Chapter 451: Northern Barbarian hearts, Godly Heaven

Deep in the wilderness.

On a mountain peak, over ten thousand warriors were stationed here.

These warriors belonging to the wilderness mostly wear animal skins, and their faces and exposed skin also have tattoos.

The decorations hanging around their necks were bones of various exotic beasts!

This meant that the over ten thousand Northern Barbarian warriors stationed here had all hunted more than one exotic beast.

It was an exotic beast, not a wild beast!

In the Northern Barbarian lands, a qualified warrior must, after reaching adulthood, hunt at least one wild beast alone in the wilderness jungle.

And a qualified martial artist must have hunted one exotic beast of Level 1 or above alone.

In the Central Plains region, among the lower three-grade exotic beasts, there might exist those very gentle exotic beasts with no attacking nature.

But in the Northern Barbarian, any exotic beast was absolutely more terrifying than the most ferocious tiger!

A qualified martial artist was called a "Tuo Du Warrior" in the Northern Barbarian.

The over ten thousand people stationed here were all Tuo Du Warriors!

They were the personal guard army of the Northern Barbarian King!

Northern Barbarian King Boerhu would pick one powerhouse from every tribe he conquered, and let that person bring a batch of elite Tuo Du Warriors to follow by his side.

When he obtained the allegiance of eleven tribes, this personal guard army following by his side already numbered over ten thousand, and the army was full of powerhouses!

The personal guard army by the Northern Barbarian King's side had now become the most powerful force in the entire Northern Barbarian!

At the highest point of the mountain peak, a huge tent was built.

A woman with wheat-colored skin and short hair walked toward this tent.

She carried two curved blades on her back, her figure was slender but full of explosive power, and she had a wild beauty that was hard to describe.

The warriors along the way, upon seeing her, didn't dare to look more, all lowering their heads to salute.

The woman was the only daughter of the tribe leader of the U-Ri Tribe, one of the four strongest tribes among the seventeen Northern Barbarian tribes—Wu Ya Nana.

Wu Ya Nana walked vigorously, directly breaking into the largest tent.

Inside the tent, a man sat cross-legged, holding a book in his hand and reading.

The man wore a full set of black armor, which was rare in the Northern Barbarian, which was severely lacking in ironware.

He had long hair, his appearance had the ruggedness unique to Northern Barbarian people, but the temperament on his body had a bit of the scholarly air very rare in the Northern Barbarian.

He was the Northern Barbarian King—Boerhu!

"King."

Wu Ya Nana walked into the tent and shouted at Boerhu.

Boerhu raised his head; he had a pair of eyes like stars. Anyone who met these eyes would involuntarily be attracted.

"Nana."

Boerhu put down the book in his hand and greeted his wife to sit down with a smile.

"King, I heard you intend to go to rescue the Dream Lion Tribe in person?"

Wu Ya Nana asked directly.

Boerhu nodded: "That's right."

Wu Ya Nana immediately became anxious, she rushed up, holding her husband's face with both hands:

"My King, my Boerhu! Don't you know that this is a trap specifically set by the Central Plains people to kill you?"

Boerhu restrained his smile, looking at her seriously:

"I am the King of the Northern Barbarian, when my people are in trouble, how can I not go to rescue them?"

Wu Ya Nana: "But..."

"Nana!"

Boerhu interrupted her, and the huge majesty appeared on his body:

"I want to truly unify the Northern Barbarian, this is the test I must experience! I will let all the Northern Barbarian tribesmen know that their King will not abandon any one of them!"

After speaking, he stood up from the ground.

His figure wasn't particularly tall, but when this Northern Barbarian King stood up, his figure became as towering as a Godly Mountain in Wu Ya Nana's eyes, standing between heaven and earth!

Wu Ya Nana looked at the other party both admiringly and worriedly.

She knew that once the other party made a decision, it couldn't be changed again.

No matter how dangerous, no matter how difficult this decision was, the other party would definitely complete it!

Just like when he told her back then that he wanted to challenge all the "Ba Du powerhouses" of the seventeen tribes, become the strongest "Ba Du," and then come to welcome her!

In the Northern Barbarian, ordinary martial artists, and even martial masters, martial masters of practicing strength, all belonged to Tuo Du Warriors, just at different levels.

Further up, Dao Foundation stage martial artists were called Tu Du Warriors.

Martial Dao Grandmasters were called Ba Du powerhouses!

