......

Ten days later.

"Whoosh!" a sky-breaking arrow sounded, it was an emerald green sword light, as fast as a meteor, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and it burst open instantly when it landed.

"Whoa......," a pig-toothed with a heavy earthen armor all over, let out a miserable cry, and then fell to his knees, blood flowing from his mouth.

And at this time, a figure slowly appeared not far away.

Dressed in leopard animal skin, holding a huge green longbow in his hand, and humming a little tune in his mouth, he leisurely jumped to the side of the arrowtooth pig.

Fang Zhengzhi's goal was to go to the Iron Hill tribe closest to the Holy Mountain City to inquire about the news.

Therefore, in the past ten days, he looked at the map, tried his best to bypass the four major tribes, and coupled with the hearing he had exercised in Cangling Mountain since he was a child, he did not encounter too many dangers along the way.

After galloping all the way, it is now out of the range of the four major tribes.

This also made his heart relax a little, ready to hunt, and then, to get a few delicious game dishes to satisfy his cravings, it is obvious that the arrowtooth pig in front of him has become his target.

"Killing, just to eat meat, sin and sin!" Fang Zhengzhi bowed lightly to the arrowtooth pig, and then, a grin appeared on the corner of his mouth.

To kill a pig, you need to use ******.

Put away the sun-shooting bow, and took out a wide-backed knife from his arms, Fang Zhengzhi cut it casually while muttering: "Pig tail, pig ears, pig tongue, are all very good drops......"

But......

There is a very good saying, life must be happy, if you are not happy, let others be happy.

Of course. There is also a saying that planning, can never catch up with change!

Just when Fang Zhengzhi was humming a tune while cutting the meat, there was a sudden change in the surroundings, and. It seems that the movement is quite large.

This immediately alerted him.

In this kind of place, it is not strange to encounter any terrifying beasts, but generally speaking, there are rarely too many small beasts around particularly terrifying beasts.

But in the place you picked, the little beasts are everywhere, shouldn't it?

Just as he was thinking like this, there was a sound of "whooshing ......" from the sky, followed by. A black light fell from the sky.

"Spear?" Fang Zhengzhi recognized Heimang's true face in an instant.

This thing is different from guns, which are generally not used to throw away, but spears can, and they are very lethal when hunting and fighting.

Did you run into a tribal hunt?

There are no tribes on the map, right?

Fang Zhengzhi dodged a few times casually, and easily dodged the spears that shot down one by one, but. The landing points of these spears are a bit particular, and it doesn't seem that they are intended to kill Fang Zhengzhi directly.

But. Trap Fang Zheng.

A circle soon appeared around Fang Zhengzhi, it was a circle of fifty-six spears, not too big, but it just encircled Fang Zhengzhi inside.

"Don't move!" a voice came from the woods.

Hundreds of figures appeared from all directions, each holding a black spear in their hands, and wearing rattan armor woven from green vines.

This kind of vine party has seen it uprightly. That's what Sanga wears.

It's just that, compared to Sanga, the rattan armor on these people's bodies is obviously much simpler, and basically only protects the vital parts of the body, such as the chest and pants. The rest of the places are naked outside, and all of them have very dark skin, as if they have been suffering from explosives for many years.

Aboriginal!

Fang Zhengzhi quickly confirmed the identity of these people, and he could also confirm that these people must be the army of the Southern Regions Mountain Range.

Because, if it were just a hunting party among ordinary tribes, there would have been a variety of outfits and weapons, and these people were obviously not.

It's too unified.

Only the armies of the Southern Mountains are possible.

Ran into the army of the Southern Mountains......

This doesn't fit my plan, what should I do?

"Which tribe are you from?" A middle-aged man with a piece of animal skin on his shoulder looked at the animal skin costume on Fang Zhengzhi's body, and his expression seemed to be a little puzzled.

"Which tribe?" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes lit up, and he was just about to make up the name of the tribe casually, but he immediately felt that something was not right.

If you don't see the aborigines of the Southern Mountains.

Fang Zhengzhi may still have the idea of blending into the tribe or the army, but now that he sees this group of people, this idea can basically be abandoned.

Because......

I'm too white.

The other party deliberately asked which tribe he belonged to, obviously using his own words.

It seems that the people of the Southern Mountains are not the kind of fools with well-developed limbs and simple minds.

It's just that Fang Zhengzhi didn't calculate that as soon as he came out of the range of the four major tribes, he ran into the army of the Southern Regions Mountain Range, and he was not prepared at all.

