Chapter 1174

A few outside guests came to buy horses, and Axun completed the deal smoothly. On his way back, he sighed subconsciously.

Before leaving, his father said he would be back in a few days.

But the Ying people waited for more than a month, and the clan leader did not appear.

An uneasy atmosphere began to spread in the clan. Axun tried his best to appease them, but his prestige was not enough to convince the crowd, and he had to deal with all the big and small affairs in the clan, often busy until dawn without closing his eyes.

Now he finally understands how heavy the responsibility his father bears is, and how laborious it is to sit in this position.

On this day, the Yao Nation envoy came again to distribute new tasks.

This time the task was very direct:

Assassination.

A leader of opinion recently emerged in the south, often traveling around, advocating for various nations to join hands to resist the Yao people again.

In the words of the Yao Nation envoy, it is "bewitching the public with evil words."

But the people of various nations bought into this set, and were always incited by him to be hot-blooded.

This person accumulated prestige among the people, was called the "National Teacher," and also received courtesy from the monarchs of several nations. It is said that in the palace of a certain nation, he talked deeply with the monarch for three days and three nights, which shows he won the monarch's heart.

The Yao Nation of course cannot sit idly by.

"My King often says that lies cannot replace hope." The Yao envoy explained in his usual arrogant tone, "You just break this false hope for my King!"

The Yao Nation requires that this assassination be disguised as a robbery by wandering bandits.

Upon hearing this, the second uncle was furious: "This is unreasonable. For a person of such prestige, why doesn't the Yao Nation do it itself, but wants us to kill? If we really kill him, we won't be able to hold our heads up on the Flash Gold Plain from now on. No, we won't do this!"

"Who do you think you are?" The Yao envoy said in a strange tone, "Is the Ying clan decided by you?"

The second uncle looked at Axun, who hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and said: "The clan leader is not here, now it's decided by me. We won't..."

"We can take it!" A familiar voice came from outside the door, "But what conditions will the Yao Nation offer?"

The clan leader is back.

Axun was overjoyed: "Father!"

The second uncle was stunned: "What did you say? Such a shameless task, you want to take it too?"

The clan leader strode over, his shoulders and back as straight as a javelin. Before the person arrived, the strong wind arrived first, pressing back the rest of the second uncle's words.

"That kind of person pulls chestnuts from the fire and dances on the tip of a knife; something will go wrong sooner or later." The clan leader said coldly, "If we don't make a move, others will do it. The Yao Nation won't let him go. So let's be pragmatic, we help him get what he wants, and he helps us get what we want!"

This last sentence was said to his younger brother.

Axun's second uncle wanted to refute, but his elder brother's gaze was like a fierce tiger, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour, staring at him until his hands and feet were a little numb, and he couldn't speak for a while.

This is too unusual; he is also a warrior who has been through hundreds of battles.

The Yao envoy immediately said: "Seventy thousand shi of grain. There is a crop failure everywhere this year, and grain is very expensive."

"Are you sending away a beggar?" The clan leader sneered, "After we finish this job, the debt owed to the Yao Nation will be written off! In addition, from now on, who the Red Valley horses are sold to will be decided by us, no need for the Yao Nation to flip it in the middle! You take my words back, if the Yao Nation agrees, we will do it; otherwise, you can invite someone else!"

After his father appeared, Axun retreated.

Mengmeng leaned over and asked in a low voice: "How much money do we owe the Yao Nation?"

"At first it was one hundred and forty thousand taels." Axun still knew this account very clearly, "By now it is already three hundred and fifty thousand taels."

In five or six years, the total amount has more than doubled.

Mengmeng was so shocked that her mouth couldn't close: "Ha? This, didn't you calculate wrong?"

Axun said bitterly: "It is indeed calculated according to interest."

The Yao Nation didn't calculate a penny wrong for them, but the interest itself is high!

"The Yao Nation has always made money this way. We want to fight, other nations want to fight, so we have to borrow money from it; after fighting, we have to start paying back the money."

When fighting, everyone's butt is on fire, so they have to borrow no matter how high the interest rate is.

And the Yao Nation's ability lies in being able to really collect debts; no one dares to owe money and not pay it back.

"Do both sides of the war have to borrow money from it?"

"Usually. Who makes the Yao Nation the richest?" Alo said again, "Besides money, there are weapons, grain, soldiers' armor, etc. As for the Yao Nation's usury, I only heard that the Giant Deer Nation paid it off."

The Ying people had long been breathless under this heavy debt. If they couldn't pay back the money, they had to do some shady or heaven-defying things for the Yao Nation to pay off the debt.

Mengmeng said hatefully: "These vampires!"

The envoy on that side was shocked and widened his eyes: "Are you crazy?"

The Ying people have always been sent by them like dogs, did they take the wrong medicine this time?

The clan leader pulled open the scabbard at his waist, and the cold murderous aura rushed straight to the Yao Nation envoy opposite.

The latter retreated two steps in a row and shouted: "What are you doing!"

"Is this matter decided by you?" The clan leader pointed outside the door, "Get out and pass the message!"

The Yao envoy didn't dare to linger, slipped out, and only dared to turn back and glare at him after walking more than ten feet away.

He really couldn't make the decision, so he could only go back and report to the Yao King.

