"Good!" Fang Ming smiled, the golden light retreated, and the image disappeared.

Huhe struggled to stand up with a wooden face and walked out of the tent.

"Great Patriarch! Do you... have something to give me?" A servant couldn't help but ask when he saw Huhe's expression was wrong and he was carrying mud on his body.

"Who is it? Who is allowed to come forward to ask!" Hu He looked ferocious and roared loudly.

The servant was so scared that he quickly knelt on the ground to apologize, "Great Patriarch, I...I just look at you..."

"No need to say anything, come!" Huhe roared loudly.

"Sir!" Immediately, two strong Shanyue warriors stepped forward and bowed to ask.

"Drag this man down and nail it to the wooden stake, and I want him to bleed to death!" Huhe gave an order with a blue face.

"Your will be implemented!" The two warriors saluted, dragging the crying servants and retreated respectfully. After a few steps, they disappeared in their eyes.

From afar, you can still hear screams.

The other servants around were all pale and didn't even dare to breathe. They quickly lowered their heads, wishing they were treated as air.

After Huhe burst out of the heart fire, he breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the sky in the distance, his face was still as gloomy as ever.

...

At this time, a team of secret messengers also arrived at the foot of the Detiangong Mountains.

"Sir! You are a body of gold, so how can you take risks? Or let your subordinates go..." a servant advised him.

The one who listened to him was dressed as a young man, dressed as a scholar, but his majesty was beyond many people.

This is He Dongming, the legitimate son of the He family in the county, and Song Yu is the new counselor of the Lisi Department.

He Dongming glanced at the guard. He was trained by his own family and was loyal. He was a top-notch deceased soldier, and even the county guards were not many.

This time, Lao He saw that his beloved son was going deep into Changle and the two Wuyi prefectures were in chaos, so he sent him to serve as a guard.

"It's okay!" He Dongming waved his hand.

"My new supporter, although there are some contributions, the lord is just a matter of justice. With the help of me, I can be kept for a while, but I cannot be kept for a lifetime! If I don't make any achievements, I will sooner or later... "

"Once I retreat, there are not many people who are watching the He family's seat in and outside the government..."

He Dongming smiled bitterly.

The filth between this aristocratic family has never tolerated the slightest warmth. He has never been afraid to speculate on other aristocratic families with the worst plans.

Although the He family killed Zhu Shiliu and presented Wenchang Prefecture City, it was a little bit of a merit, but Song Yu promoted He Dongming from a white body to the position of counselor of the eighth-rank ritual officer, which was almost exhausted.

After all, this is the center of the future! I don’t know how many aristocratic families are staring at this position. As soon as He Dongming went up, he secretly offended a lot.

He was very knowledgeable and could understand that this time the lord entrusted his important responsibilities was the intention of trusting his close friends, and he must be taken to the death so that he could live up to the lord's expectations.

Moreover, if we could say that we could descend to the mountains and cross, then the two palaces of Changle and Wuyi would go down without fighting. This was a great achievement. If it was achieved, the He family's status would be as stable as Mount Tai. How could he not let him fight to the death!

To put it more seriously, although he is the legitimate son, he still has a few brothers. Even if he dies here, he will show his loyalty to Song Yu, which is beneficial to the He family.

Of course, these thoughts just changed in my heart. He Dongming's expression remained unchanged and said, "For the sake of my family's foundation, Dongming will never refuse!"

"If the master knew that the young master was like this, I would be very relieved!" the guards said.

"Haha... Come with me into the mountain!" He Dongming stopped hesitating and strided into the deep mountain boundaries.

The guards looked at each other and kept silently following.

Since He Dongming came here, he was naturally prepared and found a few guides.

With Fang Ming's secret care, he had no disasters and disasters along the way. On the second day, he came to the camp of the Tiangong Tribe.

Looking at the continuous camp tents, He Dongming took a deep breath: "I had heard from the priests of the Tiangong Tribe that they called for harmony, which was the flames that came down to earth, and they were magical. They gradually unified the Shanyue Tribe. Now, just looking at the camp, you can see that they are extraordinary. Such a heroic person can not surrender to me until he ends his life..."

A dark cloud could not help but burst into my heart.

When he arrived at the Dezhai Gate, he was stopped by the warriors who were guarding him. At this time, his own guide went up to talk.

He Dongming is extremely talented. Since he received the mission, he has been studying the local language of Shanyue. Fortunately, he has both Wu Nan’s accent and always has some traces. He is extremely smart and can barely understand it.

Then I heard the guide say, "Good job... the high official... the messenger..."

Shanyue does not understand the etiquette system of big-time activities, and needs a guide to compare and stroke to barely understand the meaning.

He came to He Dongming and the others and said, "You are the messengers of the great cause. Come and see the leader of our tribe, the great Patriarch Huhe?"

"That's right! Please inform me!" He Dongming said.

The warrior looked at He Dongming again, and there was the glory of a wolf in his eyes. He Dongming's face remained unchanged and he was waiting quietly.

