Chapter 84: Grassland Trends (Please Read On!)

Chapter 84: Grassland Trends

In midsummer, the vast Bandong grassland is like a green ocean. The strong wind blows through, and the dense grassland forms ripples.

On this vast grassland, there are many nomadic tribes like the Tuva tribe, who make a living by grazing cattle and sheep.

The south of the grassland is adjacent to two countries, one is Liang State and the other is Feng State.

In the past, horse thieves from the grassland would go south to plunder food every autumn, but last year it unexpectedly stopped.

Have these horse thieves, who have always been thirsty for food, really found their conscience and gave up plundering?

The answer is naturally no!

The north wind rolled the white grass.

In the green ocean, groups of cavalry suddenly appeared on this grassland.

And in front of them was a grassland tribe that had just roamed here.

The leader of this large group of cavalry was a one-eyed dragon with a face full of flesh, who looked quite sinister. His only eye was filled with fierce and brutal brilliance.

"Leader Tuwahar, the camp of the Mulan tribe is ahead." A man who looked like a military advisor rode forward and said so.

Yes, the leader was Tuwahar, a horse thief leader who had attacked the Wuli Army.

At the beginning, he only commanded a cavalry team of more than 5,000 people. Now behind him, this team has expanded to more than 30,000 people. It is so powerful that it can definitely crush anything that stands in their way.

"Just like before, persuade them to surrender first. They are all people of the grassland. It's a pity to waste their energy internally." Tuwahar said with his one eye narrowed.

After fighting on the grassland for more than a year, he almost integrated most of the tribes in the southern part of Bandong Grassland. The remaining tribes are no longer a threat.

His one eye was blinded during the war.

But Tuwahar did not regret it. Compared with the grand and huge plan in his heart, what does it matter if he loses an eye?

"The food in each camp is running out. Should we go south this year?"

After hearing the military advisor's opinion, Tuwahar shook his head with a grim smile and said, "No, we won't go south this year. If there is not enough food, we will slaughter all the cattle and sheep."

"Aren't there a few tribes ahead of us? After integrating them, we will slaughter the cattle and sheep in their tribes and distribute them to everyone as food."

Hearing this, the wise military advisor naturally understood the meaning behind it.

Slaughtering all the cattle and sheep means that there will be no new lambs and calves born next year, and the retreat is completely cut off!

Tuwahar is a madman, a madman with great ambitions.

After integrating so many tribes, the team of available soldiers behind him has expanded to more than 30,000 people, which is definitely an unprecedentedly powerful force on the grassland.

And Tuwahar, who has such a powerful cavalry, what he wants to do is self-evident.

Maple Kingdom Capital, Shengtian.

As autumn approaches, some maple trees on the street begin to turn red.

This year, the bandits on the grassland still had no intention of going south to plunder, and even their shadows were not seen.

Because of peace, this imperial capital has become more and more prosperous, with a constant flow of caravans, and his poems and songs are famous all over the world.

In such a peaceful and prosperous era, Li Qing still practiced martial arts tirelessly. With the help of tiger bone health wine, his martial arts has begun to speed up.

"Huh!"

In the blacksmith shop, Li Qing stretched his limbs, and then he touched his skin, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

"The first level of the Golden Body Technique! It's done!"

With the help of medicinal wines such as tiger bone health wine, this martial art that originally took three years to practice now only took about a year and a half.

This year, Li Qing is 20 years old, and his external strength has reached the pinnacle.

In addition, his internal strength has become more powerful.

Now, it is no exaggeration to say that he can easily fight against five or six martial artists at the external strength level alone.

"Internal strength, what exactly is internal strength?"

Li Qing narrowed his eyes and pondered the question that had troubled him for a long time.

He was already a martial artist at the peak of external strength, but he had hit a bottleneck. Especially since he had mastered several excellent martial arts, he rarely knew how to move forward.

Li Qing, who was a little distressed, drank a cup of tiger bone wine by himself.

The spicy and strong medicinal wine went down his throat, and the medicinal power surged in his body, and his body suddenly became warm.

With the cultivation of the first level of the Golden Body Technique, his body is now strong to an exaggerated degree.

Crack!

He squeezed his hand slightly, and the wine glass in his hand was completely and thoroughly shattered. When he opened his hand again, a pool of powder flowed from his palm and fingers.

All this was just relying on his tyrannical and unreasonable strength!

But there was no trace of it on the palm of his hand, which was still intact. The first level of the Golden Body Technique had already had obvious effects.

"It's time to find some time to ask others for advice. If I just blindly explore on my own, it will take me forever!"

After saying this, Li Qing stood up and his figure flashed across the room.

Imperial Capital, Xiliu Street.

Even at night, this street was still brightly lit, even more lively than during the day.

Just because this street is full of brothels and restaurants, standing on the street and looking around, you can clearly see the girls leaning on the railings and singing and dancing on the buildings on both sides of the street.

"Hehe, look, the hero Zhang Lai from Feiyun Martial Arts School is drunk again!"

"Young Master Zhang, when will you come to Lichunfang to have a drink with me?"

"Master Zhang Lai, the girls in our Jinfeng Building have been waiting for you so hard!"

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On the street, Zhang Lai, who was so drunk that he couldn't even walk steadily, had a very red cheek, but still had a wild smile on his face:

"Hahahaha, Xiaorong sister, I will definitely do it next time, I have something important to do and I have to go back to the martial arts hall today!"

As he said that, he staggered towards the outside of the street.

On this street, the most abundant thing is drunkards. Every morning when the sun comes out, you can always see a few drunkards who are as drunk as dead pigs.

It can be seen how well the order of Xiliu Street is maintained, not for anything else, just because this is the common territory of the three major martial arts halls in the city.

Just like that, Zhang Lai shook his head and left the brightly lit Xiliu Street step by step, walking farther and farther into the dark alley.

But when his figure completely sank into the darkness, a thin figure followed him at a corner of the alley.

Almost in a flash, the drunk Zhang Lai seemed to realize something, and he felt panic inexplicably.

Hmm?

Turning around, a palm like a goshawk's claw directly pierced his throat.

"Uh"

Bang!

Without even a scream, Zhang Lai fell straight into the darkness.

In his throat, blood gushed out like a spring, accompanied by a strong smell of blood, instantly dyeing the surrounding ground red.

The thin young man squatted down, and then pressed his hand on Zhang Lai's abdomen. He was like an experienced hunter, calm and steady!

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