Star God Ruler of the Moon

"The reason why our ancestors and ancestors can survive in the harsh environment of the Northland is because of this kind of blood. Now that the empire wants to bully us, it must not swallow it!"

In just a few words, the king of the foreign race condensed the hearts of the leaders of the various ministries into a single rope, arousing the morale of everyone fighting against the enemy.

"This king will give you three days to assemble your own troops within three days. After three days, we will kill the south and let the sons of bitches of the empire see the might and majesty of the man on the prairie!"

The tribal leaders cheered and picked up the kumiss on the table, drank it down and threw the cups on the ground. They left the big tent in a file and hurried to gather the troops.

"Father, are we going to fight again?"

After everyone had left, a young man in his early 20s walked out from a corner of the big tent, with sharp eyes like a rebellious goshawk, holding a sharp spear in his hand.

"Yes, in order to avoid freezing and starving to death, war is our only choice."

Looking at his eldest son whom he had always been proud of, the foreign king showed a gentle smile, and was particularly satisfied with this heir who would inherit his throne in the future.

Among the younger generation, Numa Seka is famous for his bravery, high personal prestige, and considerable achievements in resourcefulness. He is the unique dream lover of the young girls of the tribe.

"Taking advantage of this opportunity, do you want the young man to practice and practice? It is impossible for a young eagle to soar into the sky without experiencing wind and rain."

The alien king who felt that he was getting older suddenly had such an idea. He thought for a while silently, and made a decisive decision in his heart, thinking that it was time to pave the way for his son.

"Boy, this king intends to let you command this battle, do you have confidence?"

Numa Seka was stunned for a second or two when he heard the words, his eyes flashed brightly after he realized it, and an uncontrollable excitement appeared on his face, and he knelt on one knee and replied firmly:

"Father, Numa has confidence! Please leave this battle to me!"

ps: A moment of silence for the poor brave men of the North

Chapter 370: The Final Brilliance of the Cannon Fodder in the North

three days later.

All the armies of the foreign tribes assembled in front of the royal court.

At the invitation of Numa Seka, the tribal leaders of the usually separatist side gathered in the big tent again for the final pre-war meeting.

The king of the foreign race had already sat on the main seat in the big tent and waited. The leaders who came in one by one saluted him one after another, and the king responded with a simple nod and raised his hand to signal everyone to sit down.

While taking advantage of this time, Numa Seka hung up a large map with his own hands, and sorted out some scattered documents on the side table, as if he was preparing for something.

After everyone was seated, the king of the foreign race raised his fist and put it in front of his mouth, pretending to cough twice, his gaze swept to both sides imperceptibly, and then he got straight to the point and entered the topic.

"It seems that everyone is ready for the battle, which makes me very pleased. With an army of nearly 40, this battle of revenge will definitely be our glory and victory!"

The tribal leaders all smiled when they heard the words, but before they could express their determination, the foreign king suddenly changed the subject.

"However, my king has been feeling cold recently. I'm afraid I won't be able to lead the army of the king's court in person, so I plan to let my son Numa Seka lead the expedition. Do you have any objections?"

After the foreign king's voice fell, the relaxed atmosphere just now suddenly became condensed. The faces of the leaders of all tribes became solemn, and they turned their eyes to the eldest prince who was still busy behind the king.

Numa Seka was still doing his own thing seriously as if he didn't notice it, while the king of the foreign race seemed to be waiting for everyone's answer, but in fact he was secretly observing the expressions of everyone present.

No one who can get into the position of tribal leader is a fool. Everyone can sense the king's temptation, and they are weighing and deliberating in their hearts to see if they can get considerable benefits from it.

"Your Majesty, the name of the eldest prince's bravery and wisdom is well known in my book." A short-tempered guy first appeared, "I have no objection to His Royal Highness leading the army of the royal court, but we are all in Do we also need to follow His Highness's command in this battle?"

Although it can't represent everyone's opinion, this early bird obviously asked the question that everyone is most concerned about.

Although Numa Seka had participated in several small-scale frictional battles with the imperial frontier army, he had never experienced a battle involving hundreds of thousands of troops like the one before him, let alone serving as a commander in chief.

Looking at the eyes of everyone under his command, the foreign king also expressed his understanding, but he did not intend to change course.

"This king has this plan. After all, the empire is not a fish under the sword. We can flatten it and round it. Their army is also a division of tigers and wolves, and there is a deterrent existence like Tegushi among them. If we disperse our actions, it is impossible to guarantee that we will not be defeated individually."

The king's words made sense, and the leaders nodded in agreement, but they were still very hesitant, worried about handing over the power of commanding the entire army to a brat.

"The king also understands what everyone is worried about, so let's not rush to make a decision. My son has used these three days to study the situation between the enemy and the enemy. Let's discuss it after listening."

As the foreign king's voice fell, Numa Seka, who had been serving as the background board, became the focus of attention again, and the young man with a straight face bowed slightly to everyone.

"I would like to thank all the uncles here for giving this rare opportunity to my nephew. I will be young in the next year and I will not have much experience. If there is something that is not well thought out, please give me your advice."

