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There were eighteen warriors chasing the snow monster, and the remaining dozen were either seriously injured or killed. Those who could still fight were all stained with blood and scars.

Although the snow monster was defeated, our side was not considered the victor, because this was a defensive battle, and there would be no spoils even if we defeated the opponent.

However, on the way back, Wu Zhen still recognized the bravery of his own warriors. It was just recognition, not praise or praise, because as warriors who protect their home and country, fighting is their duty, and they just did what they should Things to do.

Others were responsible for the aftermath. After returning to the city, Wu Zhen immediately held an emergency meeting to analyze the situation and summarize the deployment.

The first topic is why the snow monster attacks Daqiu. On this issue, most people tend to believe that the mountain is blocked by heavy snow. The snow monster cannot find enough food and will attack the city because of hunger. The dissection of the bodies of snow monsters also indirectly proves this. There is no other food in their stomachs except the human flesh they swallowed before death.

However, the appearance of so many snow monsters together is an extremely rare thing and has never happened before. This matter is highly suspicious, but it can only be shelved for the time being and left to be verified in the future.

The second topic is to rearrange defenses to prevent the snow monster from coming back. Large crossbows were placed on the city walls, and warriors with night vision capabilities took turns to guard the city.

The last thing to do is to report the matter to the capital immediately, and at the same time send people to the cities under the jurisdiction of Daqiu to inform them of the matter so that they can be prepared.

During the period, someone suggested that Wu Qin should be informed of the matter and asked to come back to take charge of the overall situation, but Wu Zhen's answer was that Wu Qin did not tell him where he was going when he left, nor when he would return.

Wu Zhongyuan was bleeding excessively and was a little dizzy. He didn't want to go to Atong for treatment, but he couldn't bear the bleeding and he didn't have any medicine to stop the bleeding. He had no choice but to go to the doctor.

There were only two doctors in the city, A Tong and her master. There were injured people all over the place and they were very busy. However, when Wu Zhongyuan arrived, they immediately abandoned the other injured people and gave him priority to apply medicine and bandages.

In modern times, some people would definitely complain about him engaging in privileges and jumping in line to get through the back door. But at this time, no one would object to this. Obligations and rights are equal. Warriors who use their blood and lives to defend the safety of their tribe should enjoy privileges and preferential treatment. .

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan, Atong was a little embarrassed. In fact, she should be embarrassed too. After all, she had asked Wu Shaoyong back for the bow and arrow she lent him not long ago in order to please Wu Shaoyong. She should know what getting the bow and arrow back meant to him.

Compared with A Tong, Wu Zhongyuan seemed much more natural. He did not blame A Tong. This did not mean that he thought A Tong did the right thing, but that he and A Tong met by chance, and A Tong had no reason to offend Wu Shaoyong because of him. Friends have the standards of friends, and passers-by have the standards of passers-by. You cannot use the standards of friends to ask passers-by.

I don’t know if Atong was seeking revenge or if his head injury should have been bandaged in this way. After bandaging the wound, Wu Zhongyuan felt that his current image looked a bit like India’s Asan.

Maybe it was due to excessive blood loss, or maybe A Tong wrapped too much gauze on his head. In short, now he felt that his head was big and top-heavy.

After applying medicine and bandaging his wounds, Wu Zhongyuan walked towards the post with passers-by looking up at him. His status and respect were earned through sacrifice and fighting. At this time, no one regarded him as an outsider anymore because of what he had done to Daqiu. contribute.

When he went to the post, according to Wu Zhen's instructions, he sent people to release the letter birds to the capital and various cities.

Being attacked by a snow monster is not considered a secret, and there is no need to send someone to go to the capital. The most important thing is that the mountains are blocked by heavy snow outside. If you send someone out, you may not be able to reach the capital within ten days and a half. You can just use Faithbird. There is no need to send people to the city, just use messengers.

When they returned to their residence in a daze, it was already dawn. Aluo and his grandson were nervously waiting for him outside the door. They were relieved to see him back. Death in battle was not uncommon at this time.

Wu Zhongyuan's right hand was also covered with medicine and he could not wash his face. The grandfather and grandson brought him hot water and wiped the blood off his face bit by bit. They also helped him take off his blood-stained coat and brought it to him. Had breakfast.

Wu Zhongyuan had a severe headache and felt uncomfortable in his stomach. He only drank a few mouthfuls of the porridge, and then said to A Luo who was standing aside, "Stay far away when encountering similar things in the future. Don't lean on it. You are just making a fool of yourself. Do you know how dangerous it is?"

A Luo lowered his head and did not answer.

Wu Zhongyuan was not willing to criticize her too harshly, so when he saw her bowing her head, he said nothing more.

After experiencing a war and fighting, it is difficult for people to calm down in a short period of time. Wu Zhongyuan was lying on the bed without any sleep. In fact, when Sanhu transferred Wu Kui's memory to him, he knew that the living environment at this time was very harsh, and human beings were not able to calm down in a short period of time. He is not the master of the world. Although beasts like the snow monster are ferocious, they are not the most powerful. Some rare creatures can even easily destroy a city.

Knowing and experiencing it are two different things. If you have not experienced it personally, you will never be able to understand the tension and danger of life and death hanging on a thread. If the snow monster throwing the bricks and stones was stronger, if the snow monster smashing the rafters with a swing, Looking further down, he is now a dead man.

Finally feeling a little sleepy, someone came and knocked on the door. It was someone from the post house and brought two small bamboo tubes.

This kind of bamboo tube is tied to the leg of the messenger bird, with wax tears dripping from the seal. Ordinary tribesmen have no right to open this bamboo tube that conveys information. Only warriors can open and read it.