In the current situation, there are actually several options.

The first is to show weakness, pretend to be a fool, don't speak or answer when killed, and dance a self-choreographed dance to stun them, so that there is a 30% chance that they can slip away while the other party is not paying attention.

Second, of course, it is to show strength!

As the old saying goes: if the enemy is strong, I am weak, and if the enemy is weak, I am strong.

The reverse is actually the same, if I am weak, the enemy will be strong, and if I am strong, the enemy will naturally be weak.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhengzhi calmed down, tilted his head slightly, and hooked his finger at the middle-aged man in the arrogant appearance of Pingyang.

The middle-aged man looked around, the doubts on his face getting heavier and heavier, but this was his territory, and of course there was nothing to be afraid of.

walked directly to Fang Zheng's side.

"I asked you which tribe you are from?"

"Smack!"

Once he held the knife, a spear on the ground next to him was directly split in half by Fang Zhengzhi's palm, and the incision was smooth, as if it had been cut by a knife.

"You ......" The middle-aged man was startled by Fang Zheng's actions, grasped the spear in his hand, and subconsciously took a step back.

Behind him, the hundreds of soldiers of the Southern Mountains also raised their spears. It seems that as long as the middle-aged man gives an order, he will rush up.

"What tribe! Can't you see the animal skin on this envoy? Does this envoy look like a tribe? You are blind!" Fang Zhengzhi tried his best to make himself look fierce enough, so his tone was unceremoniously.

After showing his strength, he naturally has to be fierce enough.

"Messenger, you...... Really?" the middle-aged man was slightly stunned.

The reason why he didn't directly attack the other party was because the animal skin on Fang Zhengzhi's body was of the highest grade. There are two possibilities for the identity of a person who can wear this animal skin.

One is the "ignorant" spies sent by the Great Xia Dynasty.

The other is a noble person with a special identity.

And now, another reason why he didn't make a move right away is Fang Zheng's strength......

Very strong!

"What do you think would happen if this palm was slashed on your neck just now? Don't talk nonsense, and don't tell your people to get out of the way! Can you ask about the identity of this messenger?" Fang Zhengzhi waved his hand casually, with an impatient face, since he wanted to act fiercely, of course he had to be arrogant.

"Send a signal!" the middle-aged man's face sank when he heard Fang Zheng's words. He waved his hand directly at the person behind him, and immediately hundreds of soldiers surrounded him.

Moreover, just as the middle-aged man's voice fell, Fang Zhengzhi also saw a soldier quickly shoot an arrow into the sky.

"Boom!" a crunch sounded across the sky.

Fang Zhengzhi's heart was slightly shocked, why is this plot a little wrong? Could it be that his acting skills are so calculated so precisely, and he is not enough to enter the play?

No way.

Normally, he can control him, but he doesn't. This means it's your own people, and besides. I am so arrogant and arrogant, there is no reason to "mutiny", right?

"Are you trying to offend the envoy?" At this point, Fang Zhengzhi could only hold on, because he didn't know how many people were behind the other party.

"If you are really a messenger, please state your purpose. Otherwise, don't think about walking through here!" The middle-aged man didn't mean to make a straight move on the other side.

"Aren't you afraid that this envoy will cut off your head?" Fang Zhengzhi said coldly.

"Duty, fearless!" the middle-aged man looked resolute.

"Fearless?" Fang Zhengzhi glanced at the middle-aged man very seriously, this was the first time he had really come into contact with someone in the Southern Mountains other than Shanjia.

However, from the eyes of a middle-aged man. But he saw a true determination from the heart.

All along, Fang Zhengzhi has read some stories in books, and the more people who live in a harsh environment, the more fierce they are, which can be seen from the middle-aged man.

People of the Southern Regions......

It's a little different from the people of the Great Xia Dynasty!

"Speak quickly!" the hundreds of soldiers shouted in unison after hearing the middle-aged man's words, their voices loud and shaking the surrounding leaves.

Can Fang Zhengzhi say?

He was not familiar with the background of the Southern Regions Mountain Range, and the more he talked about it, the bigger the loophole became, and it was impossible to make others nod their heads like chickens pecking rice with a casual brag.

The current founder also has two choices.

One is to beat all these guys down ruthlessly, and the other is to turn around and run.

Killing is indeed a way to solve the problem, but unprovoked killing is really unnecessary, the most important thing is that he is not sure what the attitude of the Southern Mountains is.

Just kill all these hundreds of soldiers?

