Apex War God - Chapter 269

[Chapter 269 Grassland Style]

The barbarians have lived on the beautiful prairie for generations. They are a passionate and heroic race with spirit monsters such as elephants, cows, and horses.

For the people of the Great Xia Dynasty, the barbarians were heinous. For the barbarians themselves, they were a family of each tribe, united and loving, and not vicious at all.

The field of vision here is endless, patches of tender grass grow, there are elephant monsters, cow monsters, and horse monsters, each of them occupies some territory to live, and the barbarians can coexist peacefully among them, they are born with These ethnic groups have a sense of belonging, especially the Meng tribe, which can drive them to attack and defend against the enemy.

Yang Wu took Beauty Meng Bingxue and rode a noble blood dragon horse together, and followed Huangfu Zhanxiong to visit the barbarian barracks.

Among the barbarians, the blood dragon horse is a horse monster specially used by the royal family. Its horsepower is astonishing, and it can travel thousands of miles a day at an incomparably astonishing speed. It is rumored that there is a trace of dragon blood flowing in its body. , and those powerful and vigorous limbs, appearing extremely mighty.

After Meng Bingxue saw the blood dragon horse, she couldn’t look away, so Huangfu Zhanxiong decided to give her the blood dragon horse as a mount.

The blood dragon horse is naturally extremely proud, how can ordinary people be able to sit on it, when Meng Bingxue and Yang Wu sat on it, it wanted to give them both a prestige, but when it failed to do so, it was caught by Meng Bingxue. The palms slapped and lay on the ground, screaming again and again.

It was terrified, it was just a demon general, how could it withstand Meng Bingxue’s power, if it wasn’t for Yang Wu’s persuasion, Meng Bingxue would have killed it.

The two came to the barracks with Xiao Hei, while the other four demons stayed where they were and did not follow.

I have to say that Yang Wuyi is so bold that even Huangfu Zhanxiong gave him a thumbs up.

If this scene is seen by the people of Daxia, Yang Wu will definitely be labeled a traitor. How does Yang Wu care? He was a prison slave before and was almost killed by others. Although he will not betray Daxia , does not mean that he will continue to be loyal to the Daxia royal family as always. Their actions have already made him feel chilled. of.

All of this he just wanted to seek justice and return the lintel of his Yang family.

The barbarian army had a deep impression on Yang Wu. Not long ago, the young man in front of him came out to disrupt the situation, and even killed their barbarian king. Now he brought the sky demon to show off their barbarian army. It’s really hateful.

It’s a pity, they saw that their patriarch had to be carefully accompanied, how could they have the courage to challenge Yang Wu.

Fortunately, Yang Wu and his party didn’t stay in this military camp for long, and went to Huangfu tribe together with Huangfu Zhanxiong.

Along the way, the scenery of the grassland completely fascinated Yang Wu.

In spring, the tender grass is green and full of vitality. When the breeze blows, the buds bow slightly, as if saluting to the guests from afar.

The cows and horses were galloping freely, and the sounds of shouts echoed endlessly here, so cheerful.

In the distance, the melodious sound of reed pipes sounded, and there was a child sitting on the back of a cow, herding cattle and sheep leisurely. He was carefree, and only had the vast and boundless prairie in his eyes.

There are even teenagers galloping on their horses. They are chasing after their favorite girls. The girls smile like flowers, and the bells on their clothes make crisp and clear sounds, adding a strong vividness to this piece of spring and color. color.

Meng Bingxue’s icy face, which had never melted for thousands of years, was also a little more angry, as if she was infected by the beauty of the world, she leaned softly on the broad and warm chest behind her, full of endless satisfaction and happiness.

Yang Wu looked at everything here, and all the troubles in his heart disappeared. The locks on his body seemed to be broken in an instant. The profound energy in the heart began to swim through the whole body, the two forces were blending, the Shenting Daohua was growing vigorously, the power of the peach core and dantian was surging, the soul and body were extremely happy and cheerful, as if they wanted to merge with this piece of heaven and earth. for together.

Yang Wu hugged Meng Bingxue’s slender waist, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: “Let’s ride our horses and gallop across the endless grassland!”

A man, a woman, and a dog, sitting on the blood dragon horse, galloped on the grassland to their heart’s content, feeling extremely refreshed.

Huangfu Zhanxiong looked at Yang Wu and his party who were going away and didn’t stop him. A smile appeared on his face and he said to himself: “No matter who comes to our prairie, they will like everything here.”

With dozens of riders behind him, he followed slowly from behind.

This is their prairie territory, even Yang Wu dares to go deep, they have no reason to be afraid that the guests will do something out of the ordinary here.

Yang Wu and his party were running wildly, and they didn’t know how many miles they ran. They stopped when they saw a tribal land in the distance.

The barbarians still hated the Daxia people very much. Although Yang Wu was not afraid, he didn’t want to cause any trouble, so he got off his horse and planned to wait for Huangfu Zhanxiong and his party to come.

At this moment, Yang Wu suddenly heard the crisp sound of iron striking.

