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Chapter 61

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Zhang Yu did not know how good Zhan Zhitong's language was, but in his opinion, every time Zhan Zhitong hid in the room to listen to his lectures, his breathing was very comfortable. This meant that Zhan Zhitong's ability should not be weak.

However, even if Zhan Zhitong understood the language and culture of the Hard Claw Tribe and even reached the same level as him, it would be too presumptuous of him to think that all problems could be solved by communicating with language.

Just like what Zhu Anshi had said that day, just a few words of conversation could not explain everything.

The Hard Claw Tribe was not the aborigines who had submitted to the Protectorate over the past hundred years. These people were a group of barbarians who had walked out of the jungle where the strong preyed on the weak. They were filled with the most primitive human worship of violence.

The EsGod they worshipped was called 'Trotti', which meant 'torn throat'. It represented slaughter and was covered in the smell of blood.

Facing them, it was impossible to communicate with them purely through language. Something more forceful was needed.

Zhan Zhitong's mistake was that he was the middleman between the two forces, but he did not have any martial strength.

The thinking of these barbarians was completely different from that of the Protectorate. In the Hard Claw Tribe, those who were truly in power mostly had strong martial strength and a strong physique.

Therefore, in their opinion, even if Zhan Zhitong was sent by the Protectorate, because he was not strong enough, his words did not carry any weight.

On the contrary, some of the people of the Hard Claw Tribe might even use Zhan Zhitong's' martial strength 'to measure the Protectorate and come to a ridiculous conclusion. After all, in the eyes of the barbarians, he was the' upper echelon 'of the Protectorate.

Of course, the ones who really decided the direction of the Hard Claw Tribe were the priests and the chief. They would not be so stupid. Therefore, Zhang Yu believed that this tribe's move to the north was very likely a test.

Just like the monsters in the wilderness, before they encountered an unknown prey, they would always test it a few times. After confirming the threat level, they would then decide whether to bite or retreat.

Of course, there was another possibility, which was that there might be people with bad intentions behind the Hard Claw Tribe's move.

He had some experience in dealing with the people of the Hard Claw Tribe, but if these people really existed, then he had to be careful.

After gathering all the people in Xiaoshan Town, Zhang Yu got on his horse and rode in the direction of the Dan River in the heavy rain.

At this time, there were more than twenty people following behind him. Among them were Su Zhu, who was sent by the Profound Palace, and the two disciples he brought with him. The academy had sent six people to assist him, and the rest were the militia guards provided by Xiaoshan Town.

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After seven or eight summers, they arrived at Muxi Town, which was located in the middle reaches of the Dan River. They showed their's'. They asked the town to arrange a boat to send them downstream.

The town didn't dare to delay and immediately sent a boat. They boarded the boat in the middle of the night and sailed with the wind. They arrived at Guangyao Town near dawn.

This town was located at the northern end of the open plains of the Protectorate. It was the largest town in the Wilderness. There were about 12,000 people in the town. Because they had to face the barbarians on the open plains all year round, the people there were very tough.

When the mayor heard that the Protectorate had sent another envoy, he quickly went out to welcome them. However, when he saw that Zhang Yu didn't have many people with him and didn't have any guards, he couldn't help but have doubts. But when he saw Zhang Yu's appearance, his doubts disappeared. He immediately invited him in and ordered people to prepare hot tea, soup, and all kinds of food.

After talking with him, Zhang Yu found out that many of the Tough Claw Tribe's outposts had already appeared here.

Although Guangyao Town had a considerable number of guns and cannons, which were enough to deal with the small tribes on the open plains, they definitely couldn't stop the Tough Claw Tribe, which had a large number of priests. Furthermore, this tribe also had EsGod.

Zhang Yu didn't stop to rest. He held the umbrella and went directly to the top of the city wall. At this time, the gap in his cloak moved, and a small head popped out, looking around curiously.

He reached out and rubbed it. Although this small leopard cat didn't have much combat power, it was very sensitive to danger. Thus, he brought it along with him this time.

Ever since they set off, Su Zhu, who had been following him, only took a glance and no longer paid attention. Just as he said, this trip was only to protect Zhang Yu. He wouldn't care about anything else.

