I really became a king.

Chapter 354 Dali King Flag
The strong wind suddenly died down, and most of the sand and dust dispersed. Everyone was stunned by the scene before them.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, there were densely packed strong war horses, probably no less than 100,000 in number, which roared from time to time and stomped the ground lightly with their four hooves.

At first glance, it was really spectacular. Moreover, they were all fat and strong, and such war horses were not seen at all in Western Xinjiang.

In addition to the war horses, there are also thousands of strange mounts with sheep horns, deer bodies, and cow hooves. In addition, there are probably tens of thousands of mighty mounts that are as strong as cows, with horns on their foreheads and bodies as red as blood.

More than 100,000 war horses gathered together, and the scene was extremely shocking, but what really made these border residents stand still was the huge flag fluttering in the wind.

This big flag gave them a sense of déjà vu, as if it evoked memories that had been buried deep in their hearts for countless generations.

An old man took a few trembling steps forward, staring at the big flag with a dazed look on his face. He reached into his arms with his dry right hand and took out a piece of tattered cloth.

Although it was worn out, it was neatly folded without a single wrinkle. The old man held it in his hand carefully, unfolding it bit by bit, as if it were his own treasure.

The piece of cloth was finally unfolded completely, and a flag was seen embroidered on it. Perhaps because it had been passed down for countless years, it had faded, but it was still vaguely visible that the flag on the cloth was exactly the same as the tall flag fluttering in the wind.

"Yes...it really is the flag of King Dali!" the old man said tremblingly, and the dry corners of his eyes became a little moist.

As soon as these words were spoken, the cloudy and numb eyes of the border residents, who were originally worried about losing the flag, immediately brightened up.

The Dali Royal Flag was once a symbol of the Demon Realm Pass, because this flag represented the ancestral precepts of the Dali royal family to forever guard the Western Frontier.

However, ever since the ancestral system of "the royal family guarding the national border" was broken, the flag of King Dali has not appeared in the Western Frontier for a very long time.

However, it has never been completely forgotten. The border residents who stayed here have passed down the appearance of this royal flag from generation to generation.

Because they always firmly believed that this royal flag would definitely return to the Western Frontier and the Demon Realm Pass again.

Now it seems that their countless generations of waiting have finally borne fruit, and the flag of King Dali is once again flying over the Demonic Pass in the Western Frontier!

"How many years? One thousand years? Two thousand years? Or three thousand years?" The old man looked up at the royal flag and murmured with trembling lips.

"Yes, this royal flag has not appeared in Western Xinjiang for many years." Another old man staggered forward.

And those young people, including the little boy just now, all looked up with burning eyes, because they had passed down from generation to generation that when the flag of King Dali returned to the Demon Realm Pass again, it would be the time for them to escape from the sea of ​​suffering and regain their dignity.

These young people firmly believed in this, and now, the royal flag appeared!
It took a long time for these border residents to realize that this royal flag had an owner. If they guessed correctly, it should be the young man in front of them.

Everyone looked at Jiang Yi in awe. Jiang Yi himself had not expected that the flag of King Dali, which had been sealed at the bottom of a box for countless years, would have such a strong appeal.

At this moment, there was a sudden noisy sound of horse hooves coming from the direction of the underground canyon. Jiang Yi looked up and although the sky was gray, he could vaguely tell that it was already noon.

Jiang Yi glanced at Jiang Ning beside him, nodded, then turned and walked away under the other's worried eyes.

Just as he turned around and walked back, the more than 100,000 mounts that were originally standing there quietly suddenly moved.

All the thin blankets covering the war horses' backs were lifted up from the inside. One, two, three... more and more arrogant and brave soldiers crawled out from under the horses' bellies and jumped onto their backs.

The movements were swift and orderly. In just a few breaths, the 100,000 war horses and mounts had turned into an army of 80,000.

In such a crowded area, nearly 100,000 people remained calm and did not cause any chaos. In the blink of an eye, they had turned into a murderous cavalry.

