Chapter 420 The Shepherd

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Tianji City, Eastern Territory.

A dense group of people appeared on the official road that leads directly from the north to the south. Most of them were young and middle-aged people, both men and women. Some of the group were in ragged clothes, some were wearing cotton robes, and all of them looked numb, as if they were waiting to die.

This group of people was escorted by 5,000 cavalrymen wearing Furong Prefecture armor. A group of cavalrymen looked stern and often raised their whips to scold and drive away the crowd.

Amidst the sound of horse hooves, a Cangnan cavalry returned from patrol. There were about 1,000 people. The leader was a woman wearing exquisite armor, with a sword hanging from her waist, and a cloak flying in the wind. Her whole body was flowing with strong fist spirit.

She is at the peak of the Tianyuan Realm. This woman is beautiful and very young. She is the granddaughter of Chen Wanli, the lord of Tianji City and the commander of the Cangnan Iron Cavalry.

"what happened?"

Chen Xi looked at the dense crowd of people on the official road ahead and frowned: "Where are they from and why are they passing through our Tianji City?"

"The Commander-in-Chief doesn't know something."

A commander of ten thousand cavalry said in a deep voice: "He is a sheepherder from the south."

"Sheep leader?"

Chen Xi's beautiful eyes were filled with confusion.

"Master, have you forgotten?"

Wan Qichang frowned and said: "A hundred years ago, after the Battle of Snowy Tianchi, although the demon clan did not go south, in order to calm down the raging anger of the four northern clans, our Great Shang Dynasty still entered into a new "Lingnan War" with the four northern clans.

Alliance', according to the agreement of the Lingnan Alliance, our Great Shang Dynasty must pay tribute to one hundred thousand young men and women every five years, and send them out of Guxiaoguan to become subjects of the territory of monsters, demons, and ghosts. These people

…Looks like he’s from Furong Prefecture.”

Wan Qi Chang took a deep breath and continued: "When these men and women arrive in the north, they will select the men who are good at fighting skills and the women with good looks, and perform the demon tribe's sheep-leading ceremony. After the sheep-leading ceremony,

, these people will become the slaves of the demon clan. Of course, these are just lucky enough. Most of them will become the rations of the bloodthirsty race in the demon clan, or become the puppets of the ghost clan. One hundred thousand people can have one

A thousand people would be considered lucky if they survived."

"..."

Chen Xi already understood. As the commander-in-chief of the Cangnan Iron Cavalry, how could Chen Xi not know all this? Although she was deeply ashamed, what could she do? Although Wen Shuoyang's legacy was a policy of appeasement, it seemed to be true.

The time for the four northern tribes to go south has been postponed. There are some things that cannot be said right or wrong.

But Chen Xi still rode forward, looked at the group of cavalry responsible for escorting with awe-inspiring eyes, and said calmly: "Which one of you is responsible for escorting this time?"

"ah!?"

A Qianqi Commander glanced at Chen Xi's collar. There was a golden six-pointed star inlaid on it, which was the unique emblem of the Palace Commander of the Great Shang Dynasty. His heart suddenly shuddered and he said: "Palace Commander, I'm going to call Master Zhu Qiong right now!"

Not long after, a captain of ten thousand knights came galloping over and clasped his fists respectfully: "Chief Ten Thousands Zhu Qiong, here comes the commander-in-chief Chen Xi!"

"Um."

Chen Xi nodded: "Which state are you from?"

“Furong Prefecture!”

Zhu Qiong said in a deep voice: "I am a subordinate of Marquis Chun'an. He leads five thousand cavalry to serve as the sheep leaders this time and escorts one hundred thousand sheep heads north."

"Sheep's head?"

Chen Xi's eyes showed a trace of fire and said: "Aren't these 100,000 people the people of Furong Prefecture?"

