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Chapter 503- New King Coronation

Chapter 503- New King Coronation

Translator: ryangohsf
Editor: Nora

To the mountain barbarians, it was a dark day.

Everything that transpired on the battlefield had made their feelings fall from sky high to rock bottom. In this life, they had never experienced such a shocking battle.

Firstly, their king, their invincible war god, had died in battle. Next, the devil god that they worshiped actually chose a Han person, their enemy, as its host.

The mountain barbarian warriors were shocked to the point where their jaws were about to drop to the ground.

However, what occurred next shocked them even further. The devil god that they held in the highest of regards was actually suppressed by the enemy’s weapon. Such a scene was simply too stimulating.

The esteemed image they had held of the devil god was on the verge of collapse.

In just a short day, the mountain barbarian warriors had lost their king and the god that they worshipped. Such a loss, the helplessness and fear that they felt was not something outsiders could understand.

Even in the Shanhai City camp, Shi Hu, who came over with Shi Wanshui to help, had a complicated expression. He was one of the first mountain barbarians to follow Ouyang Shuo.

Without mentioning Chiyou, even the devil god was something that Shi Hu had worshipped since a young age.

But today, in front of his eyes, the Lord’s weapon had actually suppressed it. He felt shocked and sad, but he could also sense that the shaman’s prediction was right.

The Lord was a person that could control the world.

Amongst the mountain barbarian soldiers in Shanhai City, there were three young generals that were the most outstanding. They were Shi Hu and Shi Bao from the Xuanniao Tribe and Lei Jingtian from the Leidian Tribe.

Out of the three, Shi Hu was the best, followed by Lei Jingtian.

Ouyang Shuo had expended effort to develop Shi Hu. He had purposely taken Shi Hu out of the heavy armored regiment and placed him beside Shi Wanshui. Ouyang Shuo wanted to let him learn the art of war from Shi Wanshui.

Today, he was a great general. Be it his skills or his leadership, both aspects were incomparable to the past.

In such a short time, he had changed tremendously.

Based on logic, be it experience or ability, he could take the position of major general. However, even Sun Chuan Lin was promoted, while he remained a colonel.

Naturally, all of this occurred as a result of Ouyang Shuo’s planning.

Ouyang Shuo took Shi Hu out of the mountain barbarian force because he hoped that one day, Shi Hu would return to take control of it.

Taking Shi Hu out was a training for him, helping to increase his knowledge.

Shi Hu realized the Lord’s intentions in the end. Of course, one of the reasons was the shaman’s advice. If not, Shi Hu would still feel annoyed about the matter.

Shi Hu was not a person greedy for fame and fortune, but he was still afraid of losing the trust of the Lord. He still remembered the words that Ouyang Shuo had spoken when he went to the Xuanniao Tribe.

The shaman had realized Shi Hu's problem and helped him analyze the situation. The extent of the Lord’s care for him had touched Shi Hu, and he also felt guilty for his thoughts swaying.

At this moment, Shi Hu was only a short distance from the Lord.

Seeing the Lord's brows locked tight, Shi Hu knew the thoughts on the Lord’s mind.

After all, he was also a mountain barbarian, so he understood the way the mountain barbarian army thought.

At this moment, Shi Hu felt that he should step out and help his Lord. If not, he would have truly wasted all the effort the Lord had invested in him.

Thinking up to this point, Shi Hu stepped out and looked toward the surrounding mountain barbarian soldiers.

"Brothers, I am Shi Hu, also a mountain barbarian. I come from the Xuanniao Tribe." As he spoke these words, Shi Hu removed his armor, rolling up his sleeve to show the Xuanniao pattern on his arm.

The patterned was a unique mark of a mountain barbarian, tattooed by the tribe. As such, it could not be faked.

All of a sudden, the mountain barbarians believed Shi Hu’s words.

However, they did not understand his intentions. Some of the soldiers even looked at Shi Hu with animosity like he was a traitor.

Shi Hu did not care about their hostility and changed his tone, "I am sure all of you remember the legend regarding the devil god?"

"If you have something to say, just say it. Stop beating around the bush!"

"That's right; just say it!"

The mountain barbarians were unhappy, so they were just venting their frustration. Of course, there were some intelligent ones. After hearing Shi Hu’s words, shock appeared in their eyes.

"Okay!" Shi Hu shouted, "l’l speak directly. The legend states that anyone that's recognized by the devil god will become the master of our race. I believe that all of you have seen the events of today. My Lord has been recognised by the devil god. Naturally, he should be coronated as king."

