Snow in winter comes early and goes late in the north.
This is especially true in the north. In the cold winter, the nomads will become extraordinarily united. The women will gather together to work hard during the day, and the men will go out to herd together, looking for those who are still alive in the ice and snow.
Fresh grass.
"Brother Ye, you said that they will encounter frozen lakes and broken ice fields in winter. If they fall in, their lives will be in danger. Why don't they find a safer place to live?"
In the early morning, a majestic man rides a horse, waving the horse pole in his hand, and strives to drive the sheep in front. The loud shouts are like the original grassland songs. To them, winter is
It doesn't seem scary at all.
Hong Qingyan didn't understand. In today's era, when most people live in small bungalows, why are there still such nomadic people risking their lives to wander on the prairie?
"It's not that they don't want to look for it, it's that they can't."
"The reason why nomadic people are called nomadic is ultimately caused by the word "herd". In fact, if you think about it, you will know. With so many cattle, sheep and horses, what do they eat?"
Ye Feng gently held Hong Qingyan's waist. This completely opposite lifestyle was something that a southerner like her could not understand so quickly.
"Can't we reclaim wasteland?"
Hong Qingyan thought for a while and said.
In the north of Xuanyuan Kingdom, people joked about it as the Great Northern Wilderness in the last century, but now it has become a rich food production base.
"A soldier who throws away his spear is no longer a real soldier, and a man who throws away his horse pole is no longer a hada in a woman's mind."
"This is a kind of belief. Every nation has its own belief. You are worried about their survival in winter, but have you found that they are worried about themselves?"
Ye Feng carried Hong Qingyan onto the horse and drove towards the east.
"Changing the subject, why do they respect you so much?"
As Ye Feng said, although the real nomads are hospitable, they are not a tourist industry. It is not easy to live in their tents.
Not to mention, in such an icy and snowy environment, money can't buy it.
But the fact is that as soon as Ye Feng came, the nomadic people here willingly gave up three tents to him. This shows that Ye Feng is highly respected here, and it is not an exaggeration to call him love.
"Because in the past, there would be enemies further north that they were all afraid of. They were a group of savage predators. Your husband and I have come so that those enemies no longer dare to trample on this land."
It's time to go see that battlefield.
Ye Feng flicked his whip and galloped wildly, causing Hong Qingyan in front of him to scream in panic.
Qinling Mountains, the base camp behind the miracle doctor sect, also known as Medicine God Valley, is here.
"Tian'er, do you really want to go?"
In the Frost Valley, a white-haired old man looked at the man in front of him who was immersed in the cold pool, with a sad look on his face and deep regret in his eyes.
You shouldn't have sent him to the north!
"I have to go!"
"Father, the king is calling me. Before I really take off the general's robe, the king's order is my life, and I will not hesitate to point to it with his sharp sword."
The man in the cold pool did not open his eyes, but the entire Frost Valley was filled with his domineering and decisive voice.
"Ye Feng."
"What a king of the north, who can make my son willingly sacrifice his life for him. This is the elixir I asked the Valley Master to refine for you. It cannot cure the blood in your body, but it can freeze your heart.
"
The old man left a box on the shore and finally sighed and left.
"Father!"
After the old man left, the man on the cold pool slowly opened his eyes. He chanted softly and looked at the direction in which the old man left with a complicated expression on his face.
If you look carefully at his eyes, it is not difficult to see that there are a lot of bloodshot eyes inside, and the ends of his hair floating on the cold pool are even more blood red.
This person was Ye Feng's former chief legion commander, Gai Jiutian. Although he is no longer the first legion commander, he is still the latter of Ye Feng's left and right arm.
"Mutian, I hope you will not disappoint the king."
Gai Jiutian's eyes gradually converged, and a large sword with black runes slowly rose from the bottom of the cold pool until it floated in front of him.
The most dangerous weapon in the North is known as the sword flowing with the blood of demons, the Black Blood Sword.
To the north of the Qinling Mountains, in a villa near the northern border, a master looked at the ice sculpture in front of him, his face was uncertain, and he was breathless!
Will he die? Should we still say it?
"What's the matter?"
A deep voice suddenly reached the ears of this grandmaster, which startled him immediately. He fell to his knees and trembled as he said:
"Sir, yes, there is information. Information about the person you specifically told me about."
Boom! One by one
Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the mountain peak, and the snow on the sitting ice sculpture fell apart with the roar, revealing the person hiding inside.
This is a tall and majestic man with a short haircut, a square face with Chinese characters, and starry eyes and sharp eyebrows. His face looks not only resolute, but also very handsome. The only flaw is the sleeve on the man's left arm.
It's empty!
"Speak clearly, every word is missed."
The man's eyes were more eager and his tone was domineering.
"yes!"
At that moment, the grandmaster told everything he had learned.
"In the competition of kings, is your surname Zhu worthy of calling yourself the king?"