"But……"

Zhu Qiong was stunned and couldn't react for a moment. These 100,000 people were selected from Furong Prefecture. Most of them were poor people who owed money and refused to repay or officials' sons who had committed crimes. There were also some

The so-called chivalrous people who have conflicts with the local government, so once these people are selected into the list of 100,000 people, they will no longer be considered as people of the great merchants, but as the "sheep heads" in the population. The war in Furong Prefecture

Generals and officials have always looked down upon and looked down upon these people.

"If I am not mistaken……"

Chen Xi narrowed his beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "In the last five years, 30,000 of the 100,000 people sent by Dashang to go north were from Furong Prefecture. Zhu Qiong, do you think so or not?"

"yes……"

Zhu Qiong looked embarrassed, cupped his fists and said, "Commander, these matters are not decided by my subordinates."

"I know."

Chen Xi smiled faintly and said: "I just laughed at the name of Chun'an Hou Zhang Yu'an. He is really right. In order to live in peace in the south, he would rather send his people north. This kind of person is worthy of being named a marquis and a general. Your Majesty sometimes looks at you

If it’s not good, you will inevitably trust the wrong person.”

"Commander, you..."

Zhu Qiong frowned, clasped his fists and bowed his head: "Please be careful in your words and deeds, Commander-in-Chief. If these words are spread to Baidi City, I am afraid it will be detrimental to Commander-in-Chief."

"how?"

Chen Xi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You, Zhu Qiong, still dare to tell the truth? If you dare to tell the truth, I, Chen Xi, will dare not to admit that I said this, and I will take off your hair on the grounds that you framed the commander of Yumenguan Palace.

Brain, do you believe it?"

Immediately, Zhu Qiong was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly bowed his head: "I don't dare, I don't dare..."

"Let's go."

Chen Xi waved his hand gently, holding back the anger in his heart, and said: "I won't embarrass you, but you'd better be kind to some of the sheep heads in your mouth during this trip. At least they were once the subjects of Dashang. It's not that they failed Dashang.

, it was our big merchants who failed them."

Zhu Qiong frowned and clasped his fists: "Yes, I obey your orders!"

After watching the group of people go away, Chen Xi frowned.

"Prince Commander?"

Commander Wan Qi at his side said respectfully: "This matter... As the border officers of the Great Shang Dynasty, we cannot control it..."

"I know."

Chen Xi sighed, looked at the backs of a group of people, and said: "I just feel a little helpless. Back then, Lin Baiyi in the Snowy Tianchi severely damaged the four northern tribes. We could have taken advantage of the victory and pursued it, but why did we end up in this situation again? We actually had to rely on betraying ourselves.

How can the common people come to exchange for temporary peace of mind and make the world's heroes and scholars want to do business with me?"

Wan Qichang frowned and said nothing.



Snowy Tianchi.

In the bamboo forest beside Tianran, Su Qingjiu and Gao Zhi sat face to face on the stone bench. Gao Zhi closed her eyes, while Su Qingjiu enveloped Gao Zhi with his sword intent, allowing him to observe his own sword intent, and at the same time, he used

The moment his own sword intention warms and nourishes Zhizhi, his sword heart is already cracked and broken. This process will be quite long.

Lin Zhao squatted not far away, making porridge for the two of them.

During this period of time, he doesn't have to go down the mountain to level up. He can earn 75% of the experience points every day. His leveling speed is much faster than most players. Now that Xiao Jiu'er is helping Gao Zhi return to his realm, Lin Zhao will naturally have to do a good job.

He served the two of them well, so he finished all the work of Dongzang and Tongyu by himself.

Not long after, Su Qingjiu opened her eyes. The faint golden mood in her eyes continued to dissipate, restoring her original beautiful pupils. Meanwhile, Zhi Zhi took a deep breath. There was a scene full of sword intent in Lingxu, but the distance was just a distance.

It seemed like there was still something missing to re-establish Kenshin, but she was very sure that once she formed Kenshin, she would immediately return to the upper five realms!

After all, Su Qingjiu helped me too much.

"Okay?" Lin Zhao asked from the side.

"Well, that's it."

