Seeing Jiang Baili retreating, Wu Zhongyuan did not shoot his bow again. The giant eagle transformed by Jiang Baili had already flew high and could not be shot.

Wu Qin did not chase him in the air. When the manpower was too poor, he could persist until now and rely on the Niulong Mace to provide him with a steady stream of spiritual energy. In fact, his physical strength had been severely overdrawn. If he put down the Niulong Mace at this time, he might collapse instantly.

When the Niu tribe retreated into the forest to the west, Wu Qin turned to look at Wu Zhongyuan standing aside.

Knowing that Wu Qin was looking at him, Wu Zhongyuan also turned to look at Wu Qin. Wu Qin's expression was very complicated at this time, with relief after the war and unbelievable surprise, but more of it was regret and self-blame for the catastrophe of his tribe.

After looking straight for several seconds, Wu Qin sighed, turned around and walked eastward. When he walked past Wu Zhongyuan, he raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "Presponding the aftermath."

Wu Zhongyuan nodded, and when he saw Wu Qin walking, he sighed and said to him, "Sir, you have done your best."

This is a comforting word and a big truth. As the head of Daqiu, Wu Qin has made the best efforts. In order to protect the thousands of tribesmen in Daqiu, he took the initiative to hand over the Niulong mace. After Jiang Baili broke his promise, he fought against four and retreated the powerful enemy with one force. His actions were done to be the best.

But this sentence obviously did not have a comforting effect. Wu Qin did not respond, and even didn't even light his head. He just sighed again and went east with a grudge.

There is a reason why Wu Qin was depressed. The huge city has now become a ruin, with ruins and corpses everywhere. Looking around, there are no living people on the street.

After Wu Qin walked away, Wu Zhongyuan walked northward. As soon as he took a step, he felt the pain like a needle pricked on his feet. He looked down and then realized that his soles had been worn out and there were blood blisters on both feet.

At this time, there was no rubber sole, beef tendon sole, and the sole was just a few layers of nitro-skin, which was not resistant to wear. Before, the wind-operated surgery was used, and the wear was even worse. In fact, the sole had been worn out long ago, but it was too nervous before and I didn't pay attention to it.

His residence has been burned and he has no shoes to replace. He can only fall to death and take off a pair of corpses of his tribesmen on the roadside, sit on the ground, and wear them in a tie.

Just as he was wearing his shoes, an old woman walked out of the ruins to the north, picked up his abandoned cloak that had been torn off by Jiang Baili, held it with both hands, and came over to present it to him.

Seeing the old woman's sad eyes and humble attitude, Wu Zhongyuan finally understood Wu Qin's mood at this moment. As a bear warrior, while enjoying the privileges of the nobles and the support of the tribe, he also shoulders the obligation to protect the tribe. No matter what the reason, as long as the tribe is hurt, it is their negligence.

Wu Zhongyuan took the cloak and nodded at the old woman. The old woman bent over to him and turned back.

Wu Zhongyuan tied up his shoelaces, got up and put on his cloak, stood at a high place, trying to raise his breath and speak out, notifying his clan members that the enemy had retreated, but he stood for a long time and didn't know how to speak.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and shouted with great enthusiasm, "The enemy has been repelled. Master Jushan has ordered to organize and clean up and treat the aftermath."

Scream it once, stop for three seconds, and then shout again, until you are exhausted and have a bad breath before you stop.

Hearing his shouts, the surviving tribe members gradually came out of their hiding place. What made him feel a little relieved was that there were more surviving people than he expected. There were seven or eight hundred people, most of them, young, women and children. When the war broke out, they all hid, and there were not many middle-aged men left. Apart from Wu Qin and Wu Dalie, he was the only one left. All the rest died in battle.

At this time, everyone was watching him and waiting for him to give orders.

After thinking about it, Wu Zhongyuan issued a series of orders to tidy up the bodies of his tribesmen and bury them, and to send the bodies of the warriors to the morning hall for parking. Build a temporary residence as soon as possible to collect rice, grain and food. Send people to their subordinate city to report the news, asking them to send doctors to treat the injured, and at the same time transport rice and grain to solve the urgent problem.

The horses in the stable were also burned to death, and only the white nose that was running and racing survived. They were despised by others before, and then they were used to send people of good riders to ride to various cities for help.

After giving the errand, Wu Zhongyuan went to Wu Qin's residence and informed Wu Qin of the current situation in the city and how he made arrangements.

Wu Qin closed his eyes and listened to Wu Zhongyuan's report, nodded and said, "Tell the capital about the incident in Daqiu."

"There are no more Xinbirds flying to the capital," said Wu Zhongyuan. "But I released one last night. If they saw Xinbirds, the reinforcements they sent should be coming soon."

Wu Qin opened his eyes when he heard the sound, frowned and looked at Wu Zhongyuan. He could tell what he was trying to say, but in the end he didn't say it, just raised his hand, "Da Lie was seriously injured and was already exhausted and unconscious. I have to thank you for your hard work."

Wu Zhongyuan replied to the matter and said goodbye and left.

At this time, Daqiu can only be described as devastated and covered with sad clouds. The damage to Daqiu by the war last night was almost devastating. Most of the houses in the city were burned, including warehouses and granaries, and even the sheds with livestock were not spared.

Before picking A Luo back, Wu Zhongyuan ordered someone to bury her grandmother's body. He didn't want A Luo to see the terrible corpse burned by the fire. Just like he did not want to enter A Tong's room last night, it was the same. Whether it was the scene, the sounds he heard, or what happened, it would leave a mark in people's memory. Negative things can be avoided as much as possible, and try not to see them as much as possible, without any good effect.

