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The sound of the wooden stick hitting the soil was very light, but there was no wind on this desolate high slope where even grass was not growing. The sound of the wooden stick hitting the ground was easily conveyed to Maodun's ears.

"Old Shaman."

Maodun opened his eyes and said respectfully.

After Touman's death, this old man led a group of tribes and Maodun to the north and hid in the snow and ice. But the advantages and disadvantages were caused. Although the old shaman could help Maodun avoid the infighting and persecution within the Huns when he was underage, the natural environment in the northern desert was extremely harsh, and there were tribes such as Hunyu, Qushe, Dingling, Gekun, and Xinli from time to time. Although these tribes were relatively weak compared to the Donghu of the Huns, they were quite powerful than the tribes led by the old shaman.

It was in such a harsh environment that the old shaman took Maodun, the future Hun Khan, wandered among the many major forces around him, while teaching Maodun to grow up. The old shaman grew older and his skin became wrinkled, like layers of chicken skin. The silver that was well maintained on his head was found to be in a trace of water and was extremely dry.

The old shaman walked to Maodun, looked at the shriveled wolf king, and sighed: "Since the death of Shanyu, I brought you to this desert with Shanyu, and it took me so long that I even forgot about it myself. However, I finally waited for this moment, the moment when you became the new wolf king."

"Old Shaman, I did it." Maodun's eyes were shining. When he said this, Maodun could not hide the excitement and joy in his tone. Although he had lived in this harsh environment for a long time, Maodun had already developed the maturity, keen and powerful hunter consciousness that he should have, which was not as mature, keen and powerful as a hunter, in front of the old Shaman, he still maintained the escape and immaturity that a young man should have.

"Yes, you did it, but this is just your first step toward the greatest wolf king." The old shaman Rubing's words made Maodun calm down immediately. No, it was not so calm, but rather a kind of helplessness after being splashed with cold water.

After glanced at Maodun, who was a little indifferent to interest, the old shaman then took two steps forward and said, "Yes, you have done what others have never done to be able to hunt this wolf king. Even if the warriors that I, the Great Huns, have always been respected, you will die no less than you. But you are still just a lone wolf."

"Lone Wolf?" Mao Dun asked in confusion. The expression on his face at this moment was no different from the expressions of those innocent children in the school when they heard the teacher introduce this strange world. They were excited, curious, and full of curiosity.

The old man looked at Maodun again. The young man in front of him had a coexistence of strength and simplicity, and it was indeed a good piece of rough jade.

"That's right, the lone wolf. The reason why the wolf is powerful is not based on itself, but on its numerous companions to form a wolf pack and sweep across the land. Only when the wolf is hugged into a group and becomes a wolf pack can it be truly powerful. The reason why you can hunt this wolf king is also waiting for the moment when it separates from the wolf pack. When a wolf king leaves his own wolf pack, it is no different from the ordinary beasts in the desert. No matter how fierce it is, it is not an invincible existence."

Maodun nodded, "I understand, you mean, you want me to find my own wolf pack."

"You are indeed very smart." The old shaman nodded with relief, "The positions of hunters and prey on the grassland will change at any time, and the Touman back then were like this. And you have to be a hunter, not a prey. Beside you, there are tribes such as Hunyu, Qushing, Dingling, Gekun, and Xinli. After that, there are our own tribe, the Hunnu, and the powerful Donghu. These preys are waiting for you to conquer. Only by subduing these wolf on the grassland as much as possible under your command can you face the huge, unparalleled enemy in the south, our destiny opponent."

"Qin State." Mao Dun recited this name slightly, but the expression on his face was a little cold.

"Yes, Qin State." The old shaman looked at the desolate scenery ahead and said, "The revelation of the Kunlun God began to become blurry. The distant trajectory that the Great Huns, whom the Kunlun God originally prophecies, was becoming increasingly dimmer because of his arrival. The tribes were scattered and their power declined, and the Huns had become increasingly weaker and weaker."

"Ying Ziyi, the 14th prince of Qin."

