Tang led more than two thousand young and strong Desolate Man warriors. They had been wandering in the Wilderness after winter. Relying on their familiarity with the Tianqi Mountains, they successfully avoided the pursuit of the Left King's Palace and the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army until they finally completed a perfect ambush at the canyon.
There was no end to revenge. The Left King's Palace and the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army would definitely increase their efforts to wipe out the Desolate. Tang led the Desolate Man warriors and began to retreat to the north. There was one more black horse carriage in the team.
It was already spring in the Central Plains, but it was still snowing in the north of the Wilderness.
In the past few years, the Desolate Man who went south fought continuously with the Left King's Palace and the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army. In the end, they failed and were forced to retreat thousands of miles north to this bitter cold area.
Compared with the frozen Hot Sea and the Cold Region of the Far North, the climate here was tolerable for the Desolate Man and could even be considered warm. But for Ning Que, especially the seriously ill Sangsang, the climate here was a bit harsh.
Tang arranged for the two of them to live in a relatively remote animal skin tent. Ning Que looked at the camp of the Desolate Man's tribe which stretched for more than ten miles and asked, "When are we going to meet the elders in the Senior Statesman Society?"
"I'll deal with this first. You two wait here for the night."
Tang handed over the wine bag tied around his waist.
During the more than ten days back to the north, Ning Que was used to drinking this bitter wine made by the Desolate Man every day. He drank a few mouthfuls and felt that his body was much warmer. Sangsang took the wine bag from his hand and sipped it. She looked delicate, but in fact, she did not stop drinking. After a while, the wine bag deflated.
At this moment, there was a sudden muffled sound beside her. Ning Que did not know why he fell to the ground. Looking at the way he kept smacking his lips, he should be fine and seemed to have fallen asleep.
Sangsang felt a little strange. Compared to her, Ning Que's tolerance for alcohol was extremely poor. But he did not get drunk after drinking so many times. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something and looked up at Tang.
Her eyes were very bright and her thin eyebrows were knitted very seriously.
For some reason, Tang suddenly felt a little cold when he saw her expression. He laughed at himself and said, "I just put some herbal powder to relax his mind and let him have a good sleep. It won't hurt him."
Sangsang said, "He's in good health now. He shouldn't have been poisoned."
Tang said, "I've been practicing the Enlightenment Doctrine since I was a child, so I know his physical condition very well. Moreover, the wine was mixed with medicinal powder, not poison, so he will still fall asleep."
"I didn't expect this wine to be useless to you."
He looked at Sangsang and asked after a moment of silence, "Are you really Yama's daughter?"
Sangsang nodded.
Tang said, "I don't know what the senior statesman's attitude towards your arrival is. I know that Ning Que is a very dangerous person, so I don't want him to interfere in the internal discussion of the Desolate Man."
"I understand," said Sangsang.
Tang added, "If the Elders don't agree to take you in, you will die."
Sangsang said, "We came here to gamble."
Dunn said, "But this is his gamble."
Sangsang said, "I can accept the result."
Dunn said nothing more.
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Snowflakes kept falling into the Desolate Man's camp. The countless tents that had been filled with laughter and singing became quiet. It was not because of sadness or the hardships of life. The Desolate Man had long learned to calmly face the death of their clansmen. They had lived a hard life for a thousand years. The silence was because of the quarrel coming from the tent in the center of the camp, and also because of the black horse carriage parked outside the camp.
The tent in the center of the camp was not much different from the other tents. The only difference was that there were dozens of slender ribbons tied to the tent, which added a sense of warmth and mystery.
The highest authority of the Desolate Man's tribe was the senior statesman. Because the matter that was to be discussed today was too important, more than 20 Desolate Man leaders were also sitting in the field.
"Anyway, we're going to fight the people of the Central Plains. It's not a big deal to take in the Daughter of Yama."
"The West-Hill Divine Palace hasn't really invested in the past few years. Prince Long Qing is just a dog raised by Haotian Taoism. If they know that we have taken in the Daughter of Yama, do you think the war will continue like this? By then, the enemies we will face will be ten times stronger than now! "
"What's the difference between waiting for the Central Plains countries to send more troops and waiting for the West-Hill Divine Palace to send more powerhouses into the Wilderness? After all, there will be a bloody battle. It has nothing to do with us no matter how strong they are. "
"Time. The most important thing is time. If there is no Daughter of Yama, the Central Plains countries and the West-Hill Divine Palace will still want to preserve their strength and let others die in our hands. We can buy time for the women to give birth to more children and let more children become real warriors. If there is no time, we can't hold on."
"But have you thought about it? Ning Que promised that as long as we take in the Daughter of Yama, the Academy will not participate in this war. If the powerhouses from the Second floor of the Academy come to the Wilderness, they will be more terrible than the West-Hill Divine Palace."
"Ning Que fled with the Daughter of Yama, which is equivalent to betraying the human world. Why would the Academy remain neutral because of him? I don't think his words have any credibility. "
"The most important problem is that we, the Desolate, have worshiped Yama for a thousand years. Now that the Daughter of Yama is wandering in the world, but we don't take her in or protect her, what's the point of worshiping her for a thousand years?"
