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Chapter 792

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The mountains rose and fell. The intense battle continued. Following the signal from the Hua Xia army, more than two hundred Hua Xia soldiers on the mountain path at the foot of Little Gray Ridge had already formed a formation and were ready to charge. Helmets, steel sabers, crossbows, armor … In the few years they had been living in the southwest, the Huaxia army had concentrated on improving their armaments and raw materials, so the small units' armaments were already of excellent quality. However, at the front of the battlefield, the warriors of the Heng Gui Tribe did not show the slightest hint of fear when they sensed the Hua Xia army's intention to counterattack. Instead, they roared in unison. As the war bugle sounded, a large number of Heng Gui warriors brandished their swords and spears, their bodies stained with blood. Their roars converged into a terrifying tide.

To survive in the vast mountains, the Ni tribe's bravery was unquestionable. Compared to the formation of the two hundred Hua Xia soldiers, the gathering of thousands of Heng Chi warriors, their rough roars and the power they displayed made one's blood boil and heart surge. The terrain of Xiao Liang Mountain was rugged and complicated. Previously, the Black Flag Army and the rest of the tribal king's guards had taken advantage of the terrain to defend the area below Little Grey Ridge, making it difficult for the Heng Qing tribe's attack to succeed. Now, they finally had the chance to fight head-on.

Amidst the smoke, the assault of thousands of people was about to drown the entire Little Gray Ridge.

The chief, Shi Meng, had already raised his giant blade. Li Xiannong was overwhelmed with emotions.

"I want to see just how powerful the legendary Black Flag Army is!"

Ever since the Jurchens came south, the Wu dynasty's soldiers' weakness had become a fact in the scholars' hearts. The commander-in-chief was corrupt, the soldiers were greedy for life and afraid of death, therefore they were unable to resist the Jurchens. However, compared to the snowy land and icy skies in the north, the barbarians in the south were valiant and could still fight against the world's strongest soldiers. This was also one of the reasons why Li Xiannong was so confident in this arrangement. At this moment, he could not help but blurt out these words. Men treat the world as a chessboard and play games unhindered. This is how it should be. Chieftain Shi Meng let out a "Ha" sound. This feeling came to an abrupt end in the next moment.

Bang! Something splashed on Li Xiannong's face, and his huge body fell to the ground with a "Ha" sound.

The sky was overcast, the wind was blowing dully, and the shouts continued. The warriors of the Heng Guan Tribe had already swamped them. Under their high-speed charge, they unleashed fierce attacks. More than two hundred Black Flag Army soldiers were submerged in the front line in the blink of an eye. Some of the long blades hacked down on their armors, some of the iron shields smashing apart the giant clubs. The ferocious blades hacked down the barbarians who didn't have any defensive equipment on the ground. The Black Flag Army soldiers were divided into groups of eight or nine, ten or so people, gathering together to face this surging charge that was ten times their own.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

At the edge of the forest behind them, Li Xiannong had just finished speaking and had just lowered the lens of his binoculars. The wind was blowing, and he stood there without moving. The people around him also did not move. Among these people, there were the Jiangnan heroes that had come with Li Xiannong, and the guards of Chief Shi Meng. At this moment, they were all slightly dazed, and did not understand what had happened. Just as Chief Shi Meng had laughed, from the forest at the top of the mountain to the side, a bullet had crossed the distance of more than a hundred zhang and landed on Shi Meng's neck.

The majestic man's throat was immediately smashed. Blood burst out, and he fell to the ground with a loud bang along with his long blade. Before the people could react, Li Xiannong's ambition was still wandering in this dream of using the world as a chessboard. He had officially placed down his opening chess piece, and was considering how to continue the battle. The enemy general had arrived.

On the front line below, the fierce battle had begun. More than two hundred Hua Xia soldiers had already charged into the tide of attacks. In the heart of the slaughter, the black flag cut through the waves, standing tall. The warriors of the Ni tribe also had the same unyielding fighting spirit. No one had noticed the change in the rear.

