Tongchuan City, the capital of Wuwei!

Under the gaze of twelve giant stone statues that are twenty zhang high, the majestic walls of Tongchuan City completely appeared in Wu Ye's sight. k update

These twelve stone statues stand majestically on both sides of the official road leading to the main gate of Tongchuan City like the gods descending from the earth, and are twelve big men with different postures, angry hair rushing to the crown, and knotted muscles, each of which is fighting with a fierce beast.

Under the carving of the stonemasons, the twelve big men are lifelike, and travelers on the official road seem to be able to hear their rough roars.

The twelve big men were not wearing half a piece of clothing, and they were completely dressed, and even the hideous things under their crotches were carved out vividly, full of extremely wild masculine charm!

Mrs. Zhao told Wu Ye that these twelve big men were all Ming monarchs who had made a difference in the history of Wuwei Kingdom.

It is under the leadership of these people that Wuwei Kingdom has been transformed from a barren small state with a population of 40,000 or 50,000 and a local area of 200 miles into the current situation!

The most proud thing is that in the whole process of expansion, the Wuwei people did not encroach on half an inch of the land of their fellow Terrans, and every inch of land they stepped on was snatched from under the minions of demon beasts!

As they passed the last statue, the mountain monkey and the other five tiger veterans suddenly stopped, saying that they were unwilling to go any further.

"We once swore that the king's revenge would not be avenged, and we would never set foot in Tongchuan City again!"

The veterans stared motionlessly at the last statue of a monster python with an indescribable sadness in their eyes.

Wu Ye understood, this is the statue of King Wuwei Mengli.

Wuwei people swore the heaviest oath, Wu Ye didn't say anything, left enough food for the five veterans, and the team continued to move forward.

There weren't many merchants to see along the way, and the most were ox carts with swords and armor.

In the vicinity of Tongchuan City, there is the largest copper mine in Wuwei Kingdom, and the original purpose of establishing Tongchuan City was to develop copper mines. Smelting bronze, providing a steady stream of bronze weapons for the army in front, and later even the monarch was personally stationed in Tongchuan City to supervise the casting of weapons, and over time, it became the political center of the entire Wuwei country!

The closer you get to Tongchuan Castle, the more you can feel the ancient aura of slaughter, and the walls that are nine zhang high are painted black. The city walls were filled with soldiers like bronze sculptures, staring at every traveler who entered and exited Tongchuan City with sharp arrow-like eyes.

When Wu Ye appeared in the line of sight of the guards with the vicious Bull Head Walled City, there was a commotion on the city wall, and hundreds of soldiers suddenly disappeared from the arrow stacks.

Soon, a team of Iron Eagle Guard knights wearing flying eagle helmets galloped towards Wu Ye and the others.

When the officer at the front lifted the mask, Mrs. Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. Said to Wu Ye: "It's my clan brother, called Zhao Xiong, who is a military affairs Sima next to the general!"

Wuwei people advocate bravery. Naming a boy is always inseparable from jackals, tigers, leopards, dogs, bears, eagles, etc., commoners and nobles, all the same.

Military Affairs Sima Zhao Xiong was a very fierce young man, with a shallow scar under his eye, he turned over and dismounted cleanly, first arched his hand at Mrs. Zhao, and then stared intently at Wu Ye and the bull-headed city bandits behind him, and exclaimed: "What a strong man." Please!"

Mrs. Zhao asked, "Go to the annex or the mansion?"

Zhao Xiong smiled slightly and said, "Don't go, the king is waiting to summon all the strong men!"

Wu Ye and Madame Zhao were both taken aback.

Originally, he planned to take the lady's route and find a suitable opportunity to meet Wuwei Wang Mengyu again, but no Mengyu would summon them in person. And I can't wait...,

Seeing that the two of them were stunned, Zhao Xiong said again: "No matter who can destroy the Iron Line Gate overnight, it is worthy of being summoned by the king himself!"

Under the leadership of Zhao Xiong, the group slowly entered Tongchuan City.

It's different from what Wu Ye imagined. The market of Tongchuan City is not very prosperous, although the population is large, several streets are not wide, the restaurants on both sides, there are not many shops, the largest shops, selling swords and armor, as well as the martial arts halls of various sects, are listed on both sides of the street, and there are bursts of shouting and killing.

Even the pedestrians on the road did not have much of a philistine look on their faces, and they still maintained the simple and clumsy look of the ancestors of Wuwei.

If you have to use one word to describe the feeling that Tongchuan City gives Wuye, it is "depression", but it is not a death-like depression, but a depression that is accumulating the last bit of energy before the volcano is about to erupt!

"Such a city, such a country!"

Wu Ye was infected by this atmosphere, and suddenly he was very glad that he was able to devote himself to such a great country.

Soon, the crowd turned into a simple lane in the south of the city.

In the depths of the path, there is a dilapidated martial arts hall, which is different from other martial arts halls, and from here comes a very immature shouting and killing.

The plaque on the martial arts hall reads "Young Eagle Pavilion".

