Boom!
The dull drum sound seemed to resound directly in everyone's hearts, spreading throughout the Holy Mountain and beyond.
"It's a war drum! Ninety-nine times!"
Mo He, who was practicing on the school ground, was startled, and then he stroked the blade of his scimitar: "Besides starting a war with outside cultivators, there is no other reason to use this 'Barbarian Blood Drum'."
"Why do we have to go to war with outside cultivators just for the territory of these hundreds of thousands of mountains?"
Fang Yuan was a little confused.
The cultivators are not a secular dynasty and do not pay much attention to territory and the like.
As for precious mineral deposits, rare medicinal materials, and monster materials, it may be more cost-effective to collect them through merchants or spies.
Start a war over this? In his opinion, it was a completely loss-making business.
"For the specific reason, I can only make some guesses, but you have to know that our Shiwandashan is very special!" Mohe looked solemn.
"This is... after all, it is the land that raised our barbarians." Fang Yuan nodded.
At least he knew that among outside practitioners, there was no such thing as totem.
Obviously, the barbarian bloodline in Shiwanda Mountain is very unusual.
"That's not it… "
Mo He lowered his voice: "In the outside world, there are countless treasures with richer aura than our Hundred Thousand Mountains and twice as many natural materials and earthly treasures. Even the understanding of those human beings is better than that of our barbarians. After overcoming the tribulation and becoming immortals, the fighting strength of both sides will be the same." Not much difference.”
Before overcoming the tribulation, with the help of the totem dharma, the barbarians could have a certain advantage in a one-on-one duel in the same realm, but after overcoming the tribulation, it was the human immortals who were faintly superior.
"That being said, it is indeed very special!" Fang Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Master, what are your guesses?"
"My teacher's idea may be that the accident here is related to the devil's calamity..." Mo He said: "My teacher has also talked with outside practitioners and knows that in their practice, they not only have inner demons and heavenly calamities, but also attacks from external demons! "
"External demon?" Fang Yuan was startled.
"That's right, the extraterrestrial demon!"
Mo He said: "This is a natural evil demon with a habit of killing and growing very fast. It seems that there will always be sporadic alien demons coming to the outside world. It is the calamity of external demons among the three disasters and nine disasters! This kind of demon, a single one It is easy to kill them, but it seems that every thousands or even tens of thousands of years, there will always be a period of time when a large number of extraterrestrial demons will come at the same time, which is a terrible disaster for the cultivation world!"
"Why... I have read a lot of books before, but there is no record of this?" Fang Yuan was very confused.
"Because... in our 100,000 Mountains, there has never been an outside demon coming. Even if a demonic disaster occurs in the outside world, it is rarely affected!" Mo He took a deep breath.
"So special?"
Fang Yuan's eyes widened: "The entire world is harassed by extraterrestrial demons, except Shiwandashan?"
"That's right. Even though our ancestral home of the Barbarian Sect is strong, it is very difficult to be able to protect a mountain of 100,000 yuan in a small place." Mohe sighed.
…
"Fellow barbarian tribesmen, there are outside immortals who want to kill my compatriots and seize my territory. We immortals will never agree!"
"In our ancestral court of the Barbarian Sect, all the immortal ancestors have discussed together and hereby issue an order: First, all tribes suspend fighting and unanimously deal with the outside world! Second, all monks in the deification realm go to the top of the Holy Mountain to discuss important matters! Third, form nine war departments and prepare Fight!"
…
A loud voice suddenly spread throughout the Holy Mountain and the Barbarian Palace.
Fang Yuan knew as soon as he heard it that he belonged to Mantong Immortal.
"I've gone to become a teacher, so be careful!"
Mohe took a deep look at Fang Yuan, turned around and turned into a ray of sword light, rushing towards the top of the holy mountain.
"I'm afraid that those who have gone to the deified realm are just accepting tasks. The real high-level leaders of the barbarians are still those immortal ancestors!"
Fang Yuan rubbed his eyebrows: "Is the Hundred Thousand Mountains so special? A paradise under attack by extraterrestrial demons? Then I'm afraid I have to recalculate my estimate of the strength of these barbarian immortals."
To be able to still defend the Hundred Thousand Mountains under such great pressure, there must be a secret card in the ancestral court of the Barbarian Sect.
Even if it doesn't work, the strength must be very strong.
"The devil from outside the territory, the devil from nowhere... outside the world boundary? Could it be from the chaos?"
A series of events made Fang Yuan touch his chin and his eyes could not help but shine.
…
The orders of the barbarian sect's ancestral court are no different from the oracles in Shiwan Mountain.
Wherever the order passed, even tribes with blood feuds temporarily stopped fighting and allowed themselves to be sent by the messengers from the Holy Mountain.
Soon, nine war departments with more than 10,000 people were formed and marched to the battlefield in a mighty manner.
Among the Xingge tribe, one of the nine war divisions.
Fang Yuan was riding on the war beast, looking at the vast and endless army, and couldn't help but nod secretly: "Every one of these ten thousand war corps is a practitioner, and even the lowest level of plundering can use totems!"
"Here, those in the plundering realm are just the most basic warriors, those in the Dharma phase realm can become captains of ten, those in the Yuandan realm can be commanders of hundreds or thousands, and those in the deification realm can be the highest commanders! I don't know if there are any immortals. Hidden in it!”
