The holy city of the Terrans has towering and majestic walls, and from the outside, this behemoth looks like a terrifying beast that has never been seen before, lying on the land of the Great Wasteland, coldly looking down at the surrounding wilderness.

The holy city itself seems to carry a powerful force that can shock people's hearts.

From ancient times to the present, even in the powerful era, the desolate people have never had such a city, because the vast majority of desolate tribes do not have the concept of a city, they like to live in the vast heavenly dome, they like to gallop across the country, and they don't like to be confined somewhere, except for their tribe.

This is perhaps the biggest difference between the Terrans and the Desolates.

On this day, Ji Hou took Wen Yun to the high wall near the south gate of the Holy City, and looked at the reckless wilderness from the wall, which seemed to be a little distracted.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary people are not allowed to come to the high wall, this is the garrison territory belonging to the Four Elephant Army, and the garrison army here at the south gate is the Xuanwu Guard. Thanks to the strict requirements and training of the old black turtle guard, this place is heavily guarded, and ordinary people can't come up at all.

However, Ji Hou is not an ordinary person, he is not only powerful, but in a sense, he is also the backer of Xuanwu Wei and Gui Weizhi, so he can naturally come to the high wall, and then drive all the soldiers guarding nearby into the distance.

The ability to do this is naturally supernatural, but the method of the season is actually very simple, call the black turtle to come up without delay, and naturally everything is solved.

At this moment, only the three of them were left standing on the large section of the high wall nearby.

Wen Yun and Gui Weichi stood behind Ji Hou, and they could see the rare look of bitterness on his face, as if there was something he had been hesitating about in his heart.

After standing for a while, he suddenly asked, "Wen Yun, is the patriarch of the White Horse Tribe here in the Holy City today?"

Wen Yun immediately nodded and said, "Yes, the person they sent the letter also said that they were willing to give a generous gift and promised to pay tribute every year, but they just hoped to surrender and bow down to your lord." ”

Ji Hou bowed his head and said: "That's naturally good, and in order to show my sincerity, didn't I come over by myself?"

Wen Yun said with a smile: "To be greeted by an elder like you in person, the White Horse Patriarch must be overjoyed and grateful, and his loyalty to our Ji clan in the future is also expected." ”

Ji Hou smiled and said, "The White Horse Tribe is rich in horses, especially their war horses are second to none in the wasteland, and they have always been purchased by the Four Elephant Army and the Four Guards. With such help, I should come to Corporal Lixian. ”

As he spoke, he took his eyes away from the admiring Wen Yun, glanced at the expressionless Gui Weichi, and said, "What's the matter, old turtle, you seem to be a little unhappy?"

Gui Weichi snorted and said, "I don't like these ridiculous people, I never like them. ”

Ji Hou stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, but he stopped talking, and finally just sighed lightly and said, "You have been dealing with them for so long, you still have to be more relaxed." ”

Gui did not speak.

There was a temporary silence on the city wall, and after a while, Wen Yun suddenly took a step forward, pointed to the edge of the earth in the distance, and said, "It's coming, it's coming, the White Horse tribe is coming." ”

Ji Hou raised his eyes and looked away, and sure enough, he saw a long line slowly coming from the edge of the earth. It's just that when they saw clearly that the colorful flags were fluttering there, and the clothes on the many desolate people were gorgeous, and even the styles were more like those worn by the people in the Holy City of the Terran Race, they were stunned.

"What's going on with these desolate people?" Ji Hou asked with some surprise, "I've seen a lot of desolate tribes before, but this is the first time I've seen a situation like this. ”

Gui Weichi frowned and said, "Probably this White Horse tribe is very rich, so I want to live a more comfortable life like our human race." ”

Ji Hou said "oh" and nodded, looking at him still a little funny, but looking at it, his face slowly tightened, and even his brows furrowed, as if he thought of something worried.

Similar emotions had already appeared in this Elder Ji several times today, and both Wen Yun and Gui Weitai clearly felt it.