Li Xiannong recovered from his extremely slow consciousness. He glanced at the corpse of the chief beside him, and opened his mouth. The battle cries in the air were spreading. He said, "Stop him …" The people around him did not understand, so he said again, "Stop him, don't let anyone see him."

The Jiangnan warriors that had come with Li Xiannong finally understood what he was saying. They were about to move forward when the guards behind Shi Meng charged forward, their weapons unsheathed, and blocked the warriors.

Li Xiannong's face turned yellow and then white, and his mind buzzed. Seeing this confrontation, he turned and left, and the warriors by his side also followed. The group quickly crossed the forest. Whistling arrows whistled past the forest, and the sounds of chaos outside the forest began to increase. On the other side of the forest, a wave of killing had also begun to intensify. Before Li Xiannong and the others could walk out, they saw a small group of people fighting their way over.

In this time's Little Grey Ridge Conference, the Heng Gui tribe had suddenly launched an attack. Many of the chief's guards had been separated on the periphery of the battlefield, and could not break through to help. What appeared before them was a Black Flag troop of twenty to thirty people. Leading them was the great villain of the Black Flag Army, 'Towering Blade' Du Sha. Normally, Li Xiannong might have realized that this troop's sudden attack from the side wasn't a coincidence. But at this moment, he could only run as fast as he could.

The warriors by his side charged forward in an attempt to stop this special forces troop, but what greeted them were crossbows whistling through the air. Li Xiannong had originally tried to maintain his image as he ran, but now he gritted his teeth and sprinted. Perhaps he was tripped by someone or a tree root, but he suddenly flew out and fell to the ground. He crawled a few times, but before he could stand up, someone stomped on his back. His lower abdomen hit a rock on the ground, and his entire face contorted in pain.

"Tie him up!"

The sounds of fighting came wave after wave from the distance. The fighting nearby had already come to an end. Li Xiannong's hands were locked behind his back, and he was tied up with hemp rope. In his shaky vision, the warriors had either fallen or fled in all directions. 'Towering Blade' Du Sha, who was charging over, did not pay much attention to the situation here. He led the majority of his troops and charged in the direction Li Xiannong had come from.

Li Xiannong's hands and feet were bound, and he was unable to move. His heart had already turned cold, and only after a while did he vaguely realize what this troop was going to do. The Black Flag Army's counterattack, the flintlock that had flown over, and the appearance of this troop were all linked. If Shi Meng hadn't lost his life to that flintlock, this troop was clearly going to charge at Shi Meng's rear. This thought flashed through his mind, and he didn't know what kind of complicated feeling it was. Looking around, there were only three Black Flag members guarding this place, and the fighting was still going on in the distance. A glimmer of hope rose in his heart. Perhaps the Heng Gui tribe could still defeat the Black Flag Army head-on. After a while, Brother Lang, Mother Lian and the others would arrive, and he would still have a chance to be saved.

But this kind of hope still sank in the end.

In the distance, the sounds of fighting, shouts, and war drums gradually became uniform, signifying that the battle was beginning to tilt towards one side. This wasn't surprising. The Sini tribe of the southwest was undoubtedly brave, but the entire system was led by the chieftain. With Shi Meng's death, either a new chieftain would surrender, or the entire tribe would collapse. Right now, all of this was clearly happening.

Things didn't go on for long. The shouts gradually died down, and after that, there were more sounds of slaughter and footsteps. There were people yelling to maintain order. After a while, Li Xiannong saw some people coming over — he had expected to see Ning Yi and the others, but they didn't. It was just a small Black Flag troop that had come to deliver the news of victory. Then, there were people who brought bamboo poles, wooden sticks, and other objects over. They tied Li Xiannong and the others like pigs, and carried them to the large plaza of the Heng Gui tribe.

