Chapter Eighty-Nine: Gathering the Remnants

He stammered like a goose, and looked left and right at him, "That's not the case, just ask... But it's okay to go with you to visit the King of Xia Lanling, and talk about the covenant between you and me, although I, Wu San, are now down, but one day, the iron-blooded army will definitely return to my hands!"

The first half of the sentence was still thinking about the long-legged hot girl, and the second half of the sentence slowly became domineering, Albana stared at him intently, her beautiful eyes rippled, and she had to admit that Princess Albana's beauty was not an exaggeration even if it was described as a country and a city.

In Wu Yi's heart, the splendid beauty of the alien princess bloomed with dazzling light, which made people dare not give birth to half a blasphemy.

Since Xindong mainly talks business with the old owner, Arirang is of course happy to do it, although the Gaoshan Department is not a big tribe, there are hundreds of young people, just to collect manpower. He assigned vigilance, liaison, and action routes, and quickly arranged them in an orderly manner, and he had a talent for commanding troops.

The group quickly found a safe camping spot, and along the way, there were about 1,000 people who came to converge according to the unique markers of the Yi tribe, all of them were strong men, and the remnants of the Diqiang and Qiang coalition forces were scattered by the remnants of the two tribes.

Maybe it was because Wu Yi pulled out too many ambushes all the way yesterday, or maybe the enemy couldn't draw more troops, the second day's search for the remnants of the Yi tribe was very smooth, and the team quickly grew to about 3,000 people, almost half of the lost troops, Gu Arirang estimated, counting the dead, wounded and missing people, it is estimated that there are only so many people within a radius of 100 miles.

Among the people and horses who met, there were two people who were considered to be the high-level of the Yi tribe, one was named Wanyan Aguduo, who was very brave, and most of the more than 1,000 people under his command maintained combat effectiveness, it is said that Almia had a childhood sweetheart named Wanyan Aguta, who was his younger brother, and there was an old man named Holihuo, the leader of the largest tribe of the Yi tribe, and Albana's own uncle.

Today, when I was camping, there was a lot of noise in the tent.

Hollywood, a somewhat diminutive old man, advocated that the brigade march westward, facing the vast ocean, to the territory of the Western Regions, which was also the meeting place agreed upon with the King of Lanling. Wanyan Aguduo advocated raiding the camp of the Diqiang clan and rescuing the old and weak women and children who had been taken captive.

Wu Yi lifted the tent and walked in.

This was the first time he had seen the scene of the steppe tribes' deliberations. In the center is a slender old man with deep eyes, and a somewhat god-like appearance like Albana, and more than a dozen Yi generals who are not dressed are sitting on the ground, respectful and orderly, with a slightly primitive democratic deliberative style.

Wu Yi was a little impatient, and said to the people who were arguing endlessly, "If you quarrel for a while, Meng Zhenren will come to make dumplings, and it will be broken up again!"

Most of the generals in the tent glared angrily, staring at this uninvited guest with unkind eyes.

Albana and Arirang hurriedly got up to introduce, and there was a commotion in the tent.

Wu Yi continued to play the role of an uninvited villain and said, "Either go west and escape, or save people, the soldiers are fast and fast, and the most taboo is procrastination." But I personally suggest that you raid the Diqiang camp, don't you even leave your own family behind?"

Wanyan Aguduo's eyes lit up, and there was a supporter of the main battle, although this kid didn't look very reliable.

Everyone remained silent for the time being, frightened by the new stunned boy, Wu Yi smiled incomprehensibly, and began to exercise his flickering eloquence, "What is a tribe? Every clansman gathers together, it is called a tribe! No one is missing, it is called a tribe! Today you can give up the old and weak women and children, tomorrow others can give up on you, give up and give up, and in the end, the Lanling King is left alone?"

Seeing the viciousness of Wu Yi's words, several unruly young generals were furious, and rushed to his side, ready to give him an old punch first.

Arirang slammed into the crowd, blocked Wu Yi, and took out his saber with a "sonorous" sound, "Who dares to be rude!

The faces of the relatives who escaped with Albana were all frightened, they had all seen Wu Yi's bravery, for fear that Wu Yi would be angry. Is this meat fist against the master of the fine steel hammer also something that you boys can offend? Hurriedly approached the young generals who were obviously about to move, and whispered in their ears, and after a while, their eyes were full of shock, and they released their clenched fists.

When everyone thought that we would not hit the stone with an egg, we went straight to Hushan, dug Di Qiang's nest, and then hid in the Broken Sky Mountain Range in the northeast, and then sent someone to contact the king of Lanling, and Xu Tu to join the army. ”

Seeing that everyone was listening attentively, Wu Yi stepped up while it was hot, "To you, I, Wu Yi, am an outsider, but it is your parents, relatives, brothers and sisters who are suffering in the Diqiang camp! Not giving up on every member of the clan is the foundation of the tribe." If the clan does this, the warriors will have no worries, and the battlefield will be more heroic and fearless!"

There was silence in the tent, and most of the generals were thoughtful and seemed to have understood.

Wu Yi sighed lightly in his heart, advanced universal values still need to be vigorously promoted, and the concept of this backward world is too different.

Uncle Hollywood, who was on the throne, raised his hand and said, "What Wu Gongzi said is very reasonable, I will give up the idea of going west and transfer the command of the troops to Wan Yan Aguduo." ”

Uncle Wang's support almost reached the final word, and it was a foregone conclusion that the remnants of the army went north to rescue the fallen Yi tribes.

Most of the generals in the tent were happy, and they were willing to have the opportunity to save the captive flesh and bones, even if they were broken. A small number of elders shook their heads regretfully, believing that the future of the tribe was bleak.

The plan has been decided, Wanyan Aguduo will not give in, and start to assign the marching matters, Wu Yi withdrew from the tent and took out the stealth drone.

Without the spirit stone energy, the small space black hole cannot be maintained, and the stealth function is completely wasted. However, it doesn't matter, as long as you can fly, the wolf Diqiang nomads in this world can't recognize this high-tech product, even if they recognize it, they can't reach it, and they can't shoot it down.

Wu Yi activated the energy in the solar energy storage panel, the wings began to rotate slowly, and the drone instantly rose into the sky, becoming a small dot, and the experiment was successful! Solar energy can be used as a substitute for spiritual energy!

However, after only flying half a pillar of incense, the drone fell to the ground crookedly, and the energy was not enough! The energy efficiency difference between solar energy and dark energy is too great, unless high-efficiency solar panels can be refined, but Wu Yi, as a liberal arts grass chicken college student, can only do this with his meager knowledge of high school physics.

Dark energy can be replaced, which is a breakthrough discovery!