north.

A rumbling sound came, dust suddenly rose, and the earth trembled.

Behind a black line, there were dense cavalry, like black clouds, sweeping across the sky, like storm waves, no matter how hard the walls were in front of them, they could not stop their attack.

On the banks of Crescent Lake, many people from small countries were in a panic. No matter how much the military judge scolded him, it would be useless. It smelled like a disaster was coming.

Even the originally majestic army of Wu Kingdom was slightly scattered, which made Fang Yuan feel trembling.

I know that in front of the cavalry of the Yuan Kingdom, even the strength of the Wu Kingdom would be slightly inferior.

"Law!"

The horses are galloping, and the number of cavalry is tens of thousands.

They came to the lakeside, but stopped again, followed the orders and began to set up camps. At the center, a huge golden camp was first to be built. The ground was covered with good wool blankets, and the outside was decorated with gold foil, gems and beautiful jade, like a heavenly palace, suppressing the countries.

"That's not the big banner of King Yuan Khan!"

Xie Lingyun looked at the flags on the golden tent and was so angry that her body trembled: "Just a prince, should she represent a country? Arrogant and domineering!"

"What if I am strong and I am weak?"

Fang Yuan didn't care: "The landlords have arrived, so it's time for us to go down!"

In fact, if the vassal states on this continent can truly unite, a mere Yuan country will definitely not be able to resist, but they are already fighting hard, how can they work together to fight against foreign enemies?

"Not to mention, the Yuan Dynasty's main attack direction has always been a powerful country such as Xia and Wu. Of course, other kings are eager to watch the fun!"

With this enlightenment in his heart, Fang Yuan became less optimistic about the future of the Manghui.

Not long after, many monarchs appeared one by one and took the stage to the table.

Xie Lingyun bit her cherry lips and came to Fang Yuan: "Master... If things are inconsistent today, I hope to protect myself first!"

"Of course I will pay attention!"

Fang Yuan knew very well that Xia Guo was pressing his treasure to the point where he could break through the Tongyuan realm in the future, so he was so concerned about his own safety.

But how could he tell him bluntly? He just nodded slightly to express his understanding, leaving the princess helpless.

At this time, I can only introduce the figures of various countries to him first:

"That is the king of Qi. Qi has the benefits of salt fields and is rich. Because the people are rich, there are not many outstanding scholars of Wuzong... "

Xie Lingyun instructed Fang Yuan one by one: "There is also the red-faced monarch who is the king of Kun Kingdom. Kun Kingdom is a small country and poor people, but Wu Feng is fierce. Even if he encounters a Wushu, he dares to fight. In the previous battle of Huangchi, Wu Kingdom used the Flying Dragon General and took five years to barely defeat Kun Kingdom. After the liquidation cost was settled, he lost money to the extreme. From then on, Kun Kingdom was listed as a country that was not expropriated..."

Fang Yuan looked at the king of Kun Kingdom with interest and found that he was indeed very powerful, especially with cultivation, and actually had the perfect cultivation of the twelve levels of martial arts. It was really not easy to put it among a monarch.

At this time, on the opposite table, a fat and white monarch saw Fang Yuan's gaze and bowed his hands, which was very humble.

"Who is that?"

As the saying goes, "Not slapping a smiley person, Fang Yuan looked at the flag behind him and asked thoughtfully.

"That's the king of Zhu, a good man, and he is highly respected at home, just like the monarchs before our Xia Kingdom!"

When Xie Lingyun said this, she spoke with sarcasm.

When Fang Yuan heard this, he immediately understood that this monarch was just a puppet that balanced all forces in Zhu, and was a brother and brother with the previous monarch of Xia.

He made a big fuss in Zhu State before, and even captured the Poison King Jie Wuming, which was extremely powerful. This person was respectful and afraid, which was understandable.

The Yuanwu Alliance has a specific set of etiquette.

On the high platform, only the king has a seat, and no matter how other followers are, they can only stand.

Back then, when the lords of the three palaces of Youshan "escorted" the king of Xia Kingdom to join the alliance, they also guarded him and remained unavailable.

Fang Yuan and Xie Lingyun are both standing behind the King of Xia Kingdom, and are in a very high position, looking like the top five.

‘This is the status that Xia Kingdom won at this alliance last time?’

Fang Yuan knew very well that once he officially established Youshan Prefecture at this alliance, the future alliance would have his own place.

Of course, this requires one's own struggles. The first thing to face is the difficulties caused by various countries.

‘I don’t know what the Yuan and Wu countries have prepared for me today? But I’m really looking forward to it!’

Fang Yuan watched other kings sit down, and the musicians around him played the edict of the king, which was very consistent with the ancient rituals, and even he listened with relish.

Such a grand scene cannot be seen anywhere.

As the drums and music were sounding, the king of Wu and the prince of Yuan dismounted and walked up slowly.

"The king of Wu Kingdom Wu Qiankun is said to be wise and wise, and is a generation of heroes. He is determined to reform and his national strength is growing... Of course, after that great defeat, his prestige was ruined, and recently the Yuan Dynasty was defeated..."

When Xie Lingyun said this, her voice became a little confused.

After all, if everything goes well, maybe this is her husband.

