Against the War: After traveling through time, who wouldn’t want to be a little greedy?

Two days later, the war came as expected. The first batch of the three-nation coalition forces numbered as many as 10,000 people and surrounded the territory of the Guidong clan.

"The Ghost Cave Clan is just a small clan, yet they dare to provoke the desert nations. They really don't know how to live or die."

"Who knows? They think they can ignore us just because they have gained some power, but they forget that they only have a few hundred people in total. The many years of foundation of these countries cannot be ignored by a few chance encounters."

"It's better not to know whether to live or die. If they knew how to hide and accumulated enough foundation, and borrowed that magical power, perhaps they could really shake the other countries. But now, it's far from enough."

In the first meeting room of the Three-Nation Alliance, some generals talked loudly, not caring about the upcoming war at all.

Isn't it true? The coalition forces of the three countries have a total of nearly 20,000 people, while the number of people from the Ghost Cave tribe who appear in the world is only a few hundred. With such a large gap in numbers, it is enough to crush everything.

The Guidong tribe has only been around for a few years, and its vassal army has not had time to develop. Under such circumstances, it is impossible that every one of those Guidong people is a warrior who can fight against a hundred people alone, right?

It's ridiculous.

It’s a pity that these generals of the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces no longer had the chance to laugh.

The Guidong tribe sent out a team of 100 people, who took advantage of hiding in the desert to find their command center and killed more than a dozen leaders in one fell swoop.

"Warriors of the Guidong clan, our clan will rise up today, kill!" The young Jingjue slave owner, holding the ancestral weapon, the Earth-Splitting Axe, shouted loudly on the battlefield.

He rushed directly into the coalition army formation, and he wielded a pair of earth-splitting axes with great power. For a moment, hundreds of people were unable to get close to him.

Although the other Ghost Cave Clan warriors were not as brave as him, they were not much different. Even the disadvantages in weapons and numbers were offset by their absolute individual strength.

"Damn it, shouldn't there be only three to five hundred people in the Ghost Cave Clan? How come there are so many? There must be nearly a thousand people." A centurion looked at the one-sided battle situation with disbelief in his eyes.

……

After only half a day of fighting, the coalition forces of the three countries were completely defeated, with casualties reaching 5,000 and more than 7,000 captured. The rest took the opportunity to escape.

The elderly elder listened to the report from his tribesmen, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Okay, okay." The elder clenched the Wentian dagger.

In order to prevent the captured soldiers from rebelling, the elders personally took action and planted an ancient blood curse on them.

After doing all this, the elder couldn't help coughing twice, and his body trembled as if he was about to fall down.

"High Priest, are you okay?" The young priest next to him stepped forward and supported him, his tone full of worry.

"It's okay." The elder waved his hand.

He also knew that he was dying of old age, but he wanted to see the tribe become stronger before he died.

……

Three days later, the elders of the tribe announced that they were no longer a displaced tribe, but a powerful country, named Jingjue!

The first king was not the elder of the clan, nor was he the young slave owner who was invincible on the battlefield, but Mu Yueli, who was only three years old.

"From now on, Yueli is the king of my Ghost Cave clan!" The clan elder handed the staff that appeared with Mu Yueli to her.

Mu Yueli was only three years old at this time, and her height was even shorter than the Blood Grudge Staff. She looked funny, but none of the thousands of Ghost Cave Clan members present dared to laugh.

It was because the clan elder held Mu Yueli's hand and led her to the throne step by step.

One has to say that Mu Yueli really has the talent to be a king, or perhaps it was because of the wise teachings of the clan elders. When faced with such a grand scene, she was not at all timid. Instead, she tightly grasped the Blood Grudge Staff, which was a little taller than her, and slowly walked to the highest throne!

"Greetings, Queen." Seeing the young Mu Yueli sitting on the throne, the elder smiled and took the lead to pay homage.

"Meet the Queen."

"Meet the Queen!"

Following the chief priest of the tribe taking the lead in kneeling, the rest of the Ghost Cave tribe members also knelt and shouted loudly.

"Everyone, please stand up." A tender child's voice sounded, asking all the tribesmen to stand up. The young Mu Yueli sat on the throne, with a bit of the demeanor of a queen.

……

In the fourth year of the Jingjue calendar, the high priest was nearing the end of his life and could no longer endure.

"Yueli, you will be the only one to leave from now on. Grandpa is leaving." In the palace, the elder was lying on the bed, his eyes almost closed.

"Grandpa High Priest." Seven-year-old Mu Yueli sat on the edge of the bed, tears rolling down her eyes.

No matter how precocious she was, she was still a child, and now, her dearest grandfather was about to leave her.

"Don't cry, don't cry. You are the queen, and queens cannot shed tears." Even though she could no longer see, the elder still comforted Mu Yueli.

"Sit still, grandpa will give you one last helping hand today." The elder took Mu Yueli's hand, and his eyes, which were about to close, suddenly opened, and a powerful aura suddenly appeared.

"Grandpa..." Mu Yueli stared at the scene blankly and murmured. She didn't know what her grandpa was doing.

"You are born sacred, and Grandpa never doubts that you will become stronger in the future, but now, you need enough power to suppress everything in the country." The elder looked at Mu Yueli and spoke word by word.

Afterwards, he used an ancient secret method to seal all his magical powers in his companion magic eye.

"The life and death of all the servants in this land now depends on your decision. If you encounter an invincible opponent, cast the Demon Eye, and I will appear to protect you once again." The elder said sternly, "Remember this?"

"Remember." The elder had never spoken to her in such a tone. Mu Yueli was frightened for a moment and it took her a while to react.

"It's good that you remember it, it's good that you remember it..." The elder smiled with satisfaction, and then his body slowly dissipated, turned into dust, and dissipated with the wind.

He was already very old, and he had been alive because of the magical power in his body that had reached the state of unity between man and nature. But now, the magical power in his body had been completely exhausted, and it was natural for him to die.

"Grandpa..." Mu Yueli looked at this scene and wanted to shout out, but found that no sound came out, only tears kept coming out.

"Don't go, grandpa, I haven't become the Queen of the Desert yet." Mu Yueli murmured, wiping her eyes with her small hand and tightly grasping the Blood Grudge Staff with the other hand.

She didn't notice that the Blood Grudge Staff was now emitting a blood-red light and shooting into the air.

"call!"

Just as Mu Yueli was crying, a strong wind suddenly blew in the palace, ruffling her hair.

"Grandpa?" Mu Yueli looked at the figure slowly condensing in front of her, her voice full of disbelief.

She saw her grandfather, who had disappeared, reappear after a strong wind blew, and his body gradually solidified.

"Woo!" The elder of the tribe didn't know why this happened. He couldn't help but shout, but it was not human speech, but bird calls.

"Huh!" The elder felt his body getting hot, and then his appearance slowly changed from a human form to that of a raven.