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Chapter 1670

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Splendid Heaven and Earth, Splendid Heaven and Earth!

This was a world of mortals, a true world of mortals! The incomparably huge world of mortals, although not as big as the Heaven's Choice continent in terms of size, was far above the Five Rings!

The so-called true world of mortals referred to the fact that this was not a place where cultivators could cultivate in the ancient and primordial times. It was not like many other worlds, which were just products of cultivation planets that gradually fell behind!

From the very beginning, there was no possibility of Spiritual Opportunity being produced here. There was none in the past, none in the present, and none in the future!

Therefore, everything in the mortal world was the same here. The people had no concept of cultivation from the root of their minds, and there were even scholars who condemned the existence of gods and monsters. This was destined to be a cultivation desert.

It was still splendid, because the Creator did not abandon the living beings here!

Without the cultivation world, without the cultivators, this was a world ruled by mortals! The changes in history were much more colorful than the world with the influence of cultivators!

There were countless countries here, and the culture became even more resplendent after the cultivators were gone! Because the most outstanding talents in the cultivation world had all rushed to cultivate, but here, there were countless talents in all walks of life. As time flowed, magnificent historical scrolls were written.

Here, there were still Buddhist temples and Daoist temples, but different from the cultivation world, this was the kind of place where mortals believed in sects and religions. They also raised a group of ordinary, so-called monks and cultivators who were just waiting to die. Other than being incompetent and having no skills, they were actually just a group of mortals.

Among the countless large and small countries, there was the Yanzhao Country, which had a long history and a legacy of more than a thousand years. This was nothing in the Cultivation World, but to the mortal world without extraordinary power, it was a miracle that the imperial power could not decline for dozens of generations or even a thousand years!

The Yanzhao country was not weak, and was considered a first-rate country in the splendid world. There was no worship of Buddha or Daoism in the country, but they believed in the Confucian school's theory that the heavens were healthy and the gentleman should be strong. In the country, there were very few Buddhist temples and Daoist temples. There was one, but it was also in tatters, barely holding on.

For existences like them, if they did not have the support of faith, the foundation of the masses, and the support of the imperial power, it would be a problem for them to survive, not to mention other things.

In the north of the Yanzhao country, there was a vast grassland called the Great Wind Plains. Since ancient times, it had been a place of exile for Yan and Zhao. After a long time, it had become a free zone that no one cared about. Because it was bordered by neighboring countries, there were constant foreign invasions. Because of the lack of control of the government, there were bandits wreaking havoc. The local tyrants built their own strongholds to protect themselves, and they fought fiercely. To survive here, it was not something that ordinary people could endure.

Almost every herdsman who lived here was an agile horseman and swordsman. Every village and tribe had their own armed forces. This situation was not like this in the early days of the Yan Zhao Country. The Yan Zhao Cavalry swept through many countries, causing people to tremble in fear. However, two thousand years after the Yan Zhao Country was founded, it was no longer as glorious and had fallen to its current state.

No one cared about them. The big shots were busy scheming against each other, and the foreign powers were eyeing them covetously. Some wanted to change the dynasty, some wanted to bite off a piece of fat meat from Yanzhao, and some wanted to establish themselves as kings … Who would pay attention to this place that was not peaceful, where the various powers were tangled and the people were fierce, but there was not much to gain from it!

In the mortal world, at the end of every dynasty, there would be similar situations. From stability to chaos, when the chaos reached the extreme, everything would be broken and everything would be restarted. It was an endless cycle. If you were lucky, you would live in a stable period. If you were unlucky, you could only rely on yourself to struggle. You could not blame anyone.

Xiaguan Village was one of the countless small tribes living in the Gale Plain. They were hundreds of people. For generations, they had grazed within a radius of a hundred miles. They could make do with small groups of Horse Gangs and Bandits. If it was a large group of Horse Gangs and Bandits that came from a neighboring country, what awaited them was only disaster.

Just like now, when the sheep were fat in autumn, a few large Horse Gangs joined forces to wipe out the small tribes in the grassland nearby. They were preparing for the harsh winter of the grassland and accumulating supplies. The Horse Gangs also needed to find targets in the autumn hunt. They would not stick to a few fixed targets. After robbing once, they would let these places rest for a few years or more and then come back again. Xiaguan Village and a few small tribes around it were not very lucky. This time, they were targeted. After being robbed nine years ago, disaster struck again.

Of course, they were not fools. They would not wait foolishly after being robbed. Over the years, they had come up with a lot of countermeasures. For example, several villages would work together to protect them. For example, they could attach themselves to the nearest Horse Gang and ask for a certain amount of protection by paying tributes every year.

But the weather was unpredictable, and people were unpredictable. The head of the Jingang Stockade, which they were attached to, had suffered a great loss in the battle with another local tyrant. Their strength had been greatly reduced, and they were like clay bodhisattvas crossing a river. In the end, when a large number of horse bandits were formed, for the safety of their stockade, they had become cowards. They did not even dare to provide shelter for a few small tribes, fearing that they would be besieged by the horse bandits. After all, to the horse bandits, if they could break through a stockade, it would be much better than sweeping up a few small tribes!

The Jingang Village's decision was very wise. The Horse Gangs did not use their full strength when they raided the small tribes. Their purpose was to attract the Jingang Village's people to show up and give the small tribes the illusion that the Horse Gangs could still fight back. The result was that the resistance was in vain. After causing a certain amount of casualties, the Horse Gangs who did not show up began to take revenge. This was the beginning of their tragedy.

The Horse Gangs were cruel and ruthless. However, no matter how ruthless they were, they knew that it was impossible to kill all the indigenous people. If they killed all of them, it would become a no man's land. Who would take care of the horses and sheep for them?

Therefore, they usually set a few examples and killed them, as long as they did not resist too fiercely.

However, the big plan this time was foiled because of the Jingang Village's cowardice. They were very unhappy. In addition, a few small tribes did not see the situation clearly and resisted tenaciously. The loss of manpower was far beyond their expectations. Therefore, they decided to slaughter a village here and set a rule, just to deter the small tribes who dared to resist.

Xiaoguan Village was set as an example because their shepherds were the bravest and resisted fiercely. The key point was that they killed the son of a Horse Gang leader. Even if this son was the most useless of the Horse Gang leader's sons, it was still a reason to be slaughtered.

For the Horse Gangs, they must maintain a high pressure and terrifying attitude towards these ordinary shepherds. They must let them know the consequences of daring to resist and the price they would pay for killing a Horse Gang member.

This was the establishment of power. Otherwise, with the vastness of the Gale Plain, if every robbery was so time-consuming and laborious, sooner or later the large Horse Gangs could only be reduced to a small group of Horse Gangs. In the end, they would be devoured by others in the cruel competition on the Gale Plain.

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