The battlefield was artificially divided, and then artificially unified.

When the routed Dothraki cavalry was driven by Liu Jian and rushed into that path to the southwest, Liu Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that his victory was a foregone conclusion, and that Drogo would never be able to make any more waves unless the gods of this world intervened himself. It's a pity that there is no trace of the dragon until now, and the god's interference in this world is pitifully weak.

The war began early in the morning and ended in the early afternoon, and the short period did not look like a major war.

Slaves, women, and Jakarang began to clean up the corpses on the battlefield, and the decapitated bodies were gathered together for cremation. Converted into a rare civilization of the Dothraki people, cremation can effectively curb the spread of bacteria and viruses and avoid the spread of plague.

Liu Jian returned directly to the camp and sat on the back of the King of Conquest, Liu Jian's eyes showed a rare look of exhaustion.

Today, he killed too many people in one day, and he couldn't count the number of lives that died in his own hands. Although he had been prepared to kill people for a long time, and he was mentally prepared to kill a large number of people, Liu Jiannan felt tired and a little tired after the end of the war.

"No, that's the price you have to pay to transform the world. Since you have decided to try to transform the world, how can you do it without killing, how can you do it without bloodshed, and how can you do it without shattering the old world? Only on the ruins of the old world can a new world be built.

That's right, it's not me who is wrong, it's the world!

Liu Jian's brain was pumping, he didn't know what was going on with him, and these countless secondary two thoughts were surging up like a tidal wave.

But he knows one thing very well. That is, my current thinking is dangerous.

As if out of his control, Liu Jian felt as if he was starting to see himself as a savior!

Liu Jian really wanted to transform this abnormal world of medieval territorial feudalism and slavery that lasted for 10,000 years. In a sense, it can be regarded as a savior. But Liu Jian knows very well that being a savior and seeing himself as a savior are completely different things. From ancient times to the present, people who want to be saviors have succeeded. There are those who have failed, and there are countless who have given up halfway and become corrupt and degenerate.

But people who think of themselves as saviors are basically crazy.

The thoughts that kept coming to his mind not only did not make Liu Jian have the slightest recognition, but made Liu Jian feel cold.

"Congratulations to your husband on his victory." Knowing that Liu Jian had returned, Cheng Caiwei immediately rushed from the camp to greet her, and after saying only one word, she was stunned, because she saw Liu Jian sitting on the king of conquest.

The black armor was covered with white scars, some in strips. Some are dotted. The strips were the marks left by the Arraki scimitar on the armor, and the dotted wounds were from the arrows fired by the Dothraki double-curved bows. The body exposed outside the armor was also covered with white marks, which were all traces left on Liu Jianjian by the war. However, these traces will not remain on Liu Jian's body for long, as the metabolism progresses, these white spots and white stripes will soon disappear completely from his body, and after a few days, there will be no traces of conquest from his body, except for the bloody breath that came out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain.

War will change a person to the greatest extent, transforming a person from a normal person, an ordinary person to an abnormal person. A bloodthirsty killing machine.

For Cheng Caiwei, what shocked her the most was those eyes.

Those unfamiliar eyes.

Cheng Caiwei knew very well that maybe Liu Jian didn't notice it himself. But he really has very, very gentle eyes. In the past, these eyes were sometimes full of pampering, and sometimes they were full of pride. Sometimes there is anger that arises because of shame, and sometimes there is anger when there is a problem that cannot be solved.

It was a pair of eyes that belonged to people. The eyes of a peaceful man.

But now, the eyes are still the same eyes. But Cheng Caiwei could sense that Liu Jian's eyes had completely changed. The past tenderness, the past spoiling, the past pride, the past shame and anger, the past irritability disappeared like a dream bubble, leaving only a thick indifference and ruthlessness, and the absolute cruelty revealed from time to time from these indifferent eyes!

"Husband......

Liu Jian jumped off the back of the tall King of Conquest, suddenly reached out and hugged Cheng Caiwei into his arms, held her chin with one hand, and kissed the slightly open Yin Tao with a small mouth.

The bloody breath on the man's body made Cheng Caiwei very uncomfortable, but at this moment she was inexplicably relieved. Liu Jian's reaction made Cheng Caiwei understand that Liu Jian was still the same Liu Jian, and he didn't become any other monster because of the killing. The worry and fear disappeared at this moment, and Cheng Caiwei responded fiercely with her lilac tongue, responding to the man's tyrannical venting.

"Don't say anything." After a long time, Liu Jian gasped and said, "I don't want anything else now, I just want you." ”

"Hmm!"

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Maybe I'm used to it, maybe I've been prepared for a long time, or maybe it's really an extremely effective way to relieve stress after killing.

All in all, the fatigue of the war did not stay long on Liu Jianjian, what war sequelae, traumatic stress sequelae or something in Liu Jianjian did not have the slightest meaning to appear, after a crazy day and a night of Hu Tianhudi, Liu Jian, who got up early the next morning, regained his usual spirits again.

After eating something casually, Liu Jian summoned Carrie, Ago, and Ancarlo.

"Kao Titan, my most respected leader, Kari (Iggo) (Ancaro), obeys all your orders."

Liu Jian could see a lot of things from the occasional raised gaze under their lowered heads, which was respect, worship, fear, and fanaticism.

"Are they afraid of me?" Liu Jian thought silently, and then sneered.

Isn't this a normal thing, how many people did you kill on the battlefield yesterday? I'm afraid that it has already exceeded the limit that normal humans can accept, how can it not feel fear?