When Wu Ye walked into the martial arts hall, he saw that on the small school field, thirty or forty children were meticulously swinging their fists and practicing martial arts.

These children, the eldest is not too old, the youngest is only four or five years old, and there are a few yellow-haired girls with pigtails, who are obviously sweating all over their heads, but they still grit their teeth and insist, and roar out like little beasts in a childish voice!

Zhao Xiong said in a low voice:

"These children are all orphans who lost their families in the war, raised by the state, eat and live in the Eagle Pavilion, and there is also a special master to teach them martial arts!"

Leading the orphans in cultivation was a square-faced young man in his twenties, wearing a shabby black cloth coat, a palm-wide cowhide belt around his waist, his hair was scattered, his hair was tied up with a black cloth at will, and his beard was unshaven, full of beast-like temperament.

When he saw Wu Ye and them come in, the young man still finished the last set of punches unhurriedly, grinning at the orphans:

"Master has a distinguished guest come to the door, you cultivate hard, no one is allowed to be lazy, especially you, Erdan, if I see you sitting next to me again, I won't give you meat to eat at night!"

A chubby orphan grimaced and put on a very panicked appearance, but it caused a lot of laughter.

It was evident that the orphans were very close to the youth, and did not take his threats to heart at all.

"These monkey cubs!"

The young man scolded helplessly, with a hearty smile on his face, and strode towards Wu Ye: "This must be the master of Niu Shaozhai, talking inside!"

The young man was very enthusiastic, but between his words, there was a charm that could not be refused, and Wu Ye and Shanjia followed him to the inner room unconsciously, and it was not until they entered the courtyard surrounded by houses on all sides that the young man stood still.

At this moment, from the eaves opposite, a person suddenly came out and yelled at the young man: "Meng Yu, have you forgotten the shame of thirty years ago?"

The young man's face was solemn, and the whole person instantly became extremely dignified, like an ancient stone statue, exactly the same as standing on the official road outside Tongchuan City, clenched his fists, stared out of his eyes, and roared hoarsely:

"Don't dare to forget!"

The man on the eaves disappeared.

The young man took a deep breath, looked back at Wu Ye and Shanjia, and said lightly: "Niu Shaozhai Master, I am Mengyu." ”

Despite this incredible answer a long time ago, Wu Ye still felt deeply shocked, he really didn't know that after crossing over to the Pangea Continent, the first king he saw turned out to be like this...,

Hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted: "See the king!"

Meng Yu waved his hand and said: "A mere Wuwei Gong, what is the king, if one day, Meng Yu can be called the king in a dignified manner, it is not too late for the young village master to call the king again!"

Wu Ye's heart moved, this enterprising King Wuwei was really ambitious and extraordinary.

The so-called upright king, is to convene the world's heroes, convene a princes' conference, and become the overlord at the meeting, which has been unanimously recognized by many vassal states!

In the history of the Qianyuan Dynasty, regardless of the small court of the Qianyuan Dynasty, only the Tianjin Kingdom and the Jingchu Kingdom have held such a princes' conference, and they are the "kings" of the Eight Classics!

The rest of the "kings" are not on the table, and can only be called casually in private.

This young King of Wuwei is not small!

Shan Jia was haunted by the scene just now, and asked in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the shame that the person just said thirty years ago is ......?"

Meng Yu glanced at him and said, "This must be the famous warrior Shanjia of the Niutou Walled City! I heard that you led people to kill hundreds of core disciples of the Iron Line Gate on the streets of Shuangshi City, but you only injured three, so you are worthy of being a descendant of the Tiger Benshi!"

After a pause, he said, "Thirty years ago, the elite of my Wuwei Kingdom started to conquer the northwest, but it fell short, was defeated, and lost half of the country, such a shame, Meng Yu did not dare to forget it for a day, did not dare to forget it for a while, and did not dare to forget it for a moment! Therefore, I specially ordered people to remind themselves every hour that they should not forget, how should the king of Wuwei Kingdom be!"

Shanjia's face was full of shame, so he knelt down and said, "It's all my father...... Incompetence, failure to fulfill the duty of guarding, so that the ancestors died under the minions of the demon beast, which led to the defeat of the army and caused great shame, we waited...... Death is hard to blame!"

Meng Yu grabbed the mountain armor and said emotionally: "Who caused the death of the first king, Meng Yu has long known it clearly, the tiger warriors have always been loyal, and the more than 100 people who survived, all of them were seriously injured that they could no longer fight, and they all did their best! How could Meng Yu blame the blood of the tiger warriors?"

With this sentence, the mountain armor was moved to tears, only to feel that the shackles on his body were all torn off in one day, and he knelt down on one knee desperately, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty! Seventy, eight, twenty-five people up and down the Niutou Walled City, all of them are willing to break their bones for the king, and they will never give up!"

"In the end, it is the person who is the king, this is the real king's spirit, the little brother bows his head and worships, a third-rate bully like me, I really can't learn!" Wu Ye looked hot next to him, and sighed again and again in his heart. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )