At dusk, a large caravan came from the north and approached the God of War Mountain.

In the God-blessed Land, tribes with enough power would send caravans to trade various goods and exchange what they have. After all, the productivity of the God-blessed Land is not well developed. The herbs from Yaoshen Mountain, the fine wines from Jiushen Mountain, the weapons from Jianshen Mountain, the war beasts from Shoushen Mountain, and many other unique good things, without these caravans, ordinary villages would not be able to enjoy them.

A patrol team from the War God Mountain blocked this caravan of astonishing size. From time to time, there were caravans passing by the War God Mountain, but they had never seen a caravan consisting of more than 100,000 people and tens of thousands of war beasts!

Even if the leader of the caravan came forward and told the patrol captain of the War God Mountain that this caravan was formed by the union of hundreds of large tribes from the Fire God Mountain, Medicine God Mountain, and Wine God Mountain, the patrol team of the War God Mountain still would not allow them to get close to the War God Mountain!

It would be fine if there were more than 100,000 people in the caravan, but many of them had low combat power and were not taken seriously by the warriors of the War God Mountain.

But among the tens of thousands of war beasts, there are rare species such as the King Kong Giant Ape, the Iron Spider, the Sabre-toothed Shadow Leopard, the Earth Angry Bear, etc., each of them has the strength of a high-level warrior of the War God Mountain.

There are tens of thousands of high-level warriors, each of whom has the terrifying power of nearly a real dragon. Who would dare to let such a powerful team enter the core area of ​​the War God Mountain casually?

Elder Xiao showed up, and he hurried over with an elite team.

He enthusiastically hugged several caravan leaders, pounded their chests and called each other old friends, just like brothers who hadn't seen each other for a long time. After a warm welcome, Elder Xiao gave an order to the captain of the patrol team, saying that the caravan was fine, and that it was formed by his old friend, and he "must" invite his old friend to visit the God of War Mountain!

How could a mere patrol captain withstand the power of Elder Xiao?

Watching the huge caravan enter the War God Mountain, Elder Xiao cleared out a large area of ​​​​the camp for the caravan to stay, and the caravan displayed a large number of rare goods and traded with the people of the War God Mountain.

Weapons, herbs, fine wine, armor, and countless other beautiful, fun, delicious, and interesting things.

Especially those well-forged and superior weapons and armors that were much more sophisticated than the weapons from the God of Craftsmen Mountain that the warriors of the God of War Mountain usually saw. They simply dazzled the eyes of the warriors of the God of War Mountain.

Many warriors spent all their family's private property just to trade for a sophisticated weapon. For a time, the caravan's base became extremely lively, with countless people coming in and out, and the noise and laughter could be heard from far away.

Elder Nu also came to the caravan and met with several old friends and brothers whom he had not seen for many years. Seeing his old friends and brothers bringing such a powerful caravan to the War God Mountain, Elder Nu became very excited and immediately announced that the wine cellar would be opened so that all the warriors on the War God Mountain could have a drink!

Alcohol and beverages are extremely precious even for the God of War Mountain!

On weekdays, ordinary soldiers could not drink any wine. Only during large celebrations would the King of War order the wine cellar to be opened so that all soldiers could share the wine.

As a soldier, who doesn't like to drink?

When the alcohol is intoxicating and the blood is boiling, it is the best time for warriors to fight and play, or simply draw their swords and go into battle!

Alcohol can inspire writers to write passionately, and it can also inspire soldiers to fight bravely!

So although it is not easy for the warriors of the War God Mountain to taste alcohol, every warrior, especially the powerful ones, is a veteran alcoholic!

Elder Nu's order triggered cheers from countless warriors on and off the War God Mountain. One by one, closed wine cellars were opened, and jars of fine wine were carried out. Countless warriors transported the wine jars to all directions with laughter, and a strong smell of wine began to waft through the air.

Elder Xiao and Elder Nu did not show up in person, but Zhan Ao led a large group of people to transport countless wine jars to the base of the God of War Guards.

The exit of the corridor leading to the War God Guard’s base was three hundred feet wide. A large group of heavily-vigilant War God Guards were guarding this place. The group of people led by Zhan Ao were stopped. Dense spears were pointed at his chest, making him dare not take a step forward easily.

Zhan Xiong, the deputy of the War King and the commander of the War God Guard, separated the guards and strode up to Zhan Ao.

Zhan Xiong was more than a foot taller than Zhan Ao. Compared to the skinny Zhan Ao, Zhan Xiong's body was stout, like a square-shaped meat dumpling, and his body was extremely strong. On his belt hung two giant ox-horn axes, one on the left and one on the right. The broken axe blades were faintly bloody, as if there were still pieces of flesh and bones that had not been wiped clean.

This is a bloody butcher who has experienced thousands of bloody killings on the northern battlefield and killed more than 100,000 demons with his own hands.

When he stood in front of Zhan Ao, a strong smell of blood hit him in the face. Zhan Ao was so scared that he trembled all over and staggered back several steps.

“Little guy, where are the guests of the War King? Where are Old Eagle, Bear Claw, Crab Claw, and their tribesmen? Zhan Bao took them to wander around the War God Mountain, how come it’s almost dark and we haven’t seen anyone yet?” Zhan Xiong slapped Zhan Ao on the head and said in a muffled voice: “Speak, or I’ll crush your head!”

Zhan Ao was so frightened that his face turned pale. He finally understood why Elder Xiao and Elder Nu didn't do the job themselves.

This Zhan Xiong doesn't play by the rules at all!

Don’t think that Zhan Ao is the direct descendant of Elder Xiao. Elder Xiao has thousands of direct grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and gray grandchildren. What does sacrificing Zhan Ao matter?

He hated Elder Xiao and Elder Nu so much that Zhan Ao forced out a pitiful smile, "Commander Zhan Xiong, I don't know where they went. War God Mountain is so big, who knows where they went?"

After coughing a few times, Zhan Ao said with a smile, "A caravan is coming. An old friend of our ancestor has come. Our ancestor is happy and has announced the opening of the wine cellar so that all the warriors can have a drink. I have brought this wine to you!"

Zhan Xiong tilted his head and looked at Zhan Ao, then slapped him casually.

With a crisp sound of "pop", one side of Zhan Ao's face swelled up rapidly and his whole appearance changed instantly.

Zhan Xiong said casually, "Oh, you've brought some wine? That's good. But, let me tell you, little bastard, do you know how many people there are in our Ares Guard? If the wine you brought is not enough for so many of us, I'll kill you!"

Zhan Ao, who was slapped for no apparent reason, almost cried. He trembled and cried as he said, "Enough, enough. I sent 20,000 jars of wine. Each jar is the largest jar in Jiushen Mountain, and each jar contains 500 kilograms of good wine!"

Zhan Xiong nodded with satisfaction. He kicked Zhan Ao, who was lying on the ground, and made him spit out blood.

"Put down the wine jar and get out! We'll do the rest ourselves!"

"Damn, I hate you pretty boys the most. When I see you, I want to kill you. It's really weird. Why?"