Chapter 220: Psychological Warfare Again!
As soon as the words fell, some fans shouted.
"Liu Wushen, don't listen to him, this guy can't afford to lose!"
"That's right, Amuhe, if you can't afford to lose, get out of the Holy City with the cowards of your clan. Xingluo doesn't need a coward like your clan! ā
"Get out, get out of the Holy City, I don't have a coward like you in Xingluo!"
"I... I... Iā" Amu Hehe said three words in a row, but he could not say the fourth word.
Seeing this, Liu Mo snorted coldly and said again, "Everyone, I think so, it's better to change the way, and the rest of the warriors will go together." ā
Master one hit ten! He didn't say the last sentence.
As soon as these words came out, the crowd boiled again.
"What?"
"It's not appropriate! Xingluo rules, tribal assemblies have always been one-on-one. ā
"Liu Wushen, you are too brave!"
"Don't compare, Liu Wushen is the new king of my Xingluo, except for him, I won't accept anyone!"
"That's right, Liu Wushen, King Xingluo!"
"Star Luo King, Star Luo King!"
Seeing this, several patriarchs with better minds immediately turned black to powder, "Zhuo Lun, your daughter has found a good husband." ā
"This year's Star Luo King, I will choose Liu Wushen."
Zhuo Lun held back the joy in his heart, and pretended to be calm and spoke again: "Patriarchs, what do you think? He gestured to the unspoken patriarchs.
"I'm okay with that!"
"Well, King Xingluo is still your clan!"
After confirming them one by one, Zhuo Lun finally looked at Ahmu, "Patriarch Ahmu, what about you?" ā
Ahmu blushed, and after thinking for a long time, he finally said reluctantly, "I don't have an opinion!" ā
Zhuo Lun showed a smile, "In that case, the winner of this tribal conference is my Zhuo Lun's son-in-law: Liu Mo!" ā
"Liu Wushen, Liu Wushen, Liu Wushen!" Tens of thousands of Xingluo people cheered.
"It feels good!" Liu Mo was secretly happy in his heart.
"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!" Zhuo Lun said, "According to the rules of Xingluo, the final winner of the tribal conference is my Xingluo King!" Let's congratulate Liu Wushen on becoming the new king of my Xingluo! ā
"Star Luo King, Star Luo King!"
In the cheers of everyone, Liu Mo stepped forward, cleared his throat, and then said in a loud voice, "Everyone, as we all know, I, Liu, am the deputy chief soldier of Great Xia, and I can't stay in Xingluo all the time!" ā
"What...", everyone was shocked.
The king of Xingluo, but he can't stay in Xingluo for a long time, this kind of thing, if others don't know about it, forget it, why should it be made public!
Zhuo Lun was also stunned by these words, "Mo'er, why are you talking about this..."
Liu Mo smiled, "Aina, come up!" He held out his hand and motioned for Aina to step forward.
What does this do? Is it possible to give up the throne to Aina? A woman? The crowd was even more puzzled.
Although Xingluo was also influenced by the concept of male superiority and inferiority of women in Great Xia, the status of women was not high.
But Xingluo did not explicitly stipulate that women were not allowed to be officials and patriarchs. Because they believe in their bones that the Star Luo Kingdom, where force represents everything, it is impossible for a woman to win the tribal assembly.
There can't be any stupid person who will give up the position of King Xingluo to a woman with a low status!
Ayina stepped forward nervously.
Seeing this, the crowd began to let out a voice of dissatisfaction, "Liu Wushen, this is not appropriate, you want Ayina to be the king of our Star Luo?" ā
"That is, how can a woman be king?"
Hearing everyone's discussions, Ayina couldn't help but stop. "Brother Liu..."
Liu Mo didn't pay attention, but walked straight to Ayina, and then signed her hand and walked to the center.
Liu Mo smiled, "That's not the case, don't be impatient!" He announced, "Ayina is three months pregnant, my Liu Mo's flesh and blood. The Star Luo Shaman also predicted that she would give birth to a boy, that is, my Star Luo Prince.
For this reason, I have appointed Zhuo Lun as the regent of Xingluo, and I will be in charge of all matters in Xingluo during my time in Xingluo. ā
It turned out to be such an arrangement, and Zhuo Lun suddenly smiled. Liu Mo's situation is the best he knows, Daxia has five daughters-in-law to take care of, how can he stay in Xingluo all year round.
The so-called regent is actually re-elected as the king of Xingluo!
Hearing this, of course, Zhuo Lun's subordinates raised their hands in approval.
No matter how stupid the opposition is, it knows that it is difficult to be angry, and at this time, the people are wanting, how can they have a chance to refute it.
With a voice of "King Xingluo, King Xingluo!" The tribal meeting came to a perfect end.
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The new king was established, the army was assembled, led by the martial god Liu Mo, and the army of 40,000 left the holy city and marched towards the Lerthai Mountains.
There, there will be an army of 100,000 Zhou Dynasty waiting for them.
After walking for three days, he reached a place less than fifty miles away from Letai Mountain, and Liu Mo immediately ordered to set up camp. Because further along, you may encounter the troops of the Zhou Dynasty at any time.
According to the ancient map given by Zhuo Lun, there should be a tribe living here, but in Liu Mo's eyes, this place is not even a village.
There were no houses, no wells, no roads, not even a sheepfold.
As far as the eye could see, there were only collapsed tents, the inside of which was covered with turf and the windows covered with tattered fur.
Although Xingluo is a nomadic people, they will find a settlement every winter to avoid the cold.
There is no reason for this tribe to have to fight against nature, and they live in a sea of grass without traces in winter.
"Search and see what you find." Sun Kan, who was Liu Mo's adjutant, ordered.