The two of them glanced at each other, and after a while, they only heard Gui Weichi cough, stood beside Ji Hou, and said, "Elder Ji Hou, are you worried about anything today, I haven't seen you like this for a long time." ”

Ji Hou was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, hesitated slightly, and said simply: "There is indeed something difficult to do, you must keep your mouth shut when you hear it, and by the way, help me think about how to deal with it." ”

Gui Weichi also became serious and said, "You say." ”

"I need three hundred and fifty sturdy desolations, to live. Ji Hou said.

"Huh?" Wen Yun, who was standing on the side, was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth wide.

And Gui Weitai frowned, obviously he didn't expect Ji Hou to suddenly say this.

Ji Hou didn't hide it from the two of them who were his closest confidants, and immediately repeated what the high priest said in the Great Pyramid Temple that day to the two of them, and then said with a wry smile: "This thing is not easy to do, the three of us originally wanted to persuade the high priest together, but he came directly to an oracle, and the three of us had nothing to say, so we had to take over this task." ”

"Drive the desolate people into the Inner Ring to build roads?" Wen Yun muttered, unable to speak for a while, "It's difficult." ”

Ji Hou nodded and said, "I know that the rule handed down from generation to generation by the ancestors of the desolate people is not to let them get close to the Divine Mountain. It is indeed difficult to respect the ancestors of the desolate people. ”

Gui Weichi suddenly spoke: "The high priest's order to you is a thousand?"

Ji Hou coughed, and then said: "It's not the high priest, it's the gods, it's the miracles of the gods, and the high priest just conveyed it." ”

Gui Weichi was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "This thing is not difficult, it is very easy to do." ”

Ji Hou and Wen Yun were taken aback at the same time, looked at Gui Weichi and said, "How do you say this?"

Gui Weichi put one hand on the city wall, and while looking at the team of the White Horse Tribe that was gradually approaching, he suddenly sneered and said, "When you look at the people of the White Horse Tribe, do you have a feeling that they are very similar to us?"

Ji Hou nodded slightly.

"It's not strange, because they learned from us on purpose." ”

"Deliberately learned?" Ji Hou and Wen Yun exclaimed in unison.

Gui Weichi sighed and said, "The two of you are almost in the Holy City on weekdays, and you rarely have the opportunity to come into contact with these desolate tribes, but my Xuanwu Wei is here, and he will send people out to patrol from time to time on weekdays, so he will naturally know more things than you." ”

He pointed to the team of the White Horse Tribe, and his face suddenly became a little more mocking, and said: "The desolate people are the great enemies of our human race, and they have been since ancient times, and they have not fallen silent until the last hundred years. There are many unruly things in the body of the desolate people, but as they come into contact with us, the gap between the rich and the poor in the different tribes is getting wider and wider, and naturally there is a different situation. ”

"In the hearts of these tribal patriarchs, they have long lost the ambition and arrogance that they had when they roamed the Great Wasteland, and they have received too much money, and they have enjoyed far more things than before, so their bones have softened, and over time, their whole bodies have softened. ”

Gui Weichi looked at Ji Hou, his face seemed to be a little sarcastic and ridiculous, and said, "Do you think it is difficult to get hundreds of desolate slaves in front of you? No, you just need to prepare enough money, take out enough good enjoyment and pastime, and give it to these drunken patriarchs." As long as they like it, you can buy it from them. ”

Wen Yun couldn't help but ask, "What to buy?"

"Buy people. Gui Weichi said lightly, "Although these patriarchs are in high positions, they are actually the corrupt and degenerate inner ghosts of our human race, as long as you pay enough money, they can help you get everything you want, including people." ”

Ji Hou suddenly smiled and said, "Will they even catch their own people and sell them like livestock?"

Gui Weichi nodded and said, "Yes." You don't have to be involved in everything, save a good reputation, just pay secretly. Then, the daring desolate nobles will break their conscience and do everything possible to find an excuse to grab their own people and send them over for you to do whatever you want. ”

The old man smiled, but his smile seemed to look a little cold, and said, "You see, sometimes they look at their shamelessness and cruelty, but they are actually similar to our human race, right?"

Wen Yun didn't dare to speak.

But Ji Hou laughed, then nodded and said, "That's right." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the team in the distance outside the city, his expression relaxed for the first time, and said, "It's good to be rich......