On the sea, a gentle breeze came. Zhang Debiao stood on the bow of the ship and smiled at the female sea general: "General, speaking of which, we are really destined. How many times have I boarded your ship?"
"The third time."
General Sundae also smiled and said: "But I advise you to give up the idea of pulling my sea tribe into an alliance with your barbarians. To be honest, your majesty is not optimistic about your southern border and the beast tribe. The strength of the God King Palace is so strong that it can overwhelm the country.
Their power will not be their opponent, let alone you two declining races? Brother De Biao, in my opinion, if the war really breaks out, it would be better for you to surrender as soon as possible. The Palace of the God King wants to unify the world, and I think there is another reason for coming.
I will definitely not destroy your race."
Zhang Debiao smiled slightly and said: "Are the barbarians from southern Xinjiang who surrendered still barbarians from southern Xinjiang?"
General Sundae's tone was stagnant, not knowing what to say.
After more than a month of long journey, Zhang Debiao finally returned to the main city of Southern Xinjiang, and he handed over the matter of arranging the settlement of the Sea Tribe to the lame man Langtu Wildhammer.
"Third uncle, has Elder Tumeng not come back yet?"
Langtu Wildhammer shook his head and said: "Elder Tumeng Maitreya has not come back since the election of the Saint of the God King Palace. The Council of Elders has elected Elder Titan to take his place."
Zhang Debiao sighed and thought to himself: "I'm afraid something has happened to Elder Tumeng. There are many masters in the God King Palace. Who did it..."
During his absence, the main city of Southern Xinjiang was still operating in an orderly manner under the leadership of his father Rock Wildhammer and the Temple Elders Council. At this moment, the main city of Southern Xinjiang was becoming more and more prosperous, and both business and martial arts were far from the same.
Far surpassing the other five major cities, it has become the new political center of southern Xinjiang.
Zhang Debiao even saw many unfamiliar faces in the city. They should be southern Xinjiang people who had migrated from other major cities. These people included not only civilians, but also aristocratic families from the five major cities.
The first to migrate over were of course the Moro family from Tianmang City who had a deep friendship with Zhang Debiao.
The migration of aristocratic families will naturally conflict with the original power structure of the main city of Southern Xinjiang. These aristocratic families are not as simple as the natives of Southern Xinjiang. They are eager to gain power and wealth in the new main city and share the benefits.
Except for a few well-known aristocratic families such as Moro, other families in the city were not restless, and several bloodshed incidents had already occurred. Most of the masters in southern Xinjiang had gone to the western countries to gain experience and increase their strength. As a result, the city's defense was weak. Only then
Let the aristocratic family flourish.
"If these aristocratic families use it well, it is a sharp knife. If they use it incorrectly, they will cut their own hands."
Zhang Debiao thought for a moment and said: "It seems that it is time to give these aristocratic families a knock, so that they can realize who has the biggest fist and who is the master of southern Xinjiang!"
"Uncle Third, have you seen that guy from Brother Tai?"
"You mean the tiger?"
Lame Langtu looked strange and hesitated: "A month ago, it carried back a big house from nowhere, dropped it in mid-air, smashed the city lord's mansion to pieces, and then ran away..."
Zhang Debiao felt strange in his heart. As he walked and talked, he said, "What is the City Lord's Mansion?"
"That's your manor." Lame Langtu said with a smile: "The emperor has issued an order to allow the construction of a city and a mansion in southern Xinjiang, and has made you the lord of the new main city and the sixth barbarian king, so Elder Titan renovated and expanded your manor.
It will be doubled and used as the city lord’s palace.”
Zhang Debiao walked to his manor, his face suddenly turned dark. He saw that the manor had turned into a big pit at this moment. In the pit was the thirteenth floor of the mage tower. Someone symbolically pulled up a wall, leaving a gap in the middle.
At the door, several people from southern Xinjiang stood guarding it.
Walking in, Manzi's face turned even darker. Apart from the thirteenth floor tower, there was only one small house in the manor. There was a plaque hanging on it with the words "City Lord's Mansion" written on it. It was shabby and shabby, not even as good as a shabby house in the slums.
.
"This is where I, the city lord, work?"
Zhang Debiao looked up and saw a line of words written on the thirteenth floor tower, crookedly: "Aman, I'm sorry for destroying your house, but I feel very happy (I mean happy, Brother Tai spelled it wrong)
, I went out to play..." Apparently, it should have been written by Brother Tai.
The word "Hi Fart" was spelled incorrectly. The tiger made several slashes with his paw, and then re-spelled it underneath. The result was still wrong.
Brother Tai corrected it four times, and finally angrily wrote a line of small words under the tiger, saying: "I can't write, as long as you can understand it!"
