Longevity: Beginning from Becoming a Clan Leader

The edge of the hill.

Sparse footprints opened up a tree-lined path.

This is the path opened by hunters or Yi people in the mountains. If you don't look carefully, you can't even see that it is a path. Except for familiar people, no one will pass through here.

But today.

Rustle.

Rustle.

The grass and trees swayed, and the voices of people, horses, and wild animals became louder and louder.

The next moment, a majestic black horse jumped out and kicked a golden leopard away.

"Hiss!"

Chen Tang, who looked dusty, followed behind with a black and red sword.

Patting the unicorn, Chen Tang smiled. The hills were full of dangerous roads. Fortunately, he was riding a half-exotic beast, otherwise he would have nothing to ride.

Looking back.

"Hurry up and keep up!"

Teams of soldiers climbed up tiredly.

Around him, there were groups of Yi people in ragged clothes, with a complex expression of nervousness and excitement, surrounded by the soldiers of the Feng Camp.

Looking at these soldiers and Yi people, Chen Tang's smile disappeared, but his eyes were full of satisfaction.

The experience of running around in the hills these days has gradually helped him find a rhythm.

No soldiers?

Then enslave the Yi people!

Seeing a small or medium-sized tribe, Chen Tang took the lead and rushed in alone, killing the chief and elders directly to deter them, and then everything went smoothly.

Those who want to live, those who want to die...

Those who are willing to betray the tribe in order to eat...

Those who are willing to become Yue people...

Those who are dissatisfied with the Yi king and want to seek help from the Yue people...

Simply and roughly divide them, and burn those who are unwilling, there will always be people willing to obey.

More than 1,700 elite soldiers of the Feng Camp easily controlled thousands of young and strong Yi people, led the way and explored the way, and walked out of this huge hill and crossed it. The soldiers of the Feng Camp were tired, but there were few casualties.

Of course, the price of this is that there are only more than 3,000 young and strong Yi people following them now.

Moreover, such a big move inevitably provokes the Yi king in this large hill.

Chen Tang looked back at the lush forest behind him, "I have already killed them once, but these Yi people have lived here for generations, and their speed is not slow. Sooner or later, they will catch up. Now it is almost the time I calculated, error... error... can't be delayed.

Except for the Yi king, others are not my opponents. Maybe I can lead them over..."

According to the time he calculated, King Cheng should have fought with General Wei.

If he missed the opportunity, it would be difficult to defeat the opponent even if he roamed around and harassed them next.

The only problem was that he could not be sure of the defense of the other side's grain transport team. Once he failed to break through the other side's defense, or broke through but the effect was not great enough, it would be no different from not defeating them.

So, Chen Tang was ready to take risks again. The Yi people king was also a force that could be used!

Chen Tang's eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

Things had come to this point, so it was not bad to go one step further.

Do it!

Kill!

...

Time, August 21st, afternoon.

Half a month had passed since the start of the war.

During this period, both sides had been conquering this land.

King Cheng had the advantage of numbers, while the Tianhe Army had the advantage of terrain.

Both sides could not do anything to each other for a while.

In this situation, both sides took action.

King Cheng's army was constantly conquering one pass after another, step by step; and the Tianhe Army was also constantly attacking in an elusive manner, trying to hit the morale and elite number of the other side.

The war fell into a state of anxiety for a while.

"General Shangguan, if a new force joins, can we break the current dilemma?"

The tiger-skinned King Cheng said so.

The old general's face froze, but he recovered.

"Of course it can be used. Now is a suitable time to use it."

King Cheng nodded, his face calm.

The teacup in his hand kept spinning.

"In this case, in two days, I will let the Poison Valley and Medicine King Valley lead the army to support." King Cheng finally said so.

The old general's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and he spoke frankly.

"No!"

"Poison Valley and Medicine King Valley have blocked our army for many years. This time, our army was able to pass because of our great strength. Although our army has the upper hand now, it has not become a crushing force. It is hard to guarantee that these two valleys will not have other thoughts!"

"If they really have thoughts, it will be like inviting a wolf into the house! Your Highness!"

Looking at the old general's sincere and anxious look, King Cheng first slowly pressed his hand, "General, don't worry, I know it."

"The reason why I did this is that I am sure, and the old general will not think that if these two valleys really have rebellious thoughts, our army can stop them from coming?"

The old general was speechless.

In a flash, he thought, maybe these two valleys are waiting for an opportunity?

However, he saw King Cheng's look, and he was already a little impatient, so he could only sigh secretly and bow his hands in response.

King Cheng looked at the old general, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable look, and his hand kept stroking the bead with the word medicine written on it.