After he left, the interior of the Ying people exploded.

The second uncle said angrily: "After this job is done, can we still have a foothold on the Flash Gold Plain?"

"Whether we can have a foothold depends on our strength!" The clan leader turned to face him, his tone cold, "Back then, the Luodian Nation also abandoned the alliance; why is their life much better than ours, and no one dares to blame them?"

He said the truth, and the clansmen looked at each other.

The Luodian Nation and the Ying people turned against each other back then, but for so many years, only the Ying people have been squeezed out by the surroundings, and received cold eyes and sanctions from neighboring nations. Although the Luodian Nation's reputation is not good, they do business as usual and live their lives as usual, as if they were not greatly affected.

Making the same mistake, why is the treatment different? This is also something the Ying people have been indignant about for many years.

"Isn't that because the Luodian Nation's military power is stronger than theirs, and their people and horses are stronger than theirs? They can't beat the Luodian Nation, so they come to find the Ying people to vent their anger!" The clan leader spat on the ground, "Damn world, stupid people who look down on others! If we become strong ourselves, the surroundings naturally won't dare to say a word of 'no' to us!"

"How many heaven-defying things has the Yao Nation done over the years, does anyone dare to point at its nose and scold it?" He sneered again, "As long as we get rid of the debt and can freely buy and sell horses, why worry about not being rich and strong? By then, whoever dares to point fingers at us, we will chop off all his hands and feet!"

This speech was sonorous and powerful, making the clansmen hot-blooded.

Yes, whoever has the bigger fist is reasonable; this is the survival rule of the Flash Gold Plain! The second uncle frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't bring it up for a while.

Only Axun looked at his father with worry.

His father was more fierce and irritable than before. Although what he said seemed reasonable, Axun knew very well where he had been.

Finally, the clan elder also came out and said: "Everyone, don't be impatient. The conditions offered by the clan leader are not low; the Yao Nation may not agree."

Upon hearing this, the Ying people were a little disappointed instead.

After the clansmen dispersed, the father and son returned to their residence. Axun looked around and only dared to ask his father when there was no one: "Did you get it?"

The clan leader showed a proud look: "Of course!"

He took a step back, and his whole body was suddenly covered by a black scale armor, from head to toe, revealing only his neck and face.

This armor appeared abruptly, and Axun was startled, only to see that although its style was a bit simple and unadorned, it had no rust or spots, and even had very few scratches.

His own battle armor was covered in scars, and it was only taken by Mengmeng to be repaired in the last two days. The Luo Sheng Armor that his father brought back from the ruins was as bright as new? "This, this is the Luo Sheng Armor?" He circled around his father, this armor didn't look very majestic either.

"The armor that kills, practicality is the most important." The clan leader clenched his fist and touched the tabletop lightly. He didn't hit it hard, just touched it lightly, and the tabletop disintegrated instantly, falling apart.

Axun had good eyesight, could shoot a kite with a bow, and even though the light in the tent was slightly dim, he still discovered that the armor pieces on his father's left chest were a little different.

Although they were all armor pieces, these few were thicker, and the serrated edges were sharp and fine.

It seems like they were added later?

"Here it seems..." He reached out to touch it, but his father dodged it fiercely.

Axun's hand stopped in mid-air, slowly retracted, a little embarrassed.

"Where are Ali and Ayi?" His father brought capable guards when he went out, but they were not seen when he returned.

The clan leader shook his head: "Jing Mountain is dangerous, they couldn't come out."

"Are there monster ghosts and evil spirits inside?"

"Yes, the worst are people." The clan leader said, "A few adventurers ambushed in secret, I killed five, but two escaped."

Axun's face dimmed, but his father patted his head, full of ambition: "Don't cry with a long face! Our good days are coming."

He changed his previous decadence, spoke with full breath, acted with the wind of a tiger, and had endless strength in every gesture.

That body of injuries and illnesses seemed to have disappeared.

The Ying clan leader seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago, returning to the peak of his strength.

No, more than that.

Axun felt uneasy in his heart: "Father, you... are you okay?"

"Good, what's not good?" His father's voice was like a bell, "In these ten years, I have never been so good!"

"Is there anything unusual after putting on this armor?" So many warriors fell in the past, how exactly did the Luo Sheng Armor affect them? "No." His father laughed proudly, "Do you think there will be an evil voice whispering in my ear, constantly bewitching me? How can there be such a silly thing! This armor makes me feel comfortable and clear-minded, as if I can pick the stars with my hands."

"But the Luo Sheng Armor..."

"Don't worry, everything is under my control!"

What disappointed Axun was that the Yao Nation actually agreed to the conditions offered by the Ying people quickly, and didn't bargain much.

It's really eager to kill.

In the next few days, the Ying people began to collect intelligence, inquire about news, and track the assassination target.

This task is not easy. The target advocates for the joint resistance of various nations against the Yao, of course knowing that the Yao Nation can't wait to take his head, so he brought a guard of more than two hundred people, and more than ten followers with high cultivation levels—

This is the manpower sent to him by three monarchs.

How many people are there in the entire Ying clan? They have never encountered such a hard bone to chew. If the Ying people want to capture such a target, the best way is to ambush in secret rather than attack head-on.

(End of chapter)