The barbarian camp has remained silent and is still surrounded on three sides, leaving the human race a road full of hope and despair.
Nothing happened overnight.
In the early morning, smoke from cooking rose up, and after the soldiers had eaten and drunk their fill, they began to make final preparations.
The officers reported to higher authorities, and after everything was ready, Fang Yun once again went up to the city wall.
Although it is autumn in the north in August, it is already chilly.
Looking around, the area north of the Sanlian Battle Fort was a scorched earth, but the rest of the way was green, and the south was covered with dense weeds.
In the far east, vast mountains can be vaguely seen, as if in the sky.
Under the battle fortress, the barbarians are like ants.
Zhang Poyue was tied to a flagpole, his body was black and necrotic in many places, the new wounds from yesterday had not yet healed, and his clothes were even more tattered, but he was actually sleeping soundly, snoring loudly.
A faint smile appeared on Fang Yun's lips, while the other scholars shook their heads helplessly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Counting all the human race in the myriad worlds, perhaps only Zhang Poyue could do such a thing.
"This Zhang Poyue is indeed a rough guy, and he can be manipulated more easily than any of us barbarians! Fang Xusheng, should I say have a safe trip?" The Barbarian King Lang Yuan dragged his giant axe and slowly walked out of the big tent, looking at Fang Yun on the city wall.
The autumn wind blew, and Zhang Poyue's rotten clothes fluttered. Perhaps because he was tortured so badly yesterday, he was still sleeping soundly.
"The barbarians have a very sensitive nose." Fang Yun did not hide it at all.
Lang Yuan smiled, showing his two rows of wolf fangs. He dragged the huge golden battle axe and said, "Do you think you can escape from here before the Wolf Saint Army arrives? You really don't take me, Lang Yuan, seriously!"
"If I say that I will wipe out all the barbarians here, that would be bragging, but if I want to leave, you can't stop me!" Fang Yun's eyes were like the autumn wind, seemingly peaceful, but with a chill that only comes with winter.
“Hahahaha…” Lang Yuan laughed loudly, and many barbarians followed suit.
Fang Yun's gaze swept across the barbarian camp. Just like yesterday, there were not many barbarian kings appearing.
Fang Yun didn't say much, just stood quietly on the top of the city wall. Even his generals didn't know what Fang Yun was going to do. The soldiers under the city were already lined up at the south gate and could retreat at any time.
After laughing loudly, Lang Yuan said, "Fang Xusheng, how about we play a game called life for life? How about exchanging your life for Zhang Poyue's?"
Liu Hong was afraid that Fang Yun would agree, so he said, "Then please ask His Majesty the Barbarian King to hand over the Zhang Poyue family to us first, and then we will consider when Fang Xusheng will go to the Barbarian Tribe."
"Humans are full of tricks, how can we trust them?" Lang Yuan said.
"The barbarians are worse than beasts and tell lies all the time." Liu Hong said.
There was a fierce light in Lang Yuan's eyes, and a strong wind suddenly arose in the barbarian camp. Then the strong wind blew violently within dozens of miles, with flying sand and rocks. Some barbarian tents were blown away, and the barbarian flag above Zhang Poyue's head fluttered.
Everyone was shocked. The emperor was indeed extraordinary. The slightest fluctuation in his emotions could cause sudden changes in heaven and earth.
“From now on, as long as one of you leaves the city, I will kill Zhang Poyue first, and then attack the city with all my strength!” Lang Yuan shouted angrily, shaking the earth.
Several tents near him were lifted up by an invisible force and flew everywhere.
Fang Yun suddenly said, "Langyuan, you also know that I want to save Zhang Poyue, so make a condition. I destroyed the Jiaosheng inheritance and got a lot of good things."
