Clatter!
Clatter!
Li Wuyou's carriage, escorted by a group of people, finally came to the vicinity of Taiyuan City.
Then, he saw the majestic crowd standing on both sides of the carriage, as well as the countless people in front of the city gate.
There were at least tens of thousands of people.
In addition, the Guanlong Army, which covered a large area of the city, made this place even more extraordinary.
The scene seemed like a sea of people.
It was indescribable.
There was a vast expanse of blue between heaven and earth. In the endless blue, there was not a trace of cloud, only a vast expanse of emptiness.
An indescribable emptiness.
Li Wuyou's carriage, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, arrived in front of the city gate.
Neigh!
The war horses that were pulling the carriage stopped.
Neigh!
Zhao Chuanlong dismounted from the horse, then slowly walked to the front of the black carriage, knelt on one knee, and said loudly.
"General of the Guanlong Army, Zhao Chuanlong, respectfully welcomes the Superintendent!"
Zhao Chuanlong's words, these words of welcome, came from the bottom of his heart.
Although he fought for power, although he wanted to raise an army, he was still a true man.
In the end, he was a true Guanlong man, a true general of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The blood of the Han people flowed in his veins.
He hated the grassland to the core.
He had long wanted to suppress the grassland.
Especially after he knew that the grassland had massacred Taiyuan City, he had even more thoughts of slaughtering the grassland.
Now, all these thoughts were completed with the help of Li Wuyou.
He had wiped away the shame.
He had also brought peace and stability to Guanlong for nearly a hundred years.
This was an unprecedented merit.
This was the merit of several generations of good fortune.
This was simply indescribable.
This would definitely go down in history.
At this time, Zhao Chuanlong truly and sincerely respected Li Wuyou, and he had completely surrendered.
He had completely abandoned any thoughts of raising an army.
He wanted to be a loyal official of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Of course, in reality, at this time, he no longer had the chance to raise an army.
Li Wuyou had brought such a huge victory to Guanlong, and it would definitely go down in history.
It would also remain in the hearts of all the people in Guanlong.
If Zhao Chuanlong, as a participant, didn't make a corresponding gesture and instead tried to maintain his dignity, his reputation would be completely ruined.
Zhao Chuanlong would go down in history in infamy.
Even the Guanlong Army would become the target of everyone's disdain and be poked at behind their backs.
At that time, it would not only be the Zhao Family that would be destroyed, but also the entire Guanlong Army.
Those people in the Guanlong Army were not fools.
No matter how loyal they were, they couldn't watch the Guanlong Army and their families be destroyed in this matter.
Therefore, he had completely fallen into a passive position and no longer had the opportunity to gather his troops.
In the end, he could only submit to the circumstances and become a loyal official of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and a loyal official for a hundred years.
He would forever guard the northwest pass of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Only in this way could the Guanlong Army and the Zhao Family be recorded in history.
That was all he could do.
"The Guanlong Army welcomes the Superintendent!"
As Zhao Chuanlong's voice faded, the countless Guanlong cavalrymen behind him began to react.
They moved their warhorses two steps forward, and then almost at the same time, they raised the sabers in their hands and pointed the shining sabers to the sky.
Whoosh!
In an instant, there was an indescribable cold air whistling between heaven and earth.
It seemed to have formed a kind of real saber Qi, and then directly slashed at the sky. As the saber Qi flashed, there seemed to be a cracking sound in the endless blue sky.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind appeared in the sky. Li Wuyou felt a little strange.
There was something not quite right.
He also raised his head.
Then, he vaguely saw something.
The illusory power formed by the saber Qi penetrated the blue sky, and then cut open the void between heaven and earth, as if it had cut open something.
Li Wuyou saw some vague light following the thing that was revealed in an instant.
There seemed to be a door behind the light.
"Heaven … Door!"
Seeing this scene, Li Wuyou's eyebrows suddenly turned serious, and his breathing also became exceptionally rapid.
Heaven Door.
This was what he had dreamed of in his life. This was what he liked and was obsessed with.
This was what he had sacrificed everything to pursue. He had cut off all emotions and desires, and exhausted everything.
It had slowly revealed some clues.
"Welcome, Superintendent!"
"Welcome, Superintendent!"
As the beam of light gradually disappeared, the voices of the cavalry began to spread out once again. They were like a mighty wave, bringing with them an almost terrifying momentum as they soared into the heavens.
It was simply indescribable.
Whoosh.
Then, the sound waves rolled. Countless warhorses, under the control of the cavalrymen, knelt on the ground, and raised their heads to the sky and neighed.
In their eyes, there was an indescribable loftiness.
There was also a trace of coldness.
This was the sound of ten thousand horses!
Following this vast scene, Li Wuyou also felt a trace of change again.
There was more power of faith between heaven and earth, and there was more luck. They began to roar uncontrollably from all directions, and they were like silk threads, constantly gathering on his body.
Li Wuyou could even feel that his soul had undergone some changes.
It was growing at an inconceivable rate.
His five senses were sharper, his senses were more sensitive, and his vision seemed to be able to see farther.
He had even sensed the mysteries of heaven and earth.
His Divine Soul had also grown tremendously.
"Thank you, everyone."
These changes slowly weakened.
Li Wuyou also gradually calmed down. He lifted the curtain of the carriage, then looked out the window with a faint smile on his face.
His voice was very soft.
However, the power in his voice seemed to be unable to be concealed.
That voice, driven by the power, slowly whistled into the distance and slowly spread to almost all places.
It also fell on all the soldiers of the Guanlong Army.
It was a feeling that moistened everything silently.
All the soldiers of the Guanlong Army felt as if they had been branded, and a strong sense of submission to Li Wuyou grew.
