The Emperor is Above

Chapter 147 That solitary mound must not be left!

"Bam—"

In the dim room, a man in a black robe slammed the table suddenly.

"Wow--"

The solid and heavy wooden table was shattered in an instant and fell to the ground in pieces, but the man in black robe didn't even look at it.

He said in a cold and resentful tone: "The Golden Rooster Tribe is really a hopeless case. Since the two of us selected them as the target of assistance five years ago, how much assistance have we given them?
They gave them food and money, and never hesitated to provide weapons and armor. They even went personally to ask the high priest to transfer two slaves of the Wangmang clan to them.

In order to make the Golden Rooster Tribe stronger quickly, the two of us have worked hard and even personally helped to win over many small settlements. But what kind of crap are they doing?
The Wangmang giant is such a good fighter, honest, docile and powerful. The Golden Rooster tribe not only didn't even bother to give him a full meal, but also robbed him of the water beasts he had hunted.

Even so, he refused to give up. He used the two giant young slaves as coolies every day, torturing and insulting them constantly, and forced them to escape.

If we hadn't asked about the recent situation of these two giant boys during our routine inspection, the Golden Rooster Tribe would have kept us in the dark."

At this point, the man in black robe leaned weakly on the chair, feeling extremely exhausted. Sometimes, stupid teammates are more terrifying than enemies.

"Don't be angry, Nanfeng Jiji. Even though the Golden Rooster tribe is the strongest among all the tribes in Daze, their mentality is still that of a small settlement. This makes it easier for us to control them."

The other black-robed woman smiled softly and said slowly, "Originally, these two Wangmang boys were sold to the Golden Rooster Tribe just to prepare for the Golden Rooster Tribe to unify the people of Daze in the future.

Although they are physically strong, they are still teenagers after all, and they know nothing about martial arts and combat skills. At most, they are comparable to intermediate totem warriors. Even if they run away, it will not affect the overall situation.

Moreover, the Golden Rooster Tribe also found out the situation. The two young men from the Wangmang clan had only fled to that solitary mound, which was forty miles away from the nearest Xingguo Pavilion.

Now that the alliance of the various tribes in Daze has been completed, the Golden Rooster tribe can take advantage of the opportunity as the leader of the alliance and use the excuse of joint military exercises to mobilize various tribes to jointly attack Guqiu and snatch back the two slaves of the Wangmang clan. "

"It is a very important move for the high priest to support the people of Daze. Once the various tribes in Jiming Daze are unified, it will be another ghost witch tribe. I am only worried that the Golden Rooster tribe cannot bear the heavy responsibility.

But what you said, Yingluo Jijiu, makes sense. The one we support must be strong but not out of control. We must strengthen the control over the Golden Rooster Tribe, but we must not leave that lonely hill!"

The black-robed man hesitated for a moment and said with a firm look,

"Today, I heard a group of totem warriors from the Golden Rooster tribe discussing that the Water Horse tribe has grown a lot in strength recently with the support of the Cat Ghost Cult, and they are trying to occupy this burial ground called Solitary Hill in advance.

It served as their forward camp for plundering the capital of Xing State during the autumn harvest, and was also an important distribution center for transporting looted materials. Its strategic location was extremely important.

Although the Shuima tribe was of average strength, they still had a population of over ten thousand. They sent out a mid-level totem warrior and ten junior totem warriors, leading more than five hundred hunter warriors. However, they did not expect that there were nearly a thousand elite troops of the Xing State stationed in Guqiu, which led to a disastrous defeat and heavy casualties.

The Jinji tribe sent a team of three or four hundred people to hunt down the slaves of the Wangmang clan. They happened to encounter the army that was hunting down the Shuima tribe, so they joined forces with the Shuima tribe to fight a battle with the Xing army.

The pursuing Xing army had less than 200 men, but they killed the intermediate totem warriors of the Golden Rooster tribe, and more than half of the hundreds of wild warriors were killed or wounded, so they had to flee back.

