Grassland, a tribal gathering place.
This place is also the location of a large tribe closest to the border of Youzhou. There are 50,000 string-controlling people in the tribe, and more than 50 God-chosen warriors, not to mention three God-chosen warriors who have received honorary titles and possess powers similar to gods. !
Even within the Shaman Qing Dynasty, it is still a quite powerful force.
Aksu is from this tribe.
At this moment, he returned with Nie Ling'er looking slightly tired.
"I'll have someone take you back to my camp. I'm going to meet the captain and the shaman."
Aksu confessed and left directly.
Nie Ling'er entered the tribe under the leadership of others, and looked around with a slightly novel look. She was more delicate than flowers, and her skin was fair and tender, which naturally attracted the attention of many people.
However, when they learned that this was the trophy of General Aksu, they stopped and could only use their eyes to greet Nie Ling'er's chest and legs fiercely, as if one more glance would give them more possession. A bit cheap.
Nie Ling'er, who is well versed in men's psychology, is not afraid of being looked at too much.
Instead, intentionally or unintentionally, the slit on the side of the skirt that was torn off just now for convenience was exposed, just like a cheongsam.
A pair of fair and slender jade legs is looming.
More importantly, as those legs moved forward, they were only inches away from the place they wanted to see more, but this feeling of not being able to see it made people scratch their heads and it was really unbearable.
"Gululu."
The sound of a group of Tatars swallowing saliva could not be heard.
Nie Ling'er just blinked her innocent and watery eyes, innocent and innocent.
But at the door of a large tent in the distance, a tall and tall man in armor took a look at Nie Ling'er and asked the people around him: "Who is this woman? Is she also from my department?"
"Report to General Chile, I will investigate immediately."
Soon, someone came with news.
"Aksu?"
General Chile nodded, knowing that he was a captain in the tribe, he had an idea in his mind.
After Aksu reported the information about the trip, he returned to his camp with a sad face and said to Nie Ling'er: "I have just received the order and ordered me to set off immediately to lurk into Youzhou for close investigation. You will stay here first. In the camp!”
"All right."
Nie Ling'er looked helpless, but felt happy in her heart.
As soon as Aksu left, General Chile suddenly appeared outside the tent.
"This general?"
Just as Nie Ling'er wanted to go out, he was blocked at the door.
General Chile looked at Nie Ling'er, looking at him from top to bottom with aggressive eyes, and then said: "My name is Chile, and I am Aksu's immediate superior."
"Nie Ling'er has met General Chile."
Nie Ling'er pretended to be in a panic and planned to bow down, but General Chile held his arms. The tentacles were as delicate and silky as gentle as jade, which made his heart skip a beat.
However, just as he was about to speak, he heard Nie Ling'er say: "General, I don't want Aksu to lose this position!"
Before General Chile could speak, Nie Ling'er's dress had slipped along her body and fell to the ground, and her whole body fell into his arms like a spiritual snake.
"He didn't do well, you must help him..."
Nie Ling'er's red lips parted slightly, and she exhaled a blue breath in General Chile's ear.
"..."
General Chile swallowed hard.
Fangshan City Campground.
One hundred thousand young men have been selected from millions of Fangshan people and are being trained.
Many of these people have a foundation in martial arts, but they have obviously not received systematic training. When charging into battle formations, they often have no discipline and are as difficult to restrain as bandits and pirates.
However, under the heavy blows of Chu Lianxin's subordinates, certain changes have been achieved.
"Finally fucked."
Lao Wu let out a foul breath.
Even with his strength, such training is quite stressful.
If you make the slightest mistake, you will be whipped mercilessly by the instructor.
"yes!"
Martin next to him also breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't know when we will go on the expedition. I hope that by beheading a few Manchu Tatars, I can earn more merit."
The corners of Lao Wu's mouth lowered, revealing a disdainful smile: "What kind of dream do you really believe in the Shangbang dream? It's just a scam, so that we can add more bricks and stones to our ambitions!"
"So what?"
However, Martin's reaction was beyond Lao Wu's expectation.
"This is just a tacit fact. Do you really think that everyone doesn't know it? It's just that the current situation is stronger than others. It's better to pretend not to know, and it will be a little better!"
"Otherwise, the 100,000 soldiers stationed next door are not just decorations!"
After a pause, he said softly, "What's more, the Supreme Speaker Bai Zhushan personally came forward to say this that day. Who among you dares to refute? Do you really think he is a kind person? Who doesn't know his origin? If you really want to destroy the so-called dream of becoming a state, The fact is, do you believe that he dared to slaughter us on the spot without hesitation, or else he would just relocate a group of people from within the boundary!"
"Weak people should have the consciousness of weak people. They talk about dreams, so they are dreams!"
"As long as we don't want to wake up, it was a good dream."
Martin's voice was faint.
Lao Wu was silent: "Martin, you have changed."
"I just looked away! The people are pretty good now, and the Ming Dynasty is strong, so we can just rely on it! Isn't this how our clan has behaved since ancient times!"
Martin smiled and shook his head: "Besides, good birds choose trees to roost, and minions choose strong ones to fight! When we join the Shang Dynasty, even if we can't become the Shang Min, we can become the most ferocious dog under the Shang Min. Isn't that great? !”
Lao Wu snorted and said nothing.
Because he actually vaguely accepted the other party's statement in his heart.
He couldn't help but feel angry. This Martin was really hateful. He was obviously loyal to the Mother Realm and the Fangshan clan, but now he actually had the idea of being a dog for the Ming Dynasty.
If one day he votes for Shangbang, it will definitely not be his fault!
If you want to blame him, it's Martin who was so vicious and beguiled him with his sweet words!
On the high platform in the distance.
Yang Fan and Chu Lianxin were inspecting. Both of them were extraordinary in strength. Although the scene was noisy, the conversation between Martin and Lao Wu still fell into their ears.
"Martin is good, he can be promoted."
Yang Fan said calmly.
"Yes, sir."
Bai Zhushan and Fang Xiaoyi were waiting carefully beside him, and they quickly responded after hearing the words.
"You continue to talk about your cultivation methods."
Yang Fan glanced at Bai Zhushan.
Bai Zhushan continued: "Compared with Shangbang's martial arts, our practice is simpler. We mainly focus on suppressing the physical body and cultivating fighting spirit. Fighting energy has nine transformations, which correspond to the nine blood changes of Shangbang's martial arts. After that, fighting spirit transforms into form. They are the third level, namely the Earth Knight, the Sky Knight, and the Legendary Knight.”
"In the legendary knight stage, you can ignite the divine fire, master magical powers, and advance to the divine realm!"
"The realm of gods is divided into gods, righteous gods, and superior gods."
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