Aluo was still in his original place and saw Wu Zhongyuan coming from afar. Without waiting for him to approach, he came over from afar.

Wu Zhongyuan squeezed out a smile at him, then turned around and left first, and Aluo followed behind.

He did not hold Aluo's hand because he was young. Since he learned that Aluo was a girl, he began to deliberately avoid suspicion. There is a difference between men and women. Not to mention that the two are just master-servant relationships, even if they are biological parents, they must maintain the necessary standards and distance from children of the opposite sex over the age of ten.

When they were a few hundred meters away from the city, Wu Zhongyuan found that someone was coming to the east. Because the distance was still far, the person who came could not see the appearance of the person who came. However, it was not difficult to see through their movement and speed that these people were all purple qi masters who could fly in the air.

When the other party approached, Wu Zhongyuan looked again. The people who came were indeed masters of purple qi, with five people in total. One of them did not fly across the air, but sat on the back of a huge bird.

Seeing the visitor, Wu Zhongyuan smiled bitterly. These people reminded him of the police in Hong Kong and Taiwan films. They came after they were beaten. Afterwards, Zhuge Liang had something to do with him at this time.

The visitor saw the tragic scene in the city, rushed to the scene, and landed near the morning meeting hall.

Wu Zhongyuan did not take A Luo back to his original residence, but took him to Attong's residence during his lifetime. The house was made of stone and was not burned. It was not easy to have a residence at this time, and he didn't care about any good luck or bad luck.

The body in the house had been moved away before. Wu Zhongyuan settled Aluo, left the stone house, and worked with his tribe members to clear the ruins of the fire.

The Warrior doesn't have to do these things. His move is suspected of being a show, but there is no such thing as a show at this time, and the clan members do not have the concept of a show in their minds. They just feel that he shouldn't do such dirty and tiring things.

In fact, Wu Zhongyuan didn't really want to do it. He is tired and sleepy now and wants to lie on the bed for three days and three nights. The reason why he insisted on doing it was to take the opportunity to dirty his face. Among the five people who came, there was a Dongyuan Warrior in his sixties. This person is likely to recognize his father. For the sake of making sure that he should try not to let the other party see his true appearance.

In fact, his move was completely redundant. If there were mirrors, he would find that he would be no one. He had been shackled by fire in order to rescue A Luo.

Not long after, Wu Qin's eldest daughter came over from a distance, "Zhongyuan, my father called you."

Wu Zhongyuan didn't know what the other person was calling until now. Hearing her call out, he put down his work and went east with her.

There was no delicate woman at this time. This woman was subtle, but she still praised his bravery without hiding. Wu Zhongyuan responded awkwardly. Other men were eager to have beautiful women favored her, but he was afraid that the other party would like him.

Wu Zhongyuan's embarrassment and unnatural misunderstood by the other party as embarrassed, "Have your father told you?"

"Ah? This, who are the people who came?" Wu Zhongyuan hurriedly changed the topic.

"It should be the wizard and warrior from the capital." The other party replied.

"Oh, oh, what did they ask me for?" Wu Zhongyuan asked again.

"I don't know very well."

"Go away quickly, don't let them wait for a long time." Wu Zhongyuan found an excuse to stop talking to the other party.

Wu Qin's residence is very close to the morning meeting hall. At this time, everyone is in Wu Qin's home. The huge bird landed on the square to the east. It is a giant bird that has long been extinct in modern times. It has white feathers and red heads, but it is not like a crane, but it is considered an ibis.

After taking Wu Zhongyuan into the yard, Wu Qin's eldest daughter went elsewhere. At this time, the door of the main hall was open. He could see the scene inside. Wu Qin did not sit at the seat, but sat on the left and five people on the right. The leader was a male wizard in his forties. He was tall and thin. The wizard's costume was somewhat similar to that of the warrior, but there were cloud patterns and bear head embroidery on his back.

The wizard's cloak was purple, which means that he had the cultivation level of Dongyuan. In his lower head was the low old man in his sixties, who also had the cultivation level of purple qi.

The man's lower head is a tall and strong man of thirty-five or six years old, with a light purple cultivation level.

Next is a young female warrior, and her cultivation is also Lavender Residence Mountain.

The male warrior in the lowest position is about 45 or 46 years old, with a unique appearance and a lilac cloak behind him.

Before he entered the house, Wu Zhongyuan noticed the atmosphere was strange, and everyone, including Wu Qin, had very serious expressions.

When Wu Zhongyuan entered the door, Wu Qin spoke to him, "Wu Rong, Wu Tong in Dongyuan, Wu Songshi in the mountain, Wu Fenghua in the mountain, Wu Zhou in the mountain."

At this time, the spiritual cultivation level was the official rank of the warrior. Wu Qin introduced it one by one, and Wu Zhongyuan saw the ritual one by one. The actions of seeing the ritual were very similar to those of later warriors clasping their fists.

Wu Zhongyuan's greeting did not return everyone's greeting. Only the wizard Wu Rong and Wu Zhou, the last seat, nodded, and the three of them sat upright in the middle.

"Wu Zhongyuan." Wu Qin finally reported Wu Zhongyuan's name, then pointed at Wu Zhongyuan's position at the bottom, and signaled him to sit.

Wu Zhongyuan said thanking but did not sit down. Wu Qin's seat was a wooden chair with a backrest. He was not of sufficient level and sat more than the courtesy.
Chapter completed!