Chapter 1416: Regarding Xingtian

"Are we already this close to Changyang Mountain?" Xuanyuan could not help but feel a bit moved.

"Actually, it is not close; it is just that the territory of the Shennong Clan is like this—very flat. Even the forests are far less difficult to climb than forests elsewhere. So, for the same distance, one can travel much further on the territory of the Shennong Clan." Jiang Cheng explained this to Xuanyuan, also intending to say that the Shennong Clan is not small.

Now Jiang Cheng also had to fulfill his duties. Although he did not need to lead his own tribesmen into battle, he needed to disclose all the intelligence he knew. Otherwise, why would Huaxia give him such good treatment? All good treatment comes with conditions.

For Jiang Cheng, there was no longer much psychological pressure now. Of course, he had no sense of identification with Huaxia; to him, it was just a place to survive. It was only that he was overly disgusted with the current Shennong; this generation of Shennong had almost squandered the foundation that the Shennong Clan had accumulated in the past.

He had indeed won over some people and tribes like Xingtian, but compared to the entire Shennong Clan, these few tribes were too few and their power too weak; in the end, they would destroy the Shennong Clan.

Now the Xuanyuan Tribe had already attacked. Through some conversation, it was learned that the one who actually wanted to rule the Shennong Clan was the Xuanyuan Tribe, while Huaxia was just reaping some benefits. If it were the Xuanyuan Tribe taking over the Shennong Clan, that would be fine, after all, the Xuanyuan Tribe was also a branch of the Shennong Clan.

In terms of sacrifices and ancestors, everyone was the same. In this way, the Shennong Clan would not be considered completely annihilated, as the ancestral sacrifices would not be cut off. For all the other tribes that had been oppressed by Shennong, this was also relatively acceptable news.

He had also been inquiring about the origins of Huaxia, wondering which tribe's descendants they were. However, Lu said they were a tribe created by the Son of the Heavenly God, which made Jiang Cheng, who had seen too many false myths, unwilling to believe it.

But Lu said these Heavenly Thunders were all taught to them by the Son of the Heavenly God, which made Jiang Cheng believe it a little more. Although Lu also wanted to say that Huaxia were descendants of the Suiren Clan—after all, the Royal Capital had admitted it personally, not just to stabilize the hearts of the Suiren Clan, but from a true analysis of their origins—Lu was deeply convinced of this.

But Xuanyuan was nearby, and he also knew what had happened between Huaxia and the Suiren Clan in the past. Now he was also strictly guarding against an alliance between Huaxia and the Suiren Clan. How could Lu say something that might arouse Xuanyuan's suspicion? The theory of the Son of the Heavenly God was the best excuse to fool outsiders.

As for matters ahead, Jiang Cheng told everything exactly as it was. Along the way, there could have been many, many small tribes, but after years of mutual attacks, integration, and fleeing, the number of tribes they could encounter in this direction now was estimated to be only a few thousand in total.

If counting combat power, it would be at most one or two thousand people, not to mention that they lived very scattered, so they posed no threat to their current team at all.

The difficulties that might be encountered in the future lay in the tribes that Shennong would send. There were still many tribes remaining near Changyang Mountain. After all, the Shennong Clan was so large; just the Jiang Surname Tribes alone were numerous, not just the two brothers.

It was just that the Shennong Clan was fighting everywhere now, and their combat power was dispersed in various places. The most formidable was the group of tribes led by Xingtian. If Shennong felt they were too dangerous, he might summon Xingtian back to deal with Xuanyuan and the others.

But Jiang Cheng also felt there was another possibility: "The Xingtian Tribe is relatively far away. After Shennong learns of this, it will take some time to summon Xingtian back, and then it will take a long time for Xingtian to rush back. Therefore, I feel that this year, Xingtian will not be able to return."

"Unless you are not protected by Heaven and happen to run into Xingtian."

Xuanyuan was becoming more and more interested in this Xingtian: "Everyone is talking about Xingtian; is Xingtian really that powerful? Are his soldiers as powerful as the soldiers we have here? Are his weapons as good as ours?"

Jiang Cheng looked at the not-so-large number of people in this camp and spoke bluntly: "The people Xingtian commands are far more numerous than here. He commands almost the most soldiers of the Shennong Clan. Your few soldiers are truly too few; there is no possibility of winning."

Xuanyuan pointed at Huaxia: "Huaxia has Bombs, which is what you call Heavenly Thunder. With Heavenly Thunder, is it possible that we still cannot defeat his Xingtian?"

This time Jiang Cheng hesitated a bit: "Is that Heavenly Thunder really inexhaustible? Can it be released continuously? If it can, then if you had more people, you should be able to defeat Xingtian. Otherwise, if your Heavenly Thunder cannot blow up all the soldiers of the Xingtian Tribe, you will be charged by Xingtian."

"Small hills like this are rare in the territory of the Shennong Clan. As soon as you see Xingtian, he will definitely lead his soldiers to charge up. Do you have time to communicate with the Heavenly God?"

Lu shook his head: "This, we really cannot. Then how many soldiers does Xingtian have that make you so afraid?"

"Xingtian can command more and more people now, so I really don't know how many soldiers he has. Just last year, I heard that his soldiers alone were already close to twenty thousand, not to mention the tribesmen who search for food for these soldiers. Here, you two large tribes only managed to scrape together this many people."

"Moreover, if you charge up Changyang Mountain, Shennong will definitely not let Xingtian fight alone. All the remaining tribes will certainly come. By then, the entire Shennong Clan can still scrape together thirty or forty thousand soldiers. If you can win even then, the Shennong Clan will be yours."

"If you can't win, then just keep fighting slowly like this. The current Shennong Clan already has huge problems. I'm afraid that without you fighting, in a few years, it will split into many small tribes. Isn't the Shennong Clan already like this now?"

Jiang Cheng spoke very sincerely, and Xuanyuan and Lu listened very carefully. If they really fought up to Changyang Mountain, that would definitely be the final decisive battle. It would be a war concerning the survival of the Shennong Clan; Shennong would go all out, so Xuanyuan would naturally have to go all out as well.

The military strength of the Shennong Clan had not been fully pulled out, as he still had people to guard against. And Baifeng had also said that when the final decisive battle arrived, he might come to command in person. It was not that his command was better, but Baifeng wanted to witness history with his own eyes, to witness the demise of one era and the beginning of another. After all, Baifeng knew the answer: the Shennong Clan was bound to fail; there was nothing to fear.