Zhang Yu's eyes were fixed on the front at this time. His extraordinary eyesight allowed him to quickly discern that a few barbarians were hiding under a wooden shed a few miles away. They were also sizing up this place. Moreover, they were pointing at the city wall, and whispering to each other from time to time.

From their appearance, it was certain that one of them was a scout of the Tough Claw Tribe, and the rest should be barbarians who originally lived in the wilderness.

Originally, although there were tens of thousands of barbarians in the wilderness, because they came from different tribes and had always been attacking each other, they were like a sheet of loose sand. However, what the academy and the commissar were most worried about was that after the Tough Claw Tribe arrived, they would be able to unite them. That would be a huge problem.

At this time, Wu Shijiao walked over. He also looked ahead and felt that it was pitch black. Coupled with the heavy rain, he couldn't see anything. Thus, he said, "Envoy Zhang, are we going there at dawn?"

Zhang Yu said, "There's no need to wait until dawn. Once the town has arranged for the horses, we will set off immediately."

Wu Shijiao asked, "Envoy, may I ask why you chose this time?"

Zhang Yu said, "A little later, it will be the time for the Tough Claw Tribe to worship the God of Dawn. In order to welcome the arrival of the God of Dawn, at this time, not only will they not refuse anyone to visit, they will also treat the guests as honored guests, thinking that they will bring luck to them."

Wu Shijiao showed an admiring expression and said, "Envoy is really knowledgeable. The academy should have sent you here long ago."

Zhang Yu didn't take this to heart. He said, "Wu Shijiao, can I trouble you to call everyone here? I have something to say."

Wu Shijiao clasped his hands and left.

After a while, all the people who followed here, including the militia and helpers, arrived at the top of the city wall.

Zhang Yu turned around and said to the crowd, "I'll say a few words. We'll be heading to the Tough Claw tribe soon. No matter if we're on the way or in other tribes, no one is allowed to mention anything about the Governor-General. Try to minimize private conversations. If you have any questions, just ask me directly. If you encounter danger, just crouch on the ground and wrap your arms around your shoulders. Under normal circumstances, as long as you do this, you won't be hurt."

Wu Shijiao said, "Envoy, can I ask why we cannot mention the Protectorate?"

Zhang Yu said, "Because there is an EsGod in the Tough Claw Tribe. When he listens to mortals, he is not restricted by the language of the mortal world. This is to prevent you from revealing the current situation of the Protectorate."

Wu Shijiao was shocked and said, "Did Envoy Zhan know about this before? Did Envoy Zhang's students know? "

Zhang Yu said calmly, "I specifically mentioned this when I was teaching my students. As for Envoy Zhan, he said that he had communicated with the Tough Claw Tribe before. I think he should know about this too."

After explaining, he did not delay and led everyone down the city wall. Then, he rode the horses that were prepared for them and went out of the city gate that had already been opened.

The mayor stood on the top of the city wall and silently watched the group of people braving the rain and fog as they walked into the thick night. He secretly wished them a smooth trip.

In the wooden shed, the Tough Claw Tribe's scout quickly noticed the arrival of the sound of horse hooves. He realized that there were quite a few people coming, so he immediately took out a shiny object and waved it behind him.

Soon, one after another, bright spots of light were passed down from behind.

More than thirty miles away, there was a camp of a thousand people of the Tough Claw Tribe. After seeing the dots of light, many of them immediately put down the sacrificial items and prepared for battle.

Not long after, they first heard the rumbling sound of horse hooves. Then, they saw a group of people break through the curtain of the night and appear outside the camp. The person who was riding at the front suddenly had a bright light rise from his body, illuminating the rainy night and his followers behind him. Large amounts of rain fell, but the light that flowed around him slid down. His entire person was shrouded in a hazy light.

Those barbarians suddenly let out strange exclamations, and their eyes were filled with awe.

When Wu Shijiao heard that voice, he could not help but ask, "Envoy, what are they talking about? I seem to have heard them say 'Tianxia'?"

"You didn't hear wrong."

Zhang Yu looked at the crude camp in front of him and said calmly, "They are talking about … God Tianxia."





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