…
"I wonder how Master Huo Shan is doing now?"
Zhang Debiao took another trip to the Huxiao Mountains to visit Master Huoshan and his disciples. Master Huoshan has many disciples, and now he has turned the volcano in the Huxiao Mountains into another Iron Furnace Valley, where tauren alchemists live and live, and interact with each other.
Ironforge is no different.
The barbarians looked around and couldn't help but admire Master Huo Shan's alchemy skills. In just a few months, the place had changed a lot. Many barbarians also helped here, built many workshops, became blacksmiths, and forged weapons.
There are also many tauren alchemists in the workshop, busy enchanting weapons.
He picked up a weapon casually, tapped it with his fingers, and found that these weapons were all top-grade. Although they were not as good as legendary weapons, they were many times more sophisticated than the wooden sticks and iron guns originally used by the barbarians in southern Xinjiang!
"With this batch of weapons, our strength in Southern Xinjiang will be doubled!"
Seeing Zhang Debiao, Master Huoshan's disciple Tobis and others always felt a little unhappy. It was this barbarian who destroyed their Iron Furnace Valley, causing them to leave their homes and settle in southern Xinjiang. But this barbarian is the new Iron Furnace Valley.
The master, they also had to bow their heads.
"The tutor is meeting with guests, please wait." Tobis said reluctantly.
"guest?"
Zhang Debiao frowned and suddenly saw Master Gran walking out of a workshop. He quickly went up to meet him and said with a smile: "Master, you are here too!"
Master Gran's strong wife came out of the workshop, patted him on the shoulder with great heroism, and laughed loudly: "The old man heard that a great master of alchemy came, so he hurried over to become his disciple. Now he is also Huoshan."
Disciple of the Master!"
Master Gran's face turned red with embarrassment, and he said calmly: "That's not the case, that's not the case..."
Zhang Debiao said with a smile: "I still admire Master Huo Shan for his thoughtfulness. By the way, what guests are Master Huo Shan seeing?"
"It seems to be the Barbarian King of Blackwater City."
"The Lord of Blackwater City? Is he Aldan Wildhammer?"
Zhang Debiao's heart moved. Aldan Wildhammer was the Barbarian King of Blackwater City and a direct descendant of Holy Father Amuli, while Zhang Debiao's lineage was only a collateral line.
He had never met Aldan Wildhammer. He had only heard about his deeds from Zaid. At that time, he was the general of the Zhu Kingdom in Black Flag Town. He had fought against the Holy Mage of the Undead, regardless of whether
Victory or defeat.
Zhang Debiao strode towards Master Huoshan's house. Tobis was about to stop him, but found that he could not get close to him at all, so he was pushed away by a burst of fighting spirit. Before Zhang Debiao could reach the door, he heard something inside
A young man's voice came and said: "Master Huoshan, what Lord Debiao City can provide you, I, Blackwater City, can also provide you. In our southern Xinjiang, we respect strength, and a master like Lord Debiao, in our south
Among the many masters in Xinjiang, he can only be ranked in the middle of the pack. With his strength, he cannot guarantee your safety, Master Huoshan."
Master Huo Shan hesitated and said, "Have you seen De Biao Manhammer?"
The young man hesitated and said, "No."
Master Huo Shan smiled and said: "I see, you'd better please come back."
The young man was still waiting for further persuasion, but Master Huo Shan had already stood up, so he had to say: "Master may still not believe it, but in a few days, I am afraid that De Biao Man Hammer will not even be able to keep his position as Barbarian King!"
The two walked out of the room. Zhang Debiao looked up and saw that the person talking to Master Huo Shan was a handsome young man, followed by two servants.
The barbarians living in the forests of southern Xinjiang often have thick eyebrows, big eyes, and strong looks, but this young man has a slim and slim figure, with a more gentle and gentle temperament.
"Aldan can't be so young. Could he be his son?"
Zhang Debiao was confused. The young man also noticed him and found that he was no different from other southern Xinjiang people. He thought he was a southern Xinjiang boy learning blacksmithing skills from Master Huo Shan, so he didn't take it to heart. He was about to stride over, only to hear something behind him.
Master Huo Shan smiled and said: "Brother Aman, it is impolite to eavesdrop on other people's conversations."
Zhang Debiao smiled and said: "Master, are you still used to living here?"
"Fortunately, the scenery here is more beautiful than our Orc Continent, but there are always some inexplicable people who come to make trouble." Master Huo Shan said and glanced at the young man.
The two servants snorted angrily and took a step forward. The young man did not lose his temper. He stretched out his hand to stop them. He looked at Zhang Debiao and said with a smile: "Are you Debiao Wild Hammer?"
