Ren Xiaosu analyzed the information revealed in Big Bluff's words and suddenly asked, "You said they had a legacy before The Cataclysm? What kind of legacy? "
"It seems to be a sorcerer system, and their methods in war are very strange." Big Bluff said, "At that time, there was a black fog on the battlefield where I was, and no one could see where the enemy was. Our comrades on the other battlefields also said that they encountered strange enemies, and some even saw strange creatures. "
"Are there many of these sorcerers?" Ren Xiaosu wondered.
"That's the lucky thing." Big Bluff said, "Although their methods are strange, there aren't many of these sorcerers. Over the years, we've also tried to send people to check out the situation. To our surprise, they've plundered too many people from our side in the past 200 years, so much so that the places our intelligence personnel went to were filled with the same kind of people with black hair and yellow skin. Moreover, our culture is also assimilating there. Perhaps this is also the reason why there hasn't been a war between the two sides for more than a decade. "
Ren Xiaosu also admitted that Big Bluff's speculation made some sense. He had read many books about the times before The Cataclysm, and he had to admit that the Central Plains' culture was indeed a little strong at assimilating other cultures.
"What's the political structure over there?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously, "Why do they want to plunder so many people from our side?"
"I know that. It's said that there's a king there, and it should still be a royal society," Big Bluff said. "It's just that those mysterious sorcerers are above the king. Among the ordinary people, the king manages the social order on their behalf, and these few sorcerers are the real rulers of that world. They don't have to work or pay anything, but they can stand at the top of the pyramid and absorb all the nutrients in this society. "
This feeling was like the sorcerers had conferred themselves as gods and then controlled the order of the world from above.
Big Bluff continued, "But Young Marshal, you also know that we sent our intelligence personnel to infiltrate them, but it's just a strategy after the commander returned to the Northwest, so we can't know too much, and it's not convenient for the news to be sent back. These wizards are usually hard to find. The intelligence personnel have been there for a long time, but they haven't been able to come into contact with real wizards. Everyone there calls the wizards the Omniscient, and they have a unified organization. "
"At first, they took advantage of the fact that the Central Plains had yet to be revived to plunder the population. Perhaps it was to build their pyramid-shaped social system. With a large number of laborers, they could build their infrastructure and then continuously send resources to the top." Big Bluff said, "I heard that in the early years, people with black hair and yellow skin were at the bottom of society there. They could only do the most tiring and bitter work, and they did not even get paid. Later, because a certain black-haired and yellow-skinned compatriot also became a wizard, this situation changed."
Ren Xiaosu frowned. "Since there are compatriots among the wizards, why did they attack us 17 years ago? Shouldn't they have stopped all of this? "
Big Bluff shook his head with a smile. "Young Marshal, it's said that the black-haired, yellow-skinned wizard has been dead for more than 40 years. During the time he was a wizard, no one really attacked Fortress 178."
"Alright then." Ren Xiaosu nodded. He looked at the black stone in his hand, but he could not figure out why his third unlockable weapon would be related to a mysterious foreign wizard organization. Should he capture a wizard and try copying their power?
After all, the black stone had appeared with great momentum, and it did not look like an ordinary object no matter how he looked at it. But now that he had it in his hand and could not use it, it really made his heart itch.
Ren Xiaosu had a feeling that the secret of the black stone could be unraveled by a wizard.
The steam locomotive arrived at the Zhou Clan's stronghold after more than ten hours. This time, Ren Xiaosu did not waste any more time. He revealed his identity and left with his men.
There was no need to use potatoes to trick the refugees anymore. His identity as the Young Marshal of the Northwest was the best trap!
When the Zhou Clan received news of Ren Xiaosu's return, they felt a headache coming on.
But when they saw Ren Xiaosu greeting the refugees from afar, they did not dare to stop him. Now that the Knight was nowhere to be seen, who knew where the dozen or so supernatural beings were hiding?
When Zhou Qingyang learned that Ren Xiaosu had really returned, he obediently stayed in his official residence with thousands of garrison troops stationed around him. It was as though he was afraid Ren Xiaosu would try to assassinate him again.
The officials of the Zhou Clan felt very aggrieved. Only two people had come from the Zhou Clan, yet they could swagger around and abduct the refugees. This was way too arrogant!
But they would not dare to do anything to them.
It had to be said that Ren Xiaosu's illustrious achievement of assassinating three important members of the Zhou Clan in a single day had really struck fear into the hearts of the Zhou Clan's officials who were afraid of death.
Some of the officers of the Zhou Clan were indignant and suggested that Ren Xiaosu be surrounded and killed here. In the end, the other officials even found an excuse to put this officer under house arrest.
It was as though the Zhou Clan's officials had become Ren Xiaosu's helpers overnight.
Ren Xiaosu felt a little emotional as he greeted the refugees into the vehicles. In this chaotic world, he really could not let a bunch of good-for-nothings take power. Otherwise, in this wasteland surrounded by tigers, they would be carved up by the other forces at any moment.
The Zhou Clan would probably be gone for good.
Ren Xiaosu felt that the current Zhou Clan was no match for the Wang Clan. Perhaps when the Wang Clan's army arrived, some of the Zhou Clan's people would immediately raise their hands to surrender and lead the way.
At this moment, there were a lot of refugees gathered beside the steam locomotive. Ren Xiaosu waved to the Zhou Clan's garrison troops not far away and shouted, "Don't just stand there. Can't you see that it's a little chaotic here? Come and maintain order! Get the refugees to line up in front of each train door. When I say get on the train, everyone will get on. Let them board one by one, or else it'll be too chaotic! "
The garrison troops felt aggrieved. Why did they have to help maintain order when the enemy came to abduct their own people?
Why did they have to stand so close to them? Couldn't they stay further away? This was too humiliating!
Seeing that they had not moved for a long time, Ren Xiaosu drew his black saber and shouted, "What are you waiting for?"
The garrison troops' officer hurriedly said, "Alright, we're coming."
With that said, the garrison troops formed a human wall at the train's entrance and arranged for the refugees to board the train one by one.
Beside them, Big Bluff sighed from the bottom of his heart. Working with the Young Marshal was such a joy. In the past, when he abducted people from Daxing Northwest, it would take him several months of effort to do so. But now, he could abduct 10,000 people in a day.
Compared to the efficiency of Daxing Northwest in the past, this was definitely a brand new version of Daxing Northwest 2.0!
To sum it up, it could be summed up in one word: domineering!
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