"Sacrifice!"

Under the old man's pretending to be a god, Fang Yuan looked solemn, changed into a dress, and led Wei and other slaves to worship the empty Temple of Heaven.

The sky has no form, and the earth has no boundaries, so naturally there is no need to prepare any sculptures of gods.

Perhaps when the realm comes to the future and the understanding of heaven and earth is deeper, you can engrave two oracle bone inscriptions of "Heaven" and "Earth" on it, just like Zhen Yuanzi?

Fang Yuan was acting sternly, but he was thinking randomly.

Huh!

The fire blew into the sky and the breeze blew.

At this time, it was the time when the sky was about to dark. At the moment when the sacrifice ended, Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed and he looked south, feeling a slight palpitation: "It seems that something has changed!"

"Yuan, look!"

At this time, Wei next to him pulled Fang Yuan's arm and shook it hard: "In the sky..."

"Um?"

Fang Yuan looked up and saw a red sunset gathering, transforming into thousands of beautiful things, as if it was about to fall down.

"This is our sacrifice that God has recognized!"

The old priest's face turned red and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "This is the glory of our tribe!"

"Thank you Tiandi!"

Everyone saluted again, especially the leaders and warriors of several other foreign tribes, who seemed to be shocked by this scene and looked in disbelief.

‘No!’

Looking at the awe-inspiring and joyful eyes, Fang Yuan was also speechless: "Why did I play with things casually... come true? No! It is impossible. If I had 100,000 people and led the sacrifices to the world, I might be able to sense it. But at present, when children play houses, who would take it seriously?'

"Unless, what is the impact...the south changes?"

Fang Yuan touched his chin and pointed to the old man: "This is the revelation God has given us. I order you to start divining good and bad luck immediately!"

"promise!"

The old man bowed solemnly, and no longer had the previous pretending to be a ghost. Instead, he really had a bit of solemnity. He threw a turtle shell into the bonfire and began to pray.

The sky is round and the back of the turtle is raised, which is the sky! The belly is flat, which is the earth! Therefore, it can communicate with the sky and the earth, which is a divination object.

The flames burned out, and the priest looked solemnly, took out the tortoise shell from the ashes, and carefully looked at the pattern in the shape of the "Bu" on it.

"By the great clan leader!"

The old priest bowed down with a provocation: "According to God's revelation, the south is in great danger! We are very lucky!"

'Depend on!'

Fang Yuan's eyes widened: "Success! Have you become a formal priest?"

"Yes, great lord!"

Lao Cheng's head knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground, and his eyes were filled with tears: "Just the moment when I was worshiping the world just now, I felt the endless and vast glory and gained the power of my ancestors... The omnipotent God told me that you are the destined God of our clan and will lead our clan to glory!"

"Yuan!"

"Yuan!"

"Yuan!"

Many slave warriors cheered together, and even the tribes of Baishan, Heishui and Xuandu were shouting.

During this wave, the faces of the three tribal leaders were extremely ugly for a moment, and they had to grit their teeth and squeeze out their smiles: "Great leader Yuan, we are willing to surrender to your feet. The three hundred warriors you requested will come to you immediately and wait for the order!"

"good!"

Fang Yuan agreed, his face still looked a little embarrassed.

‘What is this? Make a fake come true?’

...

With the success of offering sacrifices to heaven, and the awe of the ancestors at this time, Fang Yuan's rule became stable.

On the second day, three hundred people promised by the tribes arrived, gathering their original slaves, forming an army of one thousand people, and starting training.

With strong force deterrence, all matters immediately got on track, and there were more savages from all over the country, so Fangshan gradually developed.

Fang Yuan just spent some energy to pay attention and no longer cared about specific matters, but instead handed them over to the girl Wei.

Anyway, this small fiefdom management is just a fun strategy game for him, and the strength it can provide is limited.

And as time goes by, news from the south continues to spread here.

"The Jiuli tribe raised an army, and with Zheng as its leader, he sent out a large army of 50,000, and destroyed the Zhuri tribe in three days?"