Seeing this, the warrior said, "Okay! You... are quite brave. They are not like other people. They are all weak lambs. I'll go and report..."

The guards behind He Dongming were furious when they heard this, but He Dongming stopped them with a stern look. They kept their breath and blushed. Fortunately, they didn't take action.

After waiting for a while, the warrior came out, looked at He Dongming with a strange look, and said, "Huhe Muslim please come over... Come with me!"

Turning around and taking the lead into the camp, He Dongming and others followed closely.

As soon as He Dongming entered the camp, he looked at him secretly, and compared it with the records in previous books, he suddenly felt a little open.

He asked some things indirectly, but the warrior didn't know what instructions he had, his lips were closed and he didn't say a word, which made He Dongming feel like he had nowhere to start.

When the party arrived near the Patriarch's tent, He Dongming was anxious, but suddenly he accidentally glanced at it and saw that there were only a few cigarettes.

Turning around, I saw more than a dozen Shanyue, including men and women, old and young, facing a clay statue and worshiping him!

This statue of god made him feel very familiar. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration was found, and he immediately felt relieved.

He asked casually again: "Aren't you Shanyue sacrificed totems? What is this?"

This involved a great event of faith, and the warrior had to speak: "The great patriarch abolished the bloody totem sacrifice and changed to believe in the City God God. The City God God is a tolerant and kind god. He doesn't want the blood sacrifice of our Tiangong, but he still brings blessings..."

The word "City God" was heard and He Dongming completely settled.

"No wonder when the lord told me that this mountain and Yue must have said it was just a matter of saying that, but it turned out that he had already laid a secret trick!"

"It seems that the City God has taken root here long ago, but it is very beneficial to my mission!"

"The City God blesses!!!"

Since the ancestor of the He family, He Yuqing, sent a dream to send a message, he naturally inquired from many sources, and finally the entire clan believed in the City God.

Although he had known for a long time that the City God was an ally of his lord, the power had actually developed to Shanyue, which still surprised He Dongming.

Since the warrior explained his belief in the City God, he stopped talking and took He Dongming and others to the most gorgeous tent, and said, "Here is here! This is our Huhe Patriarch's tent. You can only enter, and everyone else has to wait outside!"

"This is natural!" He Dongming dressed and said to the guards: "You wait here!"

"No!" The guard could not agree, so he could only agree.

"Please!" He Dongming said to the Warriors.

"Okay! I, Mu Kai, like the brave man the most!" Mu Kai praised and entered the camp first, and He Dongming followed.

As soon as I entered the tent, there was a fragrant fragrance that blew into my face.

"It must be that some spices were burned! But the varieties were mixed!" He Dongming thought lightly and glanced around.

I saw that inside the big tent, many mountain Yue warriors with painted faces were sitting on the ground, staring at him coldly, almost like wolves.

On the top, a middle-aged man in a white robe was holding a short stick made of gold in his hand, looking down!

"Xin'an Jiedushi, He Dongming, the counselor of the Lishui Department, has seen the leader of Huhe!" He Dongming felt at a loss. At this time, he bowed deeply, calmly and calmly, making Huhe secretly admire him.

"You are the official of Daqian, why are you here?" Huhe asked.

Shanyue does not have so many rules, and if there is anything, it will get straight to the point.

"Come to form an alliance with the adults!" He Dongming knew that these Shanyue were the most suicidal. If he said that he was here to surrender, he would be dragged out and beheaded immediately. He could only say it in another way.

Anyway, as long as you get the help of Shanyue in the end, you will naturally write whatever you want in the official document. Can you still understand these Shanyue?

"Alliance?" Huhe laughed and asked, "I have tens of thousands of warriors. What are your masters using to form an alliance with me?"

"My lord Song Yu is the governor of Xin'an Town! He controls the three prefectures of Xin'an, Wenchang and Linjiang. He has 100,000 powerful troops and 100 generals. He has the great ambition to pacify the turbulent times and advance the world!"

"The Patriarch is also a hero. Why not create a prosperous era with my lord? Everyone here will be founding meritorious and prosperous, wealthy, and wealthy, and at a loss. Even the Shanyue tribe can obtain a large amount of fertile land on the plains and live a life of food and clothing without worries..."

He Dongming said calmly.

He knew that there were many strengths among the Shanyue tribes, and deliberately exaggerated Song Yu several times, which really shocked everyone.

I made a wish for a better life in the future, and as expected, I could hear the leaders below and felt a little moved.

"I heard what you said, your lord is the heroic king among the Qian people, and it is worth forming an alliance with me. It is also good for the fertile land and beautiful houses! But to obtain these, I need to go through the mountains and rivers, what should I pay?"

Huhe asked, but in fact, he wanted to drag the messenger out to feed the wolf directly, but because of the City God oracle, he could only condescend and act as a double act with him.

"Just just need your troops to send troops to help my lord sweep Wuzhou! As long as the Patriarch agrees, my lord can immediately send tens of thousands of acres of fertile land..."

"Wuzhou! What a big tone, how many warriors will die if I want my Tiangong?"

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