The tribal fire was extinguished, and the scattered tribesmen gathered in the central area, huddled together, fearfully watching the black-robed cavalry with their cold, gleaming armor.
The ferocious foreign tribes were slaughtered in an instant, and no one could imagine how powerful they were.
The priest looked at Jiang Wen, hesitated for a moment, and then prostrated himself on the ground.
"Great Heavenly King, the subjects of the Guyuan clan are willing to gather under your glorious totem."
In this era, changing tribal leaders was commonplace. The tribesmen, who were always struggling for survival, couldn't feel the sense of belonging that civilized societies had. All they cared about was their stomachs and their livelihoods.
The fog lingered for a long time, and disasters were rampant. In this chaotic world, people were like grass, and the tribesmen without any status were like lambs to the slaughter, at the mercy of others.
Pulling out the scarlet long sword, Jiang Wenji inserted it into the ground and looked at the timid tribesmen.
"I am the Heaven-sent Lord, the King of all ages. You are the people of Taicang, and therefore my subjects, protected by Taicang, and will never suffer."
She waved her long sword in the ground, her black pupils filled with the majesty of an emperor.
"All that the sun and moon illuminate is the land of Taicang. All that the rivers reach are the subjects of Taicang."
Jiang Wen, standing behind her, felt a little awkward hearing this line, after all, he had written it. Then the warriors of Tianyuan City followed suit, and the momentum was indeed exciting.
"Now that you are my subjects, you will be the people of Taicang. You must learn the Taicang script. Do you understand?" Jiang Wenji looked around, feeling that the atmosphere was almost perfect, and turned to the priest.
"We will obey the orders of the noble Heavenly King," the priest said respectfully.
"Very good."
Jiang Wenji smiled with satisfaction, then looked around.
"Someone!" she shouted sharply, and the guards knelt beside her upon hearing this.
"Yes!"
"Divide into several small teams and scout the surrounding situation. The rest of you will set up camp on the spot, start a fire, and cook."
"Yes!" Clean and efficient, several cavalrymen split into several teams and left in different directions. The remaining warriors began to set up camp and cook on the spot.
Jiang Wenji and Jiang Wen led a guard of more than ten people, the strongest guards of Tianyuan City.
When the warriors of Tianyuan City entered the tribe, these tall and handsome warriors really opened the eyes of the tribesmen.
They were forthright and enthusiastic, and quickly mingled with the tribesmen.
The priest followed Jiang Wenji, with the guards surrounding him, vigilant about the surrounding situation.
Although they knew that with the Grand Priest present, the Heavenly King would not be harmed in any way, their duty was to eliminate all dangers.
Jiang Wen and Jiang Wenji chatted about the tribal territory, thinking it would be a good place to use as a frontline outpost.
Their expedition was a decisive decision made after receiving news from various sources. Jiang Wen felt that instead of passively being attacked from both sides, it would be better to take the initiative to break through one side and then strike the other.
After all, Tianyuan City was now strong and prosperous, no longer the weak force it once was. So Jiang Wenji chose to lead the expedition in person, leaving her trusted Jiang clan to guard the city. As long as they held Tianyuan City, with the help of the cultivators and the military equipment of Tianyuan City, even an army of 100,000 foreign tribesmen would not be able to conquer Tianyuan.
And she and Jiang Wen led 30,000 elite warriors to take the initiative to attack the foreign tribe army in the old land.
The two were discussing the next plan when a scout cavalryman came to report.
"Your Majesty, we have discovered enemy activity outside the tribe."
The warrior knelt on the ground, respectfully addressing Jiang Wenji.
Jiang Wenji turned around, her expression a little solemn: "What is the situation of the enemy?"
"It seems that there are only dozens of people. In our opinion, they seem to be chasing someone, but they are all heading here."
"I understand. Go and scout again, and I will make a plan later," Jiang Wenji dismissed the cavalryman, then looked at the tribal gathering place that had begun to be repaired.
This would be used as a military fortress for the expeditionary army, and the supplies and food for the expeditionary army would be stored here so that they could go further.
The barracks were placed not far from the tribe, and the damaged houses were reclaimed. The craftsmen hurried to build several temporary monarch's camps.
The tasks were assigned in an orderly manner, and the craftsmen led the original tribesmen to start the construction work.
"Priest."
"Heavenly King, what are your orders?" The priest placed his hand on his chest and said respectfully.
"I am going out for a while. I will leave the task of repairing the tribal land to you."
Jiang Wenji rode on a horse covered in black cloth armor, looking down at the old man. The guards followed behind him, with red silk fluttering on their long spears.
