Chapter Ninety-Two: Barbarian Martial Sect Mu Sangjun

The barbarians sent 10,000 people to sneak attack, and used strange magic to cover up the army's movements, but unexpectedly, because of a variable, it led to a complete collapse.

The barbarian commander Latu retreated into the depths of the mountains and forests in a gloomy mood, and after making sure that it was safe, he began to count the damage.

Soon, the battle damage came out.

"Gredo, in this battle, we lost at least 2,000 warriors, and the general Yenu died in battle" The officer who reported the battle damage was full of pain, the total number of barbarians was only more than 500,000, and the number of people who could fight was at most 100,000, and 2,000 died at once, and the dead were still brave and good warriors, which was really heart-wrenching to the extreme.

"Don't say it, I know!" The barbarian commander waved his hand heavily, stopping the officer's words, and he only felt a depression accumulating in his heart, and there was nowhere to vent, only to feel bored and want to vomit.

It took a long time for him to suppress this depression that was about to rush out, but his face was already full of depression, and he wanted to say something, but he found that he couldn't say anything, and finally he could only sigh a long sigh.

"Alas~"

With such a fiasco, even if he is the uncle of the Capricorn King, I am afraid that the end will not be much better, and I am afraid that he will not have the opportunity to lead the army on the battlefield in the future.

"Let's go, retreat." He weakly issued the final order.

The mountain barbarians all looked depressed, and they were powerless to advance in the mountains and forests, and the invincible figure of the Central Plains military general on the battlefield had been deeply imprinted in their minds and could no longer be erased.

On the way back, I don't know when, the witch quietly left the team, and his thin figure advanced quickly in the mountains and forests, like a fleeting black shadow, quickly moving through the mountains and forests.

As he went, he reached a platform in the middle of the cliff.

On one side of the platform is the high mountain of ten thousand thousands, the peak even has accumulated snow, the mountain peak is surrounded by white mist, on the other side of the platform is the cliff of ten thousand zhang, the probe looks out, can only see the clouds and gas, bottomless.

The platform is not wide, no more than 30 meters long, no more than 5 meters wide, there is a spring, next to the spring is a simple thatched hut, in front of the thatched hut is a small clearing, the mud in the open space is very special, bright as a mirror, showing an extremely tough texture.

The witch knew that this was stepped out by the human being, and it was the person in the hut who made this move, and it was the target he was looking for this time.

The people in the hut were very keen, and after the witch arrived, he did not deliberately hide his whereabouts, and when he reached the hut fifty meters away, a voice came from the house: "Who is coming?" ”

It is said in the native language of the mountain barbarians, but it is not as rough as the local language of ordinary barbarians, but it shows a sense of solemnity, and its voice is even more peculiar, like a gold and iron strike, and it does not seem to be like a human voice.

This shows that this person not only has strong qi and blood, but also an extremely strong body.

"Mu Sangjun, it's me, the messenger of King Capricorn." The voice of the witch was very respectful. In fact, he could easily kill the people in the hut, but he would never do so unless he had to, because the people inside were players and martial arts masters, and he didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

Hearing that it was the messenger of the King of Capricorn, the door of the hut opened, and out of it came a middle-aged man, who looked to be thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a medium appearance, not fat, not thin, not tall, not short, and looked extremely ordinary.

The only special feature of his body is his skin, although he is in his forties, there is not the slightest trace of vicissitudes on his skin, and it is not covered with oil paint like ordinary barbarians, the skin on his face is as warm as topaz, faintly bright, and it looks flawless, showing the extremely lively qi and blood in his body.

This is the most standard grandmaster's appearance, and it is also the kind of great grandmaster who has been in the realm of grandmasters for a long time and has forged his body to the extreme of the mortal world!

"What is the king looking for me?" It can be seen that Mu Sangjun still respects the Capricorn King very much, for no other reason, since the Capricorn King came to the throne, he has been very courteous to him, although his thatched hut in the mountains is simple, but there is no shortage of food and clothes, there must be a lack of someone to quietly send it to make up for it, never need him to worry about it, and no one has ever bothered him, which makes his cultivation career very comfortable, all thanks to the Capricorn King's secret care.

In return, he naturally happily recognized the legitimacy of the Capricorn King, and publicly declared his support. He was extremely popular among the barbarians and largely helped King Capricorn secure his throne.

The witch said respectfully: "The young son of the king was murdered fifteen days ago. The king raised troops to fight, but he didn't want to be an opponent but got a general. This will be a peerless martial artist, and he can be outwardly angry. The king's general, no one is the enemy of one"

Having said this, the matter has already been understood, Mu Sangjun waved his hand and said: "I already understand, this military general has a grandmaster cultivation, no one can stop him, and the king remembered me, right?" ”

"Exactly."

