north.
There was a rumbling sound, dust and sand suddenly rose, and the earth trembled.
Behind a black line, there are densely packed cavalry, like black clouds, sweeping towards them like a stormy sea. No matter how strong the iron wall is in front of them, they can't stop its attack.
By the Crescent Lake, people from many small countries were suddenly panicked. No matter how much the military judge scolded them, it was of no avail. It smelled like a disaster was imminent.
In fact, even the originally majestic Wu Kingdom army was slightly scattered, which made Fang Yuan feel shocked.
Knowing that in front of the Yuan Kingdom cavalry, even the strength of the Wu Kingdom was slightly inferior.
"Lulu!"
The horses galloped and the cavalry numbered tens of thousands.
When they came to the lakeside, they stopped again, ordered and prohibited, and began to set up camp. In the center, a huge golden tent had been set up first. The ground was covered with fine wool blankets, and the outside was decorated with gold foil, gems, and jade. , like a heavenly palace, suppressing all countries.
"That's not King Yuan Khan's banner!"
Xie Lingyun looked at the flag displayed on the golden tent, and her delicate body trembled with anger: "Just a prince, but he has to represent a country? He is arrogant and domineering!"
"If someone is strong and I am weak, what can I do?"
Fang Yuan didn't care: "The landlords are here, it's time for us to go down!"
In fact, if the vassal states on this continent can truly unite, a mere Yuan state will never be able to resist them. But they are already fighting to death, so how can they work together to defend against foreign enemies
"Not to mention, the Yuan Kingdom's main attack direction has always been the powerful countries such as Xia and Wu. Of course the other kings are eager to watch the fun!"
With this understanding in his heart, Fang Yuan became even less optimistic about the future of the alliance.
After a while, there was great ceremony and music around the high platform, and many kings appeared one by one and took their seats on the stage.
Xie Lingyun, on the other hand, bit her lips and came to Fang Yuan's side: "Master... if things are not harmonious today, I hope you will put your own safety first!"
"Of course I understand!"
Fang Yuan knew very well that Xia Guo was placing great value on his ability to break through the Tongyuan Realm in the future, so he was so concerned about his safety.
But how could he tell the truth directly, and just nodded slightly to show his understanding, leaving the princess helpless.
At this time, I can only introduce him to the figures from various countries:
"That is the king of the Qi State. The Qi State is blessed with the benefit of salt fields and can be called a wealthy country. Just because the people are wealthy, there are no outstanding martial arts warriors..."
Xie Lingyun gave Fang Yuan instructions one by one: "And over there, the red-faced monarch is the monarch of Kun Country. Kun Country is a small country with poor people, but its martial arts is fierce. Even if it encounters soldiers, it dares to fight. The previous battle of Huangchi , Wu State used General Feilong, and it took five years to barely defeat Kun State. Afterwards, the cost was calculated, and the losses were extreme. From then on, Kun State was listed as a country without conquest... "
Fang Yuan glanced at the King of Kun with great interest, and found that he was indeed very capable, especially with his own cultivation, and he actually had the perfect cultivation of the twelve levels of martial arts. It was really not easy for him to be among a group of monarchs.
At this time, in the opposite seat, a fat and white monarch saw Fang Yuan's gaze and specially bowed his hands in a very humble manner.
"Who is that?"
As for reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, Fang Yuan looked at the flag behind him and asked thoughtfully.
"That is the king of the Zhu Kingdom. He is a good man and highly respected in the country. He is the same as the kings of the previous generations of our Xia Kingdom!"
Xie Lingyun said this with sarcasm on her lips.
When Fang Yuan heard this, he immediately understood that this king was just a puppet to balance the forces in Zhu's country, and he was the same as the previous king of Xia.
And he had made a big fuss in the Zhu Kingdom before, and even captured the Poison King Jie Wuming. He was so powerful that it was understandable that this person respected and feared him.
The Yuanwu Alliance has a specific set of etiquette.
On the high platform, only the monarch has a seat, and no matter how other followers are, they can only stand.
Back then, when the heads of the three palaces of Youshan "escorted" the king of Xia Kingdom to the alliance meeting, they also guarded him behind him and never left.
Now Fang Yuan and Xie Lingyun are also standing behind the Xia Kingdom monarch, but their positions are quite high, and they look like they are in the top five.
"Is this the position Xia Kingdom fought for in this alliance meeting last time?"
Fang Yuan knew very well that once he formally established Youshan Mansion as a country at this alliance conference, he would also have a place in future alliance conferences.
Of course, this needs to be fought for by oneself. The first thing to face is the difficulties faced by various countries.
"I wonder what Yuan and Wu have prepared for me today? I'm really looking forward to it!"
Fang Yuan watched the other kings take their seats, and the musicians around him played the "Welcome to the King" chapter. It was in line with the ancient etiquette, and even he listened with interest.
Such a grand scene cannot be seen just anywhere.
Amidst the sound of drums and music, the king of Wu Kingdom and the prince of Yuan Kingdom also dismounted their horses and climbed up.
"The king of the Wu Kingdom, Wu Qiankun, is said to be a wise and wise ruler. He is a heroic leader who is determined to reform and his national power is growing... Of course, after that great defeat, his prestige was ruined, and recently there was a minor defeat of the Yuan Kingdom..."