Li Xiannong was extremely humiliated. Just as he was about to be tied to the wooden sticks, he struggled with all his might, shouting: "A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!" "Get Ning Yi to come see me!" The soldier was covered in blood. He casually took a stick and hit Li Xiannong on the head. Li Xiannong didn't dare to speak anymore. Then, he was gagged with a piece of cloth and carried to the center of the plaza.

More Heng Gui tribe members were already kneeling there, some crying and cursing at Li Xiannong. But under the watch of the surrounding soldiers, they didn't dare to move. At this time, the Sini tribe still had a slavery system. The losers had no rights. This time, the Heng Gui tribe had stubbornly plotted against the 16 tribes. When the chieftains of the tribes were able to command their subordinates, they almost slaughtered the entire Heng Gui tribe. Only the Hua Xia army stopped them, halting the massacre that had already begun.

More members of the Heng Gui Tribe were dragged out and knelt down in front of them.

Li Xiannong, who was placed in front of them, was already numb. After a while, someone came to announce that the Heng Gui tribe had a new chieftain. For this incident, only a few of the culprits would be executed, and no indiscriminate killing would be carried out. The crowd cried and knelt. Several of Shi Meng's trusted subordinates were dragged out and had their heads chopped off.

Under the orders of the new chieftain, Ning Yi and the rest came over from the other side of the field of vision. The chieftains of the 15 tribes also followed. Tied to the wooden sticks, Li Xiannong stared wide-eyed at Ning Yi, waiting for him to come over and ridicule him. But none of this happened. After appearing, the new chieftain of the Heng Gui tribe went over to kneel and beg for forgiveness. Ning Yi said a few words, after which the new chieftain came over and announced that those who were not guilty could go back to their homes for the time being. They were to take stock of their supplies and rescue the burnt or damaged houses. The people of the Heng Gui tribe were filled with gratitude. To them, the failure of their rebellion could mean the enslavement of their entire tribe. Now that the Hua Xia army had dealt with the matter, they felt as if they had been given a second chance at life.

It was already afternoon, and the sky was still gloomy. Ning Yi and the 16 chieftains entered a side hall to continue their meeting. Li Xiannong could imagine what the Hua Xia army would gain this time. Not long after the meeting, the sound of warning came from outside.

Brother Lang and Lady Lian's troops had arrived.

What awaited them was a head-on attack. At the same time, thousands of Heshan garrison troops were still chasing after them!

*****

As expected, the Mount Mang tribe arrived without alerting Ning Yi and the rest who were in the meeting hall. With the matter of the Heng Gui tribe settled, the number of Ni tribe troops that could be gathered in the Little Grey Ridge now numbered in the thousands. The early ambush caused Brother Lang and the rest to suffer a head-on attack as soon as they arrived.

This was the most difficult period of Li Xiannong's life. Like an endless swamp, he slowly sank into it, unable to struggle. The Mount Mang tribe people came and then fled. Ning Yi did not even come out to take a look. He was tied up here, surrounded by people pointing and gossiping. To him, this was an unspeakable humiliation. He hated that he could not just die.

Time gradually passed. The sky gradually darkened. A bonfire was lit. Another Black Flag army had arrived at the Little Grey Ridge. From the trivial talk that he did not have the heart to listen to, Li Xiannong knew that the losses of the Mount Mang tribe were not serious. But so what? The Black Flag army did not care.

His eyes could see the hall of the gathering. After this meeting, the Mount Mang tribe would have no place to stand in the Great and Small Liang Mountains. What awaited them was the calamity of extermination. It was not that the Black Flag army did not have this ability, but what Ning Yi hoped for was for the Ni tribes to help each other through this method. From now on, the Black Flag army in the Great and Small Liang Mountains would really open up a new situation.

It was his own busywork that delivered this opportunity into his hands. When Li Xiannong thought of this, he felt it was incomparably ironic. But even more, he felt the fear that he would soon face. He did not know how he would be cruelly killed.