All the border residents were stunned by this shocking scene. They stared blankly at the cavalry army in front of them, with a hint of fear in their eyes, but also a hint of anticipation.

Jiang Yi took the reins handed over by Jiang Yuan and jumped onto the bullfighting mount, with the flag of King Dali standing beside him.

The border residents who saw this scene were even more excited, because they had guessed correctly before that the owner of the Dali King's flag also appeared at the Western Frontier Demon Realm Pass.

At Jiang Yi's signal, Ding Ren raised the command flag in his hand and made a flag signal.

Five thousand patrol horn cavalrymen galloped out from both sides of the army and cruised to the periphery of the underground canyon. Although they were as fast as the wind, the sound of their hooves was very small and could not be heard from a few hundred meters away. This was because each patrol horn beast had a thick layer of mask on its feet.

"Dad, where are they going?" the little boy asked his father puzzledly.

"They are going to clear the area to prevent anyone from approaching..."

"I'm afraid there will be a big war next..."

The old man explained to his son, his skinny face suddenly flushed.

Not only him, but all the older border residents present were extremely excited. Nearly 100,000 cavalrymen were on high alert, sharpening their swords, and they would certainly not fight for these unarmed border residents.

There is only one target left: the Akano army in the underground canyon!

Although they were extremely excited, all the border residents remained absolutely quiet, staring motionlessly at the flag of the King of Dali, or to be more precise, at Jiang Yi.

After Jiang Yi got on the horse, he gently pulled off his cloak, revealing the black unicorn armor that belonged exclusively to the Dali royal family. Then he lightly stepped on his legs and walked towards the army that was standing quietly.

The entire scene was in complete silence, with only the "kicking and clacking" sound of the bullfighting beast that Jiang Yi was riding, which was neither slow nor fast, yet extremely powerful.

When Jiang Yi rode his horse a few meters away from the army, the army made way for a passage in the middle, and after Jiang Yi entered, the passage quickly closed.

"Excuse me, sir, which prince is this?" The trembling old man couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Ning smiled and replied: "You will know soon..."

The old man was puzzled, but was immediately attracted by the scene that appeared in the army before him.

Wherever Jiang Yi passed, the cavalry that had been standing there quietly tore off their cloaks one after another, and double wheels of the sun and the moon that were curved like crescent moons appeared out of nowhere.

At a glance, countless emerald green lights shone out simultaneously, and the originally endless desolate wasteland turned into an emerald green ocean.

The sun and the moon rose into the sky, and the fighting spirit reached the sky.

"This...what is this?" a border resident asked thoughtfully.

"Yes, it is the Sun and Moon Wheels! He is Prince Yi!"

The old man said in a trembling voice with excitement, it turns out that the rumors are true, this Prince Daliyi really asked to stay in Western Frontier forever!
Although the news about Jiang Yi's journey to the Demon Realm Pass in the Western Frontier had spread widely in other places, it was deliberately concealed in this artificially closed and drought-stricken land.

Only scattered news came out, but no one believed it.

After all, Prince Yi is now at the peak of his career, so how could he take the initiative to come to Western Xinjiang? This is really no different from self-exile.

But now it seems that he has really come, and has brought the Dali King Flag with him!

"The situation in Demon Realm Pass is really going to change..." the old man murmured in a low voice.

I had planned to write 4000 words a day this month, but I had diarrhea twice while writing. I have been feeling uncomfortable in my stomach for several days, especially at night when I get home from get off work.

In addition, I had just changed jobs and entered the mechanical industry, so I was completely in the dark. I had to figure out the work first, otherwise I was afraid I would lose my job.

So this is 2000 words per day, or 4000 words if you’re in good shape.

Also take a good rest and adjust yourself. I have stayed up late almost every day in the past six months and I am really afraid that my body will be broken, so I will take care of my body this month.

Sorry!

I didn't expect to end the chapter here tonight, but I really can't hold on any longer
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(End of this chapter)