Chapter 1167 Awakening

His face darkened: "Go through the ruins at full speed, don't waste a moment!"

Yingren, who had just sat down, was ordered to get up, and some of her movements were particularly slow. The clan leader glanced at them sharply and was about to speak when the sound of rapid horse hooves suddenly sounded from behind.

There was a single horse galloping towards me, very fast.

"It's Axun."

"Axun is here!"

Although the Ying people don't know where Axun went after leaving Chigu a while ago, he is the clan leader's biological son after all. If he tried to stop him with words, the clan leader probably, should, maybe wouldn't kill him with a knife, right?

Axun hurriedly hurriedly and slowly, even Baoju ran away, and finally arrived before Yingren walked through the ruins of Lushan. He also breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally caught that glimmer of opportunity. This time, God finally wasn't kidding him.

When the patriarch saw his son running towards him, his face was gloomy and joyless. Even after Axun dismounted, he slapped him and said, "You still know how to come back?"

His father looked at him with cold eyes and an unfamiliar tone, and did not hold back the slap.

Axun was beaten so hard that his cheeks became swollen as soon as he stood up.

Knowing that his father was completely controlled by Luo Shengjia, he still couldn't help feeling sad.

He already knew that the characters wearing Luo Shengjia would behave differently, but the obsessions in their hearts would be magnified without exception. The fact that my father was so crazy meant that he was already suffering from a demonic miasma, and that was why he became a demon when Luo Shengjia accelerated his thoughts.

But after sadness, we become more determined.

"Father, I was wrong, I shouldn't have left!" He covered his face and said, "From now on, I will firmly follow your footsteps!"

The patriarch's eyes turned suspicious: "What did you do before?"

When Axun talks to him now, he always feels like he is talking to a piece of cold armor: "I went to survey the territory of the Purple Clay People to collect information for you! Since this battle must be fought, we must make thorough preparations! "

The patriarch was a little surprised: "Oh? What information did you collect?"

Axun was sweating profusely. Regardless of the fact that he was still panting, he grabbed a branch and drew a circle on the dirt: "The time you chose to attack is particularly good. The farming work in Zini is about to end now, the granary is full, and the farmers are still working in the fields. The number of troops in the army has been greatly reduced.”

Manpower in small places is particularly valuable. Most Zini people usually farm, and only serve as soldiers during their leisure time or when they have no food to eat. Supporting a large army in a non-war situation is too expensive and a small country cannot afford it.

Zini's permanent army is only 6,000 men, and they will only be recruited temporarily when there is a big battle.

"What's even better is that this year they built a new public warehouse in Liusong Town, and all the grain from ten miles and eight villages will be deposited here." The branches moved on the temporary map, "We can go straight to Liusong Town when we go down the mountain. As long as By laying down these public warehouses, we will have food behind us. We can establish a firm foothold in Zini and work hard every step of the way - Liusong Town is not far from several important towns. When the time comes, we will divide our troops into two groups and launch a surprise attack. Very soon It can be captured easily. When we have food and a town, it will not be difficult to capture the lair of the Purple Clay Man."

What he said was reasonable, and the patriarch's expression softened greatly, and he even raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"This is my good son!"

Other Yingren were very disappointed.

They originally expected A Xun to persuade their father to change his mind, but they didn't expect them to join the same trend.

Well, like father, like son.

Axun pretended not to see their looks and knelt down to the clan leader with a plop: "I was willful in the past and failed my father's hard work."

When others heard the news, they were worried about his knees.

Usually when he comes out like this, the clan leader will probably subconsciously help him up.

But no.

Not only did the patriarch not reach out, he subconsciously took a step back: "Okay, get up. In a few hours, the purple clay people will be able to see how powerful our father and son are!"

Except for the previous slap which was uncontrollable, his father didn't want to touch him. Why?

Are you guarding against him? Axun already had a guess in his mind.

The father and son reunited, and Yingren continued towards Zini.

The grass and trees in Lushan Mountain are deep and deep. It is common to see stone carvings hanging with vines and cliffs with inscriptions on them, all of which are buried in the desolation. Axun also thought about how glorious the Shining Gold Empire was before it could build such a luxurious palace? But why was it destroyed in the end? Was it just because of a piece of Luo Sheng Jia?

The father and son walked side by side. From his perspective, his father had lost a lot of weight in just over a month. His cheekbones were protruding, his eyes were bloodshot, and his cheeks had an abnormal blush.

How did that evil armor corrode my father and make him so excited? Axun had been to the Lushan ruins twice before and knew that the team was almost near the treasure house, so he called softly: "Dad."

The clan leader buried his head in his journey and sighed.

"Your grandson will be born in a few months. Have you decided on a name for him?"

He suddenly brought up a topic that had nothing to do with war. The clan leader couldn't help but be startled. The fanaticism and bellicosity in his mind was suddenly interrupted, and a brand new name jumped into his mind.

grandson?

Yes, my daughter-in-law is already five months pregnant and will give birth in a few months. This will be his eldest grandson, and maybe he will be Yingren's new leader in a few decades.

This is a brand new life and the continuation of his bloodline.

"Ah..." The patriarch shook his head hesitantly, "Not yet, is it too early?"

As soon as he hesitated, Axun felt happy in his heart. Father's hesitation is a sign of human nature, which shows that he is not monopolized by Xie Jia in this aspect.

"You can give him a nickname first. You are the most respected and closest person to Xiao Luo and I." Axun hopes to awaken the humanity in his father's heart.

Anyway, it is natural for a grandfather to love his grandson.

He added fuel to the fire: "I heard from the elders that you had thought of names long before my brother and I were born?"

The patriarch's serious face finally broke into a smile, like a spider-like crack in the ice: "It's not easy. I thought of dozens of names but was not satisfied. It was not until your brother was born that I grabbed the slip of paper with my own hands and finally grabbed his name."

Walking in the ruins of the former dynasty empire, listening to the crows and looking at the weeds, the father and son talked about some old things in the past. Although he was nagging, his father's eyes gradually became softer.

Seeing that the atmosphere was okay, Axun couldn't help but ask: "Father, have you ever thought about leading the tribe to leave the Shining Gold Plain?"

"What do you mean?"

"The world outside the Shining Gold Plain is still very big, more fertile, more prosperous, and there is no Yao Kingdom." Axun has always hoped that he can solve the current troubles without bloodshed. "We are not many people. We can take a boat from Julu Port and start over in the west. Isn't it also a way out?"

"Naive! Do you know what you are talking about?" The tribe leader frowned, "We are descendants of the Shining Gold, the real royal bloodline! This land originally belongs to us!"