Chapter 4, Bloodstained White Star Flower

"When I was young, I was as curious about the outside world as you were, so I left the tribe and went out to wander, and I was 28 years old at the time............"

His father, Storm, began to tell his untold story.

"One day three years later, when I was traveling around the periphery of the Mogul Mountain Range in the eastern part of the Great Yan Empire, from the depths of the mountain range, a ground-level fourth- or fifth-order Qingyan Demon Lion suddenly broke out. ”

"However, at that time, the Qingyan Demon Lion did not continue to attack, but fled past me, and it didn't take long for many people to chase after me, among whom a woman stayed behind to treat my injuries, and the others continued to pursue the Demon Lion.

"That woman's name is Shirahoshika, which is your mother!"

When Feng Long said this, deep longing also appeared on his face.

"I was brought back to her tribe by your mother, a small tribe called Teddell. Under your mother's careful care, my injuries were almost healed after a month, but I couldn't help but fall in love with your mother, so I decided to stay in the Tedder tribe. ”

"Your mother is the most beautiful woman in the Tedel tribe, and there are many suitors of her, but in the days I spent with your mother, she also liked to listen to me tell her about my three years of wandering, and the customs and things I saw. ”

"And just like that, we fell in love ............"

"A year later, I had you, when you were two years old, your mother gave birth to Feng Ling'er for me, and the days at that time can be said to be the happiest and happiest life I have ever lived in my life........."

"On the third day, just over 100 years after Feng Ling was born, some of my clansmen and I were hunting in the Mogul Mountains, and when we came back, we saw many clansmen gathered around our door. ”

"When the people looked at me with sympathetic and pitying eyes, but with resentful and sad expressions on their faces, my heart felt as if I had been stabbed with a knife, and I knew that something must have happened in my house, and I rushed into the house frantically and saw a scene that made my heart ache. ”

"Your mother slept quietly, on a red carpet covered with blood, and she was so beautiful when she slept, with a smile on her fair face. ”

"I love her long eyelashes, kiss her cheek, and stroke her earlobe with my hand, she likes it when I touch her earlobe like this, and help her sweep her hair that is a little messy, which is my favorite thing to do every morning when I wake up~!"

"There is a flower on Mount Mogul, which has the same name as your mother, and it is called the White Star Flower, and I pick some of it every day when I go out hunting, and it is a flower with five white petals, and a red stamen in the middle. ”

"The meaning of the white star flower is purity, kindness, just like your mother. I plucked one and gently pinned it to your mother's ear, and I loved your mother a little more. Every time I do this, every time I love your mother a little more, that's a love that can never be given~!"

Feng Yang was already in tears when he heard this. Behind the crack in the door on the other side, Feng Ling'er was covering her mouth with her hands, trying not to cry.

"I wanted to take her hand, and my eyes went down her arm to see her blood-stained hand, which was holding a dagger stuck in her chest and abdomen!"

"I put the bouquet of white star flowers I picked in my hand on the red carpet, and as the white white star flowers gradually turned blood red, my whole world was also dyed blood red!"

"The clansmen hugged me to death, I could hear Ling'er's cry, I could hear your shouts, I could hear the clansmen's sobs, persuasion. ”

"But I can't see anything, I can't see your mother, only a piece of blood, I'm struggling, I'm roaring, I'm terrified, but I can't find your mother~!"

"The clansmen locked me up in the tribe for ten whole days, until the blood in my heart slowly receded and I calmed down, and then released me!"

"The clansmen handed me Ling'er in their arms, she has the shadow of your mother, and you hugged my legs tightly, raised your head and kept calling 'Daddy'~!"

"Finally, I buried your mother in a place where the white star flower bloomed, and her beauty bloomed forever like the white star flower!"

"I know that although your mother is gone, you and Ling'er are her beautiful integration, the condensation of her love, I can't abandon you young, so I suppressed this, which made me unforgettable for 16 years of blood hatred!"

