The sun rose and set, the clouds rolled in and out. @,
In a blink of an eye, a few days passed. While Yi Yun and company were on their way, the people in the Lian tribal clan had a tough time. The current Lian tribal clan was really penniless.
Even for the ruling class of the Lian tribal clan, the Patriarchs, they were running out of rice.
In the past few years, Lian Chengyu had really hollowed out the Lian tribal clan, especially in the last few months. Now, the Lian tribal clan had killed all the livestock that could be killed, and all the food that could be taken out had been taken out.
But even though the entire village was starving, they still had hope.
They were all anxiously waiting for Lian Chengyu to return and bring them the great news that would excite them.
At this time, in the few plots of farmland in the Tao tribal clan, a few farmers were doing farm work. As there were no cattle, the farming work was extremely arduous. And under the shade of the trees, women were making arrows. These days, the Lian tribal clan had stockpiled some arrows and armor, but only the Tao tribal clan would buy them.
And the distance between the Tao tribal clan and the Lian tribal clan was not close. If the Tao tribal clan did not buy them, they would not be able to exchange the items they made for food.
Seeing that the sun was high in the sky, the people of the Lian tribal clan were preparing to eat their "morning meal". They were already starving, and the number of grains in a bowl of porridge could be counted with one's fingers. Eating it was no different from not eating at all.
Now, even the members of the warrior preparation camp did not have any preferential treatment. They were like commoners, and could only eat two meals a day.
A few members of the warrior preparation camp who were standing guard on the mountain came down to eat. There were people who took shifts to replace them.
Why were they standing guard on the mountain? It was mainly because. The Lian tribal clan's Elders had calculated that the news of the Kingdom's selection would be out in a few days.
So early in the morning, the Elders would send people to the nearby mountain pass to keep watch. They would see when the village's hope, Lian Chengyu, would return with the warriors sent out by the tribe, and become an official member of the Jin Long Wei. Returning home in glory.
The people who were living in extreme suffering really needed this news to cheer them up.
They waited for a few days, but in the vast wilderness, not a single shadow was seen.
Today, the members of the warrior preparation camp were about to take turns when Zhang Dali suddenly froze. His eyes stared into the distance, "Look … What's that …"
Zhang Dali pointed into the distance, and everyone looked over. This was incredible.
On the horizon in the distance, there was a faint cloud of dust. Looking into the distance, one could vaguely see a huge beast running in the dust!
They had seen those beasts before. They were the Jin Long Wei's mounts!
"Young Master Lian … could it be that Young Master Lian has returned?!"
A man said with uncertainty.
"It must be. Looking at the direction the behemoth is running in, it's heading for our Lian tribal clan. There's no doubt about it!"
Zhang Dali slapped his thigh. His face was filled with excitement!
Back when Lian Chengyu led the Lian tribal clan's elite members away, they had ridden on such behemoths. The Jin Long Wei had sent people to receive them.
Now that he saw such a huge beast, it was most likely that Young Master Lian had returned!
And look at the size of the team. They were much stronger than before. There were at least … six gigantic beasts!
"Why are there so many?" a man asked in confusion.
When they left, there was only one giant beast, but when they came back, there were six of them? Why was there such a difference?
Zhang Dali thought for a moment and understood the crux of the matter. He proudly said, "It's not easy to understand. In the beginning, Young Master Lian was just an ordinary candidate. Of course, there was no preferential treatment. But now, Young Master Lian must have shone at the Kingdom's selection, and become an official member of the Jin Long Wei. Furthermore, he was highly appreciated, so with Young Master Lian's return, the standard would be higher! How could Young Master Lian be squeezed with others!? "
With Zhang Dali saying this, the others immediately agreed!
"Brother Zhang is so smart to figure it out so quickly!"
"That's for sure. Brother Zhang can even write. He's different from us boorish people." A short man sucked up to him. Zhang Dali could indeed write. He could write his name, mainly because … his name had fewer strokes.
"Let's go, let's report the good news!"
Zhang Dali waved his hand, and a group of men ran towards the village happily.
They were originally very hungry, but with Lian Chengyu's return, they were no longer hungry, so they ran energetically!
At this time, in the Patriarch's compound of the Lian tribal clan, the Patriarch of the Lian tribal clan was holding a tobacco pipe. He was smoking from time to time, but there was no tobacco left in the pipe. In the vast wilderness, tobacco was very expensive. The Patriarch had almost finished smoking his stock. Now, he only smoked a little bit a day, and it would be gone in a few puffs.
But even after he finished smoking, the Patriarch would continue smoking, as if it had become a habit.
