After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

Luo Feng quickly rushed in with several young slaves, all of whom had knives in their hands.

"Qingyang, Qinghe, quickly lead everyone to retreat to the back mountain."

At a critical moment, the young man's eyes flashed with an unusually firm and calm light, like a mountain standing in a storm.The slaves who stayed in the cave also had a backbone at this moment, helping each other to stand up.

"Young patriarch, we won't leave, we will fight with you!"

Someone yelled, and the slaves immediately echoed with enthusiasm, and even the sickness that had accumulated on their faces for many days was swept away.

"Yes, we want to be with the young patriarch! Where the young patriarch is, we will be there."

"The young patriarch said that he would take us back to Fu Yu, so he will not break his promise!"

"After 200 years, we can finally go home."

The high voices of the slaves gradually turned into choked sobs, and emotions of fanaticism, excitement, and countless bitterness and sorrow spread in everyone's heart.Regardless of men, women, young or old, everyone is like a bird that has finally broken its shackles, wishing to flap its wings and rush into the rain curtain to soar and sing.

"I understand everyone's thoughts."

The young man's firm and powerful voice sounded again.

"I know that you are all Fu Yu's goshawks and fierce tigers, but you have not recovered from the plague and your physical strength, and the goshawks with broken wings cannot compete with wolves. If everyone drags their sick bodies and wolves A head-on confrontation with iron cavalry will only increase unnecessary sacrifices. If everyone still trusts me, the young patriarch, then everything will be arranged by me—"

Luo Feng's voice paused because he saw the long spirit who had just come out of the small cave.

The young man's cloak was tightly wrapped, and only a pair of black eyes were still exposed outside, looking at him wetly, like a small beast seeking the protection of its lair in the jungle at night.

"Thank you for reminding me." Luo Feng's heart was a little hot again, he looked at Chang Ling, and his eyes seemed to be burning with charcoal. "The cavalry at the bottom of the mountain really sneaked up at night. Fortunately, we had already placed the spirit crossbow at the commanding heights, so we were able to repel the opponent's first round of attack in time, so that we would not be helpless to fight back."

"You don't have to be afraid, come back to Fuyu with us, Fuyu will be your home in the future."

Luo Feng didn't understand why, when he said these words, the burning heat from the tip of his heart almost overflowed his chest, and there was also an unprecedented hope for life in his heart.

Chang Ling's dark eyes brightened, and he asked timidly, "Can I really go with you?"

"Of course." Luo Feng smiled and nodded: "You are Fu Yu's benefactor."

"Young patriarch!" Qingyang standing behind raised his voice, looked at Chang Ling full of hostility and said, "Our Fu Yu has always forbidden foreigners to step in. Is this little fox a member of the fox tribe or sent by the wolf tyrant? Let him enter Fu Yu!"

The slaves who were originally in high spirits fell silent now, obviously thinking about this issue.

"Qingyang is right."

An elderly slave hunched over and coughed twice, said.

The female slave next to him retorted: "But this little fox has saved the lives of so many of us after all. In a critical moment, how can we leave him alone."

"Auntie's words are wrong."

Qingyang sneered, and said: "If he really came here to cure the plague for us, why did he refine dozens of medicines in a whole day, and now there are still many people who have not taken the medicines. Even those who have taken the medicines are still slightly ill. It’s just relief, he can’t even walk normally. I think he is clearly delaying time on purpose.”

"There are also those cavalrymen at the bottom of the mountain who clearly wanted to burn us to death during the day, but as soon as he came, they retreated out of the valley, and they were clearly with him. He approached us on the grounds of treating the plague and defrauded us of trust. Lowering our vigilance is mostly to find out the whereabouts of those weapons, so that we can cooperate with the cavalry at the foot of the mountain, kill all of our people, and take all the new weapons we developed into our pockets.”