"Go ahead and take back your position as the leader of the Martial Alliance. If I see you daring to act recklessly again next time you come back, I will cut your head off."
When the man raised his hand, a sword hidden in the snow flew out. It was a crimson war blade, the famous Blade Lieyang Knife.
"I don't dare, I absolutely don't dare."
"Sir, are you ready to leave? Can I follow you?"
The Grandmaster on the ground gritted his teeth and finally plucked up the courage to look up at the man in front of him.
"Are you sure you want to give up everything and come with me?"
The man was a little agitated.
"Sure!"
Such determination surprised the man. He said coldly:
"Since this is your own decision, then from now on you will be my subordinate and remember what I say, and you can only do what you want."
"Yu Nan, I never told you my name. I am Leng Wuming, commander of the Second Army of the North. From now on, you will be a guard by my side."
Leng Wuming put the Fierce Sun Knife into its sheath and shook off the snow on his body.
Leng Wuming, commander of the Second Army of the Northern Territory, said that your Excellency must definitely return to the Northern Territory. Is it possible that Ye Feng is the King of the Northern Territory?
I guess so!
Yu Nan became excited. He had heard how domineering the King of the North was in commanding the Third Division in Northern Jiangsu. He was the future general of the country!
Following the Lord is the same as following Ye Feng, the great general who governs the country. Yu Nan couldn't help but secretly sigh at how wise the decision he had just made was.
On this day, everyone who could receive the news turned their attention to the Northern Territory, and some people related to Ye Feng even set off to the Northern Territory in person.
Similarly, some people related to Zhu Guangbo are also heading to the north.
Imperial capital, Zhang family.
Zhang Wenyuan, who had just returned from overseas, after chatting with his brother Zhang Wenyu about a parliamentary meeting, came to a quiet courtyard of the Zhang family without stopping.
At this moment, Zhang Wenyuan was wearing a training uniform. Without his suit and leather shoes, his face no longer had the same vitality as before, but instead had a sharp and sharp look on his face.
"teacher!"
Zhang Wenyuan woke up from his meditation and bowed respectfully to the old man in white robe in front of him, who was one of the top figures in the entire Xuanyuan Kingdom, the Grand Master of the Pavilion, Zhao Gongming.
"How many times have I told you that you don't need to follow this set of rules with me."
Zhao Gongming's tone was filled with displeasure.
Although they say they are dissatisfied, they are very satisfied in their hearts. Since ancient times, teachers have been respected and Taoism has always been respected. Teachers will not force their disciples to treat them, but whether the latter are willing to respect them and how much respect they have depends on their daily behavior.
Don't worry.
All in all, even if I don't take it seriously, but you don't take it seriously either, that's another matter.
"Once a teacher, always a father. Teacher, please sit down!"
Zhang Wenyuan waved his hand and said.
"Have you ever neglected your practice overseas?"
In fact, this sentence is redundant.
How could Zhao Gongming not know Zhang Wenyuan's cultivation level? If he hadn't helped to suppress and hide it, the latter would have realized the divine way by now.
"I always feel like something is missing."
Zhang Wenyuan looked at Zhao Gongming, he knew something was missing.
"You don't have to look at me, old man."
"I came here today just to talk to you about this matter. Go to the north to find Ye Feng. You can have a good experience there. It will just consolidate your cultivation and kill two birds with one stone."
No actual combat!
This is Zhang Wenyuan's flaw. His talent in martial arts is one aspect, but how well he can perform in combat is another aspect.
"good!"
Zhang Wenyuan nodded immediately.
Ye Feng!
It's Ye Feng again. In fact, he came back this time not just for Ye Feng. The Zhang family owes Old Bei Wang, and it should be enough for him to use two generations to repay the generation he chose.
"Would you feel aggrieved if you were asked to take action against Ye Feng?"
Zhao Gongming asked directly.
"Birds choose good trees to roost. If Ye Feng is really extraordinary in any way, I won't be happy in time. But then again."
"Teacher, if you push Ye Feng out like this, won't he blame us two if he knows the truth in the future?"
Zhang Wenyuan looked helpless.
He is the only direct descendant of Zhao Gongming, the great master of the Pavilion. Although this status is noble, the risks are also extremely high. Frankly speaking, if he dares to be exposed, those people will deal with him a hundred times more viciously than they deal with Ye Feng.
"I'm just going to take the blame, why can't you beat the old man?"
"By the way, that kid now dares to openly order the people of the Third Division. Ge Nie is also doing nonsense. Ye Feng is now the next general of the country. There is no need to say anything to push him out to attract attention for you.
, the methods he found for himself are much better than our little tricks."
Zhao Gongming had a headache, which was very painful.
If it was exposed so early, what else would it mean to be on the edge of a knife? What made him even more depressed was that Ye Feng had done it himself.
