C867 The Sorrows of the Warriors

The reputation of a million stone was not small at all. Half of the troops that welcomed the Dragon Lord were armored warriors, and those holding spears were not even qualified to lift torches.

The commoners of the Jinze City watched in horror from afar as the officials welcomed the king with great respect. They formed a long line to stop the crazy wild warrior.

"Back..." "Crack …" "Retreat, all of you will be beheaded if you disturb them …" The light soldiers started cursing, followed by the patrolling Former Tian Family Warriors. They took out Katana s and started waving them around to intimidate Yue Yang.

The lowly people of Japan had been ruled by the Wu family for hundreds of years. That kind of obedience had been branded into their bones. If they didn't dare to move forward, they wouldn't dare to take a step forward; if they said kneel, they wouldn't even dare to raise their heads.

However, the warriors from the wild warrior, especially those from famous clans who were mixed in, were a bit hard to manage. One by one, they glared at the warriors from the Former Tian Family with untamed arrogance.

"Eight …" I am a warrior of Tuzo, Sakamoto Ryoma is my hometown, you dare to attack me? "My lord messenger, please accept my loyalty …"

"We are the warriors of the former Fukuoka Lord. Please test our courage and martial arts skills... Master, please give me the next chance! "

"We are the samurai of Prince Saeki... We are the warriors of Bear Benfan... "We are the warriors from An Yunlai …"

It was a mess like a market, but Dragon Lord was not moved at all. He knew that as long as he opened the door, he would not be able to stop the car. Oh, remember not to hurt them! "

"Ha …" Please, my lord messenger from the Venerate Nation, this way please … Qian Tianyongerlang! "Lead the troops to disperse them. Capture them on the spot if they resist …"

More than two hundred warriors from Former Tian Family ran out. The one leading the pack was a short and sturdy young man. He knelt down on one knee to receive the order, turned his head and rushed into the chaotic crowd.

"Let these soldiers experience the skills of a Radiant Knight …" Qian Tianyongerlang bellowed, and a group of people took out their training wooden sabers, rushing towards the hundred over warriors and started chopping them down.

Don't think that the wooden sabers used for training are not dangerous. This is similar to the principle of rubber rods used by the police in the future. If you hit them, it would cause excruciating pain. The entire troop was in chaos and wails could be heard everywhere.

The Former Tian Family did not kill them, and the warriors who were chasing after them did not dare to resist. Not to mention the Former Tian Family, who had a reputation of millions of stones, even if they had several tens of thousands of stones, they would not dare to retaliate if they wanted to beat them up.

They could only shout louder and louder, hoping that the Dragon Lord would show them some mercy and give them a chance. But the Dragon Lord did not, and only sighed in his heart before walking into the Jinze City with large strides.

When the door of the Jinze City slowly closed, the warriors outside quietened down. Qian Tianyongerlang kept his wooden blade and snorted at the group of warriors, who were beaten black and blue: "The minister in chief is merciful. He did not give you a conviction, but no one can disturb the lord, otherwise, we will definitely kill him."

In the crowd, a warrior who knew Yong Erlang shouted, "Yong Erlang! How many spots do you Former Tian Family wish to take? Are you the famous ones who seize all the opportunities? Can't you give us a chance? "All we want is a chance to show Wuyong to the Minister …"

Qian Tianyongerlang sighed: "Let's not talk about you guys anymore … …" Even I might not even get the chance to get one! "

A single sentence in exchange for silence from everyone. The amount of information revealed was too much. What did this mean? This meant that the direct descendant warriors were beginning to get their hands on the opportunity of this expedition. Could it be that the carefully trained direct descendant warriors of the various families were also optimistic about this expedition?

What Yong Erlang said was right. During the banquet that night, he could only serve as the guard of the corridor outside the banquet, and those warriors who were closer to the Patriarch could drink with the Lords sitting at the banquet.

Yong Erlang who stood on the veranda with his puppets watched as the maid carried the sake and delicacies over like flowing water. While he was exclaiming over the high standards of the banquet, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

thousand leaf net abalone, lobster lobsters, bluefin tuna, carbon roasted conch... There was even a strange type of meat that emitted a fragrance that most Japanese would not have smelled before.

"It's actually beef?" In order to welcome the minister, the lord had actually killed an ox? "He doesn't even care about the Mu Clan's injunction anymore. He really did make a killing move!"

What Yong Erlang said was not wrong. The Mu Clan had always forbade eating beef, and this ban was only repealed after the Minzhiweixin had completely westernized. In fact, the Japanese of this era had never smelled beef before.

He suddenly realized that the Lord had gathered all of the most beautiful women in the Jinze City together. Among them, two of the maids remembered sleeping with the former Tian Qingning, right? They were all given to the upper class to be chosen?

When Yong Erlang heard the cheerful singing and the singing coming from inside, he let out a long sigh and closed his eyes, thinking of nothing else. He knew that his chance had come.

Sadly, there were also the warriors from the Underworld of Jinze City. At first, there were more than a hundred people, but they had not left, but now, there were more than a dozen people gathering. They were gathered at the outskirts of the Jinze City.

The atmosphere was extremely tense. One of the warriors stood up and threw the firewood in his hand into the fire, shouting, "I thought the prime minister would give us justice, but now it seems that he's just a small marten. If I leave, I'll just become a bandit …"

The other warriors also stood up from the crowd. They drank a bowl of turbid wine and walked into the night with their bags.

Zhu Shanchou was one of the wild warrior who stayed behind. Inside his bag, there were obviously a few dried fish and rice ball s, but he was using his hands to dig out the wild vegetables on the ground and collecting them into the white and tender roots.

"I won't compromise, I definitely won't give up on this chance. I don't want to be a wild warrior my whole life, and even more so, I won't become a bandit … Mother and sister gave me all the food in the house as dry food for a long journey, and they used their lives to help me build the stage. I would rather graze on the grass, I want to chase after them … "

A handful of white and tender grass roots were stuffed into his mouth. The bitter taste caused Zhu Shanchou to become more and more clear-headed, and he knew that waiting here was useless.

Perhaps there were people who had the same thoughts as him. In the dark of the night, there were a few who would carefully make their way through the mountains. When faced with a difficult situation, there would always be a few who chose not to give up.

As the night grew darker, the Jinze City's banquet also reached its climax. After a few songs and dances, the warriors of the Former Tian Family began to perform a sumo wrestling performance during the feast. Everyone had sold out 120% of their strength, and they all hoped that the High Scholar would nod his head and give them a few more spots.

It was a pity that the fighting techniques of Japan did not enter the eyes of Dragon Lord. His wine was becoming more and more tasteless until he finally said something.

"When we first entered the city, where was the young man with the wooden sabre who led the team? Let him perform a bit of his Sword Truth! "

"Hiss …" Qian Tianyongerlang, who was on the corridor, subconsciously gasped, his eyes staring like an egg: "Could it be that the chance has come?"