Chapter 833: Chapter 833

Chapter 833: Chapter 19: The Heart of the Beiman People, Divine Metropolis Sky

This year’s harvest is more than the past three years combined!

Taking advantage of the momentum brought by the war, Bo’erhu decisively led the army to threaten the main camp of one of the four great clans, the Fire Qilin Clan, and deliberately waited for reinforcements from the other two clans.

He then reached an agreement with the Grand Elder of the Fire Qilin Clan, and in the presence of hundreds of thousands of troops, he fought alone against three great Heavenly Capital warriors!

The final result was that he won, gaining the allegiance of the Fire Qilin Clan, one of the four great clans, along with the two other clans with whom they had established diplomatic relations for generations.

Bo’erhu, at the age of only 48 this year, had already become the king acknowledged by the eleven tribes of the Northern Barbarians, including the two major clans, the Wuri Clan and the Fire Qilin Clan!

So when he decided to rescue the Dream Lion Clan and sent out the order, almost all of the Northern Barbarians moved!

Lava flowed down a high mountain, resembling a giant torch, turning the sky above a fiery red.

This mountain is the Holy Mountain of the Fire Qilin Clan, one of the four great clans of the Northern Barbarians.

Atop the Holy Mountain, all the elders and the clan leader of the Fire Qilin Clan gathered.

Bo’erhu decided to rescue the Dream Lion Clan, and it’s obviously impossible to go with just ten thousand of his personal guard.

Although his personal guard of ten thousand were all martial artists, they certainly couldn’t compare to the Green Frost Army.

So before setting off, he issued orders to the eleven tribes loyal to him, demanding that these tribes immediately send elite warriors from within their clans to head to the headquarters of the Dream Lion Clan!

This order was also conveyed to the Fire Qilin Clan, prompting the emergency convening of this meeting.

At the summit of the Holy Mountain, there is an altar where six elders and the clan leader have gathered.

These seven are all Overlords in strength!

The title of expert in the Northern Barbarians does not differentiate between Martial Arts and Magic Dao, and among the seven Overlords present, four are Martial Arts Masters, and three are True Masters.

The seven experts stood quietly in front of the altar, waiting.

A moment later, an elderly man, wearing a bright red robe and with a sturdy build, though his hair was white, appeared more robust than most warriors, walked towards them.

Including the clan leader, the seven people all greeted the newcomer in unison.

The newcomer was Nuomu Han, the Grand Elder of the Fire Qilin Clan.

He possessed top-level true cultivation and was a top-level true man of “Heavenly Spirit and Earthly Fiend Great Perfection”!

Nuomu Han felt more like a Martial Arts expert than a magician as he walked towards the seven with a majestic presence:

“You all know the command of the king, state your position.”

Without any unnecessary words, Nuomu Han went straight to the point.

“I believe Bo’erhu is too careless, the Central Plains’ target is clearly him, hastily mobilizing all forces to rescue will disrupt all the set defense zones, giving the Central Plains people a chance!”

The clan leader of the Fire Qilin Clan, Nuomu Meng’er, was the first to speak.

Nuomu Han looked at him, and with a serious gaze reprimanded:

“Meng’er, you must not address the king by his name!”

Nuomu Meng’er paused, and immediately lowered his head: “Yes, Grand Elder.”

Nuomu Han looked at the others: “What are your opinions?”

An elder said: “I think we can send troops, our Fire Qilin Clan, along with the Flame Heart Clan and Qingye Clan, can send a total of thirty thousand elite warriors to rescue the Dream Lion Clan, which should be enough to account for the king.”

Another elder immediately retorted: “How can we so easily sacrifice thirty thousand sons just for accountability?”

“I think we should immediately advise the king not to lead troops for the rescue.”

“Impossible, the king has already set out, and orders have been given to the eleven tribes.”

“Since the king has already ordered, we have no choice but to send troops.”

Among the clan leader and six elders, three elders thought troops should be sent to rescue, while the others were opposed.

After listening to everyone’s opinions, Nuomu Han said seriously:

“I plan to mobilize fifteen thousand elites from the three clans, and personally command them to go meet with the king!”

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions changed.

“Grand Elder, absolutely not!”

The clan leader, Nuomu Meng’er, was the first to oppose, “This journey is sure to be dangerous, and if the fifteen thousand elites suffer heavy losses, all three of our clans will be severely weakened!”

Before a few other elders could oppose, Nuomu Han sternly said:

“Knowing it is dangerous, sending only thirty thousand, isn’t it a needless sacrifice?”

Nuomu Meng’er hesitated to speak further.

Previously, the high-levels of the Fire Qilin Clan, the Flame Heart Clan, and the Qingye Clan all swore allegiance to Bo’erhu on the Holy Mountain.

In this situation, if Bo’erhu ordered the three clans to send troops for support and the clans remained indifferent, wouldn’t that openly violate the oath of the Holy Mountain?

Even for the sake of the three clans’ face and reputation, they should send tens of thousands of warriors for support.

But if they needed to go all out to respond to Bo’erhu’s command, sending a large number of elite for rescue and risk losing Grand Elder Nuomu Han, Nuomu Meng’er was absolutely unwilling!

“Since we have already sworn allegiance to the king on the Holy Mountain, now that the king is in trouble, how can we not do our utmost?”

Nuomu Han asked sternly.

“Grand Elder, it’s not that we’re unwilling to rescue, but the Central Plains people have come too fast, too suddenly this time, they’ve even deployed the entire Green Frost Army!”

An elder stepped forward, saying, “Grand Elder, except for that battle over five hundred years ago, when have the Central Plains people ever sent a ten-thousand level Imperial Camp Army deep into the Northern Barbarians? In the coming situation, if we take a wrong step, the entire Fire Qilin Clan might suffer irreparable damage!”

“Yes, Grand Elder, you bear the fate of the entire Fire Qilin Clan, you mustn’t act rashly.”

“Indeed, Grand Elder, you are too impulsive.”