Chapter 342 Coming Out

Along the long road, in the black bamboo forest, a giant mountain-like beast was walking slowly forward in the forest.

Zhao Shuang and the little iron-eating beast sat on its back, followed by the elders and leaders of the Zhurong tribe.

The place where the Zhurong tribe lives is called Fire Mountain, and this valley covered with black bamboo is located deep in Fire Mountain and is called Obsidian Valley.

There are more than a dozen wooden buildings in the valley, and the elders of the Zhurong tribe live in them. They were quite old, and many of them had expressions of surprise on their faces when they saw Zhao Shuang riding on the big iron-eating beast.

Being able to serve the divine beast is the highest honor within the Zhurong Department. These elders have a high status. In addition to taking care of the clan of mythical beasts that live in the valley, they also use the black bamboo and black stone in the valley to make weapons and give them to the warriors of the Zhurong tribe.

Zhao Shuang was very surprised when he looked at everything in the valley. The environment in this valley is very different from that outside. There are many strange flowers and plants growing there, as well as many strange stones.

When the big iron-eating beast stopped, Zhao Shuang rode the small iron-eating beast and jumped off its back.

"plz follow me!"

The elders of Zhu Rong Department were very polite. Seeing this, Zhao Shuang jumped off the back of the little iron-eating beast and walked forward with the elders of the Zhu Rong tribe. When I looked back, I saw that the big iron-eating beast was feeding the small iron-eating beast with a piece of bamboo. Around them, many other iron-eating beasts gathered.

The elders of the Zhu Rong tribe took Zhao Shuang and Limang into a cave in the valley. The cave is dry and painted with murals.

Different from the pictures on the totem poles outside, the things depicted here are quite detailed, recording the important history of the Zhurong tribe for thousands of years.

Thousands of years ago, Zhu Rongluo had hundreds of thousands of tribesmen, and was one of ten thousand people. In the vicissitudes of life, as time changed, the Zhurong tribe continued to migrate, and finally arrived here. However, their tribe continues to weaken. The last mural depicts the story of King Wu's defeat of Zhou more than 800 years ago. The warriors of their tribe followed the Li Kingdom, one of the Eight Kingdoms of Mu, to fight against Shang Zhou's million-strong army.

The things depicted in this last picture are also quite long ago.

When Zhao Shuang finished reading, all the elders in the cave knelt down. Looking at the crowd of people, Li Mang felt that it was inappropriate for him to stand any longer, but he felt a little reluctant to kneel down.

It wasn't until the elder's look that Li Mang reluctantly knelt down.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Shuang was a little confused.

"For thousands of years, our clan has been closely following the guidance of destiny and thriving on this land. For this reason, no matter how ferocious beasts or terrifying enemies we face, our clan is not afraid. It's just that Today, this land is about to undergo changes that have not happened in thousands of years. The Emperor's Star has become clear. But the one who has been guiding our clan has disappeared."

Speaking of this, Li Mang's face was a little confused, but the other elders looked sad.

"The fact that we cannot face - our clan has been abandoned by fate. Until, our clan met you today..."

"I?"

"My clan is willing to follow your Majesty. From now on, we will not dare to disobey your Majesty's orders until our death."

Zhao Shuang looked at the giants in the cave and suddenly had a question in his heart.

"How much do you eat?"

All the elders looked at each other, but Li Mang stood up directly.

"What do you mean?"

"Stop! Limang, kneel down!"

The elders' strict orders made Limang kneel down again, and one of the elders was respectful.

"The young and the old will receive half a goat a day, the elder one, and the strong two. Women can eat half as much."

"Then how many giants are there in your clan?"

"There are more than 6,000 tribesmen in Huoyiao Mountain. Among them, there are more than 1,000 young people, more than 1,000 old people, and more than 4,000 elders and strong people. Women account for 56 out of 10."

This population ratio is quite healthy!

Zhao Shuang thought in his mind that this tribe consumes thousands of sheep a day, and their appetite is astonishing.

"Why do you follow me?"

All the elders bowed their heads.

"Just to continue to survive!"

"Okay! I agree."

Zhao Shuang put his hand on Li Mang's fiery red hair. The other party was a little nervous about pinching it, but he held it down.

"From now on, just follow me!"

"See my lord!"

In the cave, the flames lingered, and a group of giants half-knelt on the ground, obeying the young man's orders.

Huoliao Mountain is adjacent to Zhao Shuang's territory, and the connecting point in the middle is Yingshan Stream. Fire Mountain's sphere of influence was very large. After incorporating it into his own territory, Zhao Shuang's territory almost doubled. However, the population living in Huoyiao Mountain is much smaller than that in Zhao Shuang's territory.

In addition to being the location of the sacred beasts served by Zhu Rong, Obsidian Valley also provides food and weapons for Zhu Rong. The creatures in this valley are larger than those in the outside world, and there is also a huge black wild boar with two tusks.

The giants of the Zhurong tribe raised them in captivity, just like raising cattle and sheep. In the area on the edge of Obsidian Valley, fields and pastures can be seen everywhere.

In addition, the elders of this tribe will also make weapons for the giants in the tribe as needed for battle.

Zhao Shuang stayed in Huoliang Mountain for a few days and found that the huge grains and meats in Zhurongbu were not rough, but had a delicate texture and were very delicious.

"It's too much!"

One day, Li Mang came in cursing, with anger on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Shuang asked casually while holding a piece of meat and biting it.

"Those bastards in Guoyuan have robbed hundreds of our vassals in recent days."

Zhao Shuang also figured out the relationship between them in the past few days. The Xuanji tribe living in Guoyuan is the feud of the Zhu Rong tribe. These days, taking advantage of the decline of the Zhu Rong tribe, they have robbed many of their people.

"There are so many people in your tribe, how about a fight?"

The giants of the Zhurong tribe are powerful in battle, while the people of the Xuanji tribe are about the same height as ordinary people. Zhao Shuang didn't understand why this power seemed to be helpless against them.

Li Mang felt a little nauseous, wondering what he was thinking of?

"Their tribe's lair is full of poison, and we won't go there. Besides, there are only two to three hundred warriors in our tribe, and we can't afford to fight them."

Zhao Shuang was surprised and a little confused.

"Why are there only two or three hundred people?"

"Our people must have strong bones and muscles. After going through the test, they can get the weapons given by the elders and become warriors. Only a few of them who have advanced cultivation can become knights."

"knight?"

"In addition to us, there are also the Long-tailed Madara clan who serve the divine beast clan. Only a very small number of people can be recognized by the Long-tailed Madara and accompany them. There are only about twenty people in our clan."

Long-tailed scabies?

Zhao Shuang remembered it, and it seemed like a huge beast he had seen before, with exposed fangs, a long tail, and continuous stripes on its body.

"Don't worry about the Xuanji tribe, I will take care of it. In a few days, the men of your clan will come out with me!"

"Go out and do what?"

"Moving bricks!"

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