The sky was clear with light clouds, and the autumn air was thick.
On the cliff of the Barbarian Region.
A hawkman messenger with gray - black wings flapped his wings into mid - air, holding a several - meter - long bone spear in his claw, looking down arrogantly.
He swept his eyes over the hawkmen of all ages in the Barbarian Region tribe. Looking at these weak clansmen, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then he announced loudly.
"Barbarian Region tribe, the Royal Court has an order! Conscript fifty hawkmen soldiers! You must arrive within a limited time at the Thunder God's command in the Hanlin Forest!"
The familiar conscription order echoed throughout the entire cliff. Presumably, the Royal Court regarded the Barbarian Region, such a small tribe, as insignificant. After so many years, it didn't even bother to change the content of the conscription order.
However, this was a common conscription for all the small hawkman tribes in the vast mountains that were loyal to the Royal Court.
But fifty people was still a large number.
Now, the hawkman tribe was considered to have just become established. Even including the newborns, there were only about a hundred people. Jiang You, who was seventeen years old this year, was only one of the few dozen young hawkmen.
At this moment, Jiang You finally understood the sadness that the hawkman leader had felt back then.
That sentence, "I hope you grow up healthy and strong," must have been said with a heavy heart in such a sad situation.
On the cliff, the hawkmen lowered their heads one after another.
Jiang You stood at the front, clenching his claws tightly, suppressing the anger in his heart, taking a deep breath, and begging like his father had done before.
"Messenger, you can see that our tribe can barely gather fifty hawkmen soldiers now. Could you please grant us some more time? I am willing to lead all the young hawkmen to fight for the Thunder God and the Royal Court!"
"Humph! How can the Royal Court's decree be bargained with?"
The hawkman messenger snorted coldly and said coldly.
"Such a small and insignificant tribe can survive only because of the protection of the Royal Court. This is already a great give charity to sb out of pity from the Royal Court."
Saying that, he looked at Jiang You's clenched claws and the constantly looking - at - himself eyes, and a murderous intent arose in his heart.
For a small tribe like the Barbarian Region, like the grass on the grassland, it could be wiped out in one wave and grow again in another wave. Even if it was wiped out, it would have no impact.
This was just a matter of time!
The Royal Court didn't care about their life or death.
Jiang You felt a chill in his heart and his whole body shuddered. He quickly lowered his head and said loudly.
"Messenger, the Barbarian Region is willing to obey the conscription order!"
The cliff suddenly became quiet, and only the wind could be heard blowing.
Jiang You on the cliff became vigilant at any time, ready to fight back.
After a long time.
In the air, the cold hawkman messenger finally didn't make a move. He threw out a cold shout and then flapped his wings and flew away.
"Fifty people, don't be late. If there is one less person, your tribe will be destroyed!"
Jiang You was furious when he heard this on the cliff.
"Damn it! Sooner or later, I will rebel against this damned Hawkman Royal Court!"
When the hawkman messenger left, the tribesmen sighed one after another.
"This war, when will it end? When will we be able to come back alive this time?"
"We are so weak and small."
"Our predecessors never returned. I'm afraid we will follow in their footsteps this time."
Jiang You saw the sadness on the faces of the tribesmen. He immediately stood up and said loudly.
"Please trust me, everyone. This time, I will definitely bring everyone back alive!"
"If I can't come back, I will die on the battlefield!"
"Also, for the quota of fifty people, I would like to ask the adult sisters in the tribe to go on the expedition with us. The young children who haven't grown up yet will stay in the tribe."
"Yes, Chief."
Then, nine adult female hawkmen stood up. They were all the mothers of this generation.
After this, the entire Barbarian Region tribe was left with only the weak and the old.
Jiang You sighed in his heart. He looked at the hawkman group, the tallest young hawkman, Cha, and said to him.
"Cha, when we leave, you will be the strongest young hawkman in the tribe. You must lead the young people to protect the tribe well!"
Cha had tears in his eyes and said seriously.
"Yes, Brother You!"
Jiang You thought for a while and then patted his younger sister on the head. He stood up and said to the hawkmen who were about to go on the expedition.
"Okay, there is no time to delay. We will put on the bronze armor and take the weapons now. We will set off for the Hanlin Forest in a quarter of an hour."
A hawkman asked in confusion.
"You, isn't the deadline in a few days? Why are we in such a hurry?"
Jiang You shook his head.
"Last time, our predecessors never returned. This time, we must go and find out what the situation in the Hanlin Forest is. We need to make sufficient preparations!"
The method of bathing in the Titan's blood was very dangerous. He wasn't fully prepared yet, but he had found a good excuse.
Moreover, it wasn't entirely an excuse. There was some truth to it.
"Okay, we understand. We will get the weapons and equipment now. In a quarter of an hour, we will set off!"
The hawkmen nodded.
They didn't doubt Jiang You's words. Over the years, they almost relied on Jiang You as much as they did their own fathers.
Just like that.
A quarter of an hour later.
Fifty hawkmen holding bronze swords and spears were fully equipped. Following Jiang You's order, they flew away under the reluctant gaze of the remaining weak hawkmen.