King Jin Zuo was sitting on his throne with a nomadic scimitar inlaid with seven gems.
The more gems on the scimitar, the more it proves a person's status.
This is a custom that the nomadic tribe of King Jinzuo has passed down for hundreds of years, and of course it can be said to be a ritual.
The warchief of the tribe can inlay the most gems, which is seven.
At the same time, these seven gems are also seven distinct colors, corresponding to the rainbow in the sky.
King Jin Zuo was also a brave nomad cavalry when he was young, but after becoming a warchief, he never killed an enemy himself.
The blood on his hand is all his own.
King Jin Zuo put his cheek in his left hand and fell into a memory.
The faces of the enemies who died under his hands were blurred long ago, but the faces of those who died under his hands became clearer.
Among these people, he even included his wife, children and old father.
In order to succeed in the upper ranks, he used poison to kill the old chief who was on the sickbed.
After the power was stabilized, King Jin Zuo killed all those who knew it, including his wife.
Later, his son wanted to follow his example and was killed by King Jin Zuo in advance.
King Jin Zuo's throne was piled up with the bones and blood of his relatives.
Now, it was finally his turn.
I don't feel scared or regretful even after thinking about it.
After all, King Jin Zuo who should be enjoyed has enjoyed it, and he has also accepted what should be done.
Now I just give back what I owe to others.
"Report."
The messenger rushed into the big tent, knelt down with a bang, folded his hands on the carpet, and put his forehead on the back of his hands, with a rather anxious tone: "Great Chief, here they are..."
King Jin Zuo adjusted his sitting posture, once again restored the majesty of the warchief: "How many people?"
"Uncountable." Chuan Lingbing's voice trembled.
King Jin Zuo smiled faintly, "Let's go."
The messenger raised his head sharply: "Warchief, we cover your retreat."
"Retreat?" King Jin Zuo asked, "Where else can I go?"
"The grassland is so big, there is always a place to stay. It's really impossible. We can go to Garan to go to the temple. After all, we are also allies of the temple. Now that we are attacked by the demons, they can't just sit back and watch." Chuan Lingbing said.
King Jin Zuo said: "We were born in the grassland and grew up in the grassland. This is our homeland and our hometown. The temple may protect us, but to be a person who can never return to our hometown, it is better to die here and sleep with the homeland. Pass me on Order, if you want to survive, you can take some entanglements and retreat. I will never blame."
The messenger took the order and retreated silently.
King Jin Zuo walked to the hanger on the side, where a set of uniforms for cavalry was hung, which King Jin Zuo wore when he was young. Back then, he was wearing this uniform, and he was famous on the grassland. When he was on the throne, he was also wearing this uniform.
Now, facing death, King Jin Zuo put on this shirt again.
Since you are dying, let's draw a perfect ending without any regrets to life.
Walking out of the big tent, King Jin Zuo was slightly surprised by the picture in front of him.
The remaining 1,000 warriors of the tribe have all been assembled outside the big tent.
These thousands of warriors are the strongest warriors in the entire tribe
, But they are all injured, and some are even disabled.
But every soldier's face was filled with perseverance.
No one left the battlefield.
King Jin Zuo took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions. At this moment, any words seemed too pale, so King Jin Zuo didn't say a word. He passed through the soldiers silently and stood at the forefront.
Not far away, a black line was rushing over quickly.
That is from the Demon Sect.
A soldier brought a horse.
King Jin Zuo turned on his horse, drew his sword and pointed it forward.
"Charge with me!"
…
Feng Jianche was sitting on the footsteps, with a few tall horses walking on the footsteps, walking in the middle of the team.
Feng Huayue also sat on the footsteps with her brother. Although she knew that her brother could see everything around her through the "eyes of the heart", Feng Huayue still played the role of eyes with all her heart.
"King Jin Zuo's army has more than one thousand left." Feng Huayue put a freshly peeled orange into her brother's hand, and Feng Jianche slowly put it into her mouth, petal by petal.
"Did he not escape?" Feng Jianche asked.
Feng Huayue said: "No, he is leading over a thousand people and is rushing towards us."
"This is not the same as the one I know," Feng Jianche said.
"The hero's end, perhaps some unexpected actions can always erupt." Feng Huayue said.
"Hero?" Feng Jianche smiled, "Do you think he is a hero?"
Feng Huayue said: "For our Saint Sect, he is not a hero. But to his own tribe, King Jinzuo is a hero, at least he almost achieved a feat that all the grassland tribes did not achieve before. , Unify the entire grassland."
"Shengzong has accomplished such a feat many years ago." Feng Jianche said indifferently.
Feng Huayue said: "Brother, you are a bit unreasonable. The Holy Sect unified the grassland how many years ago."