"Yes, but he has now become the crown prince of Qin. Whether it is to your father Touman or you, Ying Ziyi is a demon who may bring us the Huns into destruction. It is you, an enemy that cannot escape in your destiny. Although, this does not mean that my Great Huns will be destroyed because of this. Because you will be the greatest wolf king of my Great Huns, who will bring my Great Huns into a strong man with one hand."

At this time, the sound of horse hooves rumbled above the desert.

A team of hundreds of people came from the distant sky and gradually approached here. The old shaman was still motionless. "Qin is powerful, but it is not a trace of flaw. Because of the danger, it often comes from the inside."

"Old Shaman, what does this mean?" In Maodun's eyes, the empire that annexed other countries and possessed a vast territory was undoubtedly powerful.

"There are countless wolves on the grassland, but there are often only one king in the mountains. The power of that empire is not something we can match. But remember, unity is the only advantage we can defeat the southern enemies."

"I understand, old shaman." Maodun nodded and wrote down the sentence.

"Your most devout servant, please see your master." The hundreds of horses came to the slope, jumped down from the horse, and said to the old shaman.

These people were all the old shamans gathered by their own prestige and means to protect Maodun. They were all like the personal property of the old shamans.

The old shaman threw his crutch aside and shouted to the people under the slope: "Now, the most powerful wolf king of the Great Huns, we are looking forward to, has been born. From now on, you will only have one master, and that is, he, the sacred man. Our supra plow is the sacred man. "

After saying that, the old shaman knelt beside Maodun and bent down low.

"Your most devout servant sees the pulpi Gutu Shanyu." The crowd roared and thundered, and Maodun was full of passion at this moment.

"Let's go south." Maodun clasped his fists tightly, his eyes lit up, "Ying Ziyi, I'm here."

Run! Maodun, it is not me who tempers you, but this most magnificent world. You are the person chosen by God, and will eventually bring me the unprecedented strength of the Great Huns. Looking at Maodun's back, the old shaman said secretly.

....

"Ah, Ah, Ah." Ying Ziyi didn't know what was going on, but he kept sneezing recently.

The water in the Mogui Pond is mined from the underground, and this water source system maintains the operation of the entire municipal city. When Mozi included the nearby mountains into the sphere of influence, he built such a fortress. After hundreds of years of exploration by Mo family disciples, a city has gradually formed, a city that can survive and cultivate tens of thousands of people.

In the world of happiness, the four great Song Wens are still engraved in front of the Mogui Pond. To build this external demon realm means that the defense of this entire mechanic city is enough to withstand any attack from any country.

This is true. With the internal and external defenses created by the Mohist arts and the complex terrain around the Mohist city, even any country among the seven heroes of the Warring States Period cannot capture the Mohist city with its own strength. The steep rock walls, dense reefs and unpredictable sea of ​​clouds outside the Mohist city are enough to stop the princes who have coveted the huge wealth of the Mohist family.

Jiguan City has never been captured by any princes of any country, which is the origin of Yan Dan's confidence. The same is true now. Even if the Qin army outside can finally successfully cross the complex terrain and come to the core area of ​​Jiguan City, that is just the beginning.

The numerous obstacles are just the first level of defense of the Mohist school. The Mohist school is famous for its non-attack mechanism and is still good at defending. Its own base camp is naturally the top priority of defense. The Mohist school members have all their strength to defend. If the enemy attacks in, the layers of defense are enough to wipe out the confidence of any army, even if it is the Qin army that dominates the world.

However, this is just the most ideal state. The two armies face each other, especially in the battle to defend the city, are not the enemy's siege equipment such as chariots, catapults and siege towers, but spies that are hard to defend against.

Destruction? How to destroy? How to destroy better? This is indeed a problem.

Ying Ziyi, who was holding a thousand-ye in his arms, sighed leisurely and stood on the suspension bridge. As a big villain, Ying Ziyi, who is still part-time at Erwuzai and a dog spy, has a little difficult to carry out the work. The waterfall flows downstream, causing huge waves of water vapor. Underneath, huge gears are running endlessly, maintaining the operation of this city of machinery.