Fang Yuan was extremely repelled by this kind of battle between cultivators.
Wouldn't it be nice to let him simply practice until he has the power to protect himself
How could the two sides start a war just because they disagree
It should be noted that in such a battlefield with tens of thousands of cultivators, even those who are powerful in the deification realm are likely to perish!
Even immortals cannot say that they are safe!
If it's for some peerless treasure or the foundation of enlightenment, let's just say it. Other reasons are really innocent.
However, at this time, unless he betrayed the Holy Mountain and was hunted down all over the world as a deserter, there was really no way out.
"If I defect at this time... the price will be too high. Not only will the barbarians immediately become blood feuds, but outside cultivators will not accept me... Then I will really be the enemy of the world. My cultivation level is too low at this time, and my heart can't bear it... Fortunately... With my life-preserving ability, I am still very hopeful if I just want to protect myself.”
Fang Yuan's biggest advantage at this time is that he appears to be in the realm of Dharma! However, the true combat power has reached the realm of deification, and no one knows it yet.
In this way, unless the superiors are determined to send him to die, ordinary military tasks should definitely not be difficult for him.
If he was really sent on a death mission, Fang Yuan would definitely not miss him and leave directly with the help of the Pantheon.
Even if the road ahead is more difficult, it is still better than dying right away.
"Centurion, we are about to arrive at the Death Prairie! The commander above has ordered that the enemy forces in the prairie this time are mainly responsible for the three war departments of Xing Ge, Xing Hen, and Xing Hui! The Bright Moon and Lie Sun War Departments are responsible Assistance!"
A bloodline warrior ran over and said loudly.
"good!"
The three war divisions at the top of the star were actually mobilized from the tribes to which the Beichen tribe belonged, and were specifically responsible for fighting on the Death Prairie.
As for the other four major tribes' four war departments, they still have to garrison Yingchou Gorge and Liujin River respectively.
"It seems... the Death Plain is the main battlefield this time. Fifty thousand troops have been mobilized!"
Fang Yuan shook his head.
This is no ordinary mortal army, but 50,000 cultivators! The essence of the barbarians in the entire Shiwanda Mountain is here.
…
"Meet the Commander!"
The army arrived at the grassland and set up camp. Fang Yuan followed a group of centurions and thousands of captains and saw his commander in the king's tent.
"Outside cultivators have invaded my Shiwanda Mountain again. They are really bullying others!"
On the main seat, a barbarian wearing a horned helmet roared loudly: "But we have a geographical advantage and we have the immortal ancestors. Brothers, we must work harder to keep all these people here."
"As you command!"
Fang Yuan drifted with the crowd, shouting along with his colleagues.
From the corner of his eye, he kept sizing up the leader of the deified realm.
"Well... this person should be Wu Man, the second-grade Dharma Prime Minister - the Golden Lion King! He was famous in the early years and led troops in battles for many years. He is a rare commander-in-chief!"
The barbarian immortals are not fools, so naturally they will not select their leaders based entirely on their cultivation.
While reaching the minimum standard of the deified realm, we must select truly outstanding commanders.
As for those who only focus on cultivation? It would be more appropriate to incorporate them into pro-military escorts.
"Now I will start to arrange patrols. You and others will perform their duties. My personal guards will patrol everywhere. If they encounter anyone who does not obey the rules, they will be killed without mercy!"
Wu Man said murderously, and with a wave of his hand, several deified realm experts stood up and threatened everyone.
"I can't wait!"
Fang Yuan and other small shrimps in the Yuan Dan Realm naturally did not dare to disobey in the slightest and listened to Wu Man's orders.
"I have to admit that this Wuman is indeed well-organized in his formation, and he is considered a relatively good handsome man..."
After walking out of the king's tent, Fang Yuan returned to his camp.
As a glorious centurion, he also commanded a team of cultivators, worthy of a hundred people.
Of course, the strength of those ten captains is generally in the Dharma Realm, but after all, he is the core disciple of the Holy Mountain, and he will be treated according to the Yuan Dan Realm, and his treatment will naturally be different.
"In the Dharma Realm of a small tribe like that, you can only be a captain of ten. Moreover, the powerful core disciples of the Holy Mountain can be a captain of thousands..."
Fang Yuan walked into the camp and his voice spread: "I am your centurion, why don't you come out and meet me soon."
Just now, Wu Man dispatched troops and generals, and also distributed the men and horses commanded by various centurions and thousand captains. Fang Yuan was assigned the men of this battalion.
Whizzing!
Many barbarian figures appeared, each tall and powerful, holding a sword or a heavy hammer, and looking fierce.
In particular, several captains of ten men looked at Fang Yuan with somewhat wrong expressions.
"Huh?"
Fang Yuan glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw an acquaintance: "Man Lei?"
"Fang Yuan, I didn't expect you to become a core disciple of the Holy Mountain!"
Man Lei, the instructor of the Fei Man Division, came out with a shocked look on his face: "And he also became a centurion!"
"I wonder how the others in the tribe are doing?"
When Fang Yuan saw it, he couldn't help but smile.
"Fortunately, it's just that in this Holy Mountain recruitment, most of the bloodline warriors have come out!"
Man Lei sighed: "I don't know how many of them will come back alive..."