As soon as Rubaka Bloodwhip got up from the bed, he heard the news that the small oasis in the northwest had changed hands.
"Really?" He frowned. Although he saw the oasis lit up last night, he didn't expect that the Roaring Clan would not be able to last even a night. Has there been a new clan with such powerful strength in Yinchuan recently? Why is he not impressed at all
Rubaka patted Chong Ji lying beside her, and after letting her go out wrapped in a blanket, she looked at her subordinates, "Tell me carefully."
"Yes, according to the reports of those who fled back, the fire in the oasis was not set by the challenger after sneaking in, but the fire of the Father God-"
"Fart!" He spit, "These cowards, when they encounter something they can't solve, they will be pushed to the three gods. I will hang them all at the gate of the iron sand city!"
"But..." The subordinate hesitated for a while, "My people also went to the small oasis camp this morning, and found that the scene there is indeed quite similar to what they described... There are many dark pits on the ground, corpses and Debris was scattered all over the place and it wasn't like a simple arson would have done it."
"Shards?"
"That's right, it's as if a giant sandworm or a burrowing scorpion ran over the camp and tore them apart." The subordinates considered their words, "Most of the people who stayed in the camp were unlucky, but it was The guys outside looking for fun organized a counterattack, but...they were defeated without even seeing their opponent."
"In other words, the group of idiots was ambushed, and then fled without getting close to the opponent?" Rubaka began to doubt whether he was being too kind to the watchdog, and spent a lot of effort to win over them, and the result was only this To what extent? Or is it that the long-term and stable life's corruption of strength is more serious than he expected? "And then? So far, they still don't even know which clan is occupying the little oasis?"
"My people are inquiring, and they should be able to get the news soon," said the subordinate after a pause, and then hesitantly said, "It's just that some fleeing people said that they saw a lot of northerners."
"Northerners..."
The news made Rubaka serious.
He walked naked to the window and looked northwest. The fire had long since been extinguished, leaving only a few faint wisps of black smoke.
Although the Roaring Clan is the watchdog that Iron Whip and Bone Shave teamed up to win, he doesn't care too much about each other's life or death. The challenger system is not so much a qualification test, but rather a protective wall set up by the six major clans for himself. This truth was only understood after he settled in Iron Sand City.
The holy duel is only a small-scale fight, but the challenger's fight for the small oasis is an all-out war between the two clans. It is not uncommon for both sides to kill blood, after all, even if they do not enter the Iron Sand City, the oasis is a must for every clan to seek growth. No matter which side wins, it usually pays a very heavy price, and it takes a long time to lick the wound.
During this period of time, as long as the big clan used coercion and inducement, it was not difficult to turn the challenger into a watchdog, especially for the clan that believed that the compromise was only temporary and would start a duel sooner or later after the recovery was complete. Can ring the holy bell of Iron Sand City.
Because then there will be a new challenger that will sweep the Watchdogs out.
It is in this way that the big clan keeps itself from falling into the predicament of hurting its muscles and bones.
Now that the iron whip has climbed to the fourth position, even if the challenger starts a duel immediately, it is estimated that he will not find him, so it does not matter that the small oasis changes hands.
But the emergence of northerners is different.
For example, the previous Queen of Clear Water has caused a lot of chaos to the Iron Sand City—even if they become actual slaves and thugs, many people will yearn for the eternal green land to the north. The defection of the two potential challengers made the small oasis vacant at once, which made it easy for those who followed to launch a sacred challenge. It was precisely because of the chaos that Lubaka seized the opportunity and successfully became the fourth big clan. .
Now, what tricks are they trying to play
"Go and stare at those people and find out what happened." He turned around and instructed his subordinates. "Northerners come from that city, how many people there are, what weapons they are carrying, and what kind of attention they are fighting—I need to know!"
"Yes, the patriarch!"
Perhaps, he should discuss it with the other big clans.
The rules of the extreme south never allow outsiders to interfere!
…
In the afternoon, his subordinates brought back a piece of news that Rubaka Bloodwhip couldn't believe.
"What did you say? Aosha clan?"
"They did declare that the flags in the oasis have all been replaced with the war pattern of Aosha, and I also saw the princess Aosha who was sold as a slave! She has become a goddess and is gathering new people. , there seem to be quite a few responders!"
how can that be
Rubaka is not ignorant of the Northern Kingdom. The goddess is completely regarded as an evil existence in the eyes of the people of Greycastle. If the fate of the sandman slave girl is tragic enough, then a goddess slave will not have the slightest chance of turning over. . But now, how did she win the support of the northerners, and in turn bring them back to the extreme south as avengers
He felt an indescribable absurdity and a vague panic.
The Mojin people have always been suppressed in the desert, not because they like the desert, but because they have never been able to compete head-on with Greycastle. If the other party wants to be detrimental to Iron Sand City, the various clans may unite against the outsiders, but if the Aosha clan, which has the support of the northerners, only targets its own family, will the other clans be closely linked to the Iron Whip
This is almost a question that needs no answer.
Damn it!
He smashed the wine glass on the table hard to the ground, and stepped on it violently, turning it into a pool of crystal crumbs.
If you want to take revenge for killing your father through a sacred duel, just come! Rubaka thought fiercely, the northerners may be well-armed and numerous, but in the duel, Mo Jinjin is the most brave warrior! I'll let you know what the taste of despair is!
At this moment, another subordinate entered his hall, "Lord Patriarch, Aosha Clan sent someone to send a gift."
"What?" Rubaka felt the veins jumping on his head, "Gift?"
"Yes, just put it in the garden outside."
"Take me there," he said through gritted teeth.
…
It was a huge wooden box, about a person long and half a person wide. It was like a piece of ordinary wooden boards spliced together. There were iron nails on the four corners, and there was nothing unusual about the appearance.
"And who brought it?" Rubaka asked.
"left already."
"How many are here?"
"Uh... only one person."
"Anyone?" He raised his eyebrows, stepped forward and kicked the box. The wooden box tumbled several times and made a clanging sound—there seemed to be other things inside. Just based on this weight, it is almost equivalent to a hollow one.
Is it the severed limbs and flesh, or the skin of a human being? Apart from intimidation and bluffing, he couldn't think of what the other party would send over.
"Move to the stone castle," Rubaka said coldly. "I'll see what tricks they're up to."