Boerhu didn't belong to any tribe among the seventeen Northern Barbarian tribes; he came from a small tribe that lived in seclusion in the deep mountains all year round.

When he emerged into the world, he was already a Ba Du powerhouse!

Later, he traveled to various tribes and met Wu Ya Nana, the daughter of the U-Ri Tribe leader, and then the two fell in love.

But Boerhu came from a small mountain tribe; his family background, compared to Ya Nana's, was simply one heaven, one earth.

Even if he was a Ba Du powerhouse, he still couldn't make the U-Ri Tribe leader agree to marry his daughter to him.

Wu Ya Nana's original mission should have been to be sent to marry into another strong tribe's leader's son.

In order to welcome Wu Ya Nana, Boerhu chose to challenge all the Ba Du powerhouses of the seventeen Northern Barbarian tribes!

Next, Boerhu spent six years defeating almost all the Ba Du powerhouses of the Northern Barbarian, becoming the publicly recognized "Strongest Ba Du"!

And at that time he was only 35 years old, truly young and promising, with a bright future.

So the U-Ri Tribe leader agreed to marry his daughter to him.

After obtaining the support of the U-Ri Tribe, one of the four strongest tribes in the Northern Barbarian, Boerhu soared directly into the sky!

In just two years, he broke through the bottleneck that looked like a natural chasm to others, becoming a Tian Du powerhouse from a Ba Du powerhouse, which was a Grandmaster!

This year, the 37-year-old Boerhu gave birth to a new ideal—

He wanted to unify the Northern Barbarian and become the second Northern Barbarian King!

So he started leading the elites of the U-Ri Tribe to conquer in all directions, either using force to threaten, or using personal charm to persuade, or using benefits to lure...

In ten years, he successively conquered eight tribes!

Last year, he let six tribes jointly send troops to invade the Northern Border, and fought several winning battles, grabbing a large amount of food and various weapons and equipment for the Northern Barbarian.

The harvest this year was more than the past three years combined!

Borrowing the momentum brought by this war, Boerhu decisively led the large army to threaten the headquarters of the Fire Kylin Tribe, one of the four strong tribes, and deliberately waited for the reinforcements of the other two tribes.

Next, he and the powerhouses of the three tribes publicly signed a covenant, and under the joint witness of over one hundred thousand large armies, he fought three Tian Du powerhouses alone!

The final result was his victory, so he obtained the joint allegiance of the Fire Kylin Tribe, one of the four strong tribes, and the other two tribes that had been friends for generations.

Boerhu this year was only 48 years old, and he was the King respected by eleven tribes of the Northern Barbarian, including the two strong tribes of the U-Ri Tribe and the Fire Kylin Tribe!

So when he decided to go to rescue the Dream Lion Tribe, and sent the order out, almost the entire Northern Barbarian started to move!

On a high mountain, lava flowed, like a huge torch, burning the sky above red.

This mountain was the Holy Mountain of the Fire Kylin Tribe, one of the four strong tribes of the Northern Barbarian.

On the Holy Mountain, all the elders and the tribe leader of the Fire Kylin Tribe gathered.

Boerhu decided to go to rescue the Dream Lion Tribe, of course, it was impossible to just go with his ten thousand personal guard army.

Although his ten thousand personal guard army were also martial artists, they definitely couldn't compare with the Green Frost Army.

So before setting off, he issued orders to the eleven tribes that swore allegiance to him, requiring these tribes to immediately send elite warriors from the tribe to rush to the place where the Dream Lion Tribe headquarters was located!

This order was also conveyed to the Fire Kylin Tribe, so the Fire Kylin Tribe urgently convened this meeting.

There was an altar at the top of the Holy Mountain, at this time six elders and the tribe leader gathered together before this altar.

These seven people were all Ba Du powerhouses!

Northern Barbarian powerhouses didn't distinguish between Martial Dao and Art Dao; the seven Ba Du powerhouses present, four were Martial Dao Grandmasters, three were True Persons.

Seven powerhouses stood before the altar waiting quietly.

A moment later, an old man wearing a large red robe, with a burly figure, although having white hair on his head, looking more robust than the vast majority of warriors, walked toward this place.

"Great Elder."

Including the tribe leader, seven people saluted the newcomer in unison.

The newcomer was the Great Elder of the Fire Kylin Tribe, Nuomuhan.

Top-tier True Person cultivation, and a top-tier True Person of "Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Great Perfection"!

