Meng Yan, the leader of the Mengshe tribe, was killed. The young master Meng Ang must avenge his father. The elders and generals in the tribe are also clamoring for revenge.
Meng Ang is young, only in his twenties, but he is calm and strategic.
The 30,000 elites of Bamboo were easily killed by Long Chen, which showed that Long Chen was an extremely terrifying enemy.
Facing such an enemy, to attack rashly is to seek death.
Therefore, Meng Ang first sent spies to find out the situation during the day.
The reported situation was exactly the same as what the defeated soldiers said yesterday, and Mengshe's tribe was greatly shocked.
"Young Master, Long Chen is a ghost. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to deal with him."
"What are you afraid of? Long Chen is a ghost. We have the protection of the mountain god. We can invite the mountain god to deal with him."
"Yes, please come over and let Badai summon the mountain god."
Young Master Meng Ang thought it made sense. Since Long Chen was a ghost, let the mountain gods of the Mengshe tribe deal with Long Chen.
Wars between gods should be resolved by the gods, and mortals should not interfere.
"Please come here Badai."
Young Master Meng Ang gave the order and his men immediately went out to look for people.
Wei Yingju squatted on the roof, listening to the discussion below, and thought to himself: What a bunch of good grandsons, you can give grandpa whatever he wants.
Soon, a stunningly beautiful woman walked in wearing a black robe, her lips were dyed purple, and her eyes looked very strange.
"Bade!"
Young Master Meng Ang and the clan members in the hall saluted respectfully.
Nanmanzi worship Wu Zhu and believe that they are messengers of gods, so they are very polite.
"The mountain god already knows. A terrible demon came from the Northern Dynasty. He brought disaster to our people. The mountain god is very angry."
Badai raised his head and stared at the roof, his eyes blurred and his expression strange.
Wei Yingju was stunned for a moment. He wondered if Badai had discovered his whereabouts?
If it could be discovered, this woman would be amazing.
Badai did not keep looking, but slowly lowered his head and said: "If you can get the protection of the mountain god tonight, go ahead. They have desecrated the mountain god in the mountain god cave in Birdsong Stream, and the ghosts in the Northern Dynasty will be killed."
The tribesmen were overjoyed and knelt down to salute Badai: "Thank you to the mountain god for your guidance."
Badai slowly turned around and walked out. Wei Yingju slowly raised his head, watched Badai walk into a house in the distance, and then continued to lower his head to listen to the conversation in the main hall.
"The mountain god has given us guidance. Tonight is a good time for a sneak attack."
"We can enter through the cave, enter through the valley here, and then drill out."
The tribesmen discussed it very enthusiastically.
"Young Master, what are you still hesitating about?"
The tribesmen were very unhappy when they saw that young master Meng Ang was silent.
Meng Ang's calmness looked like cowardice in their eyes.
"Who's going?"
Meng Ang glanced at everyone, but no one dared to stand up.
"We still have the Son of God."
A general spoke.
The Son of God he was talking about was the Gu man in Ji Xianxian's mouth. After taking the poison, he became invulnerable and extremely ferocious.
However, after taking the poison, people will die.
"Send out all the Sons of God. With the protection of the mountain god tonight, they will definitely kill Long Chen."
"As long as Long Chen is killed, the demon girls have nothing to fear. They have already been defeated."
"When the time comes, we will besiege the Bird Song Stream and eliminate the demon girl in one fell swoop. Our Mengshe tribe will also be able to live a stable life."
The young master Meng Ang was still hesitating. He wanted to wait for King Zhao's order to let Zhube be the vanguard to preserve his own strength.
Takebe's 30,000 elite men were killed, and he didn't want to end up with the same fate.
"Young Master, what are you still hesitating about? This is the mountain god's guidance. We cannot go against the mountain god's guidance."
A man in his forties urged.
This man's name is Munro, a general of the Munshe tribe.