Lang Yuan smiled contemptuously and said, "Which half-saint doesn't carry good things with him? What you got is nothing but rotten fish and shrimp. However, the projection of the Guantian Mirror is not bad. Although the North Sea Dragon Palace has cut off the connection between the main body of the Guantian Mirror and the projection, it is a projection of the treasure after all, and it can still mobilize part of the power of the main body. As long as you are willing to hand over the projection of the Guantian Mirror, I will return Zhang Poyue to your human race."
"Okay, hand over Zhang Poyue first, and I will give you the Sky Mirror Projection!" Fang Yun said.
Lang Yuan snorted coldly and said, "Do you think I am a fool? A university scholar is insignificant in my eyes, but the projection of the celestial mirror is crucial. I will never break my promise."
"Let me think about it for a moment." Fang Yun said.
"Okay, I'll give you an hour to think about it! My patience is limited."
Fang Yun stood on the top of the city wall, saying nothing, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Time passed slowly, and after a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun raised his head and a double-dragon bronze mirror appeared in his hand.
“No…” Many generals and scholars tried to stop him, but Fang Yun suddenly threw the Double Dragon Bronze Mirror out with force.
Lang Yuan was overjoyed, and suddenly jumped into the air, reaching out to grab the Observation Mirror, with greed flashing in his eyes. This Observation Mirror was not important to the barbarians, but if they traded it with the North Sea Dragon Palace, they could get huge benefits.
Suddenly, the projection of the Sky-Viewing Mirror stopped, and then emitted infinite golden light.
"Oh no! Help me!"
Lang Yuan thought that Fang Yun was going to mobilize the strongest power of the Guantian Mirror to dethrone him, so he retreated immediately. Then he saw a burst of fire flying out from the military camp, tightly surrounding Lang Yuan and blocking the light of the Guantian Mirror.
The Sky Viewing Mirror was like a sun suspended in the sky. Everyone's eyes were filled with golden light and they were unable to see anything more than ten feet away.
"Kill Zhang Poyue!" A human voice sounded from the barbarian camp.
All the barbarian generals immediately cast their magic spells in the direction of the flagpole.
Even if the barbarians cannot see Zhang Poyue's exact location, a large number of magic spells will hit the target.
Fang Yun and Zhang Poyue were five miles apart and had no time to rescue them.
On the top of the city wall, sighs were heard one after another.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Deafening sounds continued to rang out from where Zhang Poyue was. At first, everyone thought that Zhang Poyue was killed, but then they felt something was wrong. Their rich combat experience told them that the barbarians' magic was obviously blocked by a powerful force.
The projection of the celestial mirror in the sky dimmed its light and quickly flew back to Fang Yun.
No one looked at the projection of the Sky Viewing Mirror. All the human and barbarian tribes on both sides of the enemy's side looked at where Zhang Poyue was.
Zhang Poyue was half asleep and was being carried on the shoulders of a giant minotaur two meters tall.
The great barbarian king with a bull's head and a human body stood with his back to the city wall and facing the barbarians, like a mountain in front of him, towering over the earth.
What shocked both sides was that the great barbarian king of the bull tribe was wearing a strange golden armor made up of pieces of dragon scales. The dragon scales were stacked one layer on top of another, as if they had gone through countless battles and years of baptism, and were damaged in many places. But even so, they still exuded a majestic aura.
The smell was so strong that everyone thought the world was submerged in the sea. A strong smell like water filled the world.
That was the breath of the Dragon Saint, the pure and flawless breath of the Dragon Saint.
The great barbarian king of the Ox tribe leaped lightly, rolled backwards in the sky, fell from the sky, and landed heavily on the top of the city, facing Fang Yun.
He knelt on the ground with his left leg bent, holding Zhang Poyue with one hand and resting his other hand on his right knee, and said in a loud voice: "Moon Guard Niu Shan, homage to His Majesty the Moon Emperor!"
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Get up."
Niu Shan stood up. He was two meters tall, but everyone felt that he was looking up at Fang Yun.
Everyone stared with eyes wide open, unable to believe, isn't this the new Great Barbarian King of the Nuzhi Tribe? Why is he here? Why is he wearing such a terrifying armor
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