Chapter 20 The Original Battle

Gu Xinghe didn't explain much, but gently asked, "So what about you?"

The prince straightened his long hair with his hand. Hearing Gu Xinghe ask this question, he nodded gently and said, "Me? I'm going to find a way down the mountain and return to the territory of the empire. After all, my wife and daughter are still there. How can I abandon them?

Gu Xinghe nodded and suddenly thought of his father and mother who had not seen each other for nearly five years. Are you all right?

And the master, where are you now?

Suddenly, Gu Xinghe moved and asked the prince loudly, "Dare to ask Huang Gui, I don't know if Qianqi State and the four-nation alliance will form a five-nation alliance when you leave?"

The prince was surprised and asked in surprise, "My father seems to have this idea, but I don't know how Brother Huang Gui knows it. I only know some zero points about this matter."

Gu Xinghe then talked about Yujun, and then said, "Is there really a prophet in this world?"

The prince shook his head and said that he was not sure whether he had it or not. After a moment, he said slowly, "This matter is really strange, and I will do my best to explore it. If Brother Xinghe, if you enter the territory of the empire again, you must come to me. At that time, I will tell you the situation I found out, and then we will be there. How about drinking 300 cups together?

Gu Xinghe laughed and said, "Brother, you are really a good man. When I come out of this mountain, he will definitely come to you for a drink."

On the top of the mountain, far away from the clouds, we regret to say goodbye and laugh.

There are no feasts in the world. On that day, after the two people's strength was roughly restored, the prince held his sword to find the way down the mountain, while the ancient Xinghe continued to climb higher.

On the other side of the mountain is an endless abyss. Gu Xinghe is convinced that if he accidentally falls under the cliff, there must be only one result, that is, the meat mud that has been thrown into pieces.

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A few days later, the winter of the empire's calendar of 844 finally arrived, but on this continent, after all, there was such a place, not according to the imperial calendar, and their chronology methods were different.

On this day, Gu Xinghe fell in love with a less steep mountain wall and decided to take the risk of going down with a sword with his proud magical power.

But after all, he still underestimated the natural danger set by the god of the ancestor. When the ancient Xinghe fell to the ground, there were no scars all over his body, and the inner house was also greatly damaged. In desperation, he had no choice but to meditate on the edge of the Great Plains to recover from his injury.

had never expected that there was no fluctuation of heaven and earth on the plain, but another kind of aura was extremely abundant. However, as a people of the Phoenix clan, he could not absorb any of this aura, so the injury recovered extremely slowly. In desperation, he could only hold a crutch and slowly Go to the center of the tribal plain.

Although the tribal plain is called the word "plain", it is not an extremely vast plain, which is vast and boundless, but on this plain, there are also many mountains, peaks and ditches and deserts.

After nearly three months, the wind and rain came all the way, but Gu Xinghe never found the existence of a human race. His beard gradually grew out, and his face gradually became dark because of the lack of vitality. His hair was messy. Although his injuries had healed, the crutches in his hand were not thrown away. Drop.

At this time, he was no different from the old beggar begging on the roadside in his previous life.

When she was hungry, she caught two wild animals and roasted them. Anyway, she never lacked seasonings.

When he was thirsty, he bent down and picked up the mellow stream on the plain, which tasted better than the imperial wine Qiongyao.

When he was sleepy, he directly took the sky as the quilt and the earth as the seat, slept up to the sky, and continued to walk towards the center of the plain he identified.

He is such a persistent person. He determines the only goal and approaches this goal unswervingly. Even if he can't see the slightest hope, he has never said the word "give up".

The only shortcoming is that in this empty place, he often feels empty and lonely, but he can't find anyone to speak. At this time, he misses the days when he was in the southern dense forest with Xuanyuan Huanggui and Yu Wen Zhuyan six months ago.

Although it is bitter, it is happy.

It's not like now, a person is alone in front of him, talking to himself and entertaining himself.

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Deep in the tribal plain, somewhere with fertile water and grass.

"Kill!!!" A man in brown animal clothing, wearing feathers, raised the stone weapon in his hand and roared to the sky.

Behind him, there are thousands of people with bare breasts, all roaring up to the sky, holding indescribable weapons in their hands, barefoot, and sprinting forward fiercely under the leadership of the leader.