When Feng Yang heard this, his originally tear-stained face suddenly became hideous, he suddenly got up from the chair, knelt down heavily in front of his father, and kowtowed three times!

His eyes were firm, and his voice was calm, "Dad, tell me what's going on, who did it~!"

Feng Long took one of his son's hands and held it tightly, "Originally, I wanted to raise you as adults and take revenge alone, but now you have more strength and opportunities than me." ”

"I want you to promise me that you will not make a move until you are absolutely sure, let alone reveal your identity in front of the enemy. Your father and I have endured 16 years of hatred will be handed over to you, and you will not only take revenge, but also give me a good life to come back. ”

"Dad, I swear that not only will I slay the enemy, but I will definitely come back alive. Feng Yang gritted his teeth and swore an oath.

"They are members of the royal family of the Great Yan Empire, and some members of the royal family of the Great Yan Empire back then, under the protection of the royal guards, conducted demon hunting trials in the Mogul Mountain Range. After the trial, on the way back, I passed by the Tedder tribe, where I made a little repairs, replenished some horse feed and water. ”

"It was at that time that several members of the royal family and nobles passed by our house, and happened to see your mother's beauty, and they were lustful and spoke lightly, and several young clansmen of the tribe wanted to stop it, but they were seriously injured, and the royal guards were too strong for the clansmen to stop it. ”

"Just when the brutes thought they were going to succeed, your mother took out the dagger I gave her and plunged it into her belly. Then those brutes had to leave with the royal guards, and you will know what will happen when I return. ”

"Those beasts, they are the second prince and the fourth prince of the Great Yan Empire, the other is called Li Chongtian, who should be a nobleman, and there is a blood-colored snake tattoo on the back of his right hand, I don't know the specific identity. ”

"These are all things that the people have learned after hearing their conversations and what the royal guards call them. You have many enemies, so you should be more careful, wait for the opportunity, and don't be reckless if you are not sure. ”

"This is also the reason why I asked you to study in the Great Yan Martial Arts Academy, where you can not only learn martial arts, but also have more opportunities to understand and approach them, remember, be patient, your father and I have endured it for 16 years~!"

Speaking of this, Feng Long also sighed deeply, the 16-year backlog of hatred was distributed to his son today, making him feel the heavy pressure brought by 16 years of hatred, and it seemed to have been reduced a lot.

"Dad, don't worry, I'll be careful, none of them can escape!" Feng Yang assured.

"Well, I believe you~!" the old man smiled a little gratifying, "It's not too early, you go to the competition, and if you win this competition, you will repay the kindness of the tribe." ”

"Then set off to the Teder tribe to worship your mother, your grandparents should still be alive, say hello to them for me!" (originally grandparents, for convenience, they are called grandparents)

"Go ahead, keep the hatred deep in your heart, don't put it on your face, take it easy when you play, I'll go watch the game!"

"Got it, Dad, hehe, I'll go first. Feng Yang turned into that naïve appearance again, stood up and walked away, sighed, and the blood in his eyes gradually receded.

Watching Feng Yang leave, Feng Long's expression fell into deep remembrance.

"Brother Feng, do you think this white star flower is good-looking?"

"Of course it's good-looking, our white star flower is the most beautiful girl in the world, hey, why are you blushing?"

"Brother Feng, you see that the white petals of this white star flower represent pure knots, and the red stamen in the middle symbolizes a kind heart. ”

"Well, I know that our white star flower is the purest and kindest girl. Alas, why are you blushing again, do you have a fever, let me touch it, don't run you, I'll touch it. ”

"Brother Feng, what do you say is the name of our child?"

"Well, I think you must have given birth to a daughter, a kind and beautiful daughter like you, look at this bell, this is the first gift I prepared for her, so let's call it a wind chime." ”

"Well, hehe, Feng Ling'er has a nice name, but what if it's a boy?"

"If you see an eagle in the sky, I will let him spread his wings like an eagle, and let him fly in the wind. ”

"Don't, there is already a child in the tribe whose name is Fengxiang, or call it Fengyang, flying in the wind~!"

