Chronicles of Primordial Wars - Chapter 343
Shao Xuan is very prepared for the shackles, so a person who can provoke a war without a sound is too dangerous.
From the words of Shao Shuo, Shao Xuan felt that the “decline” of the tribe should be related to the slave owner, and to find the secrets of some slave owners, it is not only the Yanling City.
In addition to Yanling, there are two other cities in the three major cities.
It is said that Xueyuan City has already fought with Huoqiu City, and I don’t know how it will lead the disaster. In any case, the current snowfield city is also quite chaotic. Since it has already started in the snowy city, it will not let it calm down.
Xueyuan City knows the name, and the place is similar to the desert in the Beast City, with more snow and ice in a year.
When Shao Xuan came to the border of the jurisdiction of Xueyuan City, the snow was white and the red purple flowers were open on the snow. Probably, these plants are unique to Snowfield City.
Compared to the desolate beast city, the plants on the snowfield are indeed quite a lot.
Just a rush of past a team of two hundred people should be to the battlefield. Everyone has seriousness or sorrow. The successive wars have already caused them to suffer heavy losses. The present king, like crazy, has to be desperate to be a god, and no one dares to command the king. Retorted, Wang said that if they continue to fight, they will have to continue fighting.
Even the people of the Three Cities, calm for a long time, suddenly came to a war, or a large-scale continuous battle, no one can afford to eat.
When Shao Xuan came over, he saw a lot of bones, some of which had been buried in the sand, and some of them were buried some time soon. Many of the bones that were thrown there were eaten by the scavengers and only the bones were left. It looked quite bleak.
Shao Xuan along the road collected some of the snowfield city slaves’ clothing, low-ranking slaves, and clothing is not much different.
After a few days of lurking around and watching it, Shao Xuan took a chance to look into the end of a patrol team when it was dark.
The slave who walked in front of Shao Xuan was already very sleepy. He didn’t realize that there were people behind him. He only yawned and followed the people in front.
The leader of the team did not pay much attention, only to guard against the surrounding, did not notice that there was one more person in the team.
Looking at the city gate of Xueyuan City, Shao Xuan pulled the cloth hat on the pull head. In fact, it was a long strip of cloth wrapped around his head. This is a hat worn by lower slaves, which is very common. Shao Xuan surface also deliberately soiled, showing signs of fatigue, watching almost the same as other slaves.
The eyes of the guards in front of the city gate glanced at the team and did not notice that it was wrong. The tired color of the face at the end of the team was still yawning Shao Xuan. This guard is also glad that he is at least There is no need to run around in front of the city gate. Those who patrol outside are not as sleepy as they are, and they have no spirit at all.
It was late, and after returning from patrol, I was busy going back to rest. No one had the heart to talk to other people.
The system here is not perfect, there are many loopholes, which is convenient for Shao Xuan.
As the team entered the city, Shao Xuan looked for an opportunity to sneak into a sand house.
The people in the patrol team who walked in front of Shao Xuan seemed to notice something, but when they looked behind, they didn’t see anything unusual. They felt that they were too tired, confused, and didn’t care much.
The sand house where Shao Xuan is located does not have a door. The people who lived in it have already become cannon fodder in the war. They did not come back. Shao Xuan was temporarily settled there, hiding and waiting for the opportunity.
No one came in at night, and the night was getting deeper. There were fewer people outside. There was no light, and the moonlight was not as bright as it was when it was not on the full moon. But it was also black shadows that were not too obvious under a house. .
The ongoing wars made the people in the city tired. In addition to the night patrols, others went back to the house and began to sleep.
Compared to the snowy city of the past, it is a lot worse now.
Shao Xuan came out of the sand house, avoiding those who patrolled the city and sneaked into the center of Xueyuan.
The palace in Xueyuan City is similar to the deciduous city and is also very high-profile, but it will be much larger in scale.
The guards near the palace are much stricter. Shao Xuan can’t sneak in for a while and have to find opportunities. Therefore, Shao Xuan first found a good hiding place, waiting for the opportunity.
The hidden houses are much more spacious than the former sand houses, and the materials are mostly stone. The closer to the palace, the bigger the building.
This room is used to place wine, Shao Xuan saw a lot of wine cans.
These wine sellers are not sold here, but are used as rewards. When slaves make merit, they reward the wine, and the slaves come here to receive the reward.
There are three people in the house who are in charge of this wine house and have already slept. Shao Xuan chose a place to dump goods and hide inside.
After seeing the furnishings and patterns in the house, Shao Xuan guessed that there should be five people responsible here, and two people were transferred out to join other teams, leaving three people in the room.
Not only in charge of the wine house, but also in other similar places, some people have been transferred to the patrol or defending the city gate. Even worse, they will be transferred to the foreign war team. The war consumes a lot of manpower and can only be used in the city. The slaves are filled up. These people are not skilled in business. Even if they work in the city, they are not suffering as much. How can they not complain? The consequence of passive absenteeism is the emergence of more loopholes, making people like Shao Xuan awkward.
Those wines seem to have not been used for several days, indicating that the people who came to receive the rewards did not appear for several days. Thinking of the battle of the snowfield city I heard before, Shao Xuan also understands that, in succession, where is the reward? Even if someone really makes a meritorious deed, but the overall defeat, the slave owner has no mood to reward.
Has been on the road, hiding, precautions, Shao Xuan is also exhausted, it is rare to find a place to temporarily settle, he intends to take a break, add a serious depletion of the heart. Of course, even if you fall asleep, the necessary guards are necessary. It is impossible to sleep hard.
He came to Xueyuan City to find the “history” of Xueyuan City. The deciduous city has a place dedicated to “history”. Su Gu and Shao Xuan said. As the snowfield of one of the three major cities, there should be similar places. Shao Xuan hopes to find more information from the history of Xueyuan to answer the doubts in his heart. If you can see those “history”, you may be able to explain the words that are sloppy.
Slavery owners value the historical records, but the degree of emphasis is much lighter than that of the tribes. Even when they are recorded, they will change greatly, devalue others, and promote themselves.
At the time of Shao Xuan’s rest, in the high palace of Xueyuan City, Xueyuan Wang once again smashed the table, exquisite wine glasses and tableware were scattered on the ground, and the wooden table that had just been produced was also smashed into pieces.
“Yanling City is deceiving too much!” The snowy king’s face is gloomy and the blue veins are prominent. He just received a letter from the owner of Yanling City, saying that he was allowed to stop, and let the war continue.
“I used to slap his **** with the people of Huoqiu! They didn’t talk about it, but also taught me in reverse?” Snowy King was angry. “No, among the people who might steal, Yanling people also participated.” !”
At this point, Xueyuan Wang is even more wrong, think about the successive defeats, and tremble with anger. At the beginning, he was still angry with the tribes and wanted to kill the tribes in the desert. However, he was told that the tribe had slipped away and he took all his energy to deal with other people. As for the tribes, those small and timid I will talk about it later.
Snowy King did not know that his timid little eyes were peeking at their “history.”