"If there are any mistakes, don't blame me for being ruthless." Jiang Wenji glanced at the priest and rode away.
Watching the departing figure, the priest breathed a sigh of relief. He had never felt such a great pressure on anyone else before, and the awe-inspiring majesty was hard to compare even with those powerful tribal leaders.
He looked at the faces of the Taicang tribesmen who came from nowhere. These subjects of the Heavenly King looked high-spirited, with a boldness in their eyes that they had never had before.
"What a magical King," the priest sighed. For him, there was nothing uncomfortable about joining a king, as long as he could protect the safety of the tribesmen, even if the other party was a notoriously昏君.
At this moment, not more than ten miles away from the tribe, a team of silver-armored cavalry was chasing two people.
One had a high nose bridge and a fierce face. He wore a robe with the Teng Snake totem, and his exquisite double-winged armor was covered in blood. The huge sword was engraved with patterns, and the hilt was inlaid with dazzling rubies.
This was a famous person. Being able to wield such a huge sword meant he was a mainstay even among the guards of Taicang King's Capital.
The other had enchanting features, and her animal skin coat set off her妖娆figure. Her fiery red hair fluttered in the wind, like a burning flame. Her pair of purple pupils shimmered with a different color, and she was indeed an excessively beautiful woman. She was holding a black-haired boy in her arms, and it was not easy to be noticed if one did not look closely.
The boy had delicate features, his black hair was tied into a ponytail, and his pure golden pupils looked at the red-haired woman, with eyes full of incomprehension and doubt.
"Sister, why are they trying to kill us?" The boy's voice was a little childish, perhaps because he had not yet grown up, but it sounded crisp and melodious.
The woman looked at the boy, reached out and stroked his head, and said softly.
"They are afraid of your existence, because you are the future kings of Licheng."
"Afraid, why is that?" The boy did not understand. He had never thought that he would one day encounter an assassination. He thought he would live a stable life forever, and then be enfeoffed as a marquis under the kings.
"We must get rid of them. These demonized warriors from the royal capital are not so easy to deal with," the guard next to her said calmly.
"I will stop them, you run away quickly, their conspiracy will not succeed. As long as公子Jiang is still alive, the orthodoxy of Licheng will not fall into the hands of others. You can go to Tianyuan City, which is the territory of Heavenly King Jiang Wenji's subjects."
The guard turned his horse and drew out his long sword from behind, watching the approaching pursuers.
"Give up. The monarch has ordered that the child must die," the leading pursuer pulled up his helmet, revealing a middle-aged, vicissitudes face. He watched the guard draw out his spear from his side.
"Hmph! Unless I die, don't even think about it! Otherwise,公子Jiang will not fall into your hands," the guard said firmly.
"Then don't blame me for being impolite!" The blue-robed man raised his spear, and dozens of cavalrymen behind him neatly took up their weapons.
"Charge!"
The speed of the horses became faster and faster, and finally turned into a gust of wind, rushing towards the lonely resisting figure.
The boy peeked out from his sister's arms and saw the knight who had been pierced by the spear.
"Chi!" The boy couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that the person who had been with him since childhood had died like this.
"Chi is no match for him. That person is one of the great warriors in the royal capital. Now we may be in some trouble," the woman sighed.
"Why! Sister. Why are the warriors of the royal capital treating us like this? Is it because of me?" Tears welled up in the boy's eyes as he choked and asked, looking at the guard who had fallen behind him.
She wanted to say something, but in the end, she just rubbed the boy's soft black hair: "When you become strong one day, you will understand everything."
Suddenly she seemed to feel something, raising her head to look at the plain not far away. At the dividing point of the horizon, a black iron cavalry was slowly approaching.
When the woman saw clearly, the pretty woman on the horse looked at her, her brow furrowed with some surprise.
"So it's you," Jiang Wenji asked, looking at her.
"Jiang Clan of Licheng, pays respects to the Heavenly King."
The woman jumped off her horse and knelt respectfully in front of her. The boy in her arms looked curiously at Jiang Wenji with tears in his eyes.
Perhaps because he had never seen such a woman, or perhaps because of his youthful ignorance, he did not have the awe of others.
The cavalry behind had already caught up, and they were less than a hundred meters away from Jiang Wenji, vigilantly watching these black-robed cavalry.
"Your Highness, please hand them over, this is the order of the royal capital," the blue-robed warrior walked out on a single horse and asked, watching Jiang Wenji.
"Why don't you kneel when you see the King?" The guard scolded, holding a long spear.
The blue-robed warrior gripped the spear tightly, watching Jiang Wenji. For a moment, the wind rose on the ground, and a battle was brewing.
