The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 239:
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“Ouch…” Tens of thousands of knights bowed their heads after being scolded, and countless people burst into tears. All prairie men are soldiers. Most of the soldiers of the Golden Lion Battalion who died on the battlefield against Vietnam were their fathers. brother.
“Cry for me! Cry hard! How much tears have you shed today, how much blood will Hongjile Jinpeng and all those beasts who betrayed us tomorrow shed!” Helianzheng’s face was livid, and his face was as cold as a snow-capped mountain. Bingyan, waved his hand.
A sack was thrown heavily in front of the army. The sack was not tied, and countless **** ears rolled out.
“Just last night, the Pixiu tribe colluded with the Jinpeng tribe to cause rebellion and tried to coerce the concubine to assassinate the king.” Helianzheng said coldly, “I have sent their entire clan to see Changshengtian.”
The whole family!
The soldiers opened their mouths wide, with tears flowing from their mouths.
Strictly speaking, the twelve tribes of Huzhuo belong to the same ancestor. Although they have intermarried and lived together for many generations and have branched off into countless branches, there has always been such a well-established rule in the grassland. No matter how they fight for killings, the clan must not be exterminated. For every surname, leave the seeds of passing on from generation to generation.
Thirty years ago, King Kuku conquered the northern and southern grasslands and merged the twelve tribes of Huzhuo. He killed the most unruly Jinpeng tribe into a river of blood, but he also left behind Hongjile Jinpeng, who was only ten years old at the time.
Thirty years later, Hongjile Jinpeng betrayed, four thousand Yin’erji direct soldiers died on the battlefield of Dai Viet, and King Kuku was killed, but Hongjile Jinpeng did not dare to exterminate the Yin’erji clan immediately.
Unexpectedly, even King Kuku and Hongjile Jinpeng did not dare to do something, but it was this new king who always loved to laugh who did it first.
“All sins must be washed away with blood, because the Erji family will not accept any betrayal.” He Lianzheng said solemnly, “Pixiu is just the first one, I don’t care if there is a second one, whoever touches it My people, whose clan should I destroy…” He suddenly raised his arms and roared, “Hongjile Jinpeng, wait until I come to **** your mother!”
“Hongjile Jinpeng, wait until I come to **** your mother!” tens of thousands of people roared together, and the powerful roar swept across the grassland like a storm, as if a whirlwind had suddenly arisen, startling the goshawks resting on the stone mountains in the distance , screamed dumbly, and hit the blue sky!
Snatch them with anger, provoke them with pain, humiliate them with words, and shock them with annihilation.
Forcing out the long-hidden sorrow, anger, and iron-blooded energy deep in the hearts of these dazed knights.
“Crack!”
The clanging long sword was raised diagonally, the light of the sword forced back the bright sunlight, the horses collided with each other, the armor clanked, the sound of tens of thousands of people dismounting was like a sound, the long sword was clasped horizontally in the palm of the hand, and they fell to the ground with a loud sound.
“King!”
Just this.
A huge red sun suddenly jumped out from beyond the horizon, shining brightly for thousands of miles in an instant and burning brightly.
In the rays of light, He Lianzheng’s robes were flying, as solemn as a mountain.
In the radiant light, the last trace of worry in Peony Hua’er’s eyes faded away, she let out a long breath, and revealed a proud smile that was truly as brilliant as Peony Hua’er.
“Hongjile Jinpeng still has some motives.” Wang Jun led the way and galloped towards the royal court. Feng Zhiwei said to Helianzheng on the horse, “From the moment you enter the territory of Huzhuo’s twelve tribes At the beginning, his offensive began. He would first use the concubine to force you to cross the river. Even if you crossed the river safely, there would still be soldiers from the Pixiu and Jinpeng tribes waiting to kill you. Even if they couldn’t kill you, you should be in a very embarrassed state. The damage is not small. At this time, the king’s army is coming to greet you. Whether you, a embarrassed king, can be recognized by the unruly king’s army is a question. You must know that although the king’s army is considered a member of the Golden Lion Clan, many of them are It belongs to the branch of white deer, blue bird and fire fox. If you are not careful, you may stay on the other side forever.”
“Yes.” He Lianzheng admitted readily, “The winner of the grassland is king. There are no certain rules. What’s more, in the royal court, I heard that my brothers from far and near are also competing fiercely. Each has its own power. If I can’t subdue the king’s army, then I won’t even be able to get out of the Pixiu tribe’s territory.”
“Even if you subdue them now, in a series of battles in the future, if you can’t always satisfy them, I think it’s hard to say.” Feng Zhi smiled slightly and held a grass root in his mouth, slowly chewing the slightly bitter taste. .
“I am not better than others in anything.” He Lianzheng said very modestly and proudly, “My only advantage is that the concubine supports me.”
Feng Zhiwei was startled. In the grassland, women have no status after all. Peonies have such an important role?
“This crazy woman is a child descended from heaven. Living Buddha Dama said that she is the patron saint of our grassland.” He Lianzheng said angrily and funny, “Hey! Patron saint! But the morning glory does have her own The good point is that my father picked her up on the battlefield, but in the end it was her who saved his life, carried him out of the battlefield, and walked out alive with the royal guards, and that was how he became the Golden Lion. Prosperous, so the morning glory in the grassland is indeed a well-deserved queen mother.”
“Thank you for your hard luck.” Feng Zhiwei joked, “Otherwise, if any younger brother survived and got Peony Flower’s preference, maybe the situation would be different.”
The people around him suddenly fell silent. Feng Zhiwei turned his head in surprise and saw He Lianzheng pursed his lips tightly, and the purple light in his eyes shone with a strange brilliance.
“No…actually…” he said slowly for a long time.
“Report!”
A report interrupted his words. Although the knight who was speeding over looked calm, his tone was slightly hasty.
“Hongjile Jinpeng summoned the twelve tribes today to set up the Huzhuo Golden Alliance on the bank of Binggu River!”
He Lianzheng’s face was as solid as iron, and his first question was, “Have all the adults gone?”
“The two masters of the White Deer and Blue Bird Division did not go and are still guarding the royal court.”
He Lianzheng looked slightly relaxed and nodded.
“The Fire Fox Division…has gone.” The soldier whispered, “The Golden Lion Division…has also gone.”
He Lianzheng’s face changed drastically, “Who is gone?”
“Kulcha Yinrji.”
He Lianzheng was silent for a while, then waved his hand to signal him to go down.
He looked solemn and remained silent. Feng Zhiwei did not disturb him and only signaled Zong Chen to move his people closer.
“The Huzhuo Golden Alliance was a meeting of the past dynasties. When the clan guarding the royal court is not strong enough to rule the grassland, the other clans can request and be convened with the consent of more than half of the twelve clans if they have sufficient strength. An alliance, such an alliance, usually redefines the master of the grassland, divides the power again, and… expels the original king.” After a while, He Lianzheng explained to her.