Soon.

Poison Valley.

Dugu Bi, who was wearing a gray robe, received the letter. Looking at the writing on it, Dugu Bi sneered, put it away immediately, and looked at the old man playing with the little toad next to him, "Grandma Poison, I will leave it to you to handle matters in the valley." ”

Poisonous Grandma was startled and put away the little toad, "Are you sure?"

"Well, King Cheng has already invited me to lead his disciples to support, and so does the Medicine King Valley."

"I will write a letter to Chen Nuo now. Next, we will see whether we can maintain our independence."

Dugu Bang said this.

Du Lao looked serious, "Don't worry, leave it to me."

soon.

In the huge poisonous valley, groups of disciples began to appear.

The outer sect has the largest number of disciples, and most of them are in the body-nurturing realm and the ordinary skin-flesh realm.

Next are the inner disciples, most of whom are first-class figures and peak figures in the flesh realm.

And those true disciples, as well as the elders, are not lower than the bone and muscle realm.

In addition, there are a large number of miscellaneous disciples, or in other words, the sect's army.

There was no way, in the years of chaos, the original sect form was forced to change, and it began to directly control the military power, and had a tendency to transform into a warlord.

This time, most of the disciples were dispatched.

However, some disciples did not appear, or even disappeared directly within the sect. If you were interested in checking, you would find that these disciples were all a few elites in the inner sect or the true sect.

It can exist as a seed...

As the descendants of the family, it was naturally impossible for Chen Jing and others to enter the seed ranks, so he and the other nine descendants of the Chen family also appeared in the expedition team.

"Don't panic, everyone, follow me later."

Chen Jing said to them.

Looking at the empty space beside him, Chen Jing's eyes narrowed slightly.

Lan Linger and Tang Xin did not appear.

Was it used as a seed?

Chen Jing was thoughtful.

And just when Poison Valley started to mobilize its disciples and troops.

Yaowang Valley on the other side also started to move.

As a powerful force with the same name as Poison Valley, the strength of Medicine King Valley should not be underestimated.

Groups of disciples and troops began to walk out of the valley.

Among them there are many masters who can see the muscles and bones.

…

The war continues.

A lot of blood spreads every day.

Although the soldiers of the Tianhe Army are well-equipped, it does not mean that Cheng Wang's army is inferior. In addition to some soldiers, there are also some powerful elites among the 80,000 soldiers, wearing full iron armor and very brave.

so.

During this period, the Tianhe Army suffered a lot of casualties.

"Quick, quick, quick! Where is the medic?! Medic!"

"Help...help..."

"..."

A young and elegant man wearing leather armor, carrying a medicine box and carrying two equally young people with an anxious look on his face, trotted over.

"Get out of the way! Get out of my way!"

The young man who looked elegant was indeed extremely vulgar in his words. Not to mention, everyone in front of him got out of his way.

"Damn, my leg is broken, hold on to the board!"

Apply medication.

Click, click, click!

As for comfort or not, there is none at all.

Battlefield medical care focuses on life-saving.

Whether your mood is fragile or whether you want to save your limbs is not a consideration!

and.

Must be quick!

very fast!

Because the entire battlefield needs them!

With the help of two apprentices, the young man quickly finished treating the seven sick and wounded.

"This is hopeless. Ask him what his last words are. Let's go!"

After saying that, he took the two apprentices and started to hurry up again.

An old soldier's eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to persuade him to save him again, but he was held tightly by the person next to him.

The Tianhe Army has corresponding military regulations for various situations.

One of them is that it is not allowed to obstruct the operation of military doctors on the battlefield. Violators will be executed!

so.

The old soldier could not speak.

Finally, he stamped his feet bitterly, looked at the dying Pao Ze, his eyes were moist, "Xiao, Xiao Chen, if you have any last words, I, I will deliver them to you."

The young man named Xiao Chen had empty eyes, opened his mouth, and said in a thin voice, "I...I'm dead...my family is extinct...the family...the family...must be...adopted...treat my mother well... …Mom, I’m sorry.”

The sound stopped suddenly.

"Fuck, damn it! He's still so young, his surname is Chen, he obviously has a future, and he still called me brother, but he died here. What a fool! I'm your mother!"

The old soldier angrily picked up his bow and arrow and shot outside. The commander next to him, also named Chen, remained silent, but he held the knife in his hand very hard.

And similar scenes are happening in countless passes.

The intensity of the war is increasing.

The soldiers on both sides also used real fire.

The flames of hatred are burning.

Everyone who died here was a fellow villager, even a brother of the same race! Father and son!

The hatred intensified as a result.