Chapter 1721 Orka

"The above are the most glorious deeds in the life of Buwanga, one of the Four Sword Saints." The Fairy Queen sipped her tea and continued: "But I don't think Raphael admired him because of this incident. , but something else.”

"Another one?" I couldn't help but ask, "What is it?"

"Not long after Bwanga completed his investigation mission and returned to the Wannian Snow Mountain, the heads of several human tribes who had persecuted him heard the news from unknown sources and actually learned the truth that the Wannian Snow Mountain was a paradise of cave heaven. In order to After obtaining this treasure land, they resolutely united and launched an invasion attack on the Wannian Snow Mountain."

"This battle lasted for more than ten days. Not only did the coalition forces fail to chew through an inch of snow in the Ten Thousand Years Snow Mountain, but they themselves lost hundreds of thousands of troops. It can be said to be a shameful example of a war of aggression."

Having said this, the Fairy Queen sighed with a smile and whispered: "Although the Bantu tribe did not lose an inch of territory, they also suffered a lot of casualties. Even the deputy chief of the Bantu tribe, Buwanga's younger brother, O Erka, unfortunately died in this battle."

"Olka is Bwanga's younger brother and the next leader of the Bantu tribe. He was originally stationed at the rear and should not have died, but in order to rescue his subordinates who were besieged by the enemy, he resolutely turned back. , launched another charge, and eventually, they defeated the enemy, but Orka was too seriously injured and unable to recover."

"Buwanga is indeed a hero. After learning that his brother was killed in action, he did not lose his mind and launch a general attack. Instead, he continued to defend the city and waited for reinforcements. He knew that because he could not defend the city now, the enemy would take advantage of it. He has no choice. Once he leads his army out of the city rashly, he will definitely suffer disaster. Moreover, he believes that his king will not abandon him, let alone these hundreds of thousands of hard-working and innocent Bantu people."

"The ancestors only learned about the siege of Wannian Snow Mountain the day after Orka's death. Xiaoyi, do you know why those humans are afraid of our goblin royal family, and even more afraid of the reigning goblin king?"

I shook my head: "I don't know."

"That's because when the Goblin King is angry, he will bleed for more than ten million steps." She gently stroked the moonlight scepter, her skinny fingers slowly brushed over the exquisite and dazzling patterns, and then whispered: "Have you heard the news? The ancestor was very angry. On the third day, he brought the artifact and personally visited the location of several tribes. There were originally towering mountains with countless green and lush vegetation, as well as countless birds and animals. However, The day after the ancestors left, some bards passing by discovered that the mountains were gone and the trees were gone, leaving only endless scorched earth and fragmented wreckage, that is, the Wrath of the Fairy King."

"After that, the ancestors announced that the coalition forces would be stripped of their national status and listed as enemies of the goblin kingdom." At this point, the goblin queen smiled, and her smile was exaggerated: "Xiao Yi, do you know that the world at that time belonged to the goblins? In the world, except for the forest of elves and the vast sea, every piece of land and every inch of soil belongs to my fairy clan. Where can those coalition forces whose identities have been eliminated go? Where can they be accommodated? This is not elimination. The imperial edict of identity, this is the imperial edict that kills them!"

"After announcing the decree, the ancestor ordered Buwanjia's friends, the other three sword masters, to bring weapons and soldiers and go to support the Wannian Snow Mountain. After the four armies converged, they annihilated the coalition forces in one go. Then, the ancestor ordered Buwanjia to Jia led the tribe out of the Ten Thousand Years Snow Mountain, and together with three friends, re-established the tribe in the place that had been turned into scorched earth."

At this point, the Fairy Queen stopped and looked at me quietly. When she saw that I felt a little uncomfortable, she continued: "You may not be very familiar with the Bantu tribe, but the city they built , I believe you must be familiar with it, it is the prototype of the town where you attacked the city - York and Han Dynasty."

"Huh? York Seoul?" I was startled, and at the same time I had all kinds of complicated feelings in my heart. Some were feeling sad, and some wanted to laugh.

"If it was the prototype of York's Han Dynasty, wouldn't Bwanga be the prototype?"

"Yes, he is the first city lord of York and Han."

Hey, this is interesting!

Dasai City and York Han City are enemies. The idol of the current monarch of Da Sai City is actually the founder of York Han City.

I laughed uncontrollably and asked the Fairy Queen: "Does the Beastman King know about this?"

"I know," the Fairy Queen said, "If he doesn't know anything about it, is it necessary to keep this ideal in his heart and keep silent about it?"

I was overjoyed and said: "It seems that my father-in-law is very embarrassed about this."

"You are wrong," said the Fairy Queen: "He is not someone who is easily embarrassed. The reason why he has set Bwonga as his idol is because he hopes that one day, like Bwonga, he can ride a bear and stand on the throne. The highest point of the city wall overlooks the entire city of York and Han Dynasty."

I tilted my head, thought for a moment, was shocked, and said in a voiceless voice: "He is going to swallow up York and Hancheng?!"

The Fairy Queen did not nod or shake her head, but gently stroked the top of my head and said in a deep voice: "Remember, there are some words that you should not say if you can. If you keep them in your stomach, you won't stifle them to death, but if you say them out, you will lose them. life."

My pupils shrank and I nodded repeatedly.

The Fairy Queen won't kill me because she doesn't want to let Remi be sad. The Beastman King won't kill me either. He doesn't want to let me be his son-in-law, but that doesn't mean that everyone is reluctant to kill me.

Once I talk too much and say something I shouldn't say, thus offending some people, I'm afraid endless assassinations will befall me again.

I have experienced countless narrow escapes, so I am not afraid of assassinations, but I cannot harm my family.

It's better to be more restrained.

The Beastman King and his wife left Moonlight City three days later.

When they left, they only took the little black bear with them.

This playful little bear may not know what kind of bear is waiting for it.

It just waved its paws out of habit, its eyes full of reluctance and longing for the unknown distance.

Phoenix was very reluctant to leave. She held my arm and asked me sadly: "Will the little black bear come back again?"

I stared at the magic airship that was gradually disappearing, and murmured: "It will happen, it will definitely happen."

"When will that be?" Phoenix asked again, his little face full of anticipation.

"The day when it becomes strong enough and brave enough, when it becomes a great bear like its father." I pinched her cheek lovingly and said with a smile, "Okay, don't be sad, it's not a separation of life and death. When we are free one day, we will go to Dashai City to visit it."

Phoenix smiled, sweetly and happily, with eyes full of expectation and yearning.