Flying Clouds in Another World

"The next level of prefects, the county governors, have a brigade of soldiers under their direct command. There are more than 300 counties.

Although there are more than 300 brigades with more than one million soldiers, their combat power is far inferior to that of the Imperial Army and the State Division! Moreover, both the State Division and the County Brigade have to take on the task of guarding the local area, so the number of troops that can be mobilized will never be too large!"

"As for the local soldiers of the county government, except for a few border counties, most of them may not even be trained for a few days a year, let alone have any combat effectiveness."

"However, we don't have a million-strong army, but we definitely need hundreds of thousands! Under normal circumstances, these hundreds of thousands of soldiers are enough to deal with a million-strong barbarian army! It's because the barbarians lack weapons and armor and are not good at martial arts!"

Liu Feiyun smiled slightly when he thought of this, but then he thought of what Thanos said that day.

"The current Northern Wilderness Barbarians are much more powerful than you Chen people think! If you are not careful, you Chen people may be defeated in the Northern Wilderness! You may also be in danger!"

Liu Feiyun couldn't help but become a little irritated again: "Beihuang! Is he really as powerful as Thanos said?"

Sirius Lake is the largest lake in the Northern Wilderness. It is nearly a thousand miles long from east to west and over a hundred miles wide from north to south. It is like a crescent moon embedded in the land of the Northern Wilderness.

On the north bank of Tianlang Lake is an arc-shaped mountain range that blocks the invasion of cold winds from the north.

On the south bank, there is a grassland protruding into the lake. Although it is dotted with some low hills, it is generally very flat.

This is the most fertile grassland in the entire Northern Wilderness and the best place for nomadic people to spend the winter. Historically, only the most powerful tribes could occupy this place.

The Northern Wilderness Barbarians is actually a general term, referring to all the tribes on the northern grasslands of the empire. How many tribes there are in the Northern Wilderness, how many people there are, even the people of the Northern Wilderness themselves are unclear.

A tribe is a group with less than 1,000 tents, and a tribe is a group with more than 1,000 tents. One tent is a household, with two or three people in a small tent and eight or nine people in a large tent! This is part of the description of the barbarians in the imperial documents.

These tribes, big and small, have been fighting and annexing each other all year round. Every year, old tribes disintegrate and die out, while new tribes are formed and born.

But the tribe occupying the grassland on the southern shore of Tianlang Lake will be renamed the Tianlang Tribe, no matter what its previous name was!

The chief of the Tianlang tribe is almost the overlord of all tribes in the entire Northern Wilderness Prairie. The reason why he said almost is that no matter what time it is, there are always a few tribes that are unwilling to bow to the Tianlang tribe.

After entering February, the shore of Sirius Lake

Suddenly it became lively, and leaders of countless tribes, large and small, began to gather here.

First came the tribes within a thousand miles of Sirius Lake, and then the tribal leaders within two thousand miles, three thousand miles, four thousand miles, and even five thousand miles also came.

In the royal tribal headquarters of the Tianlang tribe, thousands of barbarian soldiers roamed back and forth, demonstrating the power of the Tianlang tribe and intimidating the leaders of various tribes who arrived.

The barbarian tribe's unique horn was blown again and again, and each time the horn was blown, it represented the arrival of the leader of a large tribe of ten thousand tents.

Finally, by the end of mid-February, almost all the tribal leaders who were supposed to come and were able to come had arrived, and the Northern Wilderness Tribes Conference officially began.

On this day, a large group of tribal leaders sat around a small hill by the Sirius Lake, staring at a temporary high platform on the hill. On the high platform were the nine most powerful tribes that had attended the meeting.

After a long blast of the horn, everyone fell silent.

A big man in his forties or fifties stood up and said loudly:

"My dear leaders! We have gathered here today for no other reason than to discuss how to deal with the massive invasion of the Chen people!"

"But before that, I want to remind you all! No matter what blood feuds you have between your tribes, you must put them aside first and wait until you drive away the Chen people!"

"Also, we Beihuang people were always bullied by Chen people in the past because we were not subordinate to each other and each of us was independent and had different orders! When it came to war, we fought each other and were easily caught by Chen people and defeated one by one!"

"Therefore, our nine core tribes have agreed that all tribes must be under the jurisdiction of the nine tribes and obey the orders of the nine chiefs. The nine chiefs have also elected me as the Wolf King Khan to rule the nine tribes! If anyone disobeys my orders, his tribe will be slaughtered and no one will be spared!"

The crowd looked at each other. After a moment's silence, one of them knelt on the ground and shouted, "We, the Wulang tribe, are willing to obey the orders of Wolf King Khan!"

One person took the lead, and then others followed. For a while, there was constant shouting from the audience.

Wolf King Khan felt very happy when he heard everyone shouting.

After everyone shouted for a while, another old man on the stage stood up and said loudly:

"Although the name of Wolf King Khan is loud, in the opinion of this high priest, it is still not as domineering as the title of the Emperor of the Chen people! In my opinion, our Wolf King Khan of the Northern Wilderness should also be crowned as an emperor! Build a powerful empire of our own for the Northern Wilderness people and replace them!"

"But to be crowned an emperor, one must first accomplish great feats! Why don't we first invite Wolf King Khan to be the lord of this vast land, or the Lord of the Vast Land for short! When the Lord leads us to destroy the Chen army, we will march south in a big way and destroy the Chen Dynasty in one fell swoop. It won't be too late to be crowned emperor then!"

"Go south!? Destroy Chen!? Become emperor!?"

Some people's eyes suddenly brightened and their hearts were shocked.

"That's right! Go south! Destroy Chen! Become emperor! No matter how good this northern wilderness prairie is, it is still a bitter and cold place. It is nowhere near as comfortable as the place where the Chen people live!"

"Moreover, over the years, the population of our Northern Wilderness has been increasing. No matter how big the Northern Wilderness is, how many people can it support?"

"Last year and the year before last, the weather was good, the grass was especially lush, and many of our tribes brought back a lot of grass from Southern Chen! This allowed us, the people of the Northern Wilderness, to have two rare years of comfortable life!"

"But what if we encounter another rare drought or snowstorm like the one we had two years ago? What if the Southern Empire produces another pair of rulers and ministers like the current emperor and Butcher Liu who are bent on exterminating all the tribes in the Northern Wilderness? Are we going to let our Northern Wilderness warriors die of thirst, starvation, freezing, or being killed?"

"The fertile land of Southern Chen should be the home of our Northern Wilderness warriors! The weak sheep-like people of Southern Chen should all become slaves of our Northern Wilderness warriors! The great country of Southern Chen should belong to our Northern Wilderness warriors, to our Lord of Cangmang! It should belong to our future Great Wilderness Dynasty!"

The old man suddenly knelt down in front of the Wolf King Khan and shouted, "Your servant... the High Priest of the Heavenly Wolf Tribe, Kulibutai! I beg the Wolf King Khan!... No! I beg the Lord of the Cangmang Kingdom! Lead our Northern Wilderness warriors to annihilate the Southern Chen army! Overthrow the Southern Chen foundation! Ascend the throne, unite the world, and establish the Great Wilderness Dynasty!"

His kneeling made many people on and off the stage look at each other in surprise, followed by an uproar!

"Tamuwuhe! You didn't say you wanted to be the ruler of a country!"

One of the leaders of the nine core tribes on the stage suddenly stood up and shouted angrily.