Shi Shi angrily said: "Nonsense, if we are really with those rebels, why does our young master remind your young patriarch to put out the spirit crossbow to defend against the enemy?"

Qingyang said: "Who knows if you are afraid that you will not find them, so you deliberately tricked our young patriarch to take out both new crossbows."

"Blue sheep!"

Luo Feng frowned, and interrupted him coldly: "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense, young patriarch, you must not be fooled by this little fox's obedient appearance and sweet words, and everyone must not be fooled either."

Qingyang looked eagerly at the sick slaves: "Don't you think that those so-called pills that can cure the plague have no fundamental effect after taking them?"

The slaves looked at each other.The efficacy of medicine is a very mysterious thing that cannot be quantified.In normal times, it would not be a big deal for the pill to take a slower effect, but with Qingyang's embellishment, everyone will inevitably start to have self-doubt and doubts about the pill's effect.

Although the behavior of leaving the little fox alone is disgusting, if the werewolf spies are brought back to the clan because of a momentary soft-heartedness and negligence, the consequences and disasters will be immeasurable.

"In the past 200 years, the Fuyu people have endured too much suffering. Young patriarch, we can't take any more risks."

After a while, an older slave sighed and opened his mouth.

Everyone fell into silence again.

The shouts of killing were getting closer and closer, and the two spirit crossbows obviously couldn't stop the round after round of attacks by the mountain cavalry.Qingyang said urgently: "Young patriarch, we can't hesitate any longer, we must withdraw immediately."

The slaves didn't care about anything else, they picked up their weapons and belongings one after another, ready to rush out at any time.

Luo Feng's eyes still fell on Chang Ling, and he said decisively: "No, we Fuyu people can't do ungrateful things, we must bring him along—"

"But what evidence does the young patriarch have to prove that he is not a spy of the wolf clan!"

Luo Feng frowned fiercely: "Qingyang, do you really want to make trouble at this juncture?"

Qingyang said: "Young patriarch, I am not making trouble, I am thinking for Fu Yu. I will never forget how the iron cavalry of the wolf tribe destroyed my home and trampled on my parents and relatives. Did the young patriarch forget the old patriarch? How did he die? If he is a spy of the wolf clan, the opportunity we have waited for for 200 years will be destroyed in one fell swoop."

"I can attest."

Amidst the hustle and bustle, the youthful and youthful voice suddenly sounded.

All eyes were on the fox boy who had been silent all along.

The elder stretched out a hand from the cloak, rolled up a piece of blue sleeve and said, "I, like you, was also infected with the plague."

"I'm taking the same pill."

On the young man's skin as white as jade, there were indeed dots of red rashes, which were particularly glaring against the blue silk fabric.

"Young master!" Shitou opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and his eye sockets turned red.

When the young master was infected with the plague, he had no idea.

Luo Feng and all the slaves were also stunned.

Chang Ling tilted his head, looked at Luo Feng calmly and said, "I said before, I'm here to cure you of the plague. I'm following the order of the new king, and I'm holding the golden book and seal bestowed by the new king, not a traitor." military."

"Now that the Xinjun is defeated and the rebels are rebelling, they will neither let you off nor me. I really need your help to escape from Tianhuan. But the young patriarch can rest assured that Fu Yu is not my hometown, and I will not let you go." Step into Guibao's half step. As soon as I leave Tianhuan, I will leave you immediately."

"I just finished refining the fourth batch of pills. Since Fuyu people don't do ungrateful things, I will use this batch of pills in exchange for a way out of the city. What does the young patriarch think?"

Luo Feng's Adam's apple rolled violently: "I believe you, you really don't have to be like this."

Chang Ling said helplessly: "But your clansmen don't believe me, and you can't ignore your clansmen for me, not so few patriarchs."

The shock in Luo Feng's heart was beyond words.

He didn't understand why this little fox, who looked so helpless and helpless just now, could behave so calmly at such a critical moment of life and death.He didn't even care about the fact that he was suffering from the plague.

