Chapter 31 Luck Level
Prince Liang's Palace.

Central hall.

Qin Qian sat in the upper seat, listening carefully to the reports from Xiang Yu and others, and was very excited.

Cow breaking!

It’s really awesome!

With less than ten thousand people, the barbarian territory can be turned upside down!

"My Lord, how should we place the millions of people who have been rescued?"

After Xiang Yu finished his report, Zhang Liang stepped out and asked.

When Qin Qian heard this, the smile on his face faded a lot.

Millions of people.

This is no small number.

Even if they are broken up and distributed among the 46 cities in the Northern Territory, each city will only increase by 20,000 to 30,000 people, which will not cause too much of a burden.

But this is not the solution.

Those humans who were rescued had lived in prison for a long time and had long been out of touch with the outside world. In addition, they were sensitive and psychologically fragile, making it difficult for them to integrate with ordinary people.

"My lord, we have occupied many cities in the Barbarian Territory and can make use of them."

Jia Xu said with a smile.

Now that the world-destroying poison is raging in the barbarian realm, even if we arrange people to the front line, they will not encounter any danger.

Qin Qian also thought of this and ordered: "Then renovate Tiehe Pass and build a city, let them be self-reliant, and exercise more, which will also help their recovery."

"My lord is wise!"

Everyone saluted in unison.

"Military training must also be stepped up."

Qin Qian waved his hand and said to Xiang Yu and Hua Mulan: "Two generals, the new army is just being established. You must seize the time to train and gather the military spirit. I have a feeling that the Great Zhou Dynasty will join the war."

When he said this, a strong murderous intent flashed in Qin Qian's eyes.

Big week!

Qin Qian hated this force that caused his family to be destroyed and his loved ones to be killed.

Similarly, as the implementer of the conspiracy, Wu Wan will definitely not let Beiyu go, especially after learning that he has established a foothold in Beiyu, she will most likely take action personally.

Of course, the Great Zhou definitely wants to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between the two tigers, but the barbarians will definitely not agree.

"As ordered!"

Xiang Yu and Hua Mulan replied.

"How about forming a gravedigger?"

Qin Qian turned his eyes and asked Jia Xu again.

"My lord, the main frame of the gravedigger has been built."

Jia Xu replied: "As of now, the gravediggers have sent more than 400 people to infiltrate the Great Zhou and the barbarians. In one or two months at most, we will see initial results."

"Faster!"

Qin Qian said in a deep voice: "The intelligence agency is the top priority. You can use and mobilize all the resources and personnel in the Northern Territory at will. There is no need to save. You must lay out the Great Zhou Dynasty in the shortest possible time."

intelligence!

It is so important!
Without a sound intelligence agency, he would be like a blind man. Even if the enemy attacks the door and pretends to be an "alien enemy", he would still be kept in the dark.

But with a complete intelligence agency, things would be very different.

First, he can keep track of his enemy's every move.

Secondly, he can make arrangements in advance based on the enemy information he has already obtained and catch the enemy in a trap.

Finally, he can launch a counterattack under the guidance of intelligence
"As ordered!"

Jia Xu nodded, a smile appearing on his face.

With enough resources and personnel, he can make great efforts to push the Gravediggers to a higher level.

Half an hour later.

Everyone left the hall.

Qin Qian did not leave. He sat quietly in the chair, called up the attribute panel, and fell into deep thought.

[Host: Qin Qian!]

Identity: King of Liang!
Cultivation level: Early stage of Divine Infant Realm!

Luck level: ninth level luck!
Summon characters: Xiang Yu, Hua Mulan, Jia Xu, Zhang Liang!
Number of summons: None! 】

"Ninth level of luck, and above that, it is the power of red luck!"

Qin Qian said softly.

Luck also has levels, the lowest level is colorless luck, which is the level he is at now. Above that there are red luck, purple luck, and golden luck.
He now only possesses the ninth level of colorless luck. Strictly speaking, he is not yet a true king.

What is a king?
The minimum requirement is to possess red luck and condense a luck dragon.

"To obtain red luck, the following conditions must be met"

Qin Qian whispered, "With hundreds of millions of people, thousands of miles of territory, and hundreds of cities, the forces they belong to must also have warriors in the Ten Thousand Laws Realm to command them."

Thinking of this, Qin Qian showed a bitter smile on his face.

too difficult.

In the current Northern Territory, there are no more than 10 million people and less than 50 cities. The only one who meets the conditions for promotion is a warrior in the Wanfa Realm.

The road to becoming king is long and arduous!

Then
Where does his future lie?

Qin Qian slowly stood up and walked towards the palace door. He raised his head and looked out at the vast world. His eyes gradually became firm and he said in a deep voice: "Only by conquering!"

boom!
As he spoke, an extremely domineering aura emerged from his entire body.

conquer!

Cultivate the method of luck and embark on the path to heaven.

This is his way, and he believes that the red power of luck is just a starting point. In the future journey, he will gain more and higher-level power of luck.

Pilgrimage city.

In a stone hall, the Barbarian King sat on the upper seat, waiting anxiously.

boom!
At this time, the sound of footsteps was heard.

The Barbarian King looked up and found that the person coming was the high priest, who was wearing a black robe and his old face was full of fatigue.

"How about it?"

The Barbarian King stood up and asked quickly, "Did this trip lead to an alliance?"

The high priest saluted first, then replied: "Your Majesty, the Great Zhou Dynasty is willing to send troops, but..."

The Barbarian King frowned, "Just what?"

The high priest said: "The condition for the Great Zhou Dynasty to send troops is that the barbarians become vassal states of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"what?"

The Barbarian King's face suddenly changed, and he was furious: "Let the Barbarians surrender? The Queen of the Great Zhou has such a big appetite, she dared to give in."

"That's not what the Queen of Great Zhou said."

The high priest interrupted the Barbarian King and said, "I took the initiative to propose this in exchange for support from the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"you"

When the Barbarian King heard this, his face turned gloomy and he almost exploded with anger.

Surrender to the Great Zhou?

In his opinion, this was a huge shame.

You know, since the rise of the barbarians, they have never submitted to any force.

And this has always been the pride of the barbarians.

Throughout history, how many ethnic groups have remained independent from their birth to their rise?
But now, the high priest took the initiative to ask the barbarians to submit to the Great Zhou Dynasty. Isn't this just breaking his own spine?
"High Priest, you are so presumptuous. Who allowed you to make the decision?"

The Barbarian King was so angry that he was shaking all over, his eyes spitting fire, and he roared angrily: "I tell you, even if it means exterminating my race, I will never allow the Barbarians to submit to foreign races."

"Wang Shengming!"

The high priest bowed again and asked, "Does the king have any plan to defeat the enemy?"

The Barbarian King hesitated to speak.

Finally silent.

"Don't I know this is a shame?"

The high priest sighed and said helplessly, "Do you think I want to? The Queen of the Great Zhou is very stubborn and is waiting for us to fight to the death with the Northern Territory. She will not let go unless we bleed a little."

"so."

The Barbarian King sneered: "You just sold your tribe? You are so generous."

"No!"

The chief priest shook his head and said, "Wang Mingjian, I am saving the barbarians. With the death of our two ancestors, we have lost the qualifications to fight against the Great Zhou. In addition, the Queen of the Great Zhou was chosen by the higher-ups and has a promising future."

Up!

The Barbarian King's face suddenly changed, full of fear.

As one of the few overlords in the Green Realm, he naturally knew what the above meant. It represented invincibility.

At the very least, in the eyes of the local forces in Qingjie, the forces above are invincible.

(End of this chapter)