It's normal to feel fear.

As for fanaticism...... In the age of cold weapons. On the battlefield, a strong leader. An invincible warrior, a bloody ghost. Naturally, it will be enthusiastically embraced by its followers.

But it doesn't matter, Liu Jian doesn't care whether these Dothraki people are in awe of themselves or afraid of themselves or fanatically worship themselves as gods, anyway, whether it is respect or fear, this can achieve the effect that Liu Jian wants, and fanatically worshipping himself as a god can provide Liu Jian with a lot of faith power.

"It's possible that these three people have reached the standard of fanatics by now. I don't know how many people under my command now meet the standard of fanatics? It shouldn't be a small amount...... Damn, what the hell is going on with this system, so far there hasn't been even the slightest reaction. Is the power of faith not enough? What the hell is wrong with this, and what if I can't go back? Tsuneko, Rei, Saya, Yuriko...... Are they doing well? This damn system ......"

Liu Jian allowed his brain to diverge his thoughts. Sit there motionless.

Liu Jian was in a daze, and the three of them were uncomfortable.

In the eyes of the three of them, Liu Jian's tall figure was full of unstoppable majesty, as if what was in front of him was not a person, but a mountain, a majestic peak like the Virgin Mary's Mountain, and even a god who descended on the mortal world. Liu Jian, who was silent, raised this majesty to the maximum and pressed every nerve on them, sweat from his forehead. Oozing from the back, from every corner of the body. The fear made their knees even tighter, almost sinking into the soft dirt. The fear made their heads hang even lower, almost in their knees. There was a mountain of pressure in the air. They couldn't even breathe, and their hearts were beating wildly, as if they were about to jump out of their chests.

In fact, there is no majesty of the superior. It's basically the three of them scaring themselves, and the so-called self-hypnosis is what it is.

Liu Jian came back to his senses easily. I saw that the three Dothraki kneeling in front of him were nervous and almost collapsed.

Smiling speechlessly, Liu Jian finally spoke: "Carly, Ai Ge and Ancaro." I have a task for you. ”

This opening seemed to the three of them as if they were some kind of oracle, and the heavy pressure in the air disappeared, and they were finally able to raise their heads with difficulty.

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"Your Excellency Governor Illyrio, this is the camp of the Titankao." Riding a small white mare, the governor of the city-state of Kohor spoke to his companion. His etiquette was impeccable, and there was a hint of arrogance and even a hint of mockery in his voice, mocking the fat man next to him who was equal to his status.

"Though I should not say these words, but Governor Illyrio, for I am your friend. Because of my long-standing friendship with you, I thought I had to remind you of something. ”

At this, the governor of Antillor paused reservedly and looked at the face as fat as himself.

"Of course, Your Excellency the Governor of Antillor, we have always been friends, haven't we? Twenty years ago, when I remember when you had just ascended the throne of the Governor, I went to Doga. "The Governor of Illyrio is a fat man, who looks to be over three hundred pounds, and his riding skills are terrible, but he still insists on riding. For everyone knows how mocking the Dothraki would be towards those who do not ride horses and ride in chariots. A fat body swayed under a loose fiery red silk coat. Each of his fingers had gems glittering, and his servants rubbed oil on his yellow beard, shining as bright as real gold.

"yes, I remember it very well." Antillor felt a little bored by the incident that Illyrio had deliberately brought up, but he still did not continue to provoke Illyrio, as Illyrio vaguely wanted to say. In any case, the two of them are very much a community of interests, and although there is a lot of competition between businessmen, they often cooperate more often than they compete, after all, he and Illyrio are not in the same business.

The Doge of Illyrio was a merchant who traded in spices, precious stones, keel, and other shady businesses. He is said to have traveled widely, not only in the nine free trade city-states, but also as far as Vis. Dothraki, and the legendary land on the shores of the Jade Sea. It was also said that as long as the other party offered a price, he would be happy to sell any friend.

This time, too, he betrayed a friend.

But this time, he wasn't for gold, silver, gems, or anything, he was trying to please the man he was about to meet.

After the Battle of the Kohor Forest, the Governor of Illyrio had to face the serious problem of his journey to Vess. Dothraki's caravan was no longer safe and secure, and for the past month his caravan had been on its way to Vess. Dothraki has suffered more damage on the road than in the previous year.

It's all because the person who was willing to provide him with guarantee and protection on this road is finished!

Drogo Kao is finished.

Although Illyrio and he were friends, he didn't care about that, he cared about going to Vess. Dothraki's trade route ended with the end of Drogokao's.

In order to save his trade routes, and to save his wealth, Illyrio came to this place.

"Your Excellency Governor Illyrio, I must warn you that you must not treat him like a Dothraki in any ordinary way."

Illyrio gave Antillor a questioning look.

Two thousand defeat eight thousand, ten thousand defeat one hundred thousand!

The new ruler of Sidothraki will even become the first and only Kao in the history of the Dothraki people to unify the entire Dothraki grass sea in the near future, and such a person will not treat him as an ordinary Dothraki and as an ordinary Kao, even if he is mentally retarded.

The Governor of Illyrio is the governor of the city-state of Pantos, and at the same time, he is the most powerful and wealthy merchant in Pantos. It is impossible for Illyrio not to be unclear about this little truth, but Illyrio is even clearer that it is impossible for Antillor not to know that he is very aware of this.

Therefore, Antillor must have had a special reason for mentioning this.

"You can see him when you see him, you won't believe anything I say before this." (To be continued.) )