The establishment of the Dragon Alliance is the big day of the Dragon League, so this banquet also contributed almost all the good things at the bottom of the box. When Lin Muyu sat on the seat of the host, he almost was almost beaten by the table of many delicacies that he had never seen before. Frightened silly, he saw a roast suckling pig that looked like a donkey, and he saw grapes that looked like a woman's sex.
Feng Zhanlin explained: "That is the donkey spirit pig, which we hunted and killed from the mountain after all the hard work. This kind of wild boar runs like electricity, and the speed is extremely fast, even compared to the body of the Falling Star Territory Lord. The method is not too much. As for the grape, called the milk grape, ah ha ha ha... It is said that it has a very good effect of nourishing the yin and nourishing the skin!"
Lin Muyu glanced at him, feeling that Fengzhan Lin had also learnt badly now.
The people on Lin Muyu’s table are basically nobles. Zhao Qian in the swallowing universe, Zhuang Fei in the fire lion region, Nangong Lie in the xuantian region, and Du Xing in the storm are all the top figures in the 64 regions. In addition, Xiyan, Qin Yin, Tang Xiaoxi, plus the two domain master-level leaders of the Dragon League, must be cautious in speaking and acting.
Nangong Lie's gaze fell on a plate of fruits, and said, "This... is it the legendary Dragon Claw Fragrant Taro?"
"Yes, Nangong Domain Master has good eyesight!"
Wan Tuolin smiled and said: "Dragon Claw Fragrant Taro has an excellent effect on purifying meridians. Unfortunately, there are less than a hundred dragon Claw Fragrant taro in the garden of Longcheng. This time I picked 20 of them to give you a taste. It can be regarded as our Longmeng's friendship as a landlord!"
Zhao Qian was stunned. The dragon claw fragrant taro is indeed a good thing, because this kind of fragrant taro grows on a tree. Once it matures, it will fall to the ground, and it will rot quickly after it reaches the ground. Therefore, someone must be guarded to pick mature dragons. Claw fragrant taro should be kept in an ice cellar, otherwise it will lose its spiritual power. A well-collected dragon claw fragrant taro costs at least tens of thousands of gold coins. This Dragon City actually took out to entertain VIPs. It is indeed not ordinary rich.
"Today, there are not only delicious food, but also fine wine." Feng Zhanlin winked at the guard.
Soon, several maids walked over with their hip flasks. They could smell a very fragrant smell before pouring the wine. Suddenly Nangonglie's eyes lit up: "What wine, it is so fragrant... in the fragrance." With the breath of Ning Xin Berry, could it be the legendary Wannian Drunk?"
"Domain Nangong is really a good nose!" Qin Yin couldn't help smiling: "This is indeed drunk for ten thousand years. We only found two altars in the cellar of Dragon City..."
"Wow, really drunk for thousands of years!?" Nangong Lie's face became ruddy with excitement, and said: "It is said that only a thousand catties of Ningxin berries can be fermented for thousands of years to produce an authentic drunk for thousands of years. I just heard I haven't tasted it, this... This Dragon City is really a good place, there are all kinds of treasures!"
Feng Zhanlin smiled and said, "If you think Dragon City is good, then bring Xuan Tianyu over and join us."
He started to pull people.
However, Nangong Lie was also 92 Zhongdongtian Great Perfection Divine Emperor Realm anyway, nowhere is it so easy to pull, waved his hand, and smiled: "This kind of trivial matter, let's talk about it after drinking!"
Wannianzui's color was a faint blue, but it was delicious and mellow, and there was a faint icy air in the cup.
Even Qin Yin, Tang Xiaoxi, and Xi Yan, who don’t drink too much, can’t help but want to taste this legendary treasure. It’s the blessing of Dongfang Yan, if Dongfang Yan escaped in a hurry, there would be nothing. Take it away, where there are so many treasures in Dragon City, and people like themselves are even less blessed to enjoy this kind of treasure!
When this side began to enjoy Wannian drunk, a terrifying gaze shot from not far away, it was Zheng Xian's gaze.
Zheng Xian and Dongfang Yan are old friends, so they naturally know the existence of Wannianzui, and now Lin Muyu and others take out Wannianzui to entertain Zhao Qian, Nangong Lie and others. It is estimated that Zheng Xian wants to kill people, but it is today. With so many masters in the 64 domains, Zheng Xian dared not make any big waves.
During the dinner, Du Xing's attitude towards Lin Muyu was very good. After all, it was a northern force, separated from the Dragon Alliance by the entire middle, so there was no need to offend based on the principle of distant and close combat. It is precisely because of this that so many people are in short supply. War challenged Lin Muyu, but Du Xing never moved anything.
Lin Muyu saw in her eyes, but she knew very well in her heart that Du Xing was a smart man, perhaps much smarter than all the domain master-level powerhouses present. He knew best what it means to judge the situation and evaluate the situation, while Zhuang Fei, Madman Liang, etc. It's far away. As for Zhao Qian, this person is actually very arrogant. He is a person who looks down on the rest of the forces from the bottom of his heart. There is only one Tuntianyu family in his eyes.
The banquet lasted for two days, and on the third day, the people from all the major forces were sent off one after another.
At this point, the Dragon Alliance was established, and the 64 domains also began to make waves.
…
At the same time, the broken tripod world was surging like an undercurrent.
