Chapter 1206 Prepare for the wedding!
The weather in early autumn is slightly cool.
The mist covers the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang.
Looking at the south tower of Zhen, it is like a dream.
Xu Yi rolled up his sleeves and was wiping the dust from Zhennan Tower.
Originally, the energy could be cleaned from top to bottom with just one blow, but Xu Yi did not choose to do that.
Wiping and washing little by little is a respect for heroic souls and a longing for them.
Like Xu Yi, there are many senior executives in southern Xinjiang.
No one spoke, they were all busy silently.
The wet towel wiped the deep name, some of which were too familiar, as if they were engraved in the soul.
So the towel was wiped into the heart, leaving traces of moistness.
If you think about it carefully, this day will be the centenary of the vast invasion.
A hundred years ago, the Cangmang Iron Cavalry crossed Butian Pass for the first time and arrived towards Yelang Pass in the southern border.
An inconspicuous arrow set off a bloody battle for decades.
Fortunately, Xu Mutian appeared in southern Xinjiang.
Today, the south tower of Zhen is still there, and there are still people who wipe it from time to time.
But the vast barbarian country has disappeared into the long river of time.
In Tianlong, you can occasionally see many barbarians, but there are spirit-binding locks hanging around your neck, and your dantian lifeline has been sealed, becoming slaves and hardworking, doing the lowest level of work.
Ten years ago, Di Jiu issued a national order to allow the barbarians to transform from slaves to civilians, but it depends on the mood of his master and how much contribution the barbarian slave has made.
But in short, the life of barbarians is very tragic.
Many of these barbarian children were labeled as slaves at birth, opening up a painful and heavy life.
To them, the dragons are cruel and ruthless.
However, from the day when Cangmang Kingdom began to invade Tianlong, Cangmang committed endless murders under Tianlong. From the moment the Blood City was born, the barbarians were destined to pay the price for what their ancestors and their fathers did.
It still has nothing to do with right or wrong.
The strong prey on the weak.
There are also barbarian slaves in southern Xinjiang, mining and transporting stones, logging wood and raising horses, carrying strategic supplies, etc.
Some soldiers would cause trouble for barbarian slaves for no reason, but Xu Yi would not pay attention to it even when he saw it.
Is Xu Yi cruel?
No, it's just a different position.
The blood and hatred of the past cannot disappear with the vastness. It should be remembered in the hearts of the dragon people, and will never forget this shame.
Hurry...
Xu Yi rolled up his sleeves, poured out the turbid sewage, replaced it with clear water, jumped up, and arrived at the top of the south tower of Zhennan, and continued to wipe the dust.
Hai Dongqing stopped not far away for a long time, wiping an inconspicuous name: Di Bing.
This name is probably already unclear in the hearts of the vast majority of Tianlong people.
He is the old Nan King.
Xu Yi's guide can also be called a chess piece from Zulong Mountain, an irrelevant chess piece.
Before Xu Yi's rise, Di Bing controlled everything in southern Xinjiang.
Yan Fei and the two young generals of Haidongqing were also excavated by Di Bing. Later, they became Xu Yi's right-hand man and an indispensable assistant.
After the death of Lao Nan, no grand funeral was held, because as soon as the death of Lao Nan, Cangmang took the opportunity to attack in full force. The Battle of Blood City broke out at that time.
After the battle, the Blood City was rebuilt, and there was a name of Di Bing silently on the Zhennan Tower, and that's all.
Hai Dongqing's eyes were full of dazedness.
Chapter completed!