Chapter 743: (This is Simply Being a Village Chief)
Chapter 743 (This is Simply Being a Village Chief)
Even strong men were scarce, with the majority being the elderly, weak, women, and children.
Donghuang Baizhi couldn't help but inquire about her doubts, approaching an old man who was clearing the snow in front of his door.
"Excuse me, why is everyone leaving the city, and why are there so few men around?" Donghuang Baizhi asked.
The old man raised his wrinkled face, took a brief glance at Donghuang Baizhi, and was slightly stunned. It seemed that he was also amazed by Donghuang Baizhi's beauty.
After all, Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi's beauty was unparalleled, capable of stunning anyone who laid eyes on them.
"Miss, it's not safe here. You should leave quickly," the old man gently advised, retracting his gaze and continuing to clear the snow on the ground.
"What exactly happened here?" Donghuang Baizhi couldn't help but ask again.
The old man straightened his slightly hunched back, speaking in a low voice, "Winter has arrived, and the wicked witch often appears. The strong men in the city have been captured, and monsters also roam around in winter. In the past, the Kingdom of Valoris would send troops to suppress them, but for the past three years, they haven't come. It's all up to the royal family to organise resistance."[The kingdom name was Gu Da, meaning, (ancient; old) and (to attain; to reach). This name carries a sense of achieving ancient greatness or reaching the heights of the past. Based on the meanings and sounds of Gǔdá, a similar English name could be "Valoris." Valoris: Combining the notion "Val" meaning "ancient" or "old" with the idea of "oris" meaning "reaching" or "attaining". *Decided through Poll*]
"But now even the royal family has fled, and this Divine Steppes is on the verge of destruction..." The old man took a deep breath, feeling that he no longer had the energy to run and bury himself in this land where he had grown up.[The kingdom name was Lintai,which can be interpreted as "Divine Steppes" or "Sacred Terrace Country." This name combines the concept of a sacred platform with expansive and elevated grasslands, symbolising a vast and spiritually significant territory. *Decided through Poll*]
Watching the old man's aged figure walk back into his house, Donghuang Baizhi let out a sigh. Compared to this place, the inhabitants of Earth were much happier. At least they didn't have to live in fear and apprehension.
"Ye Hua, how about we make this our headquarters?" Donghuang Baizhi hooked her arm around her husband's.
Ye Hua didn't particularly like this place. Although it was spacious, it was too crude, and rebuilding it would be quite troublesome.
"Do you like it here?" Ye Hua curiously asked.
Rather than liking it, Donghuang Baizhi wanted to help these helpless people and provide them with a better living environment. If they were under Ye Hua's protection, they should be able to guarantee their safety.
Besides, Ye Hua also intended to find a territory where he could help others and avoid any conflicts. It would be killing two birds with one stone.
"Well...," Donghuang Baizhi started to act spoiled, shaking her husband's arm as the children weren't around.
Ye Hua was helpless. He couldn't tolerate his two women acting spoiled, especially the Empress.
"Then let's go back and plan," Ye Hua said indifferently. They would settle here.
They would need to renovate it. He was here to be an emperor, so he had to have the bearing of an emperor.
However, the starting point was too low. This place couldn't even be called a country; it was more like a small village. He was just a village chief...
Damn it.
Returning to the camping site, Ye Hua began to issue orders.
Regarding the sound from last night, it shouldn't have come from his subordinates. The witch was capturing men to gather Yang energy. This evil technique had become commonplace.
As for how to become the Emperor of the Divine Steppes, Ye Hua couldn't force himself into the position. He had to make those people beg him to become the emperor and reluctantly accept it.
For that, actors were needed...
It seemed that the enemy actors were already prepared. According to the information from Bai Gu, that wicked witch was indeed recuperating, and judging by the numbers, she would soon be ready to attack again.
More importantly, this witch controlled many first and second-tier monsters.
No wonder there would be monster attacks on the city. It turned out this witch was manipulating them from behind.
Unfortunately, this time you encountered Ye Hua. Ultimately, you will become a stepping stone for Ye Hua to ascend to the throne!
But you were able to torment Ye Hua for several nights. You should feel fortunate that he kept you for use.
Finally, after eight days, Bai Gu brought news of movement!
The eight days of camping in the wilderness had been extremely torturous for Ye Hua and his subordinates, especially for those who needed to exercise every day.
Upon hearing that the witch had taken action, Ye Hua felt like thanking her. She had finally taken action!
Outside the wooden wall of the Divine Steppes, there were hundreds of first and second-tier monsters gathered. From small slimes and goblins to a couple of skeletons holding staves, undead creatures.
In the sky stood a bewitching woman, the witch mentioned by the old man. She wore a purple robe, and her waterfall-like hair naturally cascaded down. Her slender white legs were partially revealed, and every move she made carried a seductive charm. Although she was smiling, there was a cold, sinister smile on her face.
Standing on the wooden wall were several old men in their seventies and eighties, wearing tattered armour and holding the most ordinary bows and arrows. They carried only a few arrows in their quivers, and it was uncertain whether they would be able to hit their targets.
The old man who was clearing the snow still stood at the forefront, his waist adorned with a large machete. His gaze was fixed on the monsters not far away, and of course, on the witch in the sky.
"Raise the flag!" the old man shouted loudly.
Thirty-something old men on the city wall raised the flag of the Divine Steppes, and the crimson flag fluttered above the wooden wall.
The pure white snow quickly dyed the red flag with a layer of white crystals.
"Draw the bows!" the old man shouted again.
Thirty old men drew their bows, forming a full moon with their arrows.
Watching the old men on the wooden wall, the witch found it amusing and called out in a sweet voice, "Old men, open the city gate, and I might spare your lives!"
"You insane witch, one day the heavens will deal with you!" the old man shouted. Perhaps it had been too long since he last drew a bow, as his right hand trembled a bit and he accidentally shot the arrow.
The feathered arrow gracefully arched through the vast whiteness of the sky and firmly embedded itself in the ground, still ten zhang away from the target.
"Hahaha!" the witch couldn't help but laugh. She found it amusing that these ordinary men dared to oppose her, underestimating their abilities.
The old man looked at the arrow and felt his heart sink. The morale of the surrounding old men was greatly affected and became low.
"Witch, today I will fight you to the death and avenge my son!" The old man drew the large machete from his waist and angrily pointed it at the witch.
The witch extended her crimson tongue and licked her lips. "Old man, your son tasted good, very delicious."
"You!!"
The witch retracted her smile, and a sinister aura shrouded her face as she exclaimed, "Kill!"
Over a hundred monsters rushed towards the wall, and the thirty old men began shooting their arrows. However, these bows and arrows were ineffective, unable to pierce even the slimes. The undead creatures with their staves occasionally unleashed fireballs, immediately setting the wooden wall ablaze.