The shaman who spread wisdom

Transporting over nine thousand slaves on the road would be difficult even for the elite Guirong Clan, who would find it hard to march quickly.

Not to mention, although the Guirong Clan was the elite force of the Guifang Kingdom, only a few dozen of its scouts had mounts.

Because the Guifang Kingdom did not possess the skill of large-scale animal taming.

Those black beasts only chose to join the Guirong Clan because of the blessings of the Gods of the Five Directions.

With these two factors combined, the Guirong Clan's marching speed, if not a hundred li a day, could only be described as snail-paced.

Fortunately, the Guirong Clan had already captured enough slaves this time, so they were not in a hurry to speed up their march.

On the contrary, Muzheng intentionally or unintentionally reorganized the formation, making the originally loose formation more aggressive.

This was the consistent practice of the Guirong Clan, or rather, the Guifang Kingdom.

When faced with truly formidable enemies, they often resort to using lowly slaves to deplete the enemy's manpower.

The Guirong Clan's true main force would only launch a fierce attack when they discovered an opening in the enemy's defenses, breaking through the enemy's lines with overwhelming force.

This also shows that the young Muzheng clearly did not underestimate the strength of Gao Village Town.

After all, Gao Village Town must be hiding some secret to be able to occupy a place in these Hundred Lands Mountain Range.

"What do you think... is it that makes them this hub?"

Although Muzheng did not mention the name of Gao Village Town, You Chong immediately understood the meaning behind his words.

"They have no gods, no priests, not even warriors..."

"How did it become a hub connecting villages of all sizes within a radius of hundreds of miles?"

Without waiting for You Chong, Muzheng continued talking to himself.

"Is it merely the sorcerer's prestige? Or his laughable wisdom?"

His eyes made no attempt to hide his disdain; Muzheng, born in the Guifang Kingdom, believed only in strength.

"Perhaps... it's related to that witch from a thousand years ago?"

After a moment's hesitation, You Chong finally voiced his guess.

"I heard that the witch from a thousand years ago chose to settle in this area, perhaps her power continues to protect this place?"

However, upon hearing You Chong's explanation, Muzheng suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha, so you believe in those kinds of legends too?"

"That's just a legend, a legend that sounds utterly ridiculous!"

"A witch from the Central Continent Plains, leading her tribe across most of the Central Continent, just to settle in this remote, godforsaken place?"

"If this legend is true, then what about the witch's tribe?"

"That was a powerful tribe that could span most of the Central Continent. Even if it were extinct, it couldn't possibly be as obscure as it is now, could it?"

After giving a positive conclusion, Muzheng looked at You Chong and said.

"From now on, try to avoid going outside the city. Those stories circulating among other tribes and Mountain Folk are ultimately just baseless tales."

Just then, a commotion broke out at the front of the column.

The scout at the front gave a shout, followed by the weeping of the slaves.

Grandma... my father and mother are both dead...

"Those damned Guifang, they killed my whole family!"

"My sister... my sister died so tragically..."

"My mother was fed to wild animals just because she coughed once..."

"And my younger brother, he's only eight years old. He just wanted to rest because he couldn't walk anymore, but they dragged him until his bones were all out..."

It was as if they had found a breakthrough.

The slaves, who had been deathly silent, began to wail and weep.

Opposite the slaves, a hunched-over, aged old woman silently listened to their wails, her expression heavy and speechless.

So, when Muzheng and You Chong arrived at the front of the group, this was the scene they saw.

"Are you the shaman from Gao Village Town?"

Squinting at the old woman not far away, Muzheng kicked over a slave who was still crying next to him.

The slave was already exhausted, and now, after being kicked over by the Muzheng, he fainted on the spot.

Upon seeing this, one of the slaves suddenly sprang into action and lunged at the Muzheng with reckless abandon.

This time, Muzheng didn't even need to make a move; You Chong, who was standing next to him, had already drawn the long sword from his waist.

Swish!

A flash of light, and a head rolled to the ground.

You Chong, expressionless, sheathed his long sword again.

It was as if I had just been chopping vegetables rather than killing someone.

This kind of indifference stemming from human nature cannot be cultivated through upbringing.

Ordinary people wouldn't be this calm even when killing a chicken, let alone killing a creature that looks exactly like them and can talk.

"Guifang..."

Witnessing all of this unfold, the old woman's expression grew even more somber.

"Who I am is not important; what matters is whether you know where you are about to set foot."

Trying her best to ignore the horrific conditions of the slaves, the old woman looked up at Muzheng and questioned him.

"This is the Hundred Lands Mountain Range, not the territory of your Guifang Kingdom."

"Your actions will anger the spirits of the mountains, and even the gods of the hundred lands..."

"By then, even the Gods of the Five Directions will not be able to protect you!"

The old woman's words weren't exactly righteous, but the warning in them was unusually strong.

Because what she said was the truth. In this world where gods truly exist, the high-ranking rulers of the Guifang Kingdom are not absolute and unrestrained overlords.

"Hundred Lands Mountain Range?"

A faint hint of mockery appeared on Muzheng's face as he spoke calmly.

Thirty years ago, the Tufang Kingdom was not even part of the Guifang Kingdom's territory...

"But what about now? The land of the Tufang Kingdom has long since become our territory, and their subjects have become our slaves."

"Power is the truth of this world!"

"This was true thirty years ago, and it will be true thirty years from now!"

Hearing Muzheng's arrogant remarks, the old woman's expression actually relaxed a bit.

"Might makes right, that's a very true statement..."

Although she was still hunched over, the old woman at this moment gave people a solemn and dignified feeling, like a mountain.

"But have you truly grasped the truth?"

As she spoke, a visible surge of Yuan Qi appeared around the old woman.

The surge of primordial Yuan Qi was so immense that the earth trembled, as if a true Divine Descent.

Rumble...

The continuous small earthquakes, spreading from near to far, quickly caused panic throughout the Guirong Clan's army.

Those battle-hardened Guirong Clan were alright.

They are an elite force trained by the Guifang Kingdom, and some of their strongest members have even fought against gods.

But the much larger number of slaves had never seen such a scene before, and they were immediately thrown into complete chaos.

Monthly Pass / Recommendation Pass