Chapter 552: Nobility

"The way of the witch clan is to cultivate and strengthen the bloodline, to gather the real body of the witch clan! And to inspire all kinds of supernatural powers, without asking for anything..."

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, silently thinking about the difference between this world and the previous one.

The previous Great World of Guchen was harvested by Guchen and suffered heavy losses. It finally took advantage of the opportunity of the war between the Jiemeng and Yinlongwei to become independent. It is definitely not willing to return to the previous state, launch a big cleansing, and resist outsiders Those and the like are inevitable.

The imprint of Dagan Mengshi was quickly cleaned, and the rest is the 'Tao' that truly belongs to this world!

"Every world has its own unique development path and power system. It is too much to say that Shunchang is rebellious, but if you forcefully promote other powers, there will be many obstacles, and you will even be condemned by God!"

"Of course...if you can bear it, and the heretics will be prosperous in the end, it will be a peaceful evolution, and the merits are not small! It's just the result of invading the world..."

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Many thoughts came to Fang Yuan's mind: "In this world... besides chasing and killing Gu Chen, what should I do, and how should I harvest it?"

In any case, this world is very good to him, and Fang Yuan is not willing to cut the source directly like those saints, just grab a hand and leave.

"Snatching other people's interests will inevitably lead to hatred. The best way is to make a big cake..."

Fang Yuan made a decision: "No matter what, we still need to get to know this world first!"

Although this Jie is a Chinese and can live in the city, he still knows too little information!

Especially for those secrets of history, and even the inheritance of power, they are simply blinded.

"For the present plan, leave the battlefield first, and then go to Shangdu... If it's close, you can go to Fangshan..."

Fang Yuan was also a little interested in the tribe he created for fun, and wanted to know how they were developing.

As for punishment for deserters, Fang Yuan didn't even think about it.

Anyway, this Jie is alone and has few relatives left. He is a model that one person is full, the whole family is not hungry, and the least involvement is involved.

Besides, he is already ready to abandon Jie's past and walk in the world with a brand new attitude. What is a mere Chinese identity?

"This world... is just somewhat similar to the pre-Qin era in my memory, but it is not the same... But there are some places that seem to be different..."

Fang Yuan thought of the abnormality of the Guchen Great World again, and a thought could not help but come to mind: "Could it be... there is a high-dimensional world like the Heart Demon Realm, and is it exerting influence?"

The principle of this is the same as the influence of the Heart Demon Realm on Dagan and other subordinate worlds.

"It's just that the method is more advanced... The Heart Demon Realm projects power, but does that world project history and civilization?"

A thought suddenly came to Fang Yuan's mind: "So...that world, maybe it was my dream hometown? Or maybe that hometown is also a world under its influence?"

When he was young, he had repeatedly awakened the experience of another world in his dreams.

At this moment, it seems that it is very likely that he, as a time traveler, also encountered the mystery of the womb, constantly awakening his memory.

Therefore, it is not out of the question to regard that earth as his hometown.

"Even there are clues to my hometown..."

Fang Yuan clenched his fists tightly.

For him, the pursuit of this life is to stand taller, see more beautiful scenery, and at the same time find clues to that hometown.

At this time, both of them have their eyebrows, which is really a great joy.

"Speaking of which, the reason why Guchen World accepts me seems to have a clue..."

Fang Yuan's eyebrows twitched, and suddenly, he noticed something again.

"well……"

He sighed, stood up, and wiped the iron sword in his hand.

This sword is less than three feet long, and the hilt is wrapped with a circle of thin hemp silk, which feels very good in the hand. There are strange beast carvings on the body of the sword, which is extremely delicate.

"This is the sword of a scholar-bureaucrat, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can have!"

With just one glance, Fang Yuan came to a conclusion.

In fact, no matter how you look at it, the identity of a guy who can drive a chariot into battle in this era is not too simple.

At this time, he was standing with his sword in his hand. Wherever he looked, the bushes shook for a while, and several figures appeared.

"Who are you?"

The person who came was wearing black clothes and broke open a few places, revealing bloody wounds. He looked very embarrassed and was obviously attracted by the stream. When he saw Fang Yuan, he was startled for a moment, and then asked questions.

"merchant?"

The two sides looked at each other, and they both recognized each other's identities, and they were Shangmin.

After all, the Dongyi people are barbaric, almost the same as the Jiuli people. How can they wear cloth shirts and tie their hair in a bun?

Of course, the person who asked the question in front of him undoubtedly had a much higher status than the Chinese. Not only did he have exquisite clothes, but he also had beautiful jade accessories around his waist.

"Hey! Disrespectful person, this is a nobleman in the army, you are a lowly soldier, and you are not polite, so report your name?"

While Fang Yuan was sizing up, a person on the opposite side couldn't sit still, and jumped out voluntarily.

"scholar?"

Fang Yuan's face was embarrassed: "Did this kind of class exist in the Shang Dynasty? Wait a minute... This world is not the pre-Qin history of the previous life after all. With the influence of foreign civilizations, the Xia Dynasty had a monarch. It's normal to have scholars in business."

