Chapter 1152 Target

Meng Meng said seriously, "Six years ago, there was a famine and a snowstorm, and the coalition forces still wanted us to send troops. The front line was fighting, and we women and children in the rear were almost starving to death!"

"I heard from the adults that even if the coalition forces could take Lutai Mountain, Yao Kingdom would not be finished all at once. If you want to defeat Yao Kingdom, you have to drag it out for at least several years. It's not as easy as that ignorant stupid woman said? Yao Kingdom is so strong, and there are still behind it..." Meng Meng said, "If we fight for several years in a row, what will we eat and drink? The tribe leader withdrew from the coalition and immediately exchanged for food and supplies from Yao Kingdom. How many tribesmen have been saved?"

She looked at A Xun and said firmly: "No matter what others say, I think the tribe leader did nothing wrong!"

A Xun held her hand: "Thank you."

"Next time they say this again, you can scold them back!" The girl blinked, "They know nothing."

A Xun smiled, it would be great if it was that simple.

Although the defection at that time did bring food and supplies, the situation of the Ying people in the past few years has not improved. They had to do a lot of work for the Yao Kingdom, and they fought seven or eight big and small battles. Many young and strong people in the tribe died and were injured. The compensation alone was a heavy burden.

And as a result, the surrounding forces became more disgusted with the Ying people, and it became more and more difficult for the Ying people to trade with their neighbors.

Axun felt that this was not good and uneasy. The grass field was so vast, but the road that the Ying people could walk was getting narrower and narrower.

Why did the Luodian Kingdom, which was also a traitor, live well, but they were struggling?

At this time, his father came back from the market and waved to him, interrupting his thinking: "Axun, come."

Axun nodded to Qingmei and followed his father into the tent.

From the back, his father had a few more white hairs, his shoulders leaned forward slightly, and his back was not as straight as before.

The injuries on his body made the hero look old before he reached old age.

The chief entered a small tent, and the Ying people inside immediately withdrew, leaving them room to talk.

"Sit down."

"Do you know why I came to this market?"

Axun shook his head.

They usually go to a special horse market for trading, and rarely come to such a big market.

The Ying tribe also doesn't like other people's strange looks.

"I asked someone to help me get something so that I can confirm an important piece of information." The market has visitors from all over the world, and of course there are also news from all over the world. Some herdsmen and travelers will only follow the market to travel around. Father slowly said, "Information about Luo Shengjia."

"Luo Shengjia?" A Xun was slightly surprised, "That's just a legend!"

The legend about the Shining Gold Empire and Luo Shengjia is probably one of the most widely circulated stories in the western part of the Shining Gold Plain.

Stories are just stories, not many people will take them seriously, and children will not believe them when they grow up.

"How can there be smoke without fire?" Father said in a deep voice, "I have been secretly investigating for many years and finally got this information!"

Seeing his father's expression, A Xun knew it was not good: "Where is it now?"

"Jingshan."

"The last palace of the Shining Gold Empire?" A Xun didn't believe it, "Father, your information..."

"Very reliable." Father started coughing when he got excited.

He had his lung punctured in battle three years ago, and since then he has not been able to speak with such a strong breath.

Axun immediately poured him some water.

After finally coughing, his father did not drink the water, but took out a small cloth bag from his arms and opened it.

There were three plants lying inside, which looked like fungi and mosses, with gray and white colors, and a very special shape, diamond-shaped with serrations, and closely arranged together, with almost no gaps.

"Snake skin? No."

Axun saw it at first glance, and he didn't think it was a plant, but the skin shed from some kind of python.

"This is the Dragon Armor Mushroom. Before ancient times, it only grew in the territory of the Dragon Clan. Nowadays, very few people have seen it or recognized it. I also learned about it from an obscure ancient book." Father whispered, "Guess where my informant found it?"

"Jingshan?"

"Yes, it's Jingshan!" The clan leader smiled, "When I was your age, I saved a Taoist priest. But he was seriously injured and died a few days later. Among his relics, in addition to the Taoist teachings, there is also a booklet that records the strange stories he experienced. There is a secret in it that the Dragon Armor Mushroom is likely to grow around Luo Shengjia. ”

“Now that dragon armor mushrooms have appeared in Mount Liang, it means that Luo Shengjia has returned there again.” He said solemnly, “I will leave tomorrow, and I will entrust all clan affairs to you.”

Axun hesitated: “Father, do you really believe that the armor can make its owner invincible? If so, how could the last king of the Shining Gold Empire fail?”

“Later generations wore Luo Shengjia and also made achievements. If they can do it, why can’t we?” The clan leader smiled and said, “Don’t forget, we are also royal descendants of the Shining Gold Empire! Luo Shengjia should have been mine, and I am certainly qualified to wear it.”

It’s just that I changed my surname in the middle.

After the Shining Gold Empire collapsed, the royal Pang family descendants changed their surnames to avoid disaster.

Axun scratched his head.

These are all legends, which cannot be verified. Who doesn’t want to flatter their ancestors? After all, if the ancestors are famous, they are descendants of a famous family, and it is very face-saving to say it out.