Obviously, Shi Hu chose not to mention how the devil god was suppressed. He also believed that the mountain barbarians would also rather not mention that part, as it would cause their faith to waver.

As expected, the moment his words landed, the entire battlefield fell silent. The boldness of his statement stunned the mountain barbarians. Even Ouyang Shuo and the others looked on with their mouths agape.

Seeing Shi Hu act, Ouyang Shuo chose to remain silent.

He had the feeling that his dilemma could truly be solved.

"He's from the Han Race, how can he be our king?"

"That's preposterous!"

"That's a total joke!"

After they regained their composure, some of the mountain barbarians retorted.

"Why not? My Lord has the devil bloodline in him. His bloodline is even purer than ours, so why can't he be crowned king?"

Ouyang Shuo's bloodline secret was not some sort of huge secret in the territory.


This time, the mountain barbarians broke into an uproar.

"No wonder the devil god would choose him."

The moment Shi Hu revealed Ouyang Shuo's bloodline secret, the whole mystery was answered. All of a sudden, they looked at Ouyang Shuo differently, and their gaze had a sort of closeness and respect.

In the olden times, bloodline was more convincing than race.

Being related by blood was the most important aspect.

To possess the bloodline of the devil god was pretty much a gift from the heavens.

Of course, if they knew that Ouyang Shuo's bloodline was obtained through killing Chiyou, who knows what they would think.

Seeing that the time was right, Shi Hu decided to push the matter further. He turned toward Ouyang Shuo, kneeled down, and shouted, "Greetings, my king!"

The mountain barbarians called the common leader of all the tribes ‘king’. The old king was Chiyou.

Instantly, a mountain-like might and an aura of an emperor as deep as the sea emanated from Ouyang Shuo's body.

All of a sudden, even the Shanhai City warriors could not help but kneel down.

Tens of thousands of warriors knelt down in unison; the whole scene incredibly majestic.

On the vast battlefield, Ouyang Shuo was like a god, quietly standing in the middle. Around him were scattered weapons, corpses, and kneeling soldiers; all these aspects added a sort of might and arrogance to him.

The moment the king appears, the world would bleed.

The mountain barbarian soldiers stood still; they did not know what to do. In their eyes, that unassuming man had suddenly become enormous and amazing.

All of a sudden, it was like they saw their old king back to life.

Although Ouyang Shuo's size was a lot different to Chiyou’s, the aura of the emperor was similar.

"Greetings, my king!"

Shi Hu sincerely greeted once more.

When the mountain barbarians saw that, they finally reacted, as tears filled their eyes.

Finally, they had a new king.

These tears were filled with sadness and also joy.

"Greetings, my king!"

All of a sudden, the mountain barbarian soldiers started to kneel. Like a tsunami, wave after wave bowed to worship their king. The unwilling soldiers had no choice upon seeing such a scene.

Now, Ouyang Shuo was crowned as their king and became the leader of all the mountain barbarian tribes.

The mountain barbarian tribes had regained their faith once again.

At this very moment, a system notification sounded out in his ear.

"System Notification: Congratulations player Qiyue Wuyi, possessing the devil god bloodline, obtaining the recognition of the mountain barbarian race, becoming their king. Given the title of Barbarian King, awarded 10 thousand merit points and 40 thousand reputation points. Reputation and prestige amongst the mountain barbarian tribes has reached the highest level."

Ouyang Shuo raised his head and looked at all that knelt, "Please rise!"

"Thank you, my Lord!"

"Thank you, my king!"

The two armies had suddenly become one family.

With Ouyang Shuo being crowned as king, his worries were naturally solved. After some slight organization, the seventy thousand barbarian warriors could directly head into battle.

However, now was not the right time to organize the military yet.

Han Xin rushed over at this moment.

Ouyang Shuo passed all the duties of cleaning up the battlefield, dealing with the prisoners, and the like to Han Xin. As for what to do with the mountain barbarians, Shi Hu would take charge of that aspect.

It was time for him to walk to the front of the stage.

As for how to organize them, Ouyang Shuo had an idea.

Now, he needed to first check Chiyou's corpse. First, he had to check whether he dropped anything. Next, they must arrange his funeral.

Such a legendary figure must receive a proper burial.

When Chiyou died, he did not drop a general soul. Instead, he dropped three times, an old bottle, his giant axe, and a similarly old book.