The smile on the black-robed woman's eyes gradually disappeared, and she said solemnly: "The Water Horse Tribe was once the strongest settlement in Daze. Last year, the Cat Ghost Cult chose to support them. Now they have nearly 10,000 people, and their strength cannot be said to be weak. The Xing State army stationed in Guqiu has less than 200 people, but they were able to defeat them first, and then defeated the joint counterattack of the Golden Rooster Tribe and the Water Horse Tribe. It seems that this Guqiu Fengtu is not simple."

"Of course it's not simple. The barbarians in the Great Marsh have been harassing the capital of Xing State for hundreds of years. The rulers and ministers of Xing State must be overwhelmed by it. Previously, I thought they were using someone else's knife to kill people, but I didn't expect that this was a conspiracy of the Lord of Xing.

They actually secretly stationed such a powerful army under the pretext of enfeoffment. Once they gain a foothold around the Daze, I am afraid they will greatly squeeze the space for activities of the people in the Daze.

If the high priest wants to support the wild people in the lake, he must have a large enough space for activities. If the people of Xing grant fiefs to their officials on the west bank of Jiming Lake and build pavilions to relocate the people,

Even if the Golden Rooster tribe unified the entire Daze, it would be difficult for them to have much influence on the heart of Xing State’s capital, so we must remove the thorn in Guqiu.”

The black-robed woman pondered and said, "Now that my god has formed an alliance with the cat ghost god, let's discuss it with them. We can act together. I don't believe that using a tiger to fight a rabbit will not be enough to achieve the desired result."

At this time, the two priests of the Black Wind Tribe mistook the suspects disguised as women, children, the elderly and the weak from Guqiu as the grand strategy of Xinghou targeting the people of Daze. If Qing Yi knew about this, he would probably cry to death.

Qing Yi didn't know about the Black Wind Tribe priest's plan yet. After coming out of the Divine Lord's Spirit Realm, he happily gave Jiang Ji the spiritual fruits and spiritual medicine seeds that Mu Ling had sent him:
"Aunt, next I'll have to trouble you to bring more people to cultivate more spiritual herbs. If the newly planted spiritual herbs grow well, other ninth-grade spiritual herbs can be cultivated as well."

Jiang Ji smiled softly and said, "Of course there is no problem with this. The soil and water in our Solitary Hill are excellent. All the spiritual herbs and medicinal herbs we planted earlier are alive and well. Not a single one died."

After rapid growth throughout the summer, the spiritual grass covered the entire open space on top of the hill, an area of ​​almost one mile in radius. The star spiritual grass even occupied an area of ​​two or three miles in radius, covering the entire hill.

Although the spiritual energy in the air is still faint and has not increased significantly, the coverage area is larger and the benefits it brings are obvious.

At least the children in Guqiu have never been sick again and are full of energy every day. The old people have also become healthier and stronger. As for the speed of cultivation, it is even more satisfactory.

Jiang Ji, who was originally weak and sickly, has been getting better day by day since she came to Guqiu. Even Tun Shigu's confused wife San Ji has become clear-headed.

According to Mu Ling, as long as it continues to develop at this speed, a spiritual blessed land will be born in three to five years at most. At that time, Guqiu will be a holy place for spiritual practice.

What surprised Qing Yi even more was the five-acre corn field with a small spirit gathering array set up.

June and July are the seasons with the most vigorous growth of crops. The corn in this field is more than one person tall and as thick as chopsticks. Other corns have not yet eared, but the ears of corn in this field are more than two feet long.

Apparently, under the nourishment of spiritual energy, this field of corn has evolved. This reminds Qing Yi of the spiritual rice that Shi Dazhu had mentioned, and he decides to raise the protection level of this field of farmland again.

"Since this corn is golden in color, why not call it Golden Valley? Maybe it can be used to cultivate spiritual rice. Eating spiritual rice from a young age will help one cultivate faster."

Qing Yi was happily imagining the scene of tens of thousands of acres of farmland planted with golden grains in the future. Suddenly, he couldn't help but shudder and slapped his thigh fiercely: "I'm so stupid. Since the Divine Lord's Spirit Realm can be used to cultivate spiritual medicine seeds, it can also be used to cultivate spiritual rice seeds."

PS: Thanks to the one who defies the heavens for the monthly ticket. Today is the second update.

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