Jingle jingle!

Yang Wu looked in the direction of the source of the sound curiously, and in the distance he saw a lonely camp far away from the tribe. In front of this camp, there was a large stove, as well as other auxiliary stoves and forging. The tool of the weapon, in front of the big stove, there is a middle-aged strong man with a bare upper body, holding his sledgehammer, constantly striking the iron, and beside him is a dark and handsome boy Running around, as if he was helping the strong man.

Yang Wu has extraordinary eyesight, even from a long distance, he can still tell that the middle-aged shirtless man is not a barbarian.

“Could it be him?” Yang Wu questioned, then he led the horse and walked towards the strong man who forged iron with Meng Bingxue.

When Yang Wu and his party approached, the young man spotted them immediately, and he held a red iron rod, showing a look of vigilance.

The young man mainly saw that Yang Wu was different from the barbarians, so he was afraid of being an enemy.

“Water!” The middle-aged strong man concentrated on striking the iron, and suddenly yelled at the boy.

“Oh, I’ll pour it right away!” The boy shivered when he came back to his senses, and then soaked the red iron billet in his hand into the bucket.

zzz!

A burst of white smoke rose from the water immediately.

The young man handed the iron billet back to the middle-aged strong man, and the middle-aged strong man handed another iron billet to the young man, holding the iron that had been watered and kept beating it.

Jingle jingle!

This is a very rhythmic sound of blacksmithing, with bursts of red stars constantly splashing, and the thick iron billet gradually thinning, revealing a smooth iron back.

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At first Yang Wu didn’t care, he was just curious to see how the middle-aged strong man forged iron, but as he watched more and more, he found that the middle-aged strong man’s forging iron was a bit strange.

The middle-aged burly man strides steadily, and the hammer in his hand is the most convenient weapon in his hand. He is beating at a frequency that is neither fast nor slow. His arms raised back and forth are at the same height, and his figure is invisible. There was a slight movement, and the other palm holding the iron billet seemed to be playing with a toy, turning the iron billet back and forth, but his palm and the iron billet were not really held together, but were separated by a burst of profound energy. Controlled by the air, flipped at will by the profound energy, everything in the iron billet is under his control.

After a burst of hammering, Tiebai was knocked into the shape of a knife. The shape of the knife does not look special, but if you look closely, you will find that there is almost no flaws on the knife, and it looks extremely smooth, like a mirror. To be able to see everything in less than a quarter of an hour is awe-inspiring.

Even Yang Wu, an outsider, noticed that this middle-aged man’s method of forging iron was a miracle.

Ordinary blacksmiths don’t have a day or two to do it, and it’s hard to compare with the level of the middle-aged strong man in front of him.

This is a brilliant craftsman’s technique!

When he couldn’t finish punching a knife, he took the iron billet from the boy’s hand and continued to punch it deeply, as if he didn’t even see Yang Wu and his party coming.

Only the boy’s eyes kept flickering, and his eyes fell more on Meng Bingxue, and his tender face blushed from time to time.

Yang Wu looked at it for a long time, and when he was about to leave, the middle-aged man who forged the iron raised the iron billet in his hand to the shelf behind him, and threw it on the shelf accurately, then raised his head and looked at Yang Wu He Meng Bingxue said: “We are guests from afar, Xiaofan serves kumiss for guests.”

“It’s foster father.” The boy responded urgently, then turned around and ran back to the camp, and quickly took out three bags of kumiss, and handed them to the middle-aged strong man.

The middle-aged strong man patted the young man’s messy head and said, “You have to respect the guests first, don’t you understand the etiquette?”

“I’m sorry foster father!” The boy apologized, then ran to Yang Wu and Meng Bingxue with the wine, and handed out the two bags.

Meng Bingxue didn’t pick it up, but Yang Wu picked it up for her, then opened it, smelled it, and the smell of milk wine wafted out, and he couldn’t help but praise: “Good wine!”

The boy took back the remaining bag of wine and gave it to the middle-aged man, who took it and said to Yang Wu and Meng Bingxue, “Please drink!”

Yang Wu raised his wine in the same way, and then he raised his head and drank in a big gulp.

Meng Bingxue didn’t drink, but Xiao Hei took Yang Wu’s gun, opened the mouth of the wine bag, and drank in big gulps.

“Woof, this milk wine is so sexy!” Xiao Hei couldn’t help sticking out his tongue after drinking it.

Its words can only be heard by Yang Wu, but not by others.

“Hehe!” The boy couldn’t help laughing when he saw the little black dog.

The middle-aged strong man slapped the young man on the head again and said, “Who told you to laugh at the guests? It’s rude, and you still haven’t apologized to the guests!”

The boy bowed his head and apologized, “I’m sorry.”

Yang Wu waved his hand and said, “It’s okay, my spiritual pet doesn’t know etiquette very well.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Hei spat a mouthful of kumiss into Yang Wu’s face.

“Hey,” the boy couldn’t help laughing again.

Ouch!

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