At this moment, Liu Mo led a service force of about 50 people and was carrying out reconnaissance tasks.
"Scour these tents for me. Tang Die, you go up the tree and take a look. Sun Kan continued to order, "Reheman, you search the periphery, maybe the traces left this time are relatively fresh." ā
But his tone was rather dismissive of the latter.
"Two people were sent to search each room so that nothing was missed."
Liu Mo also turned over and joined the search team.
He and Sun Kan were in a group, shuttling between the tents, and they had to bend down to enter the low tent curtains.
Inside, the floor is solid, with no furniture or signs of habitation, except for a little soot under the roof smoke vent.
"It's really not a place to live," Sun Kan said.
"Okay," Liu Mo pointed to the pile of dry straw in the corner of the house, "The real poor even have a bed as a luxury." ā
"You say, this is the bed?"
"It's softer than mud, and there's a roof over your head, and a bed, of course." Liu Mo said.
"I was born in a thatched house, I thought it was, but I didn't think of it..."Sun Kan said.
The tent seemed to be empty for some time, and he knelt down, reached out and tossed at the straw pile to see if there was anything hidden underneath, and then searched carefully along the wall. Nothing.
"There's nothing here. My lord! ā
Liu Mo was also surprised, this was the fourth settlement he had passed. The situation is the same everywhere, and the inhabitants have quietly left with their meagre possessions and all their livestock.
And there is no sign of any attack on these places, but simply ...... Empty.
"Shouldn't you surrender to the Zhou Dynasty?" He thought uneasily. "What a nuisance!"
When they came out of the house, there was a rustling sound of red leaves overhead, and the two branches parted sideways, and the butterflies moved between the branches like squirrels.
"Lord Liu, there is a situation in the north!" Tang Die said as she came down from the tree, and the light seeped through the coniferous trees, spilling down, illuminating her face red. When she saw Liu Mo, she frowned.
"What did you find?"
"Lord Liu, you'd better be mentally prepared!" She replied.
As soon as Liu Mo heard this, he knew that the situation was serious, "Have you found the residents here?" He asked.
"Sort of!" Tang Die replied.
"Take me there!"
Liu Mo immediately got up, followed Tang Die, and climbed up the gentle slope.
Soon, they were at their destination.
When he got closer, Liu Mo immediately understood the meaning of Tang Die's words!
All 200 of its inhabitants, men, women and children, died! They were stripped of their clothes, and sharpened sticks entered through their doors and exited their mouths.
What's even more creepy is that those miserable dead people are wearing wooden sticks like this, and the two versions of Xingluo and Great Xia are engraved with blood on their bodies.
"Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish!"
Several battle-hardened Great Xia soldiers couldn't help but run to the side and vomit when they saw this scene.
Such a tragic situation made Sun Kan subconsciously cover his mouth. "Heaven forbid!" He scolded, "What kind of villain is this! There is no humanity at all! ā
Liu Mo took a deep breath and held back his fear and anger. "It's playing psychological warfare!" He said secretly. "Damn Yang Yizhi, it's really ruthless!"
He stepped forward, and through the remains, he could tell that these victims were all Xingluo civilians, and they had never practiced martial arts.
"Lord Liu, I've checked, and there's no one around! Nothing! Tang Die said.
Sun Kan's brows were tightened, his eyes were full of anger and helplessness, "What about these corpses?" He asked.
Liu Mo stood next to the corpse, holding the "oath" in his hand, a cold wind blew, and the cloak was blown crackling.
It was as if he had suddenly lost the ability to speak, and he tried in vain to find the right words.
"Burn it!" Sun Kan suggested.
It takes a lot of time to bury, and it is very likely that the Zhou army was nearby, which is too dangerous.
Liu Mo nodded, and his soldiers immediately went to find dead branches and firewood, and then piled them up in a square, with bark shavings and hay in the middle. And all the corpses were piled on top of the pyre.
He took the torch from Sun Kan and inserted it into the pyre. Tiny flames burst out from all over the pyre, like swift red rats,
A stream of heat rose from the fire and rushed towards him, the fizzle of firewood crackled, and glowing embers rose from the smoke screen and drifted away into the endless night.
"Yang Yizhi, do you think this can scare my Great Xia soldiers?" Liu Mo's face was solemn, "Wait and see!" ā
Got on his horse and left with the reconnaissance unit.
Behind. The sound was like a stone cracking. The platform, made of firewood, twigs and hay, began to shake and collapse inward.
It was deafening, as if the sky was falling apart.
Back at the camp, other reconnaissance teams also returned.
According to the report, the situation in the vicinity is similar. The Zhou troops ran out of food, slaughtered villagers, and created panic.
"I think we should retreat thirty miles!" At the evening meeting, Sun Kan made his proposal. "According to the spies, the main force of the enemy should be here, north of the Angula Mountains!" He pointed to the map.
"Our army is here, Muddy Valley! Although this place is surrounded by two high mountains, it occupies an advantageous topography. However, if the enemy crosses the Angula Mountains and makes a detour to the rear of our army, the enemy will be attacked on the back and will have no way to retreat. ā
"No one can climb over Mount Angula!" Amuhe said.
Amuhe's words are not unreasonable, Liu Mo has learned about Angula Mountain from Zhuo Lun's mouth.
This mountain range is located in the hinterland of the Xingluo Plateau and is the boundary mountain between Xingluo and the Zhou Dynasty. It is 800 kilometers long, 100 kilometers wide, and at least 4,500 meters above sea level.
The air in the mountains is thin, inaccessible, snow-capped, high and deep valleys, and the climate is fickle.
According to the Xingluo people, even eagles can't fly.
But war should not be careless and ignore such details.
After carefully analyzing the map, Liu Mo immediately ordered, "The army will leave tomorrow morning!" ā