Going further, there are three red fire spirit camps with tens of thousands of people, forming a perfect glyph to protect the Chinese army's tent.
Huo Qianyao, accompanied by two fire spirit leaders of the same seventh level, Huo Qianjue and Huo Qianheng, bowed and saluted.
The extra 20,000 fire spirits and the two seventh-level leaders, apart from those exploded by killing the Yan clan infantry, the rest came from the 200,000 Terrors!
I'm afraid there aren't many warriors, and the explosion rate is low, but fortunately there are enough.
"Get up and let the soldiers have a good rest. It's up to you to take the city tomorrow!" Li Wenhao saw these three seventh-level soldiers, his eyes became slits with joy, and he felt really happy.
If we talk about gains, these newly added 20,000 fire spirits, twenty sixth-level fire spirit leaders, and two seventh-level leaders are the biggest gains in these days!
The overall strength of Langya Army has been greatly improved!
He now holds 30,000 fire spirits and 10,000 gold-armored warriors. His waist is straight and he is full of confidence. He feels like there is no one else in the world but me.
"We will definitely live up to the king's trust!"
Huo Qianyao and the other three saluted happily. Among them, Huo Qianjue and Huo Qianheng stayed behind to organize the army. Huo Qianyao followed behind Li Wenhao.
Entering the Chinese army's main tent, Wei Gu took two stewards from the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce and lay on a table filled with ledgers, calculating something.
"Your Highness, are you back?" Wei Gu heard the noise, stood up quickly, and came over excitedly with a ledger: "I have already calculated, this trip's business will be equivalent to my Black Gold Chamber of Commerce, one quarter
income."
"Okay, let's go quickly!" Li Wenhao took the account book and looked at it. There was no problem with the transaction prices and quantities of Xuantie, Lingjing, and various commodities. He handed it back to Wei Gu: "Remember, the conditions for my withdrawal are:
Two, the first established a stronghold in the Dilan plane.
Second, the Yan tribe handed over the Yan Emperor's order to rob the Tiechuan family!
Before tomorrow morning, if I don’t see Emperor Yan’s order, I will flatten the coal mountain!”
"Your Highness, I have remembered it all, but I don't understand. What kind of treasure is this Emperor Yan Token? Is it comparable to the Super Black Iron Mine in Meishan?" Wei Gu took the account book and was very puzzled.
"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask?" Li Wenhao frowned and reprimanded: "This Yandi Order is something that the leader of the Sun Tribe asked me to get back for them.
Since I, Li Wenhao, have promised my friend, I must do it!"
"Your Highness is an honest gentleman. I admire you. I'm going to leave now!" Wei Gu saw that the atmosphere was not right and hurried away.
As for the reasons given by Li Wenhao, he only believed half of them, and he was very suspicious that the Yan Emperor Order was related to the treasures in the desert ruins.
"Brother, I'm back!"
Not long after Wei Gu and his party left, the black boy Lulu, whom he hadn't seen for a few days, suddenly entered the tent shouting.
"Oh, Luru?"
Li Wenhao stood up in surprise, strode forward to greet him, and gave the black boy a hug: "Didn't you say that something happened and that you needed to go deep into the Hengduan Mountains? You're back in just a few days?"
After leaving Qiaoguan, Lulu led his men into the mountain. He didn't ask anything about the secrets of the Sun Tribe.
Thinking about it, you can guess a little bit. As an ancient tribe passed down from ancient times, how could it not have some friends?
"Hey, don't mention it!" Lulu sat down in annoyance, picked up the fried chicken on the table and ate: "My father asked me to take the token to find the Savage King, but I found it as soon as I entered the mountain.
The savage tribe responsible for liaison was massacred. The mountains are so deep, how could I possibly find them without savages to lead the way?
I might as well send a few people back to the tribe to report the news, and then I’ll come back. I’d rather follow you and beat the Yan tribe for fun!”
"Someone attacked the savage tribe, who is so bold?" Li Wenhao took out two more burgers and two bottles of Fatboy water and placed them on the table.
He looked a little surprised. He didn't expect Lulu to find the Savage King, nor did he expect that someone would dare to massacre the Savage tribe deep in the mountains.
It can't be those sects of Tianyi Dao. It would be nice if the barbarians didn't bully them on weekdays!
"It's a blood monster. I found this at the scene!" Lulu opened a bottle of Fat House water, waved his hand, and threw a white blood monster claw on the ground.
"Ice blood monster, Uncle Bing!"
Li Wenhao recognized it at a glance. It was the kind of ice blood monster in Uncle Bing's hand. There was also Aunt Xue's faint aura on this claw.
"That's him. On my way back, I met a seriously injured Tiandao monk. He said that Uncle Bing called himself the bishop of the Sand God Sect and was wandering around the outskirts of the Hengduan Mountains.
Regardless of whether they are humans or mysterious beasts, kill them on sight, specifically to cultivate blood monsters."
When Lulu said this, he added: "But this idiot dares to attack the savage tribe. He probably won't live long!"
"You are right. From the information I got, the Savage King Agulie is not a good-tempered person, and he is very protective of his shortcomings!" Li Wenhao nodded, acknowledging Lulu's words.
Uncle Bing provoked Qiankun Dao, Tianyi Dao and other sects.
Anyone who dares to provoke the eighth-level Savage King is simply seeking death.
Now that he has activated his bloodline, his combat power is infinitely close to the eighth level. He feels so powerful that he cannot compete with it at all.
What's more, the Savage King, an old monster who has been promoted to the eighth level for many years, and the sixth-level Ice Uncle, even with a group of sixth-level ice blood monsters, are not enough to slap him!
Inside Meishan Pass.
Shapu Youhe, Baimu Qingfu, Yanguangzu, and Yanhuo, four seventh-level officials, had different expressions after hearing Wei Gu's report.
Shapu Youhe and Baimu Qingfu both expressed their happiness.
"Li Wenhao wants to establish a stronghold in Dilan's plane. This is completely acceptable. As long as reinforcements come, we can regret it at any time!" Shapu Youhe shouted loudly and slammed the table hard: "I agree!"
Baimu Qingfu followed closely and said: "I have heard of the Yan Emperor Token. It is the Yan Emperor Token from ancient times.
Tens of thousands of years have passed, and I think this token is of no use, so I might as well give it to Langya.
There are four to five million troops in the Langya camp outside the city, as well as dozens of captured crystal cannons and hundreds of black iron cannons. We, the people, simply cannot hold it.
Guangzu, Yanhuo, you two adults, what do you think?"
"No, we can't agree to hand over Yan Emperor's order!" Yan Huo shook his head gloomily and refused.
"Why, isn't it just a broken token? Emperor Yan has been dead for more than ten thousand years, what's the use of keeping it?" Shapu Youhe was dissatisfied and almost got angry again.
"Brother Shapu, calm down for now and let me ask!"
Baimu Qingfu stopped Shapu Youhe and looked at Yanhuo: "Master Yanhuo, you have to think carefully. Do you really want to destroy the city and people for a piece of antique?
Don't forget, our regent has promised that you and I will jointly develop the super black iron mine in the back mountain.
Once occupied by Langya, will it be difficult to take it back?