A few smiles appeared on the faces of the tribal leaders who were still stern. They were very satisfied with Numa Seka's modest attitude, and felt that the great prince really lived up to his reputation.

"Your Highness is too modest. We old guys are half-buried in the loess. The future of the tribe still depends on you young people." The bearded leader sitting in the first seat under the king's left responded.

"Yes, yes, His Royal Highness is really young and promising."

"It would be great if those boys in my family could be like His Highness, and I would have a lot of heart."

"The old man remembers that His Highness hasn't married yet, right? It just so happens that my daughter is twenty-eight years old and is about to get married..."

The other chiefs also complimented him eloquently. Anyway, it doesn't cost money to say good things. If you can seize the opportunity to praise his son in front of the king, then hurry up. There will be no such shop after passing this village.

After a lot of business exchanges, the atmosphere in the big tent eased up again. Numa Seka also raised his hand and put it on the hung map, starting the first time in his "Cannon Fodder of the North" career. One and only tactical explanation.

"As the saying goes: If you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles."

"Because of the influence of the super dangerous species of ice, Brezed, in the first half of the year, this year's winter is colder than before, and the imperial people have never been used to such a harsh climate, so the empire's frontier troops have withdrawn from the northern border. Retreat to the northern territory."

As Numa Seka said, he distributed the documents in his hand, which recorded in detail the detailed information collected by alien spies who went deep into the empire's territory in the past three days, and the eyes of the tribal leaders also lit up.

"Our purpose of this battle is very clear, that is to grab enough supplies from the empire to survive the cold winter, and nobles and rich people will never lack these things, so the northern region is our key target for looting."

"According to the news, civil strife is currently going on in the northern border of the empire, and the imperial army and the rebel army are still in a state of confrontation. This is definitely the best time for us!" Numa Seka couldn't restrain his heart when he said this Excited.

In his eyes, the entire northern border of the empire is like a girl who has been stripped to the ground. Even if she still has some strength to resist, she will obediently fall under the front of the 40 army.

"Now the highest military leader in the northern border of the empire is General Liwa. This general has outstanding military exploits and is known as the 'Black Fox' because of his resourcefulness. He is a very difficult person to deal with."

"But our goal is not to fully occupy the northern border of the empire, so as long as we allocate 20 people to contain him, the rest of the people can safely and boldly plunder."

Numa Seka did have a bit of real material, with a sharp and precise vision, and he saw the weakness of the military power in the northern border of the empire. supplement.

"As for the unknown rebel army, although we don't know its strength, an army composed of mobs is nothing to worry about. Under the elite cavalry of my tribes, they are vulnerable to a single blow!"

Numa Seka spoke categorically, and the hot-headed tribal leaders agreed to his point of view without hesitation, without realizing what they were about to face.

"Therefore, the key to this war is 'quick'!"

"Bringing in before the imperial army could react, looting the northern border like a wind, and then quickly retreating, this is the core tactic I set for this battle."

"Think about it! Spices, tea, ironware, charcoal, and countless property and women, what a carnival feast awaits us!!"

Following Numa Seka's words, the tribal leaders present were also full of blood, as if they had imagined the picture described by the prince, and each of them couldn't help themselves.

Looking at the son who showed the demeanor of a king in the field, the foreign king stroked his beard and nodded slightly, very satisfied with his son's performance.

"Your Highness, order the expedition!"

"Yes, yes, Your Highness Numa, I can't wait!"

After a speech, Numa Seka had successfully won the approval of the tribal leaders, which aroused their enthusiasm and confidence in the war, and they all screamed and wanted to get on their horses and charge immediately.

Looking at everyone's earnest eyes, Numa Seka drew out the long sword at his waist and shouted:

"It's not too late, all the tribes set out to fight immediately! The target surprises the northern border of the empire, wins!!"

In this way, under the leadership of Numa Seka, the entire northern alien race was like a train whose brakes failed, rushing towards the abyss without returning.

Chapter 370 Fishing

Liangshan City.

After three days of hard work, the ruins of the damaged buildings in the city have been cleaned up, and the post-disaster reconstruction work is proceeding steadily under the control of Zhuge Kongming.

During this period, the life of the young Iskandar was simply miserable.

Perhaps in order to avoid devotion again, or to educate the lively and active Iskandar, Zhuge Kongming forced him to handle all the political affairs.

Every day, I get up earlier than chickens and sleep later than people.

It's not that Iskandar has tried to resist, as if he had sneaked away, but how could he fight against the almost blackened Kong Ming.

After the unlucky young king escaped and was captured, he was tied to a chair with an eight-door golden lock array, and he had to devote himself to handling government affairs from morning to night.

And Zhuge Kongming was lying on the rocking chair on the side, looking at the scroll in his hand, drinking a sip of hot tea made by Grey from time to time, or eating a snack made by Boudica.

Little days, don't mention how comfortable it is.

"Is this the so-called fishing? No wonder Merlin and Solomon like it so much. It really makes people feel happy and relaxed."

