Yang Muyun asked Nazha: "Your tribe must have gone south many times, right?"
Nazha replied: "Our tribe goes south every year. Anyway, if we don't go south, those hypocritical and cunning humans will sneak into our territory, assassinate and destroy, and weaken our strength. They are very annoyed and must beat them up.
You can only be afraid.”
Yang Muyun nodded.
It is no secret that human hunters are hunting, and they have been staring at the barbarians for many years.
This tradition has been around for a long time, and no one knows the original reason, it is just a repetition year after year.
However, in Yang Muyun's view, this is clearly human fear of barbarians.
There is no substantial physiological difference between barbarians and humans, and there is no reproductive isolation. There are not only mixed-race barbarians in human society, but also many of them. These mixed-race barbarians can still reproduce normally.
It’s just that the barbarians are taller than humans, have stronger body shape, grow faster, and have higher upper limits.
Barbarians are also born with a leader aura, and creatures from other races are willing to follow the barbarians to go south, causing a powerful impact on the human world.
This further encourages human fear, and does its best to weaken the barbarians and wants to kill the danger in the cradle.
This is a contradiction that is doomed to be irreconcilable.
Unless humans drive all the barbarians out of control, or the barbarians regain control of the civilized world.
As for why...
Laxida once said that the ancestors of the barbarians were once the masters of this continent.
"Chief Nazha, what are your strategic goals for going south?"
After saying that, Nazha laughed and said, "Snatch away human money and then when they meet their caravan, they can exchange money for things. And those women are so beautiful, they are so tender and tender, but it's a pity that they
No need to make trouble."
Yang Muyun was speechless.
This is clearly a bandit, robber, and you can leave after you get a vote.
Yang Muyun asked bluntly: "Did you never think about capturing a human city and migrating the tribe?"
Nazha shook his head in horror, "Chief Yun, you can't have such an idea. It's too dangerous! The human city is not something we can defend."
"Why?"
Nazha said: "Think about it, that city was built by humans, and there must be many secret passages inside. In the past, a large tribe wanted to occupy a city of humans, but humans were touched into the city along the tunnel and came.
A large tribe with thousands of warriors disappeared overnight.”
"What if we could master all the secret passages?"
Nazha said disapprovingly: "What do the tribe eat and drink? Are they gathering and hunting on the edge of the city? Isn't that going to be attacked by humans as targets? By then, in the autumn and winter, they will be robbing us!"
Yang Muyun was speechless, and this big guy made sense.
Nazar said again: "And once we occupy the city, we will attract a large army of human beings and the angels of the Holy See. Even if we block it, we will suffer heavy losses. When we return to our hometown, we will be annexed by other tribes."
Finally, Nazha said earnestly: "Brother, when we go south to rob, we must have the awareness of robbery. If we get some good things, we will leave quickly."
Then Naza talked about his experiences and thoughts about robbery.
For example, you can grab food in a village, you can grab iron in a town, and there are beautiful women in a beautiful house in a town.
The main goal is the church. When you see this thing, you must destroy it, and then bring back the statues of gods, crosses, badges and flags.
Although these things cannot be eaten or used, they can be sacrificed to ancestors as sacrifices and receive gifts from ancestors.
It is precisely for this reason that many large tribes who don’t have to worry about food and drink are more keen on going south, and prefer to attack those towns and cities.
As he said that, Nazha pointed to the magic tower on the mountain.
"Little brother, this is a good thing. You'd better take it back and wait for the children of your tribe to come to life as a sacrifice. It will definitely add several warriors favored by gods to your tribe."
Yang Muyun thought to himself: This is not necessary, I will sacrifice every few days.
Seeing that Yang Muyun didn't speak, Nazha continued to persuade: "You can't be too greedy. Although you are good at strength, you are just a tribe after all, and your foundation is shallow."
Yang Muyun asked, "What if I want to go south and subvert the Holy See?"
Nazha, who was shaking his head like a rattle just now, jumped up excitedly, "Don't! Fuck the miscellaneous things in the Holy See! Our Cedar Tribe all listened to you, and I will give this life to you!"
But after saying that, Nazha patted Yang Muyun on the shoulder.
"Brother, let's just say this, don't take it seriously. The Holy See has the entire civilized world as a backing. They have strong foundations and rich resources. Even if they lose a hundred times, they won't hurt their muscles. But we only need to lose once
, it was completely gone.”
It’s not Nazha, but there are too many powerful barbarian leaders in history, who are even favored by gods, have rules, and have hundreds of thousands or millions of servants.
But as long as they dare to attack the heartland of the civilized world, they will fall without exception.
By the same token, the Holy See launched a jihad and launched a jihadist attack on the hearts of the North, and they all ended in failure and could only slowly erode and advance in the border areas.
It seems that there is an invisible force that restricts both sides.
Yang Muyun shook his head.
From the beginning, he just wanted to go south to travel and kill the four northern countries.
But the Holy Light guided Yang Muyun a way forward.
Who said that the Holy Light is the patent of the Holy See?
I now have the power of holy light, so why can't I become a teacher of justice?
To deceive the people and deceive believers, you are also professional, and more professional, and there are many professional methods to use.
"What if those cities open their gates and welcome us into it? What if humans crawl and kneel down and worship and believe in us?"
Yang Muyun pointed to the well-behaved and obedient pastors and said.
Nazha stopped talking.
If those lackeys from the Holy See fell into the hands of the Cedar Tribe, they must have been cut and roasted.
Because the lackeys of the Holy See never surrender, either try their best to resist being killed or find an opportunity to commit suicide.
For them, death is not terrible, what is terrible is that they cannot ascend to heaven after death.
Surrender heresy can only live for decades more, but after death, the soul will suffer from torture and punishment for thousands of years.
However, when these lackeys of the Holy See's Holy See, they all shook their heads and tails, rushing to surrender and show their loyalty.
What's going on?
Is it just because the flower planting parents are white and handsome?
Nazha touched his bearded man who was like a steel needle and gradually fell into deep thought.
At this time, the pastor who had just surrendered ran to Yang Muyun, nodded and said, "Great Chosen Man, the Judgment Conference is ready, and all human prisoners of war are gathered together. When do you see when will it start?"
Nazha suddenly realized, "By the way, what is the chosen one?"
Yang Muyun thought to himself: Is this title of something special?
Yang Muyun pretended to say, "Don't you know the chosen one? You, explain it to him!"
When the priest heard this, he immediately raised his head and explained to Nazha: "The chosen one is the chosen one of the gods. When the end of the darkness comes, the chosen one will appear, and call on the believers to smash the darkness together.
, Return to the light. Afterwards, all followers will receive God’s gift and ascend to heaven!”
After saying that, the pastor nodded and bowed again, "Great chosen man, I follow you because of my respect and faith in you, and it is definitely not for ascending to heaven!"
Yang Muyun nodded, patted the pastor on the shoulder and said, "That's right! I can feel your piety! Do it well, I will definitely not treat you badly."
The priest suddenly narrowed his eyes, his face full of enjoyment, and his bones all over his body were lighter. (To be continued)