Opposite them, there were also a group of barefoot and open-chested tribal clans, who also raised the crude weapons in their hands and rushed forward fiercely under the leadership of the leader.

This place is on the edge of the tribal plain, which is a war between two mutually hostile tribes.

In the distance, there is a clear river winding through, with clear and fragrant river water. Next to the river, there stands a ragged and fluffy man.

This person came here on foot to the Ancient Star River.

Ancient Xinghe did not expect that when he first saw human beings in the great plains of this tribe, it was such a scene that he encountered a struggle between the two tribes.

However, it was also a pleasant thing to finally meet human beings. Gu Xinghe bent down, picked up a handful of cool river water, washed the dust on the face, and then picked up a handful and poured it into his throat. The running for days, coupled with the irreparable power, has made him feel exhausted.

"Do not move!" It is a crisp voice, which should be a girl's voice. This is Gu Xinghe's first thought at this time.

Then he laughed at himself. It turned out that his power had regressed to such a level that he didn't even know that someone had come to him.

However, Gu Xinghe did not follow the girl's intention and asked him to "not move", but he drank all the water in his hand, and then put down his hands and slowly raised his head. At this time, he did not move.

In front of him stood a young girl, holding a sharp spear with the tip of the spear, which was now resting on the neck of the ancient star river. The young girl seemed to be sixteen or seven years old, with long black hair fluttering in the wind, with a bright face and a bright light in her eyes. She was wearing clothes made of white cloth, wearing emerald green straw shoes on her feet, and ten small and exquisite toes exposed.

"bu? Unexpectedly, the primitive tribe has cloth?" He thought in surprise.

But he never thought that if he stared at the young girl so intently, even if the girl didn't care, she would be ashamed and angry.

Sure enough, "Bum!" With a crisp sound, the girl held a long spear in her hand and suddenly knocked on the head of Gu Xinghe with her spear, waking him up from meditation.

"Why did you hit me?" The ancient galaxy is a little inexplicable.

"Then why do you always stare at me?" The young girl hummed.

Gu Xinghe rolled his eyes, but he did not expect that his honor at this time was really unsightly. It was extremely funny and ridiculous, and such a smile made people even smaller.

Sure enough, the girl was holding a spear in one hand and laughing in the other hand, but she did not dare to laugh loudly. She could only bend over and smile at the ninja, which made Gu Xinghe very inexplicable.

Is your appearance really that ridiculous?

Not far from the two, the Naliangzhi tribe is still fighting endlessly. There are no iron weapons, no strategic plans, and no profound cultivation of the Phoenix people. What they rely on can only rely on is the most primitive stone weapons and simple guns and spears made of wood, even bows and arrows. Yes.

This is a war without the slightest suspense

However, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The winner can occupy fertile territory, as well as fat cattle and sheep and food, while the loser can only become the slave of the winner, or simply be slaughtered to death.

This is a real war. Although the weapons are simple, people are dying all the time, blood splashing and blood flowing into rivers.

Is it possible that the bright and red flowers in this great plain are watered by the blood of these tribesmen?

The young girl obviously came to the battlefield for the first time, holding her spear hands and trembling. Gu Xinghe did not know which side her tribe belonged to, but it is certain that her clan died all the time.

It's getting dark, but the war is still going on. The spear in the hands of the young girl has already been thrown on the ground, but Gu Xinghe has not restrained her, or in the depths of his heart, he naturally disdains to do such a bullying.

"Puff!!!" A mouthful of blood spewed out, and a sharp spear was inserted on the chest of one of the leaders, which penetrated his back fiercely.

The leader stretched out his hand and pointed to a certain part of the sky. He seemed to have something to say, but after all, he couldn't say it. As soon as his head turned away, he was dead.

With the death of the leader, the form of war immediately began to move to one side. The tribes on one side kept their torso and the tribes on the other side, and the simple weapons in their hands were stained with more and more blood. The other tribe threw down their weapons one after another, some surrendered directly, some spread their feet and ran far away, and a small part of them were still stubbornly resisting and fighting to the end.

The winning tribe is obviously not ready to give up those fleeing tribesmen. They hold weapons and chase them crazily behind the deserters.

Gu Xinghe looked at the corners of the young girl's mouth and smiled brightly. He knew that her tribe was undoubtedly the winning side.