Kong Ming, who was finally temporarily freed from the fate of death from overwork, had tears in his eyes. He felt that his waist was no longer sore, his stomach was no longer hurt, and he had more strength to wave the ruler.

"I think that when I lived in seclusion in Wollongong back then, the old man was also a lazy person who could sleep until the sun was up and enjoy a leisurely nap after lunch, but after leaving the mountain... hey, let's not mention it."

Recalling the passionate years full of ambitions, Mr. Kong Ming only lamented that he was too young, but now whoever dares to destroy his vacation will experience the horror of what a "great army division" is.

There are mountains outside the city.

With several Hassans working overtime, the assassination training camp destroyed by the swarm has been restored to its original appearance, and the training of a new generation of Assassins is also proceeding steadily.

After the evolution passed down from generation to generation, Assassin's training has become extremely systematic, and each subject also has corresponding teaching tips, allowing instructors to follow the script.

What's more, the instructors of the assassination training camp are all Hassans who have inherited the name of the "Old Man in the Mountain".

It can be said that each of them is the strongest who stood out from the many Assassins of their time, and their experience and skills in the field of assassination can be called masters who can establish schools.

With such a strong faculty, the old man of the mountain is very much looking forward to what level Assassin can achieve after successfully graduating, and whether there will be a No. 20 Hassan who can bear the name of "Old Man in the Mountain" Woolen cloth?

The subject of today's training is the hiding of breath.

Although the old man of the mountain practiced the assassination secrets of the Wushuang school, an assassin is an assassin, and the stealth skills of how to hide one's breath and restrain one's whereabouts must be mastered.

Otherwise, each generation of Hassan would not have a high-level 'breath blocking' skill.

It was past ten o'clock in the morning.

Under the leadership of Tranquility, a group of loli ladies in padded jackets stepped on the snow to an unfrozen pool in the forest, where Kuang Xinzi had been waiting for a long time.

Originally, the hidden breath course would be taught by Hassan the Shadow Lantern, but he and Hassan the Cursed Wrist went out to track down the bug swarm riots, so he became a fanatic to substitute for the class.

Looking at the shivering little fellows in front of him, Kuang Xinzi's smile turned cold, and the cold devil female instructor was full of style.

"There are all of them! Take off the padded jacket on your body, and only the underwear that fits the body is left."

Although they were very surprised, the children headed by Nahaxiu and Cornelia strictly carried out the order, stripped themselves to the ground, leaving only the vest and shorts.

As the cold wind blew past, the more than 100 small figures all trembled suddenly, and there was a loud sneezing sound.

Only Chelsea hesitated for a moment. Unlike a group of children who hadn't grown up yet, she was ashamed at the age of a girl.

But in the end, Chelsea still succumbed to the authority of the fanatic instructor, because the other party's stern eyes already showed her attitude, if she didn't take it off, she would have to peel it off herself.

"Now, tell me."

Kuangxinzi opened his face coldly, with no emotion in his black eyes, and pointed to the pool behind him with his finger.

"Today's lunch and dinner you need to hunt with your own hands. The species of ingredients are specified by us. The hunting ground is this pool, and those who don't get anything can only go hungry."

Hearing Kuangxinzi's words, everyone's faces turned blue instantly.

It is already too much to go swimming in the water in winter, and now you have to hunt. If you can’t catch the designated prey, you will have nothing to eat. This is the rhythm of killing people.

However, the fanatic obviously didn't care what they were thinking, and continued to explain the training subjects.

"The name of the target is river tuna. It is a rare and strange fish with a particularly strong vigilance. Therefore, the hunter needs to sneak into the bottom of the river with a hidden breath, and launch a surprise attack the moment the prey has passed by. The key point is to be decisive and fast."

"Now, let me go into the water to demonstrate."

As he spoke, Kuangzizi flipped backwards and jumped into the water. Wearing a black tights, she looked like a swordfish, and her movement into the water was as standard as a professional athlete, without even splashing much water.

Kuangxinzi, who dived into the water, moved freely in the water with her legs swinging. Through the clear pool, she could be seen lurking behind a swimming strange fish, and knocked the unaware strange fish unconscious with her palm like lightning.

Ten seconds later, Kuangxinzi threw seven or eight river tunas onto the bank, surfaced and looked at Chikushi and the others who were surrounded by the bank.

"It's probably like this. You all go into the water and try it. The instructor Baimao will be responsible for your safety. After catching fish, come to me for inspection. The results of hunting other types of fish will be invalid."

Seeing that the training subjects were on track, Jing Mi calmly went back to the camp to rest.

Although Jing Mi's swimming skills are also very good, but if she is really allowed to enter the water, it will not be catching fish. It is estimated that all dangerous aquatic species in the pool will be poisoned.

Under the leadership of Baimao, after everyone finished the warm-up exercise, Lori, Zhengtai and a Chelsea began to enter the water in sequence.

Chi Tong, whose face was flushed from the cold, plunged into the water with the determination to die, only to find that the water was not as cold as he had imagined, but rather warm.

Due to terrain and other reasons, this pool water is a very rare warm pool, and it is precisely because of this that it does not freeze in the winter.