When Xie Lingyun said this, her voice was a little confused.
After all, if everything went as planned, maybe this would be her husband.
It's just that things in the world play tricks on people, that's all.
"good!"
Fang Yuan also saw Wu Wudao and others behind Wu Qiankun, shook his head, and looked at the Yuan Kingdom team: "Where is that young man?"
"He is the eighth son of the Khan of the Yuan Kingdom. His name is Geritu, which means light! He is the perfect person for the Yuan Kingdom. He has the natural advantage of age, and he has powerful descendants who are attracted by him. It is the best choice for the Crown Prince."
Xie Lingyun frowned.
As soon as the eighth prince entered the scene, his eyes were wandering. She keenly felt that more eyes were paying attention to her, and she couldn't help feeling ashamed and angry.
"Sure enough, the wolf is watching the eagle!"
Fang Yuan nodded, then shook his head: "Since the Yuan Kingdom has been established, it still can't get rid of its original tribal habits. If we don't rely on each other, I'm afraid there will be a big disaster!"
Among the various countries, the inheritance system of the eldest son is still emphasized. The Yuan Kingdom was influenced by other countries, and this trend of thought may not have existed.
Coupled with the shaman and advanced medical skills, the lifespan of the Yuan Kingdom nobles has long been not as short as before. If this continues, trouble will inevitably occur in the future.
It's hard to say that there will be a good show of brothers fighting against each other.
Geritu's eyes swept across the southern princes, and when he saw many pale, flattering, or fearful faces, his heart suddenly became hot: "Sure enough... the southerners are as weak as the rumors, and they also like to fight among themselves. This The whole world will eventually be mine and will be shrouded in light!"
As far as the eye could see, he suddenly saw another woman.
Her white clothes were fluttering, her figure was graceful, and her expression was awe-inspiring with a hint of nobility, which made her heart move.
"Since my eldest brother has offered up the princess of the Yuye tribe to make my father happy, I can't lag behind."
He immediately stopped and said in a southern dialect: "You are..."
"Your Highness the Eighth Prince, this is the daughter of the King of Xia Kingdom, Princess Lingyun!"
Next to him, a ceremony official said quickly.
"You're good! Very good!"
Geritu laughed loudly, and the light in his eyes made Fang Yuan frown in displeasure.
"and who are you?"
Geritu turned his eyes and immediately noticed Fang Yuan again.
"Your Highness the Eighth Prince!"
Wu Wudao rolled his eyes, and a malicious voice came over: "This is the number one warrior among us southerners, the Lord of Youshan Palace in Xia Kingdom - Fang Yuan! He is only twenty years old this year!"
"Are you Fang Yuan?"
The eighth prince's eyes narrowed: "I don't know how it compares to the number one warrior of our Yuan Kingdom? Zhuoli Getu!"
As soon as he shouted, a dark-faced man behind him immediately stepped forward.
This man was eight feet tall, with a rough face, narrow eyes with green light, and a raised nose, like a wolf or an eagle. He was wearing a prairie robe, but his chest was exposed, with a green wolf head tattooed on it.
Zhuoligetu means fearless in prairie language.
According to Fang Yuan, this man's aura was dense and reserved. According to Fang Yuan, he was also a first-class martial sect, and even above General Feilong of the Wu Kingdom.
"I will give you a hundred war horses and ten gold cakes, and I bet your warriors will not be as good as mine!"
The eighth prince took a step forward and looked at the Xia Kingdom's leader: "How is it?"
"Ahem..."
The leader of the Xia Kingdom coughed and turned even paler.
Xie Lingyun couldn't stand it and stood up: "Eighth Prince, please respect yourself! Are you going to break up the alliance before it even begins?"
Ge Ritu was startled.
Then I remembered that he was not the King of Khan, but just a prince. Even his position as crown prince was not very secure.
This time King Khan has entrusted each other with a heavy responsibility. If he acts on impulse, the brothers who are eyeing it will not let go of this good opportunity.
He immediately sneered, turned around and left, sitting at the head of the Yuan Kingdom.
The ceremony officer sighed in his heart and said in a deep voice: "The kings of all countries have arrived, let's start the military parade!"
The Yuanwu Alliance is originally a display of strength, and it also needs to select a leader!
In the past, this honor of alliance leadership always fell on the heads of Yuan and Wu.
If Wu Guo wins, the grassland will be peaceful, and he can still use the name of this alliance leader and mediation among the allies to annex mountains and rivers and slaughter the world.
If the Yuan Kingdom succeeds and knows the weakness of the countries to the south, it will often set off a wave of nomads heading south, and people will be devastated.
"It's just... No matter what, it doesn't matter to the small people! No! It doesn't even matter to the small country... "
Fang Yuan glanced at the kings of the small countries, with pity in his expression: "Prosperity, the people suffer! Death, the people suffer! It's because this is an extraordinary world after all, and there is still a place for us cultivators!"
Woohoo!
The bugle sounded, and the elite soldiers from various countries organized themselves out of camp, formed a square formation, and passed under the high platform in order.
In an instant, yellow dragons formed in formation below the high platform, with soldiers and armor tumbling and swords flashing, which was quite lively.
"Well, elite soldiers from various countries generally have the four levels of inner breath realm, and the average level of physical fitness is very high..."
Fang Yuan looked at it for a few times and suddenly felt confident.