Of course, he was not stupid enough to refute this point, and only said:

"But this armor is very powerful..."

The father was confident: "The key lies in the user. As long as I have a firm will, I can control this armor."

"The outside world doesn't understand us, your second uncle covets my position, and I haven't been in good health in the past few years. Yaoguo..." When my father said this, he sighed, "Yaoguo has assigned us more and more tasks, either to collect debts or to kill people, as if using us as thugs."

Axun was silent.

The foreigners all hate the Ying people and regard them as traitors. There have been many conflicts in the past few years. There were two other times when the foreigners united to conquer the Ying people. In order to protect themselves, the Ying people had to reluctantly surrender to Yaoguo.

But if you want to take shelter under the wings of the strong, you have to pay a price.

The Yaoguo often assigns tasks to the Ying people, and Axun and his son cannot refuse. But if these tasks are done, they will make the enemies with the surrounding forces deeper.

More and more passive, more and more offending.

The vicious circle is unbreakable.

The tribe members are very dissatisfied with this. The younger brother of the tribe leader, Axun's second uncle, has publicly expressed his dissatisfaction with the tribe leader more than once.

If there is no powerful force involved, this vicious circle cannot be broken.

From this perspective, it is reasonable for my father to look for Luo Shengjia and pin his hopes on him.

"If we find Luo Shengjia, at least your second uncle will not dare to act rashly; I can go out to fight and return to my peak period!" The clan leader patted his son on the shoulder: "The current situation of our clan cannot help but be firm!"

"Father is the clan leader, and the responsibility is heavy." Axun said immediately, "I will get it for you!"

Father snorted and said without hesitation: "Your practice progress is very fast, but you are too weak! Killing is not satisfying enough, and you are fussy about doing things. With your temper, you can't touch Luo Shengjia at all!"

He sighed: "If A Lei was still here, it would be great. He is brave and firm, and he is the best candidate to take the armor."

Axun's face turned green and red, and he lowered his head again.

A Lei was his elder brother, who was originally the pride of the Ying people and the heir that his father had high hopes for. Who knew that he died in a tribal fight three years ago.

Father was in great grief and aged ten years overnight.

Axun knew that in his father's mind, Alei was the warrior who was most likely to grow into a hero and the most suitable successor.

But now he only had Axun, his son.

"Look, you are obviously angry, but you dare not even say a word of rebuttal. How can you be like a warrior of the Ying people!" His father showed disappointment on his face, "You are more like a Yao people."

"Father!" Axun's face was completely red, red with anger.

Comparing his courage with that of the Yao people is really the biggest insult!

"Anyway, in the few days I'm away, you should take good care of the tribesmen and don't let the second brother take advantage of you." The father laughed, "Don't you like Mengmeng? Her father only allows her to marry the son of the headman. You take good care of the house, I will be back in a few days, and then I will propose marriage for you!"

Axun's face turned red again when he heard it.

Just then, it rained outside again, hitting the tent with a puff.

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A thunder flashed in the sky, and a rustling sound was heard.

The snail toad jumped out of the ground and saw a small town in front of it. A few lights dyed a soft halo in the rain.

Dong Rui yawned: "You said before, where is our destination?"

"Baitouling, it is said to be next to Yaoguo." He Lingchuan had just come out of the underground, and his sense of direction was not good, "Where is this?"

"Let's go and ask!" Dong Rui pointed to the town, "We have been on the road for three days, there is no need to rush overnight. Also, I want to eat a bowl of hot soup noodles."

What he said made sense, so the two of them went to the ground to put away the snail toad, held up the paper umbrella, and went into the town.

There are about two or three hundred households in this town, and only one tavern, the front is shabby, and the cloth awning is stuck to the rain.

When He Lingchuan and the others walked in, the owner was dozing with his hands curled up. The store can accommodate five tables, but there is only one customer.

Business is slow. But on such a rainy day, who would go out for no reason?

Dong Rui rubbed his hands and walked forward, slapping the table to wake up the shopkeeper: "Two bowls of hot soup noodles first! What else do you have?"

The shopkeeper said sleepily: "Yesterday, the hunters in the mountains shot a big deer..."

"Oh?" Deer meat is very nutritious, Dong Rui was very happy, he didn't expect to have wild game in a small shop in the town, "Cut me two plates of deer meat, with tendons!"

"Sir, I haven't finished talking yet." The shopkeeper muttered, "The deer meat is sold out, the deer face is gone, and there is only a little rice blood made from deer blood. Want some?"

Dong Rui's shoulders slumped: "Come on, whatever you have. Give us another pot of wine."

The hot soup noodles came first, two large bowls, at first glance, it was ordinary, but it turned out to be spicy and sour when it entered the mouth.

There was not much topping inside, the egg drop shreds were almost invisible, and the carrots were cut like hair shreds. I have to say that the shopkeeper's knife skills are good. But the advantage is that the sour soup is well seasoned, the multi-grain noodles are also very chewy, and some mint is added.

Dong Rui took a mouthful of noodles and a sip of soup, sipped it a few times, and sighed, feeling relieved.