Breakfast turned into a feast of ale, even though there was only one guest.

When Luo Rong Zabu left drunk, he went to gather the people behind him who should have been waiting for a long time. Zhangxiong Gyatso still couldn't believe that this was true! In the blink of an eye, he had 3,000 more barbarian warriors, and the depression of being lured away by more than 100 warriors was swept away.

Luo Rong Zabu did not lie, after he returned, he conveyed the enthusiasm of Zhangxiong Gyatso, and soon everyone accelerated and caught up with Zhangxiong Gyatso and his party. Naturally, it was another bustle, and he took out almost all the ale and mare's milk, and slaughtered the cows and sheep to entertain them.

When the wine was hot, all 3,000 soldiers cut their cheeks and pledged their allegiance to Zhangzhung Gyatso. Zhangxiong Gyatso was also generous enough, putting a large amount of fairy spring water in the mare's milk wine and distributing it to everyone to drink.

When everyone drank the mare's milk wine, they felt as if they had changed wonderfully, but they couldn't tell what had changed.

Lagjian Shen hugged Luo Rong Zabu's shoulders with a grin: "Haha, Luo Rong brothers, don't you have a wonderful feeling? That is the blessing given to you by the head of Zhangxiong Gyatso. Our big head is favored by the Immortal Heavens, and he is the spokesman of the gods. If you don't believe me, try to go crazy and see if I'm not lying. ”

Lorong Zab was skeptical, but he went berserk, and soon he discovered the wonder.

In the past madness, their minds were a little unconscious, and they were just a desire to kill that erupted from the depths of their blood. There are even times when we don't distinguish between friend and foe and slash and kill indiscriminately. But now he found himself awake and able to handle the control of his hands and feet.

Yelling and venting his energy, when half an hour passed, the madness gradually recovered, and Luo Rong Zabu was ecstatic to find that he did not immediately collapse weakly to the ground, but still retained at least half of his strength, and could continue to fight.

Looking at Zhangxiong Gyatso at this moment, his gaze has completely changed, becoming fanatical and awe-inspiring.

The other warriors also discovered the anomaly of Luo Rong Zabu, and after inquiring, they all collapsed and went berserk, and there was a wild roar on the wasteland, and they even began to fight each other, laughing madly, venting the power that could be controlled by themselves.

Eventually, everyone noticed the anomaly, and their awe of the person reached a peak. There was even a wise man who thought that he had heard that the barbarian family was born under the blessing of the immortal heaven, and that was why the barbarian shaman would be loyal to them. But now Zhangzhung Gyatso is actually a natural immortal blessed person, does this mean that Zhangzhung Gyatso will become a barbarian king in the future?

Of course, no one would express this thought in front of Palmersdor, but a thought sprouted in his heart that could never be extinguished.

Zhangxiong Gyatso's immortal land space was all emptied, but he was happier than anyone else. Because the small trees in the immortal soil space have grown to a height of five meters, with lush branches and scattered silver-white leaves, those are all representing these three thousand soldiers. His background is becoming more and more terrifying, but it can still only be expressed in strength. It was only then that he suddenly spotted a thatched hut looming next to the small lake.

At that moment, it was just a phantom, not high, and there was a bed and a wooden table looming inside. A jade stone sparkles on the table. It's a pity that he couldn't get it anyway. It seems that it is necessary to obtain the magic crystal as soon as possible to accelerate the growth of the immortal land space, and at that time, perhaps the phantom of this thatched house will solidify and become a real object. Zhangxiong Gyatso had a hunch that all the secrets were on that jade.

After a feast, he returned to his tribe with a mighty army of soldiers and horses. And just when he returned, there was a commotion in the royal court. ........................

Although he failed to lure all the soldiers under Zhangxiong Gyatau, after all, there were still more than 100 people who couldn't resist the temptation to choose to leave the Maoniu tribe. Talking is better than nothing, the Barbarian King and the Nine Great Elders each divided a dozen soldiers, and then one by one they couldn't wait to explore the secrets on their bodies.

The same is true of the Barbarian King, who invited five shamans and, under their watchful eyes, made the soldiers go berserk.

Those soldiers also wanted to behave well in front of their new masters, and they roared angrily one by one, their eyes were red, and the blood flowed faster. The muscles on his body were stretched, and his strength, speed, and agility more than doubled.

The shamans stared intently, feeling the difference in the aura of blood on their bodies. But soon they were puzzled, because they found that they were crazy with ordinary barbarians, and there was nothing abnormal.

After the warriors went berserk, they had fallen into the desire to kill, and in the face of the onlookers around them, they pounced with shouts, startling the barbarian king.

These warriors had fallen into chaos, regardless of the fighting, some of the servants were caught off guard, and they just fell to the ground, breaking their tendons and breaking their bones. After seeing the blood, the warriors became more and more excited, and the killing frenzy began. Soon caught off guard, more than a dozen people died tragically.

"Damn, stop them!" the barbarian king was furious, and hurriedly ordered his soldiers to surround them, and all of them pressed them to the ground. These berserker warriors only roared, but they couldn't hold up several times as many warriors, and in the end they were all tied up with ox tendons. The barbarian king and the shaman looked at each other, not knowing what was wrong.

After more than half an hour, the power of the madness gradually dissipated. The warriors all collapsed to the ground, and although they regained their senses, they were all gloomy, and some even wept with remorse. ———— they finally believed the rumor that Zhangzhung Gyatso was a blessed person from the heavens of immortality. Since they betrayed Zhangzhung Gyatso, they also took the blessing back. At this moment, they are no different from ordinary barbarians.

The barbarian king's face was gloomy and silent. The shamans' faces are not good-looking. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and the elders all went and returned. Obviously, they were aware of this as well.

Damn, what the hell is going on? Is it true that the legend that Zhangzhung Gyatso is the blessed one of immortality?

The Barbarian King's face was particularly ugly, and he really felt threatened.

Duolang Quga showed a smug smile, walked out and said earnestly to the barbarian king: "Your Majesty the barbarian king, you can't hesitate, Zhangxiong Gyatso's current strength is still very weak, and we can still nip him in the bud." If you let him continue to gather strength, one day, he will threaten your throne. ”

Dolang Quga was a fool, he couldn't have thought of this at all, and there was no doubt that behind him, it was all the ideas that Lang Nadu gave him.

The barbarian king nodded subconsciously, yes, Zhangxiong Gyatso has already shown his ambition, coupled with the strange power on his body at the moment. He can't be left to grow any longer.

"Your Majesty, what Dorangquga said is right, we need to find a way immediately, otherwise the royal court will be replaced by him sooner or later, and our tribe will be annexed by him sooner or later. ”

The elders agreed, they didn't want Zhangzhung Gyatso to take power. When the time comes, the thousands of shepherd slaves under their hands will not be able to be saved.

"Do whatever you want, and I will let Lamlatso lead five thousand soldiers to obey your orders. ”

The barbarian king said decisively and gave an order to Ramlatso. Ramlatso sighed in his heart, he really didn't want to be an enemy of Zhangzhung Gyatso, but unfortunately he had to listen to the barbarian king's orders, so he could only obey them.

The elders were excited———— with the five thousand soldiers of the barbarian king, plus their tribes and their separate troops, it was enough to gather more than 20,000 troops to deal with more than 1,000 soldiers under the command of Xiangxiong Jia. Even if they were able to go berserk on their own, it would be enough to defeat them.

These elders were thinking about their dreams, but they didn't know that the departed warriors of the small tribe had all taken refuge in Zhangxiong Gyatso. Instead of a thousand soldiers, there were as many as 4,000 fierce troops under Zhangxiong Guard.