Jiang Tian transmigrated to the Great Xia Dynasty and was immediately met with a drought that had lasted for many years. The county magistrate, in order to pray for rain from the Dragon King, prepa...
At the same time, Jiang Tian's system notifications kept ringing.
In an instant, Jiang Tian received over 100,000 anger points.
He fought Li Yuanba for four or five rounds in the crowd.
More than 2,000 people were killed by them.
When the Nalan tribe rushed to these people, only a few seriously injured people remained who did not die on the spot; the rest had all perished.
Nalan Jingyu was stunned into silence.
The young master of the Nalan tribe was prepared to fight the Khitans to the death.
They did not expect that Li Yuanba and his three companions would utterly annihilate their opponents, leaving them with not a single survivor.
Jiang Tian's car rushed over and came to a steady stop inside.
The people of the Nalan tribe all dismounted.
Led by their young master Nalan Jingyu, they knelt on one knee.
"We are very grateful for your life-saving grace."
Nalan Jingyu walked up to Jiang Tian and said, "Hero, please forgive my youth and ignorance. I shouldn't have spoken out of turn just now."
“My lord, I have a favor to ask.”
“My sister Nalan Yunyue has been captured by the Khitans, and they want to hand her over to their Northern Privy Council King.”
"We hope you will lend a helping hand; our Nalan tribe will be eternally grateful."
"What benefits can you offer?" Jiang Tian stretched out his right hand and rubbed his thumb and forefinger together.
“Our Nalan tribe has done everything in its power to repay your kindness.”
Our Nalan tribe has 5,000 cattle and 200,000 sheep.
"Our Nalan tribe is willing to give half of our cattle and sheep to repay you."