Zhang Debiao nodded, looked at him again, and said: "Are you Aldan's son? Your cultivation level is not weak at all. You have already reached the level of the Dou Qi transformation stage."
The young man was shocked, and the arrogance on his face lessened a bit. He bent down and said respectfully: "General Zhu is the ancestor of our family, and the villain's name is Tuoba."
Zhang Debiao said with a smile: "Based on seniority, General Ardan and I are equals, so we should treat each other as brothers. Speaking of which, you still want to call me uncle!" After that, he burst into laughter.
The two servants suddenly became furious, and Tuoba's face changed slightly. Then he lowered his head, took out a gold-plated invitation, and said with a smile: "My uncle, our ancestor is critically ill, so he sent a villain to deliver the invitation to discuss the matter after his death.
Where should Jiang go? Not long ago, I went to the city lord's mansion and found that my uncle was not there. I didn't expect to meet him here."
Zhang Debiao took the invitation, looked through it, and asked doubtfully: "Aldan is going to die? Besides me, who else was invited?"
Tuoba Gong said respectfully: "My ancestor is already one hundred and twenty-seven years old, and he has not yet broken through the final realm to become a fighting saint. The deadline has come. My ancestor thought about it, but he couldn't let go of the future of Southern Xinjiang, so he wanted to call a meeting
The barbarian kings held a meeting to arrange funeral arrangements. In addition to my uncle and the city lords of other cities, my ancestor also invited the commanders of all the major armies in the army to discuss the successor of General Zhu Guo."
Zhang Debiao was silent for a moment. He originally thought that Aldan Wildhammer would break through to the realm of Fighting Saint and become his greatest resistance, but he did not expect that the general of the Zhu Kingdom was lying on the bed waiting to die.
The lifespan of people in southern Xinjiang is not long, and the end is approaching at the age of fifty. Aldan has profound cultivation, and it is considered remarkable to live to more than a hundred years old.
"You reply to General Aldan and say I will definitely be there."
Tuoba bowed his head and said yes, walking backwards out of the Iron Furnace Valley to show respect. After leaving the Iron Furnace Valley, he raised his head. The cool breeze blew, and he couldn't help but shudder. He reached out and touched his back, and found that
Cold sweat actually wetted my clothes.
One of the servants said angrily: "Young Master, why were you so respectful to that country untouchable just now? You have lost your identity as Young Master for nothing!"
Tuoba wiped away the fine cold sweat on his forehead, shook his head and said: "He can see my level of cultivation at a glance. My cultivation level is really unfathomable! When he looked at me, I felt that my fighting spirit was suppressed and I couldn't move.
With a single movement, he is almost as good as my ancestor, which is really scary! Besides, he is my uncle, so it is natural to be respectful to him, as it will not lose my identity."
The two servants were horrified. Just their gazes could make people lose their fighting spirit. Their cultivation was really terrifying to the extreme!
Another servant hesitated for a moment and said: "Young Master, did you say he heard the conversation between you and Master Huo Shan just now?"
"I must have heard it." Tuoba thought for a moment and said: "With his cultivation, our conversation cannot be hidden from his ears. But with his status, he should not take action against us... Well, he is disdainful.
Yu takes action against us!"
"No wonder that old guy Zong Moro always said to everyone that a fighting saint was about to appear in our southern border. I originally thought he was bragging for De Biao Manhammer, but I didn't expect that when I saw him today, it turned out to be the case... He has cultivated to the point where fighting spirit can take shape.
The first state of the world, every step forward in the future will be full of difficulties, and many masters have even been trapped in the first state for decades and cannot break through. Is this Debiao Manhammer really the genius that Zong Moro said was rare in a thousand years?
…”
Tuoba sighed and said: "I told Master Huo Shan just now that De Biao Manhammer will lose his identity as the city lord in a few days. I'm afraid he is laughing at me now, right?"
In the New Iron Furnace Valley, Zhang Debiao weighed the gilded invitation and stuffed it into his arms. Master Huo Shan smiled and said: "Brother Aman, that person just wanted to poach you, why didn't you punish him?"
"Can he dig away?"
Zhang Debiao shook his head and smiled: "If Aldan came in person, the master might still be moved. Now among the barbarians in southern Xinjiang, he is the only one worthy of my action. I didn't expect that he is about to die..."
Thinking of this, he sighed in his heart. If Aldan dies, the barbarians in Southern Xinjiang will have one less master who can compete with the Sword Master, and the barbarian kings in the other five major cities in Southern Xinjiang will also be ready to make a move. This is really not the case.
Good thing.
"By the way, Master..." Zhang Debiao took out the Hill Hammer from the space ring and said with a smile: "My weapon is broken again, please repair it..." (To be continued)