The so-called 'scholar' refers to the bottom of the ruling class, but they are also nobles. In the Shang Dynasty, they had a high status. In the eyes of the past, they only had the right to worship.

However, this kind of division should have appeared in the Zhou Dynasty, which was widely spread in the Spring and Autumn Period, but it was much earlier at this time.

"Has the enfeoffment system already taken shape?"

A thought flashed in Fang Yuan's mind, the feudal system is to feudalize the soil and build a country, with layers of feudalism.

There are knights in Europe, and samurai in Japan, both of which are the most basic units of feudalism, and at this time, merchants are scholars!

"Scholars are exempt from corvee. If they join the army, they can directly become officers. They can also get a good starting point when they become officials. They will also get good preferential treatment when they travel around the country... and above the scholars, they are doctors, ministers, and princes of various cities. And the King Shang at the apex!"

Immediately, related memories came to Fang Yuan's mind.

'No wonder you are so arrogant, you are a privileged class! '

"That's all..."

The soldier was also happy, and waved his hand directly: "Our army is newly defeated, and it is also a new soldier. It is inevitable to be in a trance... My name is Meng Kuo, and I am the commander of the army. Who do you belong to? Huh?"

He was about to sit down, when he saw the iron sword in Fang Yuan's hand, he was surprised: "This is...my brother Meng Guang's sword, why is it in your hand?"

"Bold!"

The soldier in soap clothes next to him jumped out immediately: "This person must have stolen it!"

"No need to say anymore... My brother's sword is here, and the man must have been lost in the battle... What a pity! It hurts!"

Meng Kuo's face was sad, his eyes were red, but he was very sensible, he did not wrong Fang Yuan for murdering and seizing the sword.

However, if Fang Yuan is sensible, he should obediently return the saber at this time, and then respectfully apologize.

Just what kind of temper is he? How can you return something that you have snatched back with your own ability? So he just comforted him: "I just picked up this sword casually, maybe the brother of the sergeant is still there, but don't be too sad..."

'This person……'

Seeing his attitude, even the best-tempered Meng Kuo felt a little uncomfortable.

From anyone's point of view, Fang Yuan at this time is a little ignorant.

"you……"

One of his soldiers was about to ask questions, when suddenly, a black shadow flew out of the forest and shot straight at his neck.

Phew... poof!

Blood splashed, and the soldier suddenly fell down with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Are there any pursuers?"

Meng Kuo's complexion changed drastically: "It's the Dongyi Blower!"

Dongyi is a barbaric people, and they don't know how to smelt, but they are good at making blowing arrows, apply poison, put them in long tubes, and blow them fiercely for several feet, which is definitely a sharp weapon for guerrilla warfare in the mountains and forests.

This time when the merchant army arrived, there were ten battles and ten decisive battles. The Dongyi people retreated to the mountains and forests and relied on the favorable location to attack, so they suffered a big loss.

At this time, the face of the soldier who fell to the ground had quickly turned black, and he looked hopelessly poisoned.

Only the colorful darts on the neck and the feathers at the end are still fluttering in the wind, so gorgeous and creepy to watch.

"The enemy army... is chasing us!"

Even Meng Kuo's complexion changed terribly at this time.

The people in the forest on the opposite side are denser, there are almost a dozen people, but there are only three or four people here, they are extremely lonely and lonely.

"Originally... I was just a deserter, so it definitely wouldn't be like this... But this Meng Kuo is obviously noble, so he has pursuers... Of course, more than a dozen are the most, maybe they chased him all the way!"

Fang Yuan observed the audience and immediately came to a conclusion.

"bother!"

He flicked the iron sword, feeling a little impatient.

"We resist, let the nobleman go first!"

But Meng Kuo's subordinates all jumped out, looking as if they were sacrificing their lives for righteousness, including Fang Yuan.

Looking at that appearance, it seems to be saying that even if he, a small soldier, sacrifices for the nobles, it is a matter of course.

"How can I, Meng Kuo, abandon my subordinates? Let's have a good fight today, and we will die!"

Meng Kuo thrust out his sword with a heroic voice.

"kill!"

At this time, a cloud of flying arrows shot out again in the jungle, even if there was a dodge here, Meng Kuo's two subordinates fell to the ground from the arrows and died of poison.

"Even if you want to work hard, you have to be willing to fight with you!"

Fang Yuan watched with cold eyes. At this moment, the arrow blower opposite him saw his clothes, and without hesitation, he flew towards him with an arrow.

"court death!"

With a vertical sword, he immediately pushed the blowing arrow away.

Such skills immediately made Meng Kuo, who was lying on the ground, widen his eyes.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

Fang Yuan made a charge, strode into the jungle, stabbed a sword casually, and blood surged on the opposite side.

Although this body is still somewhat inconvenient, but the opposite is just an ordinary person, with a long sword in his hand, killing him without any effort.

"This... this is an extremely powerful warrior!"

Meng Kuo looked at this scene, but he was completely stunned: "Warrior! A first-class warrior with such skills, no matter which city he casts in, he will definitely be worshiped as a gentry and rewarded generously. No wonder he treated me like this before. Disregard it!"