"We, the Desolate, have been worshiping Yama for a thousand years, but we still live in such a miserable way. Moreover, the Underworld Invasion will not do us any good. Are we really going to be the vanguard of the Underworld? I don't want to be a ghost soldier! "
The Desolate in the tent had completely different opinions on whether to take in Ning Que and the Daughter of Yama. The dispute continued without a conclusion. The First Elder and the most powerful Tang remained silent.
The two sides were in a deadlock and even began to influence each other. The old and prudent elders gradually became hot-blooded, while the hot-blooded and impulsive warriors became more worried. But there was still no conclusion. Gradually, more and more people were inclined to kill Ning Que and Sangsang for the safety of the Desolate tribe.
The First Elder stood up with difficulty and walked to the table in the middle of the tent. His skinny body, which had been eroded by time and bad environment for many years, seemed to fall apart with just a few shakes.
There were some things messily piled up on the wooden table. There were golden leaves, a thick stack of notes, and a few waist tokens. These were all things that Tang found on Ning Que.
The First Elder's skinny palm moved slowly on the table and said, "Return these things to the Daughter of Yama later. No matter whether we kill or keep them, we must maintain the due respect."
Tang calmly agreed and walked to the table, ready to put away the things.
The First Elder's fingers suddenly trembled like old bamboo in the wind.
Tang looked at the direction of the old man's finger. His pupils slightly shrank and his body became a little stiff. After a long silence, he realized that everything was predestined.
The First Elder glanced at him and sighed, "In that case, let them stay."
Tang nodded and said, "I think so too."
The elders and the warriors in the tent were very surprised. Even those who were willing to take in Ning Que and Sangsang were a little shocked. They did not understand why the First Elder and the powerful Tang, who had been silent all the time, suddenly showed their attitude at this time, and it was such a clear and firm attitude.
The First Elder picked up the thing on the table and let everyone see it with their own eyes.
It was an waist token. It was not made of gold, wood, or stone, and no one knew what it was made of. It was pure white, with a black pattern carved in relief. Looking at the fresh marks on the edge, it seemed to be carved not long ago.
The black pattern was a statue. It seemed to be a human, but it also seemed to be some kind of god. The pure white exterior looked like a boundless radiance. Because the person or god had his back to the light, his face and body were immersed in deep shadows, and it was impossible to see clearly.
It was quiet in the tent, and the sound of snowflakes falling on the roof became extremely clear.
The First Elder said slowly, "More than a thousand years ago, the Great Divine Priest of Light brought the Tomes of Arcane into the Wilderness to preach. We, the Desolate, believed in the Enlightenment Doctrine and worshiped Yama. A thousand years later, we returned to the south and met the daughter of Yama and the successor of the Great Divine Priest of Light. This is probably the so-called fate. In that case, we have to finish this even if our race is exterminated."
Tang looked at the warriors and said solemnly, "Back then, I accepted disciples on behalf of my teacher and taught you the Enlightenment Doctrine's cultivation method, so that the inheritance could continue. Now that the inheritance has reappeared, you should know what to do."
The warriors knelt on one knee and very respectfully saluted. They answered in unison, "We pledge our lives to serve you."
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Ning Que woke up with a headache. At first, he thought it was because of his alcohol tolerance and felt a little ashamed. Later, he found out that Tang had drugged him, so he became angry. However, when he knew the final decision of the Desolate's Senior Statesmen, joy and excitement immediately replaced all the negative emotions.
However, there were still some things that he could not understand.
A few years ago in the Wilderness, he had heard from Mo Shanshan that the Devil's Doctrine and the Desolate Man believed in Yama, but they were extremely afraid of Yama's descent into the world. In their teachings, Yama's descent into the world meant the arrival of darkness, and the Desolate Man did not like darkness either.
That was why he could understand the Desolate Man's fear and respect for Sangsang, but they were unwilling to take her in. So what made the Desolate Man suddenly change his attitude and become so positive?
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In the 18th year of the Tianqi era, there was a strange sign in the sky. There were thick clouds that did not disperse and the cawing of crows was unpleasant. It started from the Yuelun Kingdom, passed through the swamp, passed the Tang border, crossed the Helan, and arrived at the Eastern Wilderness before continuing north.
The whole world knew that Ning Que had brought Sangsang, the daughter of Yama, into the Desolate Man's tribe. The West-Hill Divine Palace sent a letter to the senior statesmen of the Desolate Man's tribe, ordering them to kill or hand over the Yama Maiden immediately. In return, the West-Hill Divine Palace promised to stop attacking the Desolate Man and open up a large pasture in the Eastern Wilderness to help the Desolate Man rebuild their country.
The senior statesmen of the Desolate calmly and firmly rejected the request of the West-Hill Divine Palace.
The West-Hill Divine Palace announced to the world that all cultivators were to enter the Wilderness. There was already a steady flow of provisions into the Wilderness, and all countries began to recruit soldiers.
The West-Hill Divine Palace said in the rescript that this was no longer just a war against the Desolate Man, but a holy war to save the world. The real war was about to begin.
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