Even in the face of the "ungratefulness" of the clansmen, he was still not surprised or angry, and he could stand here calmly and negotiate terms and bargaining chips with them.

What kind of boy is this.

Those dark and beautiful jewel-like eyes should clearly be full of fear and panic.That was the reaction a little fox of this age should have.

"you--"

Luo Feng felt like a fire was burning in his chest, and just as he was about to speak, the entire cave, no, to be precise, the entire mountain, the entire slave field shook without warning!

Bursts of dull, loud sounds like thunder came from the depths of the ground, covering up all the sounds of wind, rain, thunder, and shouts of killing in an instant.

The only thing in everyone's ears was the tremor and loud noise caused by the heavy iron hoof stepping on the ground.

"This is not the iron cavalry at the foot of the mountain... this is the mysterious spirit cavalry!"

Luo Feng's complexion suddenly changed.

The faces of Shi Shi and Fu Yu also changed suddenly.

In just a split second, the fierce shouting outside had completely disappeared, and the slave field had returned to its initial silence. However, the strong smell of blood that suddenly filled the air was blown in by the night wind and cold rain.

The faces of the slaves were pale, and they all recalled the terrifying army that seemed to come out of hell, the terrifying army that broke through the strong city gate that Fuyu people spent nearly a thousand years of painstaking efforts to forge in just one night.

It turns out that 200 years have passed, and the fear lingering in people's hearts has not disappeared, but has become more and more profound.With just one introduction, they can immediately recall the bloody storm and the misery and despair of being crushed under the iron hooves.

"it's here!"

A remnant of night wolf cavalry rushed up, seeing that the slaves were all there, they raised their knives and chopped them down.

Luo Feng was about to lead Qingyang and others to greet him with their swords, when a red sword light suddenly cut down from the dark night sky, reflecting half of the sky in the color of blood.

Everyone was blinded by the strong fluctuating sword energy in the air, except Chang Ling.

Chang Ling tightly clenched the cuffs of the cloak with his fingers, and his black eyes quietly looked at the heroic figure in black clothes and black crown, who came like a god like a unicorn.

Zhaoyan's armor was covered with rainwater, and his handsome face was washed cold and white by the rainwater, obviously he came galloping all the way.Looking at each other, he suddenly approached, stretched out his arms and fished the long spirit onto the beast's back, stared at the little thing's beautiful eyes and asked, "Why, do you miss me?"

His tone was relaxed and casual, even a little teasing, as if they were really just like ordinary lovers, separated for a few days and reunited as scheduled at a certain agreed place.

Chang Ling pursed his lips tightly, unable to speak.

Zhao Yan seemed to appreciate his expression very much, looked him up and down, and said with a half-smile: "Look at you, it seems that you don't look forward to seeing me very much."

The situation once again took a shocking turn, and the Xuanling Iron Cavalry, who were undoubtedly defeated, unexpectedly fought back and won the final victory of the battle.Chu Yunfeng fled in embarrassment with Mrs. Jun and the remaining [-] rebels.

The slaves were a little guilty.

The little fox was ordered by the tyrant to cure them of the plague, and just now, to ensure nothing would go wrong, they planned to leave the little fox alone.

Now that the little fox has regained his backing, if he takes the opportunity to sue them in front of the tyrant of the wolf tribe, how will he deal with them with that tyrant's gloomy personality and cold-blooded and brutal style?

The slaves dare not think.

Chang Ling fixedly looked at Zhaoyan for a while, then said calmly: "Can you let me go first?"

Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows, but he really let go.

Chang Ling climbed down the beast's back, picked up the blue pills one by one from the ground, put them back into the porcelain bottle, walked over and handed them to Luo Feng, saying: "This is the fourth batch of pills, you haven't taken them yet Take the medicine for the patient."

Seeing this, Zhao Yan couldn't help but slightly raised his eyebrows.

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