As soon as he finished speaking, some fans yelled.
"Liu Wushen, don't listen to him, this guy can't afford to lose!"
"That's right, Amuka, if you can't afford to lose, take the cowards in your tribe and get out of the Holy City. Xingluo doesn't need cowards like your tribe!"
"Get out of the Holy City, I don't have cowards like you in Xingluo!"
"I...I...I..." Amuhe said the word "I" three times in a row, but could not say the fourth word.
Seeing this, Liu Mo snorted coldly and said again, "Everyone, I think this is it. Why don't we try another way and let the other warriors join us."
I'll fight ten of them! He didn't say the last part.
As soon as this statement came out, the crowd was excited again.
"What?"
"This is inappropriate! According to Xingluo rules, tribal meetings are always one-on-one."
"Liu Wushen, you are so brave!"
"Stop competing, Liu Wushen is my new king of Xingluo, and I will not accept anyone except him!"
"That's right, Liu Wushen, King Xingluo!"
"King Xingluo, King Xingluo!"
Seeing this, several of the better-minded clan leaders immediately turned against him and turned into fans, "Zhorun, your daughter has found a good husband."
"This year's Xingluo King will be Liu Wushen."
Zhuo Lun suppressed the joy in his heart and pretended to be calm before speaking again: "Childs, what do you think?" He pointed at the silent chiefs.
"I have no opinion!"
"Well, King Xingluo should still be from your tribe!"
After confirming one by one, Zhuo Lun finally looked at Ahemu, "Clan Chief Ahemu, what about you?"
Ahemu blushed, and after thinking for a long time, he finally reluctantly said, "I don't have any objection either!"
Zhuolun showed a smile, "In that case, the winner of this tribal meeting is my son-in-law Zhuolun: Liu Mo!"
"Liu Wushen, Liu Wushen, Liu Wushen!" Tens of thousands of Xingluo people cheered.
"This feels good!" Liu Mo was secretly happy.
"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!" Zhuo Lun said, "According to the rules of Xingluo, the final winner of the tribal meeting is our King of Xingluo! Let us congratulate God Liu Wu for becoming our new king of Xingluo!"
"King Xingluo, King Xingluo!"
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Liu Mo stepped forward, cleared his throat, and then said loudly, "Everyone, as we all know, I, Liu, am the deputy commander-in-chief of Daxia and cannot stay in Xingluo all the time! "
"What..." Everyone was shocked.
The king of Xingluo cannot stay in Xingluo forever. If others don't know about this kind of thing, why should it be made public!
Zhuo Lun was also confused by these words, "Mo'er, why did you say this..."
Liu Mo smiled and said, "Ayina, come up!" He stretched out his hand and motioned for Ayina to come forward.
What is this for? Is it possible to give up the throne to Ayina? A woman? Everyone was even more puzzled.
Although Xingluo was also influenced by Daxia's concept of male superiority and female inferiority, women's status was not high.
However, Xingluo did not explicitly stipulate that women were not allowed to be officials or clan leaders. Because they believe in their bones that in Star Luo Kingdom, where force means everything, it is impossible for a woman to win the tribal meeting.
There is no way any fool would give up the position of Star Luo King to a woman of low status!
Ayina took steps forward uneasily.
Seeing this, the crowd began to express dissatisfaction, "Liu Wushen, isn't this appropriate? Do you want Ayina to be the king of our Xingluo?"
"That's right, how can a woman be king?"
Hearing everyone talking, Ayina couldn't help but stop. "Brother Liu..."
Liu Mo ignored it and walked straight to Ayina, then signed her hand and walked to the center.
Liu Mo smiled, "That's not the case, please be patient!" He announced, "Ayina is three months pregnant, my flesh and blood, Liu Mo. Xingluo Priest also predicted that she will give birth to a baby The boy is me, Prince Xingluo.
For this reason, I appointed Zhuolun as the regent of Xingluo. When I am not in Xingluo, I will be fully responsible for all matters in Xingluo. "
It turned out to be such an arrangement, and Zhuo Lun suddenly beamed. He knew Liu Mo's situation best. Daxia had five wives to take care of, so how could he stay in Xingluo all year round.
The so-called regent is actually the re-elected King of Xingluo!
Hearing this, Zoran's men certainly raised their hands in approval.
No matter how stupid the opposition is, they know that public anger is hard to offend. At this time, there is no chance for them to refute what the people want.
With shouts of "King Xingluo, King Xingluo!", this tribal meeting came to a perfect end.
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The new king was established and the army was assembled. Led by the God of War Liu Mo, the 40,000-strong army left the Holy City in a mighty manner and marched towards the Letai Mountains.
There, there will be 100,000 Zhou Dynasty troops waiting for them.
After walking for three days, they arrived less than fifty miles away from Letai Mountain. Liu Mo immediately ordered to set up camp. Because if you go further, you may encounter Zhou Dynasty troops at any time.
According to the ancient map given by Zhuo Lun, there should be a tribe living here, but in Liu Mo's eyes, this place is not even a village.
There were no houses, no wells, no roads, not even a sheepfold.
As far as the eye could see, there were only collapsed tents with turf inside and tattered furs covering the windows.
Although Xingluo is a nomadic people, every winter, they will find a settlement to avoid the severe cold.
There is no reason for this tribe to have to fight against nature. They live in a sea of grass without traces of life in the winter.
"Search and see what we can find." Sun Kan, Liu Mo's adjutant, ordered.
At this moment, Liu Mo led a waiting force of about fifty people and was performing an investigation mission.