He is the younger brother of the clan leader Meng Yan and is qualified to take over the position of clan leader.
In his opinion, Meng Ang is a young man and is incapable of leading the Meng She tribe.
Within the tribe, Munro has many cronies and supporters.
Young Master Meng Ang glanced at Munro, knowing in his heart that the situation was not good.
"With the guidance of the mountain god, we will send the Son of God to raid the Bird Song Stream, but Long Chen is too powerful, so please ask my uncle to lead the troops."
Meng Ang led an army, Munro looked unhappy, and his men said: "Young Master, General Munro must be on guard in the stronghold and cannot leave easily."
Meng Ang smiled and said: "Tonight, under the guidance of the gods, I can kill Long Chen. There is no need to guard the village, just kill Long Chen."
"Uncle leads the Son of God, and he will definitely win. Doesn't uncle believe in the guidance of the mountain god? Or are you afraid?"
Munro was angry and couldn't say anything.
He cannot disrespect the mountain god, nor can he act cowardly.
"Okay, I will personally lead the Son of God to kill Long Chen!"
Munro recruited a group of men and left, and the young master Meng Ang returned to the room with his own people.
Wei Yingju thought for a while, then his figure floated over and landed on the roof of Badai.
This is a house made of bamboo. The strange smell of herbs comes out of the cracks. Badai is pounding medicine and muttering something in his mouth.
Badai has a special status. The tribesmen feel that she is protected by gods, so there are no soldiers guarding her around.
It was getting late, so Wei Yingju stepped down gently and pushed open the door to the room.
Badai turned his head, Wei Ying raised his finger, and Badai fell asleep.
Lifting the man up and gently closing the door, Wei Yingju passed through the walled city and quickly walked through the woods.
There is a moon in the sky, Wei Yingju can see it clearly and it flies very fast.
After crossing the gate of the village and landing in front of the Mountain God Cave, Wei Yingju reported: "Report to King Wu, we have captured him."
The lights in the cave were on, footsteps sounded, and Ya'er ran out first.
"Ah, why did you catch a vixen?"
Long Chen walked out and saw a beautiful young woman in the moonlight.
"She is Badai from the Mengshe tribe, a witch. If you want to ask about poison, she must know the best."
Long Chen said: "Keep her in solitary confinement, be careful, she may also have poison on her body."
Ya'er immediately said: "I'll come."
Carrying Badai, Yaer left angrily.
Ya'er was worried about Long Chen's desire. She didn't want other women to compete with him for men, even though she couldn't finish the meal by herself.
Wei Yingju said: "There is another situation. The Mengshe tribe is going to send some god son to sneak in tonight and come in through the cave."
Long Chen smiled and sat down in front of the stage.
The bright silvery moonlight shines down, and the ink-colored forest with the singing birds seems to be coated with a layer of silver, which is really beautiful.
Wei Yingju told all the information he heard.
"Okay, if you do this..."
After giving the instructions, Wei Yingju immediately went down to prepare.
Long Chen sent someone to invite Lin Menghan.
Soon, Lin Menghan ran up and said, "Meet King Wu."
“Where is the cave in Niaoming Stream?”
Lin Menghan shook his head and said: "There is no cave."
Long Chen said: "The Mengshe tribe is going to make a sneak attack tonight and want to get in through the cave. They will definitely make a mistake. Think about where there is a cave."
Since the Mengshe Department said they would sneak in through the cave, it would definitely happen, unless they discovered Wei Yingju and deliberately released false information, but the possibility of this was extremely low.
Lin Menghan thought about it carefully, then shook her head and said, "We must ask a local native."
Long Chen nodded and said: "Go and ask quickly, they have already taken action."
Lin Menghan immediately asked, while Long Chen sat in front of the stage and waited quietly.
Occasionally, there are a few birds chirping at night, which seems a bit abrupt in the silent night, but makes the mountain stream seem quieter.