Nuomuhan gave people the feeling more like a Martial Dao powerhouse, not an Art practitioner; he walked toward the seven people with dragon-like steps and tiger-like strides, his aura vast:

"The King's order, everyone knows, start expressing your stance."

Without any nonsense, Nuomu Han went straight to the point.

"I think Boerhu is too careless, the Central Plains people's target is obviously him, launching all military forces to rescue in a rush, the well-set defense zones will all be disrupted, this will give the Central Plains people an opportunity!"

Fire Kylin Tribe leader Nuomumeng'er took the lead to speak.

Nuomuhan looked at him, his gaze sternly reprimanding:

"Meng'er, you cannot call the King by his name directly!"

Nuomumeng'er was startled, immediately lowering his head: "Yes, Great Elder."

Nuomuhan looked at the others: "What are your opinions?"

One elder said: "I think we can send troops, our Fire Kylin Tribe, plus the Yanxin Tribe and the Qingye Tribe, send a total of thirty thousand elite warriors to rescue the Dream Lion Tribe, enough to give the King an account."

Another elder immediately retorted: "How can we easily send the lives of thirty thousand sons to give an account?"

"I think we should immediately persuade the King not to lead troops to rescue."

"Impossible, the King has already led people to set off, and the order has also been issued to the eleven tribes."

"Since the King has already issued the order, we also have to send troops."

"..."

The tribe leader together with six elders, three elders felt they should send troops to rescue, the others held opposing opinions.

After Nuomuhan finished listening to everyone's opinions, he said seriously:

"I intend to mobilize fifteen thousand elites from the three tribes, and I will lead the troops myself to converge with the King!"

As soon as this was said, everyone changed color.

"Great Elder, absolutely not!"

Tribe leader Nuomumeng'er was the first to oppose, "This trip will inevitably be ominous, once the fifteen thousand elites suffer too many losses, our three tribes will all be severely injured!"

Before the remaining few elders could oppose, Nuomuhan shouted sternly:

"Since it is known to be ominous, sending only thirty thousand people, isn't that sending them to their deaths in vain?"

Nuomumeng'er wanted to speak but stopped.

Previously, the high-level officials of the Fire Kylin Tribe, Yanxin Tribe, and Qingye Tribe all gathered on the Holy Mountain and swore allegiance to Boerhu in public.

Under such circumstances, if Boerhu ordered the three tribes to send troops to support, but the three tribes remained indifferent, wouldn't that be publicly violating the Holy Mountain Oath?

Even if it were for the face and reputation of the three tribes, they should send a few tens of thousands of warriors to support.

But if they wanted to do their best to respond to Boerhu's order, sending a large number of elites to rescue, and even having to take the Great Elder Nuomuhan along, Nuomumeng'er was absolutely unwilling!

"Since we have already sworn allegiance to the King on the Holy Mountain, now that the King is in trouble, how can we not do our best?"

Nuomuhan asked sternly.

"Great Elder, it's not that we are unwilling to go to rescue, but the Central Plains people came too fast, too suddenly, they even dispatched the entire Green Frost Army!"

An elder stood out and said, "Great Elder, apart from that battle over five hundred years ago, when have the Central Plains people ever dispatched a ten-thousand-person-level Imperial Camp Army to go deep into the Northern Barbarian? If we take a wrong step in the next situation, perhaps the entire Fire Kylin Tribe will be doomed!"

"Yes, Great Elder, you shoulder the fate of the entire Fire Kylin Tribe, you cannot be impulsive

"That's right, Great Elder, you are too impulsive."

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Everyone spoke up to persuade him, and even the three elders who had previously supported sending troops to provide aid now disagreed with Nuomu Han's plan.

Nuomu Han looked at everyone present and sighed.

How could he not understand what everyone was thinking?

They had previously sworn allegiance to Boerhu because no one expected that three Heaven-level powerhouses joining forces, including himself, Nuomu Han, would actually lose to Boerhu!

Promises made in public could not be broken, and with Boerhu's massive army pressing on the border, forced by the situation, the three tribes chose to pledge allegiance.

But as for loyalty, it definitely could not be considered very high.

Now the Great Lan Dynasty has suddenly launched a war, and for the first time in over five hundred years, they have sent the Green Frost Army to slaughter their way into the wilderness!

Under such a situation, there are actually quite a few people who no longer favor Boerhu.

To put it bluntly, after this battle, Boerhu is very likely to die!

At that time, the Northern Barbarians will return to their previous state of fighting each on their own.

