Western Fantasy: From the Eagle Tribe to the Angel Empire

The sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the mood of autumn is strong!

On the cliff of Gaoman Mountain.

The eagle messenger with gray and black wings fluttered in the air, holding a two-meter-long bone spear and looking down proudly.

He glanced at the Yingren population of the Gaoman Mountain Tribe, looked at this group of weak tribesmen, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then announced loudly.

"Gaoman Mountain Tribe, there is an order from the royal court! Recruit fifty Yingmen warriors! Within three days, rush to the Hanhai Forest to obey the order of the God of Thunder!"

The familiar recruitment order resounded throughout the entire cliff. Wang Ting must have really looked down on small tribes like Gaoman Mountain. After decades, he was unwilling to change even a single word in the content of the recruitment order.

It's hard to say, but this is the joint recruitment of all the small eagle tribes outside the royal court in the vast mountains!

But fifty people is still too many.

The current Yingren tribe only has about 200 people including newly born babies, and there are only more than 30 adult male Yingren of Jiang You's generation.

At this moment, Jiang You finally understood the sadness and powerlessness that Ying's father had felt back then.

That sentence "My son wants to grow up healthy" must have been uttered in such a desolate situation.

On the cliff, all the eagle men bowed their heads.

Jiang You stood at the front, clenching his paws, suppressing the anger in his heart, taking a deep breath, and begging like his father.

"Sir Messenger, you have also seen that it is really difficult for our tribe to gather fifty Yingmen warriors now. Can you please be more lenient? I am willing to lead all adult male Yingmen to fight against the God of Thunder and the Royal Court!"

"Hmph! How can the royal court's edict be bargained for?"

The eagle messenger with gray and black wings snorted coldly and said in a cold voice.

"It is a gift from the royal court that this small tribe, which is as ordinary as grass and mustard, can survive here and be under the protection of the royal court."

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang You's clenched paws and the eyes that were looking straight at him, feeling murderous in his heart.

Small tribes like Gaoman Mountain are like weeds on the grassland. They die and grow again and again. Even if they are exterminated, there will be no impact.

It's a matter of time!

The royal court never cared about their life or death.

With murderous intention, the Eagle Messenger's eyes narrowed, and the breeze between heaven and earth blew.

This turned out to be extraordinary power, the power of wind!

Jiang You, who was standing in front of the cliff, suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and his whole body was agitated. He quickly lowered his head and said loudly.

"Lord Messenger, Gaoman Mountain is willing to obey the call-up order!"

The world between heaven and earth suddenly became quiet for a few breaths, and the only thing that could be seen was the rising wind.

On the cliff, Jiang You was always on alert, ready to explode!

a long time.

In mid-air, the cold-faced Eagle Messenger finally did not make a move. He gave a cold shout and fluttered his wings away.

"Fifty people, within three days, remember, if one person is missing, your clan will be wiped out one day later!"

On the cliff, Jiang You was furious when he heard this.

"Damn it, sooner or later you will rebel against your bullshit Yingren Wangting!"

When the Yingren messenger left, the tribesmen lamented one after another.

"When will this war end? When will these days really get better!"

"We are too weak."

"Our fathers will never come back, and we are afraid that we will follow in their footsteps."

Jiang You looked at the sad faces of the tribesmen and immediately stood up and said loudly.

"Please believe me, people, I will definitely bring everyone back this time!"

"If I can't come back, I will die in front of everyone!"

"In addition, for the quota of fifty people, we also invite the adult sisters in the clan to accompany us on the expedition. The boys who are not yet underage should stay in the tribe."

"Yes, patriarch."

At that moment, a dozen female adult tribesmen walked out, all of them female eagles of their generation.

At this time, the entire Gaoman Mountain tribe was really left with only the old and the weak.

Jiang You sighed in his heart, looked at the youngest and oldest eagle boy among the eagle crowd, and smiled at him.

"Cha, after we leave, you will be the strongest male eagle in the tribe. You must lead the teenagers to protect everyone!"

Cha said solemnly with tears in his eyes.

"Well, Brother You!"

Jiang You nodded when he heard the words, comforted his mother, then stood up and said to the hawks who were about to go on an expedition.

"Okay, without further ado, let's go back and put on our bronze armor and pick up our weapons. We will set off for the Vast Sea Forest in a quarter of an hour."

A hawk man said doubtfully.

"You, isn't it within three days? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Jiang You shook his head.

"In the past few generations, none of our ancestors who went on expeditions returned. This time, we must first go to explore what is going on in the vast forest and be fully prepared!"

Bathing in the blood of Titans was so shocking that he wasn't ready to say it first, but instead made a well-thought-out excuse.

Of course, it's not entirely an excuse. There is some truth in saying this.

"Okay, we understand. Let's go back and get weapons and equipment now, and we'll set off in a quarter of an hour!"

The hawks nodded.

They don't doubt Jiang You's words. Over the years, they have almost grown up with Jiang You, and their sense of trust is far better than that of ordinary people.

That's it.

A quarter of an hour later.

Fifty eagles holding bronze swords and spears were ready to go. Following Jiang You's order, they flew westward under the reluctant sight of the old and weak eagles who were left behind.