"It is not surprising that a dignified martial arts master is willing to join the army as a general and listen to people's orders. But now that I know about it, I don't need to say it, and I'm going to meet with him. Go back and tell the king, and say that if he raises another army to fight again, I should join the war, and if you can prepare my armor and mounts, it will be very good. ”

His martial arts have been cultivated to the extreme, and he has not been able to go further for many years, but no one around him is his opponent, he can't find a goal when he wants to compete with others, and his life is very lonely.

Now that the same top character has appeared, he is naturally happy to see the hunt and is ready to fight with him. If you can use this battle to break through the bottleneck of cultivation and go further, it will naturally be very good.

For his thoughts, the witch is aware, which is also the reason why he is sure to persuade the other party to go out of the mountain, a player can cultivate to the realm of the grandmaster, it is definitely a martial idiot, and when he sees the same opponent, how can he bear it and not make a move.

Of course, on the surface, he would not show it, bowed slightly, and smiled: "In this case, I will go back to report to the king." ”

"Very good!" Mu Sangjun smiled, then ignored the witch and returned to the hut by himself.

The witch didn't think it was wrong, smiled, and her body floated back, submerging into the mountains and forests. This time, he went to the royal court of King Capricorn.

Mangshan is 500 miles in circumference, and its deepest part is the royal court of the Capricorn King.

Although it is a royal court, but the barbarians have no craftsmen, let alone much cultural heritage, their buildings are some simple wooden buildings on stilts, and the same is true of the royal court, which is nothing more than a larger one, with more decoration.

The speed of the witch was very fast, hundreds of miles away, but it took three hours to arrive, and when he arrived, there was no sign of the barbarians who had fought before, and it was estimated that it would be another day or two before he returned.

The location of the royal court is a valley in the Mang Mountain, the valley is more than 50 miles long and wide, and there is a lot of fertile soil in it, after the Capricorn king reached the top, he ordered the barbarians to cultivate fertile land in the valley, and the barbarians will not farm, so the Capricorn king sent people to the mountain to capture the people of the Central Plains and let them live in peace in the mountain.

Now, five years later, this valley has been covered with fertile fields, the climate of the valley is warm and rainy, the rice can be harvested three times a year, and after a few years, countless grains have been accumulated, and the barbarians have no longer suffered from famine.

From this point alone, King Capricorn is really wise and powerful, and it is this that makes the witch take a fancy to him.

In his opinion, this Capricorn King already has the qualifications to compete in the world, and if he assists, he may be able to enter the Central Plains in the future, and he will have the merit of Fulongting.

Along the field path, after a while, the witch arrived at the gate of the royal court.

"Stop!" Two tall barbarian warriors at the door blocked his way, and one of them turned into the wooden building to make an announcement.

The witch waited patiently, and after a while, the warrior came out of the doorway and bowed to the witch: "Witch, please." ”

The witch walked in, through the porch more than ten meters long, a garden appeared in front of it, bypassing the garden, and there was a large hall behind it, and the Capricorn king sat on the top of the hall.

Seeing the Capricorn King, even as a thief, the witch felt a sense of oppression that seemed to be like a substance.

This is not because of the power of the Capricorn king, but because of his fateful luck.

This person has condensed the luck of more than 500,000 barbarians, he is in the prime of life, and he is a super-first-class master, and he is only one step away from the realm of the grandmaster.

The qi is purple, which means that the energy is extremely high, showing the dragon and tiger, which is the reserve of the king and the emperor, and it is the best purple qi. Such a huge amount of energy can almost interfere with the present world, not only will people feel a huge sense of oppression, but it can even resist the power of most magical arts.

Since ancient times, strange arts have not been close to the emperor, not because they don't want to, but they can't.

There was a real look of respect on the face of the witch, even if he resisted this person head-on, he was not necessarily his opponent, he slowly walked into the hall, bowed down and said, "I have seen the king." ”

The Capricorn King wore a golden mask on his face, revealing only a pair of eyes, which were staring at the witch tightly, and a faint voice came out from behind the mask: "The color of the king is decadent, but it is not good for the teacher?" ”

Po Wu sighed at the sharpness of this person's mind, and in the face of such a smart person, he didn't need to explain too much, just explain the reason: "The enemy has a grandmaster and general, and no one can stop him, and he lost the battle." ”

"Huh?" The Capricorn King was silent, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "Can you please move Mu Sangjun?" ”

The witch nodded.

"That being the case, after a month, fight again!"

"Yes, King!"

When a smart person speaks, there is no need to say much, a few words are enough.