"The four regions of Daxia are unstable, and rebellions have occurred in the Kuoyi tribe in the West, the Sangjie tribe in the East, and the Hule tribe in the North?"

"The demon races are rising everywhere, re-enacting the great disaster of floods and destruction, but the scope is limited to Daxia?"

...

Fang Yuan picked a blue berries and put them in his mouth. When he bit his teeth, sweet and sour juice suddenly filled the water, which merged with the mellow flesh. The taste was very good: "The natural disasters and man-made disasters are all together!"

If most other people encounter this, it is inevitable that they will be severely damaged by internal and external troubles, and perhaps there will be disasters of national destruction.

But for Daxia, it is just a small fur problem. If the hidden hidden dragon guard does not take action.

"Yuan! You still have the heart to eat here!"

Wei Feng ran in with great enthusiasm: "As the Fengjun of Xia, you will definitely be summoned when the war comes together!"

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Yuan picked up another string of cranberries: "How is our army training? And... the Greek fire is ready?"

"As you said, five people are used as units, five men and ten men are appointed by the soldiers themselves, and ten centuries are appointed by us. They are treated differently... There are also Greek fires, which have been tested and can indeed burn on water and are difficult to extinguish. A team of 100 men is specially drawn to take charge of this weapon!"

Wei said, looking eager to try.

"Your Majesty! The messenger of Xia State has arrived!"

At this time, the priest Lao Cheng led an envoy from Xia Kingdom. The envoy was wearing black clothes and was in a hurry, obviously very urgent. When he saw Fang Yuan, he immediately presented the domino in his hand.

"Well, Xia Wangxi ordered me to send troops immediately, first join the northern legion, defeat Hule's army, and immediately support Yangcheng! Of course... I am the head coach!"

Fang Yuan looked at the oracle bone inscriptions on the bone plate.

In fact, there is also a divine thought of the dream master, which brought him more information and missions.

"Although these thousand soldiers are new training, there is no time left. Let them immediately set up and prepare to set off!"

"Well, I'll go too! I'll go too!"

Wei shouted with her hands raised.

"Okay, you go too, but it's limited to Hule's tribe, so don't go to Yangcheng!"

Fang Yuan nodded and made a decision.

...

North of Great Xia.

At this point, the terrain suddenly became wide and flat, and as far as you can see, low shrubs and grasslands can be seen everywhere.

On the plump grassland, a tribe appeared, with more than 100,000 people, herds of cattle and sheep, and was scattered in black. At this time, it was pulling out its tent and moving to the south.

"Our Hule tribe was also an ally of Xia at the time. Why did we have to obtain such barren land as the northern grassland after conquering Jiuzhou?"

"Not only can't grow food, but many tribe members will also freeze to death every winter! All of this is the fault of the Xia tribe!"

"Not bad, so we're going to the south and rob them all!"

...

"Haha, great Shepherd Lord, look, your people are yearning for everything in the south!"

In the leading horse team, a man wrapped in a black robe laughed in a low voice, as if two green flames were shot out in his cloak.

"Don't worry, since we have agreed to form an alliance, our Hule tribe will definitely not betray the covenant!"

The chief peasant of the Hule tribe looked only in his forties, with slightly frosty temples and a very rosy complexion.

"Please rest assured that as long as you fulfill the agreement, we will definitely hand over all the land north of Yangcheng to you!"

The man in black robe said happily.

After a while, Mu waved his hand and rushed forward.

"Mu...I never question your decision, but this time the entire tribe went south and competed with the Xia people... it was really, too risky!"

As soon as he rode to his side, the old man above said heavily.

"Our shaman sacrificed to the blue sky and got a great result... What are you worried about this time?"

When Mu said this, he smiled mysteriously, like a wolf: "I know that no matter Jiuli, Xia, or Sangjie or even other tribes in the south, they are actually our enemies... Hehe... All the land north of Yangcheng is delivered, we don't need it! The people of our Hule tribe are born as a nation on horseback, and we only need the grassland!"

As a hero, he had already clearly felt a cultural difference, and he had no idea of ​​joining the order of the Xia Kingdom. He just wanted to keep it and protect this very important thing.
To be continued...