s place. Only then can we ensure the peace of this world!"In the fading words, the old man's form gradually blurred until he vanished without a trace.Thus, this place, the Nine Races Prison, used to i...The appearance of Ao Yongfeng was within Ao Qinglan's expectations.
Even Ah Qing knew that the reason why people like Ah Kun and Kou Qing dared to act so recklessly, disregarding military regulations, and provoking and humiliating Yi Zheng and others was because Ah Yong Feng was backing them up.
As for the matter between Huang Yongfeng and Jiang Yun, Huang Qinglan had already learned about it after returning to the Hui people.
To be honest, from beginning to end, it was all Aoyong Feng's instigation.
Although they knew this, when they saw Huang Yongfeng and Huang Qinglan, they chose to remain silent.
Because within the tribal system, military and political power are separated.
Although the chieftain is the highest leader, the old man who commands the millions of troops also possesses extremely high authority.
Especially, there are rumors that the Elder and the Chieftain are at odds with each other in terms of ideas and feelings. Both want to replace the other, so Huang Qinglan is very aware that Huang Yongfeng, as the first General under the Elder, is deeply favored by him.
His appearance represents the old and withered, while I represent the chieftain.
If one were to truly disregard propriety and argue with Huang Yong now, it is highly likely that the conflict would escalate into a confrontation between the chieftain and Elder Huang.
Such a result, is not something I can bear alone.
After a moment of silence, Huang Qinglan spoke in a calm tone: "So it's General Huangjiang here. I was just speaking the truth. If you, General Huangjiang, are unhappy with what I said, perhaps you should investigate Jiangyun's actions in the Barbaric World yourself and see if what I said is true!"
"Now is a time of great comparison, we should each best manage our own people, lest outsiders laugh at us."
"Let's talk about this after the big match is over!"
"Haha! Alright, I will investigate the matter of Gingercloud myself."
A-Yong suddenly burst into laughter, but his smile held a hint of murderous intent. He coldly glanced at Yi Zheng and the others and said, "As for you lot, I hope you can still be alive until after the competition. Now get lost and go rest. I'll leave it to you to clean up this mess later!"
"Trash!"
Huang Kun and Kou Qing, along with everyone else, coldly threw that sentence at Yi Zheng and the others before following behind the boisterous Huang Yongfeng, turning around and leaving in a grand manner. This left Yi Zheng and the others, though filled with anger, helpless.
Hu Qinglan sighed again, glanced at Yi Zheng with sympathy, and whispered, "This is a very difficult time. You all try to endure as much as possible and don't give Huang Yongfeng any handle. Otherwise, even Huang Yu won't be able to save you!"
After finishing his words, Huāng Qīnglán also turned and left.
Even though she was the tribal chief's disciple, in this chaotic army, there was no way she could do anything to Huang Yongfeng.
Being able to speak up for Yi Zheng and the others is already the most she can do.
Although Yi Zheng and Mo Fan were grateful to Huang Qinglan, the entire team of 10,000 Wilderness Soldiers were trembling with anger.
They have always been through thick and thin. When Yi Zheng and Mo Fan were humiliated and beaten, they naturally felt the same pain and couldn't swallow their anger.
At this moment, they miss Jiang Yun even more.
Especially Yi Zheng and the two understood that in the initial chaotic world, if it were any other Wilderness Guardian, they would have long since disregarded their lives. But Jiang Yun was willing to risk his own life to protect them both.
Then if Ginger Cloud was here now, she would definitely not let us suffer this humiliation for nothing!
It's a pity that Ginger Cloud has no idea where she is.
This little storm just passed quietly, without attracting much attention at all.
Next, as the draw came to a close, the 100 teams also proceeded to their respective rest areas according to the order of the draw, awaiting the arrival of their time on stage.
The match has finally begun!
I have to say, this kind of attack and defense war conducted by teams of thousands is still very watchable.
Not to mention outsiders, even many indigenous people rarely have the opportunity to see it.
After all, the training of the barbarian army was completely closed-off.
Therefore, everyone present is now watching intently as the two armies of 20,000 clash below!
This kind of competition is similar to the game that Jiang Yun and Mo Fan used to play. It tests the commander's ability to deploy troops and their subordinates' ability to adapt and cooperate.
Just as Yi Zheng had told Jiang Yun before, in such a grand competition, individual strength was no longer too important. What mattered was the collective power.
From the stands, voices of surprise and admiration would occasionally erupt. Some young foreigners even couldn't help but cheer loudly.
This time's grand competition, due to its importance, although the leader of the Wilderness Tribe, Arahun Yan, was not present, the true commander of the million strong army, Arah Lao, along with the tribe's priests and the young chieftain, Arahtu, all came.
As for the reactions of outsiders, both the upper and lower echelons of the tribe were naturally very pleased.
Even they were well aware that among these spectators were members of the Temple of Deicide, and this was one reason why they decided to make the process of the grand competition public.
Let the God-Slayer's Temple, and all those who harbor ambitions towards the Wild Tribe, see the might of the Wild Tribe. Let them be too afraid to provoke the Wild Tribe again.
Above the platform, a hundred wild troops were also fully focused on watching the competition of other teams on stage.
Especially some sharp-eyed and experienced veterans, were quickly analyzing their squad's deployment and strategies for when they went into battle.
As for Yi Zheng and the others, they were all listless and dejected, with their heads bowed. None of them were interested in watching the competition on stage.
They now want their team to go on stage and compete as soon as possible. Once the elimination is over, they can leave this place and avoid being humiliated.
However, they didn't want their team competition to arrive.
Because just now, Ahong said very clearly, during the competition, that Ahkun would definitely go all out against them!
As a member of the savage tribe, I don't have to worry about myself, but all these people are just savage slaves.
Even though it would be impossible for the desolate wasteland to kill everyone, wanting to take advantage of the competition time to kill a few people would still be very easy.
For example, if it was Yi Zheng and Mo Fan who were killed, then they must have been his targets!
Huang Kun, leading a thousand elite soldiers, sat deliberately close to Yi Zheng and his companions, as if to prevent their escape. His eyes constantly scanned their direction, and the murderous intent on his face was no longer concealed!
"What can I do"
Mo Fan quietly transmitted a voice to Yi Zheng, asking him something.
After going through things in the wilderness, their relationship was practically unshakable, and naturally they were even more closely united at this moment.
A ruthless glint appeared in Yi Zheng's eyes as he said, "If not, I'll tell the brothers that during the grand competition, we'll use the formation taught by Elder Jiang. We won't listen to that Aoneng's orders!"
According to Ginger Cloud's teachings, this formation was the only way he could possibly survive.
And he also believed that the power of the Nine Blood Chain Formation was several times stronger than the formations they usually practiced under Huang Ning's guidance, and it might even be able to defeat Huang Kun and the others!
Mo Fancheng slightly frowned and said, "Disobeying the orders of Marshal Hu'e is a true violation of military regulations. I don't care much about it myself, but if it implicates other brothers, that wouldn't be good."
Yi Zhengmian forced a wry smile and said, "I'm worried about this very point. So unless I go on stage, I have to forfeit, otherwise there's no way at all!"
Mo Fan shook his head. "Forfeiting requires the Wilderness Guard Commander to order it, but judging by Huang Ning's appearance, even though he knows he can't win, he definitely won't concede defeat right away."
After all, this is the only opportunity he has to show himself now!
Yi Zheng sighed heavily and said, “Then we can only leave it to fate!”
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