The largest number of captured barbarians in Northern Xinjiang are adult men and women, all of them are wounded, the number accounts for more than seventy percent of the total, and the appearance is almost carved out of a mold, the man's muscles are high and bulging, the shoulders are extremely thick and more than a meter wide, and the posture when standing is almost the same as that of a fierce giant bear;

The women are slightly shorter, but they are also more than 230 centimeters, and their bodies are also solid muscles, only the hanging on their chests are tightly wrapped by strips of animal skin cloth, and the huge breasts like papayas, which give them a bit of feminine characteristics.

The juvenile barbarians, who accounted for thirty percent of the captives, were also burly, and the height of the children was not much different from that of ordinary middle-aged landallers, but the strange thing was that the barbarian old men, who numbered only three or four, were very emaciated, and looked like they were malnourished, and their ribs were faintly visible under the shabby and filthy animal skins.

As a part-time biologist, Zhang Lisheng naturally understands what this abnormal age structure means for a biological population.

His eyes swept with interest over the young barbarians who glared at him angrily, and did not forget to struggle, the most calm and wise one among the old barbarians of the Later Dynasty, and suddenly said in the northern barbarian language: "Old man, it seems that the livelihood of your tribe is not very rich. ”

"Your Majesty, in the rocky highlands, no large tribe with more than 100,000 people can claim to be rich, and they often have to go hungry in winter, let alone a small tribe like ours, whose population is only a few hundred.

Your army razed our homes as soon as they arrived...", a faint hint of hatred flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he bent down like a humble landman. "I see that you have a short barbarian who looks completely different from the 'Flatlander', wearing animal skins and bird feathers on his head, and must be an enlightened monarch.

The Geguta tribe is willing to serve a wise king like you, please accept our loyalty. ”

For the barbarians, the Hellenos call the humans living in the Green Leaf Continent 'terrestrial people', and the Boulders call the humans of the mainland's civilized countries 'flatland people', the two titles are different, but the object of reference is the same.

As for the 'civilized people' on the mainland, the Hellfire and the Stone People are both barbarians. The meaning is completely different.

The barbarians of Hellfire, isolated and confined by the vast sea, are like volcanoes. When the calm may last for thousands of years, it will not be harmful to the mainland, but it can provide many luxury products with unique functions for the landers.

However, once powerful spirits appear in the Hell Islands and the leaders unify multiple islands and point the finger at the mainland, the erupting volcano will cause terrible losses to the 'Civilization Realm' in a very short period of time.

And the boulders who live in the barren highlands are like floods. Every time they can't survive in a disaster year, they will inevitably form a tribal alliance to invade the hinterland of the continent and rob them of materials. In normal years, there are often barbarian tribes or alone. or a small number of joint plundering of the border villages and towns of inland countries, the harm can be said to be a trickle of water, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Because of the different characteristics of these two barbarians. No matter how powerful the civilized countries on the continent were in history, they had never incorporated into an organized Hell army, and the Rock People had many legends of entire tribes serving powerful monarchs in the interior for various reasons, but unfortunately they all ended in betrayal.

"No wonder the people on the mainland say that the barbarians and most tribes in the north are violent wolves who are not afraid of death;

The small tribe is the cunning, forbearant plateau yellow fox. Thinking of this, Zhang Lisheng smiled dumbly and said, "Are you willing to serve me, are you planning to cut off my head with a counterattack on the battlefield?"

"Everything we do is for the inheritance of the clan, and the ancestors are constantly worshipped, so naturally we will not betray you at the risk of exterminating the clan, not to mention that the great king who really leaves his name in the annals of history is never afraid of betrayal, isn't he, Your Majesty?" the barbarian old man was stunned for a moment, and then said slyly.

That's a good thing, but it's a pity that I'm not a king. Zhang Lisheng shook his head with a smile and said.

"Why would you deceive an old and decrepit barbarian who is about to die, Your Majesty, if you were not the king, the generals and soldiers here would never have been so respectful. The barbarian old man said confidently.

"I didn't lie to you," Zhang Lisheng smiled at the old man and said faintly, "The reason they will treat me so respectfully is not because I am a king, but because I am a god, so I don't need your loyalty, I only need you to sacrifice your pious faith." ”

"Gods..."The barbarian old man's body stiffened, he raised his head and looked at the young man carefully, his expression gradually calmed down, and he said with a smile: "You are really a bold 'unbeliever', although the gods have not sent an oracle to the mortal world for many years, but who knows when they will come back to life..."

"With me, they will never be able to come back to life, never..."Zhang Lisheng interrupted the old man's words, his sturdy body slowly rose up, and yellow, blue, and red scales grew around his body, and his feet were swollen and fused together into a huge snake tail, looking down at the frightened barbarian captives who had almost fainted in front of him, and said in a desolate and cold voice.