The bonfire burned for a long time. Unknowingly, the meeting in the hall ended. Ning Yi and the others came out, still laughing and chatting with each other. Li Xiannong closed his eyes. He was not willing to see their laughter. But after a while, someone walked over. The middle-aged man in a grey robe was Ning Liheng. He did not look old, but he had a natural might. Ning Yi looked at him and said, "Let him go."

Du Sha, who was beside him, pulled out a knife and cut the ropes. Li Xiannong fell to the ground, in great pain. As he slowly rolled on the ground, Du Sha had already cut the ropes binding his limbs. Someone helped Li Xiannong, whose limbs were numb, up. Ning Yi looked at him. He also tried hard to look at Ning Yi.

"Do you know about monkeys?"

Ning Yi's voice was unexpectedly calm. Li Xiannong was slightly stunned. Then, he wondered if the other party was mocking him for being a monkey. But then he felt that it was not the case.

"In the recent research of the Huaxia Army, there is a strange theory. Humans were transformed from monkeys." Ning Yi said calmly, "Many, many years ago, monkeys walked out of the forest and had to face many enemies. Tigers, leopards, jackals, wolves. Monkeys did not have the sharp teeth of tigers or the claws of beasts. Their nails were not as sharp as these animals. They could only be preyed on by these animals. Slowly, one day, they picked up sticks and found a way to protect themselves."

"Without caves, they built houses. Eating too much raw meat would make them sick. They learned to use fire. Monkeys could not beat tigers with sticks. They learned to cooperate. Later, these monkeys became humans. "

Li Xiannong seemed to be listening to a fantasy story. Ning Yi smiled.

"Everything in the world becomes stronger in the process of overcoming problems. I am your problem. The Female Enlightened Master is your problem. If you can't beat me, it means you are not strong enough. If you are not strong enough, it means that the path you have found is wrong. You must find the right path. "Ning Yi said," If it is wrong, you will die. "

Li Xiannong wanted to refute countless words, but his mouth was dry. He did not know whether it was fear or lack of words, but he could not make a sound. Ning Yi only paused for a moment.

"After you go back, you can teach and educate people or continue to appeal. In short, you must find a way to become stronger. Not only must we have the wisdom to find the enemy's weakness, but we must also have the courage to face and improve our own filth. Because the Female Enlightened Master will not let you go. They will not let anyone go. "

"… Go back … Let me go …" Li Xiannong was stunned for a while. The Huaxia Army soldier beside him released him. He even took two steps back. Ning Yi pursed his lips and did not say anything else. He turned and left.

A messenger came from afar and reported some information to Ning Yi. Li Xiannong looked around in a daze. Beside him, Du Sha had already waved to the surroundings. Li Xiannong staggered a few steps. Seeing that no one was around to stop him, he staggered again. He gradually walked to the side of the square. A Huaxia Army soldier moved sideways. It seemed that he did not intend to stop him. At this moment, Ning Yi, who was on the other side of the square, looked over. He raised a hand and hesitated, but finally nodded. "Wait a minute."

Li Xiannong was stunned again. At this moment, he even wanted to run away. The Huaxia Army soldier next to him looked at him. The situation was very awkward for a moment.

The moment their gazes met, the young soldier threw a punch at him.

Li Xiannong fell to the ground in pain, but he did not faint. When he looked at Ning Yi, that bastard's hand was also awkwardly raised in the air for a moment. Then he said, "Not now … I will send you out in a few days."

Li Xiannong did not know what had happened. Ning Yi had already started to walk to the side. From his side profile, Li Xiannong could faintly feel that he was slightly angry. The Ni tribe's game in Xiaoliang Mountain was all within his calculations. Li Xiannong did not know what he was angry about. Or perhaps, what could make him angry now was already a very big matter.

"… Mount Ji has mobilized, prepare for war … Send someone to tell him that he needs to live. Three days later … I will personally talk to him. "

The autumn wind in the night carried the voice over. The smell of smoke had not dissipated. The next day, the Ni tribe's subjugation of Mount Mang began.

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