"Second brother, it's been more than ten days. There should be news about Chengyu by now …" The old chief said to another old man who was not far away from him. He had lost count of how many times the old chief had repeated this sentence in the past few days.
This elder was wearing a cotton robe that was neither old nor new. As he drank the bitter tea that only had tea leaves in it, he casually replied, "It should be in the next few days …"
As the two old men were talking, they heard a "peng" sound. The Patriarch's compound's main door was slammed open.
The tea-drinking elder was shocked, and nearly knocked over his precious teacup. After all, it was not easy to find a porcelain cup in the Lian tribal clan.
Just as he was about to flare up, he saw Zhang Dali, and behind him were a few men from the warrior preparation camp.
These people were sent to the front mountain to stand guard.
Hence, the tea-drinking elder did not say a word. He stared straight at Zhang Dali, and his breathing became heavy. He vaguely realized a possibility that made him excited.
"It's here! It's here! "Zhang Dali said incoherently," Six! Six! "
Zhang Dali stretched out six fingers, and the two old men were dumbfounded.
What the hell?
"Six behemoths! The Jin Long Wei … The kind that the Jin Long Wei ride! "
Behind Zhang Dali, a member of the warrior preparation camp explained while panting. He had followed Zhang Dali all the way down, so he was panting heavily.
"Yes … I was the first to discover it!" Although Zhang Dali was out of breath, he did not forget to take credit, "With so many behemoths heading towards our village, it must be … must be Young master Lian!"
Zhang Dali said while panting. Seeing an old man with a cup of tea in his hand, he grabbed it and drank it in one gulp. He was excited, for he would not have dared to do so normally.
"Young master Lian must have become a Jin Long Wei, and he might even be an elite! If not, why would the Jin Long Wei send so many behemoths to send him back! "
Zhang Dali finally said his own inference.
Lian Chengyu must have achieved great results. If he was not selected, it would be nice of the Jin Long Wei to send someone to send him back, or they might even be too lazy to do so. When that happened, Lian Chengyu could only stay in the Tao tribal clan, and wait for the Tao tribal clan's Purple Blood warriors to come to the Lian tribal clan to exchange food for weapons. Only then could he follow them back.
Understanding this, the Patriarch's face flushed red, and his beard began to tremble with excitement. "Good! Good! We've finally made it! "
"Chengyu has lived up to expectations, Chengyu has lived up to expectations!" The old man holding the teacup was so happy that he laughed until he coughed. He was so excited that he nearly fainted.
"Our Lian tribal clan is going to prosper. We will leave the vast wilderness and head for the central plains!" The old clan leader was grinning from ear to ear. His wrinkled old face looked like an autumn daisy from his smile.
"Quick! Quickly pass the order down. Let the tribe prepare to welcome the Jin Long Wei ambassadors! We can't let the ambassadors say that our village is lacking in etiquette! "
The Patriarch suddenly remembered something important. He slapped his thigh and instructed Zhang Dali.
Ever since Zhao Tiezhu was crippled, many of the tribe's matters had been taken over by the "clever" Zhang Dali.
"Alright!"
Zhang Dali jumped out of the yard and left with the Jin Long Wei members. Their method of publicity was simple and direct.
They shouted at the top of their lungs in the village.
"Fellow villagers, come out!"
"Young master Lian has passed the Kingdom's selection! Young master Lian has become a Jin Long Wei elite! "
"The Jin Long Wei ambassadors have sent Young master Lian back. They are almost at the village entrance. Fellow villagers, come out and welcome them!"
Zhang Dali's voice was extremely loud. With this shout, it spread throughout the village.
When the people heard this, they stopped what they were doing. They stopped eating and cooking. The villagers all came out of their houses to look at Zhang Dali.
"Young master is really back?"
"How can it be fake!" Zhang Dali said unhappily.
"Then can we go to the city?"
"Not necessarily. I heard that to bring us into the city, we have to become Kingdom Knights! It's not easy to become a Kingdom Knight, but with young master's ability, it's just a matter of time! "
Zhang Dali said proudly. When the villagers heard this, they were very excited. They all remembered one thing. Leaving the vast wilderness was just a matter of time!
One by one, they put on decent clothes and came out of their houses. They gathered at the village entrance, waiting to welcome the Jin Long Wei into the village.
"Mom, Young master Lian has been selected …" In the crowd, Zhou Xiaoke held Aunt Wang's hand. Looking at the bustling crowd, she was momentarily at a loss.
I wonder how Brother Yi Yun's selection is … He should be back too, right?
Aunt Wang said, "Kiddo Yun should be pretty good. He could even beat Zhao Tiezhu. Who knows, he might be selected! But even if he isn't selected, it's fine. Kiddo Yun is only twelve. It's still early. "
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