"Search these tents carefully for me. Tang Die, go up the tree and take a look." Sun Kan continued to order, "Reheman, you search the outside. Maybe the traces left this time are fresher."
But his tone was quite disapproving of the latter.
"Two people were sent to search every house to avoid missing anything."
Liu Mo also turned over and joined the search team.
He and Sun Kan were in a group, shuttled between the tents, and had to bend to enter the low tent curtains.
The house has a solid mud floor, no furniture, and no signs of habitation. There is only a little charcoal ash under the roof exhaust vent.
"It's really not a place for people to live," Sun Kan said.
"Okay," Liu Mo pointed to the pile of hay in the corner of the house, "for the real poor, even sleeping in a bed is a luxury."
"You said, this is a bed?"
"It's softer than mud, and there's a roof over your head, so of course it's a bed." Liu Mo said.
"I was born in a thatched house. I thought it was already there, but I didn't expect..." Sun Kan said.
The tent seemed to have been abandoned for a while. He knelt down and poked at the straw to see if there was anything hidden underneath. Then he searched carefully along the wall. Nothing was found.
"There's nothing here. My lord!"
Liu Mo was also surprised. This was the fourth settlement he passed. The situation was the same everywhere. The residents had already quietly left with their meager belongings and all their livestock.
And these places showed no signs of being attacked, they were just... deserted.
"Should they surrender to the Zhou Dynasty?" he thought uneasily. "It's really troublesome!"
When they came out of the house, there was a rustling sound from the red leaves above their heads. Two branches parted sideways, and the Tang butterfly moved between the branches as nimbly as a squirrel.
"Master Liu, there is a situation in the north!" Tang Die said as she came down from the tree. The skylight penetrated through the coniferous trees and fell down, illuminating her face red. When she saw Liu Mo, she frowned.
"What did you find?"
"Master Liu, you'd better be mentally prepared!" she replied.
Liu Mo knew the situation was serious as soon as he heard this. "Have you found the residents here?" he asked.
"That's right!" Tang Die replied.
"Take me there quickly!"
Liu Mo immediately stood up and followed Tang Die up the gentle slope.
Soon, they arrived at their destination.
When he got closer, Liu Mo immediately understood the meaning of Tang Die's words!
All the two hundred residents here, men, women, old and young, died! They were stripped of all their clothes, and sharpened wooden sticks were passed through their gang doors and out of their mouths.
What's even more horrifying is that those tragic dead people were dressed on wooden sticks like this, with the two versions of Xingluo and Daxia written on their bodies dripping with blood.
"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!"
Several battle-hardened Daxia soldiers couldn't help but ran to the side and vomited when they saw this scene.
Such a tragic situation made Sun Kan cover his mouth subconsciously. "God bless you!" he yelled, "What kind of villain is this! Does he have any humanity at all!"
Liu Mo took a deep breath and suppressed his fear and anger. "This is psychological warfare!" he thought to himself. "Damn Yang Yizhi, he's really cruel!"
He stepped forward and could see through the remains that these victims were Star Luo civilians and had never practiced martial arts.
"Master Liu, I checked, and there's no one around! There's nothing!" Tang Die said.
Sun Kan frowned, his eyes full of anger and helplessness, "What to do with these corpses?" he asked.
Liu Mo stood next to the corpse, holding the "oath" in his hand. A cold wind blew and his cloak crackled.
He seemed to have suddenly lost the ability to speak. He struggled to find the right words, but in vain.
"Burn it!" Sun Kan suggested.
Burial would take a lot of time, and the Zhou army would probably be nearby, which would be too dangerous.
Liu Mo nodded, and his soldiers immediately went to find dead branches and firewood, and then piled them into a square shape with bark chips and hay in the middle. All the corpses were piled on top of the pyre.
He took the torch from Sun Kan and inserted it into the pyre. Tiny flames shot out from all over the woodpile, like fast-moving red rats.
A wave of heat rose from the fire and rushed toward him. The wood exploded with a hiss and glowing embers rose from the smoke and drifted into the endless night.
"Yang Yizhi, do you think you can scare my Daxia soldiers like this?" Liu Mo looked solemn, "Just wait and see!"
Get on your horse and leave with the reconnaissance team.
behind. Click, the sound is like a rock cracking. The platform, made of firewood, twigs and hay, began to shake and collapse inward.
Click, deafening, as if the earth was falling apart.
Back at the camp, other reconnaissance teams also came back one after another.
Conditions nearby are similar, according to reports. The Zhou Dynasty troops robbed all the food, slaughtered the villagers, and created panic.
"I think we should retreat thirty miles!" At the evening meeting, Sun Kan put forward his suggestion. "According to reports from spies, the main enemy force should be here, north of Angula Mountain!" He pointed at the map.
"Our army is here, Hunxie Valley! Although this place is surrounded by two high mountains, it occupies an advantageous terrain. But if the enemy army crosses the Angula Mountains and detours behind our army, they will be attacked from both sides and have no way to retreat."
"No one can cross Mount Angula!" Amuka said.
Amuhe's words are not unreasonable. Liu Mo learned about Angula Mountain from Zhuo Lun.
This mountain range is located in the hinterland of the Xingluo Plateau and is the boundary mountain between Xingluo and the Zhou Dynasty. It is 800 kilometers long, 100 kilometers wide, and has an altitude of at least 4,500 meters.
The air in the mountains is thin, inaccessible, snow-capped, the mountains are high and the valleys are deep, and the climate is changeable.
According to the Star Luo people, not even an eagle can fly over.
But war cannot be careless and ignore such details.
After carefully analyzing the map, Liu Mo immediately ordered, "The army will set off early tomorrow morning!"