"Feng Yang, Feng Yang, anyway, I know this is a girl. ”

"No, it's a boy. ”

"Girl~!"

"Boy~!"

"Girl~!"

"Brother Feng, come and chase me, it's a girl when you catch me. ”

“.........”

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As soon as Feng Yang came out of the house, he saw that his five friends were already waiting at the door.

"Dali, you've finally come out, we've been waiting for a while!"

"Yes, Brother Yang, if you don't come out again, we're going to go in and call you!"

The man who first called Feng Yang 'vigorous' was named Fuer, his body shape was similar to Feng Yang, two years older than Feng Yang, and he was a third-order of strength, and he often bullied Feng Yang with his height when he was a child.

Of course, that was before Feng Yang was 9 years old, because later Feng Yang rose and beat him back a few times, and he always had to pay it back when he came out, and Dali's nickname was called out by Fuer!

Another fat man named Feng Yang as 'Brother Yang' is named Feng Li, 19 years old this year, and he is a ninth-order strength person, but in terms of seniority, Feng Yang is still his uncle, so even if Feng Li is one year older than Feng Yang, he has always called Feng Yang Brother Yang.

Because he has grown fat and round since he was a child, and he especially likes to eat meatballs, everyone gave him the nickname "Little Balls", and even now, if you kick him, he is also a figure that can roll away.

Don't look at his round body, his speed is not slow, he is still a know-it-all in the tribe, he knows everything in the tribe, and he has a hobby, that is, he likes to peek at other girls taking a bath!

For this reason, Feng Yang specially warned Xiao Maruko that if he paid attention to Feng Ling'er, he would unload his hands and feet and kick his body as a ball!

There are two other people who look very similar, one is Li Tairan, 21 years old, the third order of the ground level of strength, and the other is called Li Jiangran, 20 years old, the second order of the ground level of strength.

They are two brothers, both of whom are 1.9 meters strong, and are excellent hunters and warriors in the tribe.

The last person is named Mo Fei, 19 years old, a first-order of strength ground, 1.7 meters relatively short, but his skills are agile, and he is one of the best at tracking and detecting prey in the hunting department.

Feng Yang smiled, "Isn't it enough to gamble again!"

Xiao Maru also smiled, "Brother Yang, this time you have to give full play to your strengths, don't be too fierce at first, behave a little bit, be stupid, just win, hehe, we have taken out our wives, it's up to you whether the sow can turn into a phoenix!"

"Well, I want fifty percent, and the championship of this competition must be mine!" Feng Yang thought to himself, he could take this opportunity to earn himself some money.

"Eh, fifty percent, you're crazy, brothers usually share blessings and difficulties. Fore said in surprise.

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry, I need to be entangled, after the competition is over, I will go to the Great Yan Martial Academy to study, count the travel expenses that the brothers helped me make!" Feng Yang explained.

"Really, really, in that case, you can take it when the time comes, there is no comparison to the tribe, we don't lack anything in the tribe, but when we get to the Great Yan Empire, it will cost money for everything, I heard that even eating a bowl of noodles costs several silver coins!" Xiao Maruko said a little reluctantly.

Then the six of them walked, and Xiao Maruko explained to Feng Yang the situation of the competition and the masters of each tribe that he needed to pay attention to.

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Beyond the southern border of the human territory, there is a hilly area, called Hill Source, which is a small territory of the dwarf race!

Style Rida is the only medium-sized human tribe adjacent to the source of the hills, with a population of more than 70,000 people, because nearly half of the women in the tribe are also warriors, and men generally become warriors when they become adults, so there are nearly 30,000 warriors in Style Ridda!

The dwarves are famous for creating divine weapons, but they are not good at farming, so every January, just after winter, when there is a shortage of food, they will use a large number of weapons to exchange with humans for living materials!

