Unlike the Gao family and the Fang family, the Li family is one of the three pillars of Jinhai, even if the prestige is slightly inferior to the Hong family now, but in the end it is a grade.

Over the past hundred years, the Li clan has killed countless snake people, and countless people have also been taken away by snake people.

Compared with these bloody and iron-clad facts, the so-called logical reasoning pales in comparison.

Just because of the abnormal movements of the sand bandits, the past secrets of the prisoner, and a few unwarranted matters, it is impossible to convince the people that the Li clan of Jinhai is in contact with foreigners and plots to destroy Jinhai.

"All we can do now is prevent and gather more evidence."

Hong Jian gently tapped the table with his knuckles.

"Inform Hongcheng and let the City Defense Division set up another outpost to the north."

"Inform the master craftsman to strengthen the patrol and defense of ordnance."

"You don't have to act rashly."

"It's not warm enough for the snake people."

He stared at the dancing candle flame and said indifferently.

"If it's just Li Heming in the city, I'll pay attention to it at any time."

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On the fifteenth of February, the warbler flies and the grass grows.

Gimhae.

The city of people is on the ground, and the city of clouds is in the sky.

In the early morning, a drizzle that covered the whole city made the heavens and the earth connect for a moment.

At the beginning of the morning (9 a.m.), thick clouds rode the easterly wind westward, revealing the sun behind them.

The sunlight flowed into the Hongfu and gilded the black tiles.

Next door to Asahi Temple, Hong Fan put down a few catties of pastry and bacon from his companion and sat down in the guest seat.

The master who was sitting on his side was Hong Wei.

He is a captain of the seventh grade, and serves as the chief officer of a thousand-person team in the Shakou Guard.

He was tall and thin, with a sallow complexion and rough skin, apparently exposed to the wind and sun all year round.

"Brother Fan is really polite; It's all a family, so why do you need to bring things? ”

Hong Wei asked his wife to serve tea to Hong Fan in person, and said with a smile.

He has been in the military for many years, and even this year's Spring Festival was spent in Shakouwei.

Now that the Lantern Festival has passed for a month, I have a vacation to return home.

The two had not known each other before.

The former Hong Fan was just a junior who did not stand out in the family studies.

In the past, even if he looked at the clan face, Hong Wei was only surprised by the outstanding color of the young man at most, and he couldn't leave any other impression.

However, a few days after he came back this time, he had already heard about the matter of the star monarch in the clan.

Three wars flew on the sea, crushed and could not move, and penetrated the palace family......

Not to mention that he was a master of the eighth grade who was a supervisor at a young age, and he entered the eyes of the great supervisor.

Hong Wei is now thirty-nine years old, and Hong Fan is about to have two rounds of age, but his cultivation is only one vein.

In terms of combat power, he is even more self-inferior.

So even if he is not familiar with his nephew, Hong Wei is extremely kind and enthusiastic, without the slightest elder arrogance.

Hong Fan has become accustomed to this.

When he first crossed over, he was surrounded by gangsters, and only Aunt Liu and Hong Fu could see some warmth.

After entering the Zhu Yi Ride, the villains gradually disappeared, and everyone began to become reasonable.

Even when the identity of the star monarch was exposed, the clan even changed the sub-world, and everyone was Yao Shun.

It couldn't be simpler.

In front of the strong, everyone will choose to be a good person.

After a few rounds of greetings, Hong Fan threw out his intentions.

"After I inherited the sand world, I joined the Zhu Yiqi and participated in the affairs of the clan, and I deeply felt the depth of the blood feud between my Jinhai and the snake people."

"Recently, I heard the news of the health center, and the snake people have moved, so I want to ask the clan uncle for advice."

Hong Wei shook his head when he heard this.

He joined the army at the age of twenty, worked all the way from the commander of the outpost to the commander of the thousand commanders, and also entered the marsh with the prince of the sand in the big marsh, and there was no year when the knife was not stained with the new blood of the snake people.

Looking at this Jinhai City, he is also one of the most popular snakes.

"After the beginning of spring, there is indeed movement in the north of Shakou."

Hong Wei said.

"The Jinhai Desert is long and narrow from east to west, 200 miles wide from north to south, and it is full of barren sand and Gobi in between."

"There are a lot of dark springs in the Golden Sea, and the sand bandit caravans are constantly coming and going."

"But the army is no more moving than the rest - dry food and baggage can be carried with it, but water can't."

"So if the number of troops reaches more than 1,000 people, they can only rely on the supply of large oases."

"The number of such oases is very small."

Hong Wei paused and took a sip of tea.

And Hong Fan had already understood what he meant.

"So Jinhai City, Yuquan City, and Shakou Guardhouse, which seem to be flat and unsafe, are actually guarding the main roads, and they are the fortresses that the snake people must pass through when they advance eastward?"

He asked.

"The rumors in the clan are right, you really have a bright brain!"

Hong Wei said with a smile.

"There are four oases that can supply the army on the north line of Gimhae City, and three oases to the northwest of the Shakou Guard."

"Whether we go in the past or they come, as long as it becomes a scale, we must follow these lines!"

"I can't come back before Chinese New Year's Eve, because the farthest Xingling Oasis outside the guard was suddenly captured by the two hundred-man team of snake people."

Hong Fan was immediately alert when he heard this.

"Didn't you say that the snake people were in civil strife and were constantly attacking?"

He asked.

"It's true that there is no such thing as civil strife."

Hong Wei bowed his head and touched his forehead, as if he was organizing words.

"But the situation is different from ours."

He tried to make a long story short.

"The snake people respect blood and have a long lifespan, and the tribes are all gathered by blood and have a strict hierarchy."

"This is not our ......"

"Let's put it this way, if the tribal priest wants to choose a snake man as a blood sacrifice, the snake man who is selected will be killed without saying a word."

Hong Wei made an analogy.

He already knew these things more than ten years ago, but now that he said it, he still felt incredible.

"The lower snake people can't think?"

Hong Fan frowned and asked.

"No, the snake people are different from the big bugs in the west of Shengzhou, they all have brains."

Hong Wei replied.

"We can't understand this, that's why we say, 'If it's not my race, its heart will be different.'"

"However, there is no clear subordinate relationship between the clans of the snake people, and unlike us, we have a court that is in charge day and night, so we often fight non-stop."

"Isn't there a nine-headed snake god?"

Hong Fan replied, remembering "The Age of the Gods".

"Of course, the Serpent God and His Bloodline have an absolute status."

Hong Wei nodded.

"But they all live in the depths of the Western Marshes."

"You may not know that the snake people don't use coins, and they don't have tax servitude, and the snake god's family is similar to the ancestral dragon, but they don't have a Xiao family in the middle like Dahua."

Although these words are transgressive, they also make the meaning clear at once.

[Therefore, the divine power is supreme and unified with the snake god; The regime was one level lower and scattered in each tribe. 】

Hong Fan summed up in his heart.

"Usually, the friction between our Dahua and the snake people occurs between the city and the tribe."

Hong Wei continued.

"Most of the battles are thousands against thousands of people, and they have survived to the level of innate and meta-magnetic, which is far from being a national war."

"I see."

Hong Fan understood what the other party meant.

Since the snake people have no fear of the concept of death, and have the absolute will of the snake god, the so-called civil strife is just a big or small thing.

(End of chapter)