Mingshan Province, the southernmost province of the Great Qin Empire, with Shangyang City as its economic, political, and military center. Mingshan Province is mainly engaged in fishing, hunting and farming. It is rich in mountains and rivers, and has a wealth of people. Therefore, the Empire There are not many troops dispatched to Mingshan Province. The entire Mingshan Province has a territory three times the size of Lingnan Province, but there are only a mere 40,000 defenders, most of which are new troops. The army god, now the commander of the Mingshan Provincial Defense Army—Xiang Yu.
At night, the governor’s mansion was quiet. The huge office was equipped with a desk several meters long, and Xiang Yu was wearing a general's robe, carefully looking at the map under the candlelight.
"Boom..."
An old voice came from outside the door: "Gong Yu, you haven't slept yet?"
Xiang Yu raised his head: "It's General Liu, come in."
"Yes!"
An veteran walked in tremblingly, his face was old, but his spirit was still awkward, he was one of the deputy commanders of the Mingshan garrison, Liu Yongchang.
Liu Yongchang has been in the army early and has been in the local army, but he has also fought against the demons on behalf of the Yihe country army. He is regarded as a meritorious minister of the empire, and now he has become Xiang Yu's right-hand man.
By the candlelight, Liu Yongchang looked at the map and said, "Gong Yu, you have been looking at the map for a day, do you see any famous people?"
"How many scouts have we sent to the Southern Barbarian Land?"
"A total of twenty people."
"How many are you back?"
"Not yet." Liu Yongchang seemed a little surprised, and said: "They have just set off for less than a month, and it will take a month for them to reach the depths of Nanban, and it will take another month for them to come back. Gong Yu seems to be worried that it is too early, right?"
Xiang Yu smiled faintly, took out a stack of documents from a drawer on the side, and gently placed them on the table: "Old general, look at this."
"What's this?"
"This is the Nanban investigation report every year. Basically all the scouts will report back within a month, because they will never really enter the depths of the Nanban. This year, one month has passed, and these people are actually one. I haven't come back to pay the order, which really makes me feel a little bit weird."
Liu Yongchang couldn't help but laugh: "The south is a barren land. There is nothing but birds and beasts. The documents of Mingshan Province are piled up every day. So many important events are not cared about by the public. Instead, they are concerned about the little scouts. It's really unbelievable. Perhaps these lazy idiots are drinking in a tavern!"
Xiang Yu's eyes were clear: "Old general, we must be cautious when we shoulder heavy responsibilities, otherwise, won't we be burdened by Jun'en? And, I won't let go of this kind of detail, so I will send my order immediately and send more staff to it. Go to scout and investigate in the Southern Wilderness."
"Yes, one hundred more people will be sent at the end."
"No."
Xiang Yu waved his hand: "A hundred people are far from enough. An additional one thousand people should be sent as a team. Each hundred people will be a team. They will be equipped with enough dry food and fast horses. I have given my order that they must explore Nanban within a month. The place is sure that there is nothing unexpected to come back."
"Yes, the subordinates will do it!"
Liu Yongchang closed the door, leaving only the cold wind whirling in the house.
Xiang Yu couldn't help shivering with the cold. Since Tang Wei's death, there has been no woman around him for a long time. Although he is a god, his true essence is human after all. How can he stand up to years of loneliness.
When thinking of women, Xiang Yu couldn’t help but lifted his head and lay in a chair. What a woman is, I’m afraid it doesn’t count for him. Now he just wants to guard the southern part of the empire and make sure nothing goes wrong. Otherwise, if something goes wrong in the south , The imperial capital’s parliament is bound to move. Although Xiang Yu has never been in the same line to follow the trend, in the final analysis, he is an imperial general. lost.
"Patter..."
The crystal on the window suddenly cracked a corner, and the cold wind poured in and instantly blew out the candle.
"Om!"
Xiang Yu gave a low shout and drew out the saber. The flames wrapped the long sword and illuminated the room brightly.
But there was nothing, except that the windows were in disrepair for a long time, and Xiang Yu couldn't help feeling a little bit depressed.
A real famous general, tired of war, but in his bones hopes that the flames of war will ignite. This is what Xiang Yu is today.
…
In the dense forests of the south, trains of well-trained troops are passing through the jungle silently. The battle flag of the Blackstone Empire can be faintly seen flying, and there is a low sound of dragon roar from high in the sky.
Among the army, under the command of Shuai, Lu Yan, the commander of the Seamount Corps, was the well-deserved commander. He rode a white horse and walked slowly with the army.
Suddenly, Go Yiqi galloped in, it was a scout.
"Master Commander, a village was discovered in front of him, and it was discovered that it did not belong to the southern ethnic group. What should we do?"
Lu Yan's voice was a little dark: "Kill all."
"Yes!"
Aside, Bai Liyan frowned.
"Why, the military division thinks that I did not do the right thing?" Lu Yan looked at him.
Bailiyan shook his head: "No, on the contrary, the commander did the right thing. Our march must be silent, otherwise, how could there be a surprise attack?"
"By the way, how is the army of Yihe Country? Has that old fellow Qin Yi died of illness?"
"Not yet, they are on our left, but the leader can rest assured that the tens of thousands of horses in a small number of horses are low in combat power, and they are not a concern at all."
"Yeah! Speed up the march, reach Mingshan Province within seven days, and must capture Shangyang City within half a month."
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