"Okay, let's have some porridge."

Lin Zhao lifted up the casserole and filled the porridge for the two of them. The casserole porridge was made with fish fillets. The fish fillets were from the twelve realm snakeheads. Lin Zhao was not stingy with Su Qingjiu and Zhi Zhi.

The kind that uses everything good directly.

So, the three of them sat together in the bamboo forest and drank porridge.

"Little wine."

After taking two sips, Zhi Zhi put down the spoon, looked at Su Qingjiu, and said, "Where did your sword-shin telepathy come from?"

"ah?"

Su Qingjiu was a little embarrassed, glanced at Lin Zhao, and then smiled: "Actually, there is nothing that can't be said... When I was still young, the news of Lin Zhao's brother's death in battle spread to the south. Although the master kept suppressing the news,

A senior sister accidentally let it slip. At that time, I learned that Brother Lin Zhao was no longer here, and I was devastated... A few years later, after my master passed on all his sword intent and sword skills to me, she entered the Thirteenth Realm.

After ascending to the upper realm, as soon as Master left, I felt even more like I was the only one left in the world, and no one loved me or loved me..."

Her eyes were slightly red and she said: "So when I returned to the true realm from the Galaxy Realm, I sat every day in the back mountain where my master taught me the way of swordsmanship, practicing alone. At that time, I felt very disappointed with the whole world.

I feel that what I pursue should be a higher level of swordsmanship, not limited to the human world, so... During those days, I blended more and more divinity into my sword intention, but less and less humanity, so that when I stepped into

At the moment of returning to the true state, the sword heart formed is full of divinity, and the sword path opened up becomes the sword heart that connects the gods."

"..."

Lin Zhao put down his spoon, looked at Xiao Jiu'er blankly, and said, "I've suffered a lot for you these years, Xiao Jiu'er."

"No, I'm not working hard."

Su Qingjiu had a sore nose and said: "Brother Lin Zhao blew up his body to pieces for the sake of this world. It must be very painful. Over the years, I shed tears when I think of brother Lin Zhao, and how hard I have endured.

Forget it, it’s not even worth one ten thousandth of the pain from Brother Lin Zhao..."

Lin Zhao's eyes were slightly red.

Zhi Zhi said: "Xiao Jiu'er, I have a worry."

"Say, Sister Zhizhi."

"Now that you have met the adults again, it can be seen from your eyes that your divinity is getting less and less, but your humanity is getting more and more. If such a result, will it affect your Kenshin Tong?"

Will God’s state of mind and combat power be weakened?”

"It's okay."

Su Qingjiu smiled lightly: "Sister Zhi Zhi, I have stood at this position and have a panoramic view of the kendo scenery of the Twelve Realms. Do you think a little change in mood will affect the strength? Besides, seeing Lin again

Brother Zhao, for me, it is not weakening, but becoming stronger. Every time I use my sword in the future, I will have more reasons, right? Brother Lin Zhao fights for the world of the human race, and the same goes for every time Xiao Jiuer uses his sword.

Not only for the world, but also for Brother Lin Zhao."

"That's it..."

Zhi Zhi chuckled: "That's good, that's good."

Lin Zhao frowned and said: "Xiao Jiu'er, you are already a peak sword cultivator in the twelfth realm, haven't you ever thought about entering the ascending realm in the thirteenth realm? No matter what, the sword cultivator in the thirteenth realm will be stronger.

The ability to protect will also be stronger.”

He was just worried about Xiao Jiu'er's safety, fearing that her level was not high enough and that she would not be able to defeat those powerful opponents.

"Well, don't worry..."

Su Qingjiu smiled slightly and said: "Master once passed down a decree from the upper realm, telling me not to rush to break through the realm. I think there must be a reason. Isn't this... Lin Wanhua from the Fusu Great Wall also suppresses the realm~~

~”

"That's it..."

Lin Zhao nodded, not really understanding. His level was low and he couldn't control many things.

It doesn't matter, as long as my little wine is fine.


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