Wu Zhongyuan was in charge of the post. He could open the bamboo tube, but after pondering, he did not open it. Instead, he took the bamboo tube to find Wu Zhen.

Wu Zhen was discussing matters in the inner house with three other blue energy warriors at this time. Wu Zhongyuan handed the bamboo tube to Wu Zhen, took a few steps back, and waited for Wu Zhen to read it before giving instructions.

When Wu Zhen opened the bamboo tube, another blue energy warrior named Wu Dalie pointed to the seat next to him and motioned Wu Zhongyuan to sit down and wait. Wu Zhongyuan thanked him but did not sit down. At this time, he valued hierarchy very much. They were both warriors and had different ranks. People who are different cannot sit at the same table.

After reading the first message sealed in a bamboo tube, Wu Zhen looked confused.

"What happened?" one person asked.

Wu Zhen handed him the linen cloth with the writing on it, "This is the news from the people we sent to monitor the Niu Clan. Yesterday at noon, a city of the Niu Clan was attacked by a group of fire rats, causing heavy losses. .”

The man took the cloth and read it with a frown. The other man tilted his head and read it together.

After the two of them looked at it, Wu Dalie took the cloth, took a look at it, and handed it to Wu Zhongyuan, but Wu Zhongyuan waved without taking it.

"Is there a relationship between the two?" Wu Dalie looked around.

The two frowned slightly, but neither of them answered.

At this time, Wu Zhen had already opened the second bamboo tube, "This is the news from Lord Jushan."

When the three of them heard this, they all leaned over to look at the strip of cloth. This strip of cloth was relatively large, and from the back, you could vaguely see the writing on the front.

Wu Zhongyuan couldn't see what was written on the strip, but he could see the expressions of Wu Zhen and others. The expressions on the four people's faces were very complicated, including confusion, shock, and seemingly a little excitement.

"I didn't expect the legend to be true." Wu Dalie said to himself.

"Are you sure it's a psychic weapon?" Another person asked.

"Someone has already obtained one of these, it can't be wrong." Wu Zhen said.

"It's probably been more than two thousand years since the last time the psychic weapon appeared." Wu Dalie said.

"Not only that, the last time they appeared was during the chaotic prehistoric period," another blue-qi old man said. "The nine men and nine women who obtained these magical weapons later assisted Fu Xi and Nu Wa to rectify the six paths and pacify the world."

"The divine weapons are psychic. There will be no reason for them to reappear in the world." Wu Zhen frowned slightly.

"Does it mean that the world will be in chaos again?" one of them said.

Wu Darie shook his head, "It may also mean that the world will be unified again."

Wu Zhen nodded slowly, "I also make this guess. If there is no Chengfu to accept Bi Longfeng to come to the world, the psychic magic weapon designed to assist Bi will not appear."

None of the four people spoke after that. After the silence, Wu Zhenchong said to Wu Zhongyuan, "Immediately notify the city under your jurisdiction to pay attention to the search. If you find a strange bird or beast that looks like a phoenix or a dragon, immediately send a letter to report it. Remember, don't chase and hunt rashly."

"Is there any more specific reference to provide them?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

Wu Zhen thought for a while and said, "There are eighteen psychic weapons in total. They are naturally spiritual and all have the form of birds and beasts. The beast-shaped ones are born from the dragon's energy, like cows, leopards, lynxes, snakes, and lions. Like a turtle, like a tiger, like a qiu, like a fish. The bird-shaped ones are born from the phoenix energy, like a sparrow, like a luan, like an eagle, like a roc, like a wild goose, like an eagle, like an owl, like a heron, like a pheasant."

Wu Zhen spoke so quickly that Wu Zhongyuan didn't remember it at all, but he couldn't let Wu Zhen say it again. Just when he was worried, Wu Zhen added another sentence, "Those who inherit the dragon's energy have dragon horns on their tops. Those who inherit the phoenix's energy They all have phoenix feathers on their tails and backs."

That was enough, Wu Zhongyuan turned and retreated.

Maybe it was because he saw that he was injured, or maybe because his previous bravery had gained everyone's trust. When he walked to the door, Wu Zhen said, "We don't treat you as an outsider, and you don't have to deliberately avoid suspicion. It can be split and read, and only the important ones can be selected for reporting.”

Wu Zhongyuan responded, closed the door and left.

Immediately after leaving the house, go to the post to arrange errands. There are not so many words to write on a piece of cloth. The middle words are omitted, only the head and tail are taken, and then eight message birds are sent.

He didn't have to write the words, it was written by the old secretary. This matter is not a secret. Now the news has probably spread, and the Ox Tribe, Bird Tribe, and other small tribes should have started looking for it.

Worried about other official duties, Wu Zhongyuan did not return to his residence, but stayed at the posthouse to drink tea. There was already tea at this time, but only people with surnames, that is, royal family and warriors, were eligible to drink it. It was not known that he was not of a high level. The quality of the tea I was given was not good, or the current tea is not tasty and astringent in the mouth.

However, his mind is not on drinking tea now. It is difficult to say whether the appearance of the psychic weapon is good news or bad news for him. He does not know who gave him the golden dragon tattoo on his body, but this Tattoos are definitely not done casually. There must be some unknown meaning and reason. If he is the chosen one, then the appearance of the psychic weapons is related to him. They are the nine helpers sent to him by God.

However, psychic weapons are just weapons. God knows who will get them in the end. If the enemy gets them, they will not have nine powerful helpers but nine powerful opponents.

Now we can only hope that the psychic magic weapon can recognize its master. Only the selected people can use it. If they don't recognize their master, it will be over. Throwing nine guns on the battlefield without stipulating their use is not sincere. Help, but I am afraid that the world will not be in chaos...

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