Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

And if it was just a small number, Meng Zhao wouldn't care too much, but the Danchi clan had a population of over one million.

As long as they are fourteen years old, they can be treated as elite soldier seeds. Since they live in such dangerous and harsh environment in the mountains, there are not many old people, so the number that can be used as elite soldiers is naturally very large.

This kind of war potential can be called a sharp weapon for rising. Even if a state is densely populated, it is not an easy task to recruit elite soldiers and brave men like the Danchi clan.

And even if the population of the Ji family in Hushan is not large, it should not be difficult to pull out 30,000 to 20,000 people.

Meng Zhao now has a total of 60,000 troops, among which Beitanghe's troops are mixed in. Of course, he is salivating for this Danchi warrior.

Such a huge advantage in military resources was enough for Meng Zhao to betray his looks and marry a mediocre girl.

Marriage is always the fastest and most effective way to solve your own lack of strength and foundation.

For this reason, it is not unacceptable to make some sacrifices.

Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters, and if a man can marry a woman, he can contribute to his great cause, so why not?

Although Ji Rushuang is a married woman, she is still pregnant with Liujia. From a general point of view, she is indeed not worthy of Meng Zhao.

But in essence, she is a woman with outstanding beauty and amazing invisible power. She can be used as an important chess piece to leverage the Danchi clan.

Meng Zhao would not suffer any loss if he accepted her.

If you were a fan of this art like Boss Cao, it would be too late to rejoice.

Of course, Meng Zhao would not tell Ji Rushuang these thoughts.

It doesn't matter what you think in your heart, it depends on how you act. At least Meng Zhao is pretty good to his woman.

At Meng Zhao's signal and Ji Rushuang's translation, these warriors from the Danchi tribe took out a thick, long and tough rope, tied up Geng Pomo, who was still groaning from the severe pain, and tied him into a big rice dumpling.

The group of people quickly left here and returned to the nearest stronghold.

The middle distance wasn't too short, and I spent time hunting a few wild beasts for dinner.

This stronghold was built on a mountainside near the woods. It was a row of three small wooden houses. The construction was very simple. From the appearance, it looked like three bamboo tubes standing there. The shape was not very beautiful.

However, it can basically cover the wind and snow, which is already very good in this wild and barren mountain.

Entering inside, Meng Zhao found that there were not many things. Basically, every room had a ceiling stove, which was used to light fires for heating and boil water for heating.

There are some meats, pots and pans, bedding and other supplies stored under the floor of the wooden house that have been smoked and can be preserved for a long time, as well as some bows, arrows, spears and other weapons.

This is the preparation made by the hunting team of the Danchi clan to replace weapons and replenish consumption.

When everyone checked into the cabin, it was completely dark on the mountain and the snow had weakened.

Meng Zhao asked for a cabin to interrogate Geng Po Mo, but Ji Rushuang followed him.

In the woman's own words, there are dangers in the mountains. Although there is such a shelter, it may not be able to withstand unknown dangers. It is safer to stay by Meng Zhao's side.

Although it sounds a bit scary, it is also reality. After all, the danger that can be seen is not dangerous. If the danger cannot be seen, Ji Rushuang is too far away from Meng Zhao this time, and it is beyond his reach to save him.

There are no candles in the whole wooden house, only the fire of the hanging stove emits warm light, illuminating the small house warmly. The light is dim and soft, giving people a warm feeling.

At the foot of the wooden house, Geng Pomo leaned against the wooden wall with his big bald head. He was wearing rough clothes and pursed his lips. He was lying weakly in the corner, his stomach was growling, his eyes were dull, empty and dead, as if he had completely lost it. Spiritual dead things.

Meng Zhaoze and Ji Rushuang gathered around the hanging stove, eating the tender meat skewers and drinking the hot soup on the hanging stove. They were enjoying the meal and living a good life.

The past few days since entering the mountains have indeed been difficult. Everything I eat is a kind of elixir specially prepared by Meng Zhao, which can not only fill the stomach, but also provide the human body with life needs. The taste cannot be forced.

The accommodation was not that good either. Although Meng Zhao could use his extraordinary Qi to blast out a cave, the environment was very poor. It was either cold or had a pungent smell. How could it compare to this man-made house?

Now that I have the conditions, it is very satisfying to eat such a mouthful of meat, drink such a bowl of fresh rice soup, and even have a small fire.

Meng Zhao ate a lot, but he deliberately restrained himself at this moment. He didn't eat much. He just walked up to Geng Pomo with a large skewer of grilled meat that was still sizzling and dripping with grease.

The sudden shadow covered Geng Pomo, causing him to reopen his eyes that he had closed at some point.

The dry and cracked lips moved without any expression fluctuation, and he said calmly,

"do what?"

Meng Zhao smiled and looked at the limbs, hands, and feet of the Indestructible King Kong that he had pierced. In fact, a large tendon and qi pulse that connected the whole body's energy had been broken. Although it looked very serious on the surface, it was actually worse than it looked. It also makes him despair, because Meng Zhao has defeated his hard skills in horizontal training.

Even if this person escapes now, his martial arts skills are still weak, and most of his combat power has been wasted.

Besides, Meng Zhao still had a trace of domineering dragon energy left in this person's body, which turned into Dragon Locking Strength, suppressing and blocking all the surging energy in his body, without any chance to use it.

The physical body was broken through the horizontal training, and the true energy could not be used. It was almost the same as using Shixiang Ruanjin Powder. The threat was very small, almost nonexistent.

Then he raised his hand to help Geng Pomo untie the rope, handed him the grilled meat skewers, and said,

“Although you are good at martial arts and have profound cultivation, you are still a mortal and you still need to eat.

Eat, there is no guarantee that you will be full, but you can still taste it and relieve your hunger. "

Meng Zhao looked like a caring big brother, but his appearance was still shrouded by a wall of aura, allowing Geng Pomo to spy on him countless times, but he could not see his final appearance.

"Okay, I will have a good meal even if I die."

Geng Pomo was not a tough guy, and he couldn't deceive people because of his rumbling stomach. Since Meng Zhao said so, he didn't show any pretense. He took the grilled meat skewers and swallowed them in his stomach in two or three times. It was even more exaggerated than gobbling it up. .

You know, this meat skewer has just been grilled, and the grilling time is very long. If most people eat it this way, it will be burnt long ago, but Geng Po Mo relies on his own hard skills to be broken, but the foundation of his physical body is still there, completely intact. Not afraid.

Eating this one was almost like feeding a tiger some shredded meat. Then he took the food from Meng Zhao and ate it cleanly. His stomach that was growling loudly seemed to be soothed. Also stop.