Therefore, Style Rida has become the main object of the dwarf race, but the surrounding tribes, large and small, unanimously pressure Style Rida to open up the weapon trade with the dwarves, so that other tribes can also allocate some weapon trading quotas!

After a series of disputes and conflicts, Style Rida could not withstand the pressure of all parties and had to compromise, because the number of weapons traded by the dwarves every year is relatively fixed, so there is a competition for the weapon trading quota!

The tribes agreed that the style Rida would first monopolize 20% of the trading quota, and the remaining 80% would be contested by the tribes to compete for distribution!

The main rival, the Sirida Tribal Kingdom, is bordered by the Elven Forest to the east of the style, which is a super-large tribal kingdom composed of dozens of small and medium-sized tribes!

The kingdom of the Sirida tribe borders the upper northwest corner of the elven territory, and there are many people who have part of the elven bloodline and are born with a strong affinity for magic, so Sirida not only has 200,000 warriors, but also many magicians and demon warriors.

To the north of the style is a grassland belt, where the Pingmoyuan steppe tribe lives, and Pingmoyuan is famous for its famous wind wolf cavalry, which comes and goes like the wind.

Although the population of Pingmoyuan is not large, only about 50,000 people, and there are only more than 10,000 soldiers, but when the mounts are all old and young, the strength is also very strong.

In the northeast, there are two medium-sized tribes called the northern part of the mountain god and the southern part of the mountain god, which are divided into two parts in the north and south by a small mountain range called the mountain sacred mountain.

The two tribes of the mountain god and the north and south believe in the mountain god, firmly believe that they are the descendants of the mountain god, and have the advantage of natural divine power.

There are 30,000 mountain gods in the north and 20,000 in the south, although there are often disputes and contradictions between the two departments, but they are the same enemy for foreign enemies.

To the west of the style Rida and the Silent Source is a vast desert called the Death Sands of Dimor, which few people have set foot in.

Because few people who walk into the desert can come out again, people call entering the sand of death in Dimol a journey of death!

The competition for the allocation of the dwarven weapon quota is mainly between these five tribes, although other small tribes are involved in the competition, but few can win the quota!

So the annual weapon quota competition was born!

The competition is divided into two parts, the first part is the individual competition, each tribe can play three people, the contestants can not be more than 25 years old, two and two dues.

In the end, the first place gets 20% of the quota, and the second and third places each get 10%, but a tribe can only get one rank, even if the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd places are all the same tribe, they can only be regarded as the first place.

In the individual competition, each tribe will be more careful that they generally do not play a dead hand after the opponent loses, so there are few serious casualties in the first part, and some small tribes only dare to participate in the first part of the individual competition.

In fact, the individual competition is a ring for each tribe to show the strength of the younger generation!

The second part is a team competition, and it is a mixed team battle, which is a real bloody battle, and the participating tribes will not leave their hands!

Each tribe will select 30 people to participate, the age of participation cannot exceed 30 years old, the mount is a unified war horse, provided by our style Ridda, other mounts are not allowed to play, but weapons can be brought.

There is a 15-meter-high wooden flag stand in the center of the arena, and there are three flags on the top of the platform, one red and two white, and the red flag accounts for 20% of the quota, and the two white flags each account for 10%.

First of all, the participating teams of each tribe will gather 500 meters south of the high platform to prepare, and then the chief will shoot a red arrow high into the arena, the red arrow will land, and the game will begin!

At this time, each team will ride their horses to the flag stand, grab the flag on the flag stand, and bring the flag back to the front of the viewing platform 500 meters north of the flag north, there is a furnace in front of the viewing platform, the team that inserts the flag into the furnace is the winner, when the three flags are inserted into the furnace after the game is over!

Even a team can snatch all three flags, of course, no one does that, in that case, it is equivalent to one team challenging all the other participating teams, and the team is absolutely exterminated!

Therefore, the second part mainly depends on the tactical arrangement and cooperation of each team, which is also the embodiment of the overall strength of each tribe!