After annexing eighty percent of the land of the Green Leaf Continent, the number of believers of the Wuli God had surged to about 2.2 billion, and at this moment, the true body appeared, and natural visions appeared one after another within a radius of a hundred miles, the soil on the ground was tumbling, the vegetation was twisted and growing, and the most ordinary green grass had grown to more than one person tall in just a few seconds;

Clouds and mist emerged in the sky, transforming into mountains, rivers, and hideous beasts as far as the eye could see, as if they were about to crush and devour everything in the world.

"You, you, you are really a god..."The barbarian old man looked up at the demon god in front of him, whose upper body was human and his lower body was snake, and his tone was no longer smooth and cunning, and he said tremblingly, he was not afraid of death, but he could not erase the awe of mortals for transcendent creatures that originated from the soul.

Seeing that the old man was really shocked because of his unexpected appearance of his true body, Zhang Lisheng's voice changed, and he said softly: "Mortal, I am not only a god, but my faith has spread throughout the entire Green Leaf Continent.

I hereby promise that by believing in me and showing your piety you will get all that you want, a rich life, a high position, a great power, a long life, an eternal youth..."

He prepared such a rich bait for such a paltry northern Xinjiang barbarian tribe with no more than 100 survivors, so he naturally planned to save 'a thousand gold to buy horse bones'.

Under the double bewitchment of the divine power and gentle posture displayed by the young man, the barbarian old man who had always been humble did not show an expression of temptation, but a few barbarian teenagers from the northern Xinjiang who had just appeared to be the most stubborn and constantly resisting suddenly widened their eyes and showed a slight look of longing.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Lisheng couldn't help but be overjoyed, and was about to continue his temptation, when he suddenly saw the barbarian old man chewing the tip of his tongue, regained his consciousness at once, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and recited a spell vaguely in his mouth, 'Ah Tuk Tuk Oh Sa...', and summoned an old man wearing antlers, wearing a spotted deer skin, and holding a huge stone axe.

As the roar sounded, all the northern barbarians on the city wall shook up and woke up.

The old man of the barbarian tribe stood firm, took a deep breath of the air that was still a little warm at night, and there was no trace of humble expression on his face, and he looked at the god Wu Li and said: "Your Majesty, the people who have lived on the rocky plateau for tens of thousands of years only believe in their ancestors, even the 'golden age' of the hundred gods.

I beg your forgiveness for not being able to offer you faith. ”

Hearing the clan elders say such words, although the barbarians were bound and sturdy, they still straightened their backs one by one, even the five or six teenagers who were originally bewitched by the witch Li god were no exception.

In their imagination, they rejected the request of a god, and the next step was inevitably torture, and even the skull was directly cut off, but they didn't expect that the demon god in front of them was not angry, but muttered to himself in a strange language that they didn't understand.

After a few minutes, Zhang Lisheng finally came back to his senses, returned to his human appearance, and after turning the sand under his feet into a robe to cover his body, he waved his hand with a strange expression and ordered: "Put these northern Xinjiang barbarians in the dungeon, well, give enough food and drink, don't be harsh." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. Among the hundreds of believers who had been kneeling on the ground since the young man revealed his true body, the samurai commander replied in awe, commanding the soldiers to lead the barbarians down the walls.

Looking at those tall and terrifying backs slowly disappearing, under the bright moonlight, Zhang Lisheng looked at the general of the Tusara City Cypriot Army who was still kneeling at his feet, and just opened his mouth to shout, "Kittimu...", when he suddenly saw a warrior wearing a biological shell and turning into a humanoid giant bird flapping his wings and flying up the city wall quickly.

"Great O Majesty, there is a secret letter from the chief priest of Toon. Kneeling and holding a half-foot-long scroll in front of Zhang Lisheng with both hands, the giant bird warrior reported.

"Tu'an's secret letter, could it be that there is news of 'that person'..."The young man groaned and grabbed the scroll and opened it, seeing that there was only an address written on it and no other words, and his face showed a happy expression.

After that, he put away the scroll, pondered for a moment, and finally said the words that had been blocked, "Kittimu, order the scouts to regroup and take me to the barbarian tribe where they captured their captives. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. The middle-aged man in the yellow robe got up and retreated, and at the same time, Zhang Lisheng jumped off the city wall and fell to the field outside the city.

With a slight stroke of his right hand on his chest, an earthen platform with a length and width of more than three meters and a thick bottom of less than half a foot slowly emerged under the young man's feet, and then a clay giant with a flat face at each of the four corners of the platform, with only eyes and ears, was born and struggled to carry it on his shoulders.

Sitting cross-legged on the earthen platform, Zhang Lisheng looked up at Mingyue and waited for a while, the solid thick stone gate of the Tusara City Fortress slid open silently, and thousands of elite scouts drove the mounts out at a gallop and gathered around the earthen platform. (To be continued......)

PS: After a great reminder from readers, Piggy restarted regular updates, and the time was 12 o'clock.