It was as if they were Li Wuyou's slaves.
They lowered their heads even more.
The warhorses under them seemed to be intimidated by this momentum. Then, one by one, they lowered their heads, and a strong sense of submission appeared in their eyes.
At this moment.
He, Li Wuyou, was the master of this magnificent army.
He was the God of all these people.
He was the master of this heaven and earth.
Whoosh!
Li Wuyou enjoyed this feeling very much. He gently twisted his neck, then gave an order to the warhorse pulling the black carriage in front of him.
The carriage slowly moved forward.
The soldiers kneeling in front of the carriage, as well as the cavalrymen, got up one after another, and then retreated to the sides.
A long passage was formed in the middle, and the passage was directly connected to the gate of Taiyuan City.
Li Wuyou slowly walked through the passage formed by countless people, toward the city that had just experienced the flames of war and the massacre, and still had a strong smell of blood.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Behind the Guanlong Army were countless citizens of Taiyuan City. These citizens had been waiting for a long time. Each and every one of them had a dignified look on their faces, as well as a look of submission.
They were waiting for Li Wuyou to appear.
Then, as the black carriage appeared in front of everyone, these people knelt on the ground one after another, and kowtowed to the black carriage.
They were not as orderly as the Guanlong Army, but they were more sincere and serious.
And sincere.
As they kowtowed, they muttered silently.
Thank you, Superintendent.
Thank you, Superintendent.
Thank you, Superintendent, for driving away the prairie people.
Thank you, Superintendent, for saving the people of Taiyuan City.
Many of the people present saw Li Wuyou descend from the sky and stop the grassland cavalrymen who were wantonly slaughtering the commoners. Then, he started a massacre.
At this moment, Li Wuyou was a god in their hearts.
Everyone's eyes were burning as they stared at the horse carriage, and then they offered their faith.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Some light wind blew between heaven and earth again. The wind was soft and gentle, as if a woman's soft hand was gently caressing the world.
However, it carried an extremely strong and tenacious power.
It was an endless power.
This was the faith of the people, the power of the people.
This kind of power brought about a kind of real vitality, a real majestic and mighty power.
Li Wuyou took a deep breath, and then the smile on his face became even wider.
As the power of faith seeped into his body, he felt that his body was undergoing a kind of purification.
Although his strength did not really increase by much, he felt that it was unusually clear.
This kind of improvement came from the root.
It came from the depths of the soul, from the aspect of luck.
It brought Li Wuyou a kind of change and sublimation that could not be seen or touched, but it really existed.
He was bathed in the faith of the people.
Li Wuyou finally arrived in front of the city gate of Taiyuan City.
The city had experienced the flames of war, the massacre, the bloodshed, and the rebirth from the ashes.
At this moment in Taiyuan City.
There was really a kind of different feeling.
As it stood there, it looked like a beast that had been reborn from the ashes.
It looked down at the black carriage from above.
It was the person that everyone worshipped and believed in.
"Welcome, Superintendent, into the city!"
After a short silence and pause, a sharp and loud shout sounded between heaven and earth.
Creak!
Creak!
The city gate slowly opened, and then Li Wuyou's carriage moved forward and entered the real city.
At this moment, the people outside the city and the people in the city all agreed and cheered like a tsunami.
"Long live the Superintendent!"
…
Time passed.
In the blink of an eye, about half a month had passed.
The massacre on the grasslands had basically ended, and most of the Guanlong cavalry had slowly returned.
There were only a few people left on the grasslands, and they were searching for the fish that escaped the net.
In short, the southeast of the Blood River boundary of the grasslands had completely become a land of death. No one on the grasslands dared to take half a step closer, and the whole world had become barren.
As for the countless blood and bones that remained.
Further northwest of the Blood River, in the deepest part of the grassland tribes, their primitive land, the primitive people of the grasslands had completely fallen into chaos.
Because they had heard the news that the Golden Tent of the Imperial Court had been destroyed.
The entire grassland tribe, the primitive people, had an indescribable fear.
They almost did not know what to do.
After all, after so many years, they had almost adapted to the life of trading and trading with Taiyuan City and Guanlong. They had almost given up their nomadic habits.
At least, it was much weaker than before.
Now that the connection between the two was suddenly cut off, they seemed to have fallen into a trap.
This kind of trap had appeared in an instant.
And if they wanted to break this trap again, it would take decades, or even centuries.
More importantly, most of the primitive people here were old people, and there were not many good young people left.
Most of these young people had already left here, and followed the Golden Tent of the Imperial Court to the outside world.
To strive for a better life.
But now, everything was over.
In an instant.
With the Guanlong army's huge massacre on the grasslands, everything was over.
The entire grasslands returned to decades ago in an instant.
That was the most difficult time.
"Father."
In the depths of the grasslands, in a barren desert, a young boy, accompanied by a middle-aged man, was riding on a horse.
Behind the boy, there was a mighty troop of more than ten thousand people.
In this troop, there were all old people.
They were tied up with ropes, and then driven into the depths of the Wilderness.
"Are we really going to throw all these people into the Gobi and let them die on their own? They won't survive at all, right? If these people die, will they be able to save us? "
The boy's eyes were filled with sorrow and pity as he asked in a low voice.
These people were all elders and seniors in the tribe, and also the elders of the grasslands.
Why abandon them?
"There's no need for them to continue existing."
"Do you think I'm the one who wants to throw them away? It's them! "
"They want to leave of their own accord."
"If they stay, they'll have to share the food with us. We don't have much food to begin with. If we give them an extra share, we'll have to give up one child …"
"The child is the hope of the grasslands, the hope of our rise again!"
"We can't abandon the child …"
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