I'm not a murderer.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, if you can really kill, of course you can run.

Fang Zhengcheng knew that he should have to run.

He wanted to be stronger than these people, but in fact, these people were even stronger than him.

It's not that I'm not witty enough, it's that the opponent's temperament is too strong, and they are all so fierce that they are not afraid of life and death, and they can't afford to provoke them, so they can only hide.

A turn.

Fang Zheng ran straight away.

"Want to run, even the fastest beast can't run out of the palm of our Southern Regions soldiers, hum!" The middle-aged man looked at Fang Zhengzhi, who turned to run away, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

There was no need for the middle-aged man to give an order, and the spear in the sky was thrown directly into the distance.

A wall of spears directly blocked the way of the square.

Next, hundreds of soldiers quickly outflanked each other, each with a low roar like a beast.

"Yo O O O ......"

"Knock knock knock!"

“......”

Fang Zhengzhi's mood was a little depressed. The road ahead is blocked, and the left and right sides are full of besieging soldiers, is it really going to kill today?

Just as he was thinking this, a rumbling sound came from not far away, and immediately after, a tidal wave of beast roars was heard.

Fang Zhengzhi subconsciously turned around. The whole person was a little confused.

In just a few words, in all directions of him, nearly a thousand soldiers appeared, all of them were speeding towards his position, and each soldier stepped down and rode a huge beast with a height of two meters.

It was a wolf-like shape, covered with blue-black hair, and had a silver horn on its forehead. But the size of the beast is definitely two or three times larger than the wolf.

Its name is Silverhorn Wolf!

This is a fierce beast that is more ferocious than the Blue Fire Wolf, and in terms of strength alone, I am afraid that each one of them is enough to have a lethality close to the Amaterasu realm.

"This is the main force of the Southern Regions Mountain Range!" Fang Zhengzhi's face turned a little white.

He didn't know how many of these troops riding silver-horned wolves there were in the Southern Regions Mountain Range, but it wasn't too many to think about, but what was the matter with the more than a thousand in front of him?

If this is not the main force of the Southern Regions Mountains.

What is?

"Wait a minute! I just wanted to test your reflexes, right...... You're right, I'm really a messenger!" Fang Zhengzhi immediately raised his hands. I can't beat it, more than a thousand silver-horned wolves. There are also more than a thousand soldiers, and wheel warfare can grind themselves to death.

In addition, I can't run away, and the only way now is to live a little longer.

"Then tell the messenger your purpose. The middle-aged man raised his hand to signal, and then walked quickly to Fang Zheng's side. There seems to be no fear at all.

"What would happen if I tied you up now?" Fang Zheng looked straight at the middle-aged man who was close at hand, and there was a hint of intent in his heart.

"I will be a part of the mountain, my flesh and bones will give birth to new life, and my blood will nourish the soil. I'm going to be with the South!" the middle-aged man replied with a proud face.

"Well, actually, I'm kidding. Fang Zheng pursed his lips, he had always known that there was a belief in some places.

This kind of belief can make people very united, and it can also make people "crazy" like middle-aged men.

"State your purpose. The middle-aged man didn't seem to mean to talk nonsense with Fang Zheng.

"Of course, I can say my purpose, but I can't say it to you. ”

"Who are you going to say to?"

"Your general, of course. ”

"General?" The middle-aged man looked at Fang Zhengzhi, and then, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he nodded: "Understood, then please follow the messenger!"

Fang Zhengzhi's face was slightly happy.

This guy suddenly changed his attitude and called himself a messenger?

Could it be that the fool plan succeeded?

Well, well, let's go and meet the general in charge of this place first, and then, if it really doesn't work, it's better to rob a general than a small leader, right?

A small boss can be a part of the mountain, can a general?

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Fang Zheng's mouth, everything seemed to be still under control, so he only needed to find another suitable opportunity to get out.

......

Originally, Fang Zhengzhi thought that he would be tied up, or blindfolded with something or something, however, this treatment did not appear on him.

This also made him slowly put his mind at ease.

However, after walking out of the jungle that was blocking in front of him, Fang Zheng's heart really lifted.

In front of him was a huge mountain rock that was 100 meters high, and under the mountain rock was a very large military camp, all of which were made of trees and covered with green grass.

It is clear that both rocks and green grass are camouflages to avoid being found from above.

This is a real barracks, and it is also an extremely hidden barracks, but, why is such a barracks here?

Fang Zhengzhi really wanted to run, but. He doesn't have a chance anymore.