It's just that the world is messing with people, and it's all about this.

"good!"

Fang Yuan also saw Wu Wudao and others behind Wu Qiankun, shook his head and looked at the Yuan team: "Where is that young man?"

"He is the eighth son of the Khan of the Yuan Kingdom, named Geritu, and has the meaning of light! He is suitable for the Yuan Kingdom, and has both natural advantages in age and powerful descendants to watch it. This is the best choice for the crown prince."

Xie Lingyun was beautiful and frowned.

As soon as the eighth prince entered the venue, her eyes wandered. She keenly felt that her eyes had become more noticeable, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry.

"Sure enough, wolf Gu Ying looked at him!"

Fang Yuan nodded and shook his head again: "Since the Yuan Kingdom has established itself, he still cannot get rid of his original tribal habits. If the two are not trusted, there will be a big disaster!"

Among all countries, the system of inheritance of the eldest son is still emphasized. The Yuan Dynasty is influenced by other countries, and this kind of thought may not be missing.

In addition, with shamanism and advanced medical skills, the lifespan of the nobles of the Yuan Dynasty was no longer as short as before. If this continues, chaos will inevitably occur in the future.

It's hard to say that there will be a good show of brothers fighting each other.

Geritu's eyes swept across the south, and saw many pale, pleasing, or fearful faces, but his heart suddenly became hot: 'As a matter of fact... the southerners are as weak as rumors and like internal struggles. This world will eventually be mine, and will be shrouded in the light!'

As I saw it, I suddenly saw another woman.

She was fluttering in white, with a graceful body, and a hint of nobility in her expression, and her heart couldn't help but feel moved.

‘Since my elder brother has presented the princess of the Xiye tribe and made my father happy, I can’t fall behind.’

Immediately stopped and said in a voice: "You are..."

"Dear Eighth Prince, this is the daughter of the King of Xia Kingdom, the Prince of Lingyun!"

Next to him, a ritual officer hurriedly said.

"You are good! Very good!"

Geritu laughed loudly, and the light in his eyes made Fang Yuan frown in displeasure.

"Who are you?"

Geritu's eyes turned and he immediately noticed Fang Yuan again.

"Your Highness the Eighth Prince!"

Wu Wudao's eyes rolled, and a malicious voice came: "This is the number one warrior among our southerners, the owner of Youshan Palace in Xia Kingdom - Fang Yuan! He is only twenty years old this year!"

"You are Fang Yuan?"

The Eight Prince's eyes froze: "I don't know what about comparing to the number one warrior in my Yuan Kingdom? Zhuoligetu!"

He shouted and a black-faced man behind him immediately took a step forward.

This man is eight feet tall, with a rough face, with a green light in his narrow eyes, and his nose is curled up, like a wolf or an eagle. He is wearing a grassland robe, but his chest is exposed, with a green wolf head tattooed on it.

Zhuoligetu has the meaning of fearlessness in the grassland language.

This person's aura was concentrating, not exposed. According to Fang Yuan, he was also the first-class Wuzong, and he was even above General Feilong of the Wu Kingdom.

"I will produce one hundred war horses and ten golden cakes. I bet that your warriors will definitely be inferior to mine!"

The Eighth Prince stepped forward and looked at the king of Xia: "How is it?"

"Ahem..."

The Lord of Xia coughed and his face turned paler.

Xie Lingyun couldn't see it and stood up: "Please respect yourself, the Eighth Prince! Do you want to break up the alliance before the alliance has begun?"

Geritu was stunned.

I immediately remembered that he was not Khan, but just a prince, and even the position of crown prince was not very stable.

This time, the Khan entrusted him with great responsibility. If he acted impulsively for a moment, what consequences would be caused? The brothers who were eyeing him would definitely not miss this opportunity.

Immediately sneered, turned around and left, and came to the top of the Yuan Kingdom and sat down.

The ritual officer breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice: "The kings are here and start the military parade!"

The Yuanwu Alliance is originally a demonstration of strength, and it also needs to choose a master of the powerful!

In the past, this honorary leader fell on both Yuan and Wu countries.

If Wu Kingdom has obtained it, the grassland will be peaceful and peaceful. You can also use the name of this leader to annex mountains and rivers among the allies in the name of mediation and slaughter the world.

If the Yuan Kingdom had it and knew the weakness of the countries in the south, it would often set off a wave of nomadic crazes going south and the lives would be devastated.

‘It’s just... no matter what, there is nothing to do with the common people! No! There is nothing to do with the minor country…’

Fang Yuanchao glanced at the monarchs of the small countries, and his expression was filled with mercy: "Rise, the people suffer! Death, the people suffer! But because it is an extraordinary world after all, and at least there is a place for us practitioners!"

Woo woo!

The military horn sounded, and elite troops from various countries rectified their camps and arranged them into square formations, passing through the formations under the high platform in accordance with order.

In an instant, there were yellow dragons under the platform, the armor rolled, and the swords flashed, which was quite lively.

‘Well, the elite soldiers of all countries generally have the level of internal breathing in the four levels, and the average physical fitness is very high…’

After seeing it for a few times, Fang Yuan felt relieved.
Chapter completed!