Chapter 203 Weaklings?
These people looked almost the same as humans, except that they had red horns on their heads. Each of them looked like a strong warrior who had experienced many battles.
Next to Miro was a girl in red, a little over 1.6 meters tall, with red marks on her forehead and eyes. She looked like a harmless and cute girl, but her eyes were firm and she was wary of outsiders.
The Red Demon Clan has been hunted by the Yuanzhou monks until now, so it is natural for them to be wary. However, they are willing to come here even though they know that this is the Qianyuan Demon Tribe camp, and with Emperor Qianyuan here, which is enough to show that the Red Demon Clan must have encountered a disaster of genocide, otherwise they would never take such a big risk.
Of course, the presence of Miro, the Blue Ghost clan, and Hongye is also the main reason.
Miro stepped forward and saluted, "Master, the Red Devil Clan is here."
A ghost tribe member who was nearly three meters tall stepped forward and shouted, "Brother Mi Luo said you are willing to give us a place?"
"How rude! You're seeing the emperor and you don't even kneel down to show your respect?" Si Chen yelled, glaring at these people.
The Eight Desolate Generals released their pressure at the same time, but none of the ghosts were afraid. The murderous aura they released was actually able to compete with the Eight Desolate Generals.
"Auki, don't be rude." Hongyue stepped forward, saluted Zhou An and said, "Your Majesty, I am Hongyue, the leader of the Akaki clan."
Zhou An asked: "Are you willing to join Qian Yuan and obey my orders?"
"Your Majesty, when Brother Miro found us, we were being besieged by monks from Yuanzhou. The situation was urgent at the time and he didn't go into detail. Brother Miro only said that as long as we joined Qianyuan, we would have a territory of our own. Is that true?" Hongyue asked respectfully in a gentle tone that made people feel comfortable listening.
Miro said: "Master, that was indeed the case at that time."
“Well, this emperor intends to establish a ghost tribe, and you are the first batch. If you are willing to become a member of the ghost tribe, this emperor can let you live in a valley on the border of Chisha County and Luchuan County in Huangzhou.
There are a few forests there, but most of them are mountains and rivers, and some are deserts. If you don't like deserts, you can ask the flower spirits to turn it into an oasis, and it's not difficult to turn it into a lake.
It's close to Luchuan County, which is convenient for purchasing supplies. Although Chisha County is mostly desert, it is rich in mineral resources and is also suitable for cultivation. How about it?" Zhou An said.
Hongyue thought about it and decided that this location was indeed suitable. All the good places in Qianzhou were occupied by humans, demons, and sects. Even if a place was arranged for them, it would be too crowded and cause friction.
Huangzhou is vast and sparsely populated. With the methods of immortal cultivators, changing the terrain would only require some extra trouble, which is already very good for them.
"Your Majesty, what should we do?" Hongyue had actually expected to join Qianyuan's combat forces when she came. They had no objection to this, but they were afraid of using the ghost tribe as cannon fodder.
Zhou An saw Hongyue's worry, stood up and walked over to say: "Seeing you, I just remembered to establish the Ghost Department. If you agree to join, in addition to the territory, Hongyue will temporarily serve as the deputy commander of the Ghost Department, and Mi Luo will serve as the Marshal of the Ghost Department.
When the country is at war and the Ghost Tribe is needed to fight, you will discuss the strategic arrangements yourselves. Qianyuan will definitely give you full support, just like the Demon Tribe.
When the Ghost Army is large enough, I can build a Ghost Army camp for you outside the Imperial City. How about that? "
Hong Yue was delighted when she heard this, and was the first to kneel down and shouted, "The Chigui clan is willing to join Qianyuan and await the emperor's orders."
When the other members of the Red Demon Clan saw this, they looked at each other, hesitated for a few seconds, then sighed and knelt down.
Zhou An saw that most of these people were unwilling, so he frowned and asked: "The treatment I have given you is already very generous, but you still seem to be dissatisfied? If you have any dissatisfaction now, you can speak up. If you still talk behind your back after joining Qianyuan, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Hong Yue was furious when she heard this. She looked at the clansmen behind her. Indeed, many of them showed unhappy expressions. She said angrily, "What are you doing? Why don't you apologize to the emperor?"
At this time, the man named Gouki clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, we, the Red Oni Clan, are not greedy people, but it is the custom of the Oni Clan that our king must be the strongest in the clan. We all recognize that Brother Miro is powerful, but we don't know about you.
If we are like other human emperors, with nothing to show for our good fortune except being born into the royal family, we would rather die in battle than recognize a weakling as our king."
Hearing this, the Red Demon Clan thought that the emperor would be angry, but what they got instead was laughter from Miro and Rosa, and the surrounding demon generals also burst into laughter.
Hongyue was even prepared to face the emperor's wrath, but the situation that happened surprised her and she looked puzzled.
Zhou An looked at the imperial robe on his body. This robe was a variation of the imperial robes of the emperors of the Qianyuan period. It was indeed obvious at a glance that this was a human emperor. This inevitably made the cultivators look down on him. After all, in the eyes of most cultivators, human emperors were equated with weaklings.
Zhou An smiled and said, "You reminded me. I also feel that this imperial robe is not suitable for fighting. It's a good time to change it."
Everyone was surprised to see Zhou An's imperial robe suddenly turn into countless extremely tiny particles, which then recombined into a new dragon robe.
The middle garment, pants and boots are mainly gold in color, with rune patterns from the Haotian Sutra on them. The outer garment is a windbreaker style, also mainly gold in color, with purple edges, and rune embroidery from the Haotian Sutra, and there is a red dragon relief on the surface of the clothes.
This dragon has golden eyes, and its body is covered with scales that look real, and its whiskers can even dance in the wind.
Seeing the brand new dragon robe, Zhou An felt very satisfied with himself. It was designed based on the anime he had watched before and his own ideas.
People around were all surprised to see that the clothes could change automatically.
However, people like Gouki didn't have any other feeling except for the novelty. No matter how magical the clothes were, they had nothing to do with strength.
Zhou An looked at the new dragon robe with satisfaction, and then said: "You are so powerful, right? Let's go. We can't display our skills here. Let's go outside the camp."
Hearing this, Gouki and other powerful members of the Red Demon Clan all showed joy. Hongyue frowned and whispered, "Gouki, you better be careful. If we hurt the emperor, not only the demon tribe, but also Brother Miro will not let us go."
"Don't worry, I won't joke about the survival of my clan. If this emperor is capable, I, Gouki, will listen to him from now on. If he is the same as those emperors in the mortal world, huh, then he will just pretend. Anyway, I will never regard him as our king in my heart." Gouki said in a low voice.
"That's right, for the survival of the Red Demon Clan, we can put aside our pride, but when the day comes that the Red Demon Clan has the strength to protect themselves, we will never let anyone control us again." Yagui also said in a low voice.
Mi Luo naturally heard their words. Hongye said worriedly: "Husband, the Emperor..."
Miro interrupted her and said with a look of embarrassment: "My master, Miro, is not a weakling. I pray that your people can stand up later."
The people from the demon tribe went there with the mood of watching a show. The red demon clan had mixed feelings. They hoped that Gouki would not anger the emperor and put the whole clan into a desperate situation. At the same time, they also hoped that Emperor Qianyuan was capable. After all, as the master of Miro, he should not be too bad.
As long as Zhou An is strong enough, they will be convinced and obey Zhou An's orders, and they will not feel any resistance in their hearts. But if Zhou An is weak, it will be a great shame for them.
(End of this chapter)
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