Sure enough, it has met the main force of the Southern Regions Mountain Range!

Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, Fang Zhengzhi walked all the way through the barracks, walking for more than a quarter of an hour without stopping, and along the way, he also really saw what the army of the Southern Regions Mountain Range was.

Each soldier had dark skin and wore uniform rattan armor. With spears in their hands, of course, the most important thing is that the soldiers of the Southern Mountains are extremely tall.

All of them are tigers and bears.

When Fang Zhengzhi passed by them, he immediately attracted the attention of the soldiers, but, surprisingly, no one opened his mouth to ask.

I don't know how long I walked.

The middle-aged man finally stopped, and then fell to his knees lightly. It seemed to be praying for something, and after a few words of silent muttering.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly stood up again, pointed to a wood-paved passage in front of him very respectfully, and said to Fang Zhengzhi.

"Messenger, please!"

"Good. Fang Zheng nodded straightly.

Because, he also noticed the peculiarity of the camp in front of him, which was an extremely tall camp tent covered with thick grass. The four walls of the tent are also carved with various carved figures.

And the direction in which the middle-aged man just knelt seemed to be these carvings.

Of course. The defense around this camp tent is also extremely tight, and there are at least twenty or thirty soldiers guarding each of the four directions, which means that the number of guards in a camp is not less than 100 on weekdays.

After seeing the middle-aged man and Fang Zhengzhi.

The soldiers guarding the front of the camp tent finally spoke, and a spear in their hands was directly in front of Fang Zhengzhi and the middle-aged man.

"Who is this man?"

"Messenger. The middle-aged man replied respectfully.

"Understood, please come in. The soldier nodded. Then, he stood back in his position as if he had never moved.

The middle-aged man took a quick step, gently pulled up a corner of the curtain in front of the tent, and nodded at Fang Zhengzhi. Signal to Fang Zheng, please first.

As the curtain of the tent was raised, there was a hearty noise in Fang Zhengzhi's ears, as if someone was talking about something in the tent.

Fang Zhengzhi had no choice and walked in directly.

Step into the camp in one step.

The commotion died down.

Fang Zhengzhi also calmed down, because he found that there was not only one person in this camp, but also more than twenty people.

They sit in two rows behind each table.

Unlike the soldiers outside, these people all had extremely delicate rattan armor on their bodies, and, in addition to the rattan armor, they were also wrapped in some animal skins.

The main thing is that there seems to be a faint brilliance on their arms, and if you look closely, you can see that they are all strange patterns.

Of course, the reason why Fang Zhengzhi was quiet was not because of the more than twenty people sitting on either side, but because of one person lying horizontally directly above.

It was a woman.

A woman lying on a golden animal skin.

The wheat-colored skin is full of healthy luster, and the body is wrapped in a snow-white animal skin, but the place where it is wrapped is not all, but the important position of the woman.

This leaves the woman's flat lower abdomen completely exposed, and in addition, there are two slender and straight long legs, which can be called infinitely stylish.

On her right thigh was a leather ring made of animal skin, on which were stuck two knives with no blades visible.

In addition to the special dress and dress on her body, the most special thing is that this woman wears an ornament made of bone teeth on her head, and a five-colored feather is inserted in the ornament.

It looks really high-end, atmospheric, and high-grade!

"Is this exotic?" Fang Zheng looked straight at the face of the woman in front of him, and the woman's big black eyes, from the perspective of beauty.

The woman in front of her is indeed exotic enough.

Moreover, the facial features are not rough, but rare and exquisite.

Merely......

Judging from the current environment and location, Fang Zhengzhi seems a little weak.

After all, people sit on it and they stand below.

Women on top, men on bottom.

The Southern Mountains still have this tradition, huh?

"Princess, the person pretending to be an envoy has already arrived!" The middle-aged man knelt down the moment he walked in, lying on the ground with his hands, and did not even dare to raise his head.

"Hmm...... Step aside. The woman's crisp voice rang out, and then the woman lying on the chair slowly sat up.

Fang Zhengzhi's face finally changed a little at this moment.

Princess?!

He is not unfamiliar with this word at all, and even some time ago he sat around with more than a dozen princesses eating hot pot and drinking wine.

But now......

When he heard the word, he knew it.

It looks like it's going to end!

Is there a messenger in this world who calls the princess a general?

Then, there is no doubt that the so-called attitude and respect are probably just a means to lure you into the urn, and you are now in the urn.

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