In this way, everyone naturally wants to prioritize preserving their own strength.

"Everyone, our Northern Barbarians have been divided for over five hundred years, and it has also been over five hundred years since we last produced a Heaven-level powerhouse."

Nuomu Han said in a deep voice.

The highest Martial Saint is called a "Heaven-level powerhouse" among the Northern Barbarians.

The first Northern Barbarian King over five hundred years ago was a "Heaven-level powerhouse"; after unifying the Northern Barbarians, he ambitiously led the seventeen Northern Barbarian tribes' army to invade the Central Plains, only to be beaten to death by the Founding Emperor on the battlefield!

In the hundreds of years since then, the Northern Barbarians have never produced a second "Heaven-level powerhouse."

"If the King can truly unify the seventeen Northern Barbarian tribes, he will have the opportunity to become our Northern Barbarians' second Heaven-level powerhouse!"

Nuomu Han revealed this secret.

This matter involves destiny and is mysterious and profound; very few people truly understand the inside story.

Nuomu Han is a top-tier True Person at the "Great Perfection of Heaven and Earth," and he has also dabbled in the way of destiny, so he has seen more of the future.

"What?"

Everyone present was shocked:

"Is it true?"

"As long as someone can unify the seventeen tribes, they can become a 'Heaven-level powerhouse'?!"

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Nuomu Han shook his head: "It is not certain that unifying the seventeen tribes will definitely make one a 'Heaven-level powerhouse'; it is just that the King's current cultivation realm is already very close to that step. If he can successfully complete the unification, he will have a great chance to break through!"

"This"

Everyone fell silent.

They all knew very well what it would mean if the Northern Barbarians could produce another "Heaven-level powerhouse."

The Great Lan Dynasty is long past its state from five hundred years ago; if the Northern Barbarians produce another Heaven-level powerhouse, the Great Lan Dynasty might not be able to stop them.

At that time, everyone would have the opportunity to possess more fertile land and abundant resources!

"This is why I chose to support the King with all my strength this time. As long as we can help the King get through this hurdle, the great cause can be achieved!"

Nuomu Han said.

"Great Elder, since that is the case, why don't I personally lead the tribe's elite to provide support, and you can sit in the rear."

Nuomu Meng'er was silent for a moment, then suddenly said.

The seventeen Northern Barbarian tribes have existed for over a thousand years; ever since humans had martial arts and the way of sorcery, their heritage has always existed.

Each of the seventeen tribes can at least guarantee that there is one Grandmaster or top-tier True Person within the tribe!

Or they can borrow some kind of secret treasure or special environment to reach this level of combat power.

This is the secret of their respective heritages that the seventeen tribes have guarded for a thousand years.

The successive Great Elders of the Fire Red Qilin Tribe have all been top-tier True Persons, and they are also the guardians of the Fire Red Qilin heritage secret.

As long as the Great Elder is still around, even if the Fire Red Qilin Tribe loses most of its elite warriors, it still cannot be destroyed!

Therefore, the Tribal Chief Nuomu Meng'er would rather lead the troops to provide support himself than let the Great Elder take the risk.

But whether or not Nuomu Han, a top-tier True Person at the "Great Perfection of Heaven and Earth," participates in the battle, the impact on the war situation is absolutely huge!

Nuomu Han frowned, wanting to say something more.

"Great Elder, let me go!"

Nuomu Meng'er suddenly knelt on one knee and performed a grand salute to Nuomu Han.

With their Tribal Chief doing this, the other six elders also knelt on one knee to Nuomu Han one after another:

"Great Elder, we are willing to go with the Tribal Chief!"

These seven Hegemon-level powerhouses joining forces could barely hold their own against a slightly weaker Heaven-level powerhouse on the battlefield.

Nuomu Han sighed; facing this situation, he ultimately had no way to forcefully carry his will through to the end.

And so, one day later, the Fire Red Qilin Tribe, the Flame Heart Tribe, and the Green Ye Tribe sent a total of thirteen Hegemon-level powerhouses and fifteen thousand elite warriors to rendezvous with the Northern Barbarian King Boerhu at the fastest speed!

At the same time, the other eight tribes also had their own reactions after receiving Boerhu's order.

Some sent a small amount of troops, while others sent a large number of elites.

For a time, troops from all directions converged in one direction.

Northern Barbarian lands, war clouds gathered!

PS: I am preparing for a major life event these few days, so there will be fewer updates; please forgive me~

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