This power system is the power of the Mohist school and the most fragile place of the Mohist school.

Beside Ying Ziyi, Xiang Shaoyu and Jing Tianming stood on both sides of Ying Ziyi like two door gods. They hugged their shoulders and curled their lips, and they looked fierce and fierce, scaring many Mohist girls coming and going.

Since the incident on Zhuque in the Mechanism happened, Gao Yue has always tried her best to avoid the place where Ying Ziyi is.

"Isn't this the Emperor Xiong Xin of Chu?" Wei Bao said with a smile, and was about to step forward, as if he wanted to get along with

But Ying Ziyi ignored it. He stood with his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and looked serious.

Chicken Le Ming turned around, raised his head, opened his eyes wide, grinned, faced Wei Bao with a contemptuous attitude, and said, "Our boss said that he is thinking about life and has no time to pay attention to small people like you. Do you know? Just be aware of your feelings and leave quickly."

Chicken Le Ming waved his hand and drove Wei Bao away with an impatient look.

But, how good is Wei Bao's cultivation? Compared with this, Jing Tianming is like a stubborn stone hitting Mount Tai.

Jing Tianming wanted to push Wei Bao away, but the other party did not move at all.

"Shaoyu, come and help! This guy looks so thin, why is he so heavy?"

"..." Wei Bao looked helpless when Chicken Le Ming's words.

At this time, the little fat man could no longer put on airs and joined the ranks of fighting with Chicken Le Ming.

"Xiong Xin, where did you find these two people? So...well...loyal." Wei Bao really couldn't find a good adjective to describe the two guys Jing Tianming and Xiang Shaoyu, said.

"Survival? How to survive? How to survive better? This is indeed a problem." Ying Ziyi pondered slowly and waved his hand.

Ming and Xiaopang, who were still pushing Wei Bao, just now, let go of their hands and glanced at Wei Bao a few times. This guy who made them lose face in front of his boss returned to Ying Ziyi with a straight face.

"What are you talking about?" Wei Bao looked at Ying Ziyi with a puzzled look on his face.

Ying Ziyi did not answer, but his expression made Wei Bao very disobedient. This was a naked look of contempt, as if he was just talking about you, an uneducated thing.

In short, Wei Bao was very unhappy. He wanted to leave, but after thinking about it, he still held back.

This city is now in a turbulent situation. Outside the city, there are 50,000 Qin troops eyeing each other. No one knows when they will attack? In the city, all forces are gathered, the schools are complex, and each has its own goals, so it is difficult to form a consensus.

Yan Dan, the giant of the Mo family, is not a fool. Didn’t he know that the unpredictable consequences would have been caused by gathering these people together? At this moment, the Qin army besieged the city and the situation was critical. Yan Dan did not expect such a scene, but even so, Yan Dan still used his heavy profit to induce everyone to come. What is the important purpose of this?

Under such circumstances, Wei Bao urgently hopes to find an ally, and fortunately take the lead in the future situation. Although Ying Ziyi has never dealt with him, he has no big hatred because of forgetting his mistakes. In addition to the identity of the prince of Chu, this Highness Xiong Xin has become Wei Bao's ideal alliance target.

"I'll tell the truth! The reason I came this time was because Yan Dan promised to give me the military formation exercises and martial arts practiced by soldiers who had passed down from the Wu Qi army that were collected by the Mo family, as well as some famous soldiers and martial arts secrets suitable for my subordinates to practice and use. What about you? Why did you come to this mechanic city?"

Damn! It turns out that Yan Dan will give benefits to this city! No one told his brother! When Yan Dan invited him, I agreed so foolishly!

In Ying Ziyi's heart, at this moment, ten thousand grass mud horses were swelling past the Pampas prairie.

"Hmm!" Ying Ziyi coughed slightly and said, "I am here, and naturally I will not be greedy for small profits like you. I am here against violence for the sake of justice in the world, peace in the world, and health of the people."

"Brother said it well." The onlookers who were shameless and unaware of the truth (mainly referring to chicken legs Ming and Xi Chu Ba Pang) applauded.

“…” (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!