Feng Jianche put the last orange orange into his mouth and chewed slowly: "You are right, we can't indulge in the past, we should look forward to the future. The things that were lost in the past, the Holy Sect will be brought back one by one. King Jin Zuo is just an unremarkable stumbling block, just kick it away. Our true opponent is only the temple."
Feng Huayue's face was suddenly full of worry: "I don't know what happened to Chang'an. I heard that the master has entered Chang'an. Master and uncles are afraid that they can't stop the master."
"It must be unstoppable." Feng Jianche said.
"Brother, are you so optimistic about my master and uncles?" Feng Huayue pouted.
"I believe in Yue Jingyu." Feng Jianche said, "Except for the Master in the entire Great Wilderness, no one is Yue Jingyu's opponent. Chang'an City will inevitably not be kept. Datang will inevitably die."
Feng Huayue suddenly became anxious: "Then why don't we speed up our journey?"
Feng Jianche turned his head, staring at Feng Huayue with no glamour, "Sister, have you forgotten that the culprit that caused our Holy Sect to be trapped in the bitter cold place in the far north is not the temple, but Xin Zhige? , It is the academy, it is the Great Tang! The fellow Saints who died in the hands of the Temple are far less than those who died in the Tang Dynasty. Our true enemy is actually the Tang. The temple helps us deal with the Tang, we should Happy!"
"But... But..." Feng Huayue was momentarily
I couldn't find words to refute my brother, his face flushed anxiously.
Feng Jianche said: "I sent you to the academy to study, not to give you a sense of belonging to the academy, but to let you learn from the academy some of the enemy's skills. The master claims to have no kind of teaching, and I believe in the teaching of the academy. In this respect, you will definitely not hide your personal information. I am very pleased with your performance after your return this time, but your sense of belonging to the academy is really unnecessary."
Feng Huayue bit her lip and said softly after a moment: "But if Datang is really gone, the enemy of the temple is our Saint Sect. With Yue Jingyu's character, we will definitely not tolerate our existence in the world."
"The holy sect and the temple are originally from the same clan, and no one can truly eliminate the other. The final result can only be fusion! As for who merges whom, it depends on whose faith is stronger. What we have to do, It was before the temple had withdrawn troops to take the first step to occupy Garan. The Sovereign Yonmendi left a last word. He said that Garan has a very important thing. If the Holy Sect can master it, then the world’s faith will follow The temple becomes our holy sect."
"What? It has such a powerful ability?" Feng Huayue was startled.
Feng Jianche shook his head: "It is not mentioned in the last words, so I don't know. I can only go to Jialan and look for it slowly. I believe I can always find it."
Feng Huayue said: "Is it the secret record of the heavenly path?"
Feng Jianche said: "I once thought about whether it was a certain volume of the Secret Record of the Heavenly Path, but later I thought about it. It was impossible. Both Jialan and Zhiyueguan have the Secret Record of the Heavenly Path in their hands, but doesn't the Holy Sect still exist? That proves that the Secret Record of the Heavenly Path does not possess that ability."
Feng Huayue said: "Then we really don't go to help Chang'an?"
"You are worried about Yue Chen." Feng Jianche asked.
Feng Huayue stopped talking immediately.
Feng Jianche patted his sister on the shoulder: "Listen to your brother, forget that person. Even if your brother agrees to be with him, Yue Jingyu will definitely not agree."
Feng Huayue bit her lower lip tightly, and she didn't know when tears came out quietly.
Feng Jianche sighed softly.
Outside the footsteps, a soldier's voice came: "Young Master, we have already seen King Jin Zuo and his cavalry. Do you want to attack?"
Feng Jianche said, "Don't leave one."
Following Feng Jianche's order, the cavalry at the forefront of the team immediately left the team and rushed towards King Jin Zuo.
No matter how powerful the fighting power of King Jin Zuo's tribe is, and no matter how tough their spirits are, in the face of absolute power gap, everything is vain.
This battle lasted only half an hour.
A generation of prairie king Jin Zuo, and his last more than a thousand tribes, all died under the hoof of the holy cavalry.
Even King Jin Zuo himself was trampled into fleshy flesh.
A hundred years after the tree, Shengzong once again unified the grassland.
Every Saint Sect soldier raised the weapon in his hand high and uttered a deafening cheer.
Feng Jianche floated to the top of the footsteps. There was a small circular platform here. He stood here and made his voice to the entire grassland, or to the entire wilderness.
"I Feng Jianche is back."
"The Holy Sect is back."
"Galan Temple, we will come back soon to get back the things belonging to the Holy Sect."
"You guys, are you ready?"
(End of this chapter)