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Chapter 293 Suddenly heard the local accent, Taiping swordsmanship(1/2)

Chapter 293 Suddenly Hearing the Local Voice, Taiping Sword Technique

At the end of February, the grass grows and the orioles fly.

The land of Mobei, which had been ruled by a long and cold winter for several months, finally regained some vitality.

At this time, if you look down from a high altitude, you will find that the entire grassland is gradually boiling, and countless scattered people have gathered into large troops.

Thousands of troops and horses galloped towards the North Sea.

Wang Yuan personally led the team, and naturally hundreds of elite knights from the Bone Bundle Luming Department under his command were also among them.

They gradually formed a large force of thousands of people with a dozen other teams, driving tens of thousands of cattle and sheep towards the north.

At the front of the team are the [Nine-blade White Banner] and the [Four-blade Black Banner] belonging to one of the five Naiman tribes, the "Ulan Tribe".

Obviously, the clans from which these thousands of people are born belong to the Ulan tribe.

The white one represents authority in peacetime, while the black one symbolizes war and strength, and is the color exclusive to the God of Death.

The protagonist this time is of course [Earth Mother Krishna], but it is also essentially an alliance expedition.

Each of the five Naiman tribes has a Khan king, and their status is completely equal. However, in Mobei, where theocratic power is supreme, all five tribes must respect the "Cangtian Zhengfa Dao" as the main one.

When the order of "The True Dharma of Heaven" is issued, no one dares to neglect it.

Boom, boom, boom.

The shamans in the team even beat the sacrificial drums and borrowed the power of the gods they believed in to bless the horses, cattle and sheep, so that they could travel thousands of miles in the sun as light as a swallow.

Thousands of horses are galloping and banners are sweeping.

Exactly: the wind is rolling, the clouds are turning cold, the clouds are turning, the snow is clearing, and the troops are beating drums and horses’ hooves are light!

but.

Wang Yuan was riding on the back of a tall and magnificent horse, the Snow-hoofed Crow, and he couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the many frozen corpses on the roadside that were finally seen again after the snow melted.

"The impact of cold winter on the deep grasslands is many times more serious than I thought before."

All the way to the north on this trip, wherever there were once human habitations, there will be frozen corpses.

There are not a few unlucky ones who even have entire tribes die in the cold winter.

They are all small tribes that are relatively weak and not fully prepared before the cold winter arrives.

Every cold winter is a severe test of life and death for them.

Maybe it was really miserable in Dayan, with people even freezing to death in the southernmost Qiongzhou, but the Naiman people living outside Mobei Pass would only be even worse.

If their vitality had not been seriously damaged, they might not have used "plague", an extreme method that might accidentally injure themselves, to attack Baiyun Pass.

After all, once something like the plague is released, it doesn't care whether the people who appear in front of it are the Great Yan people or the Naiman people.

The areas of power of [Earth Mother Krishna] are [Plague] and [Death], [Reincarnation] and [Fertility], but there is no [Medical Treatment] among them.

Even if the Naiman people caught the plague, they would still die.

suddenly.

"Attention! There is a [Crooked Corpse] in front of us, everyone should move around!"

As the [Four Black Banners] in front of the team were raised high.

The entire team immediately turned their horses' heads without hesitation, far away from the corrupt figure in front of them who made smelly footsteps every step of the way.

When passing by that "thing", Wang Yuan turned his head and glanced at it.

The walking [Corpse on the Back] is a corpse carrying three corpses.

Because the temperature is getting warmer, their skin has already begun to rot and turn black, and their bodies are still dripping with yellow and stinky corpse water.

But even this corpse looked like a strong man, taking long strides as fast as a galloping horse, and moving in the same direction as the large army.

Every Naiman knight could not help but shudder deeply when he passed by it.

If [Sewing Thousand Corpses] collects a "living tax", it will forcefully eliminate the old, weak, sick and disabled among the five tribes of Naiman, so that the tribe can always maintain vitality.

The [Crooked Back Corpse] collects the "dead tax" and no corpse will be wasted.

This kind of [strangeness] is actually not the corpse carrying the corpse, but an invisible rule that spreads across the entire grassland.

As long as there are more than two corpses lying around at one time.

After three days and nights, one of the corpses will get up on its own and become a powerful "corpse bearer", carrying all the other corpses on its back.

This is the same glorious model worker as the [Yin Officials], a role model who will work even if he dies.

Moreover, these decayed corpses will most likely become biological weapons against Great Yan.

It can be said that these Naiman people lived hard and paid taxes during their lifetime; they died great and made the best use of their things. They could not truly rest in peace until the last drop of corpse oil was drained of their value.

However, whether it is [Thousands of Corpses Sewn] or [Crooked Back Corpses], they are essentially the direct minions of the [Earth Mother Krishna], and their status in the Mahakala divine system is not low.

Even a demon with abilities far beyond those of mortals will be mercilessly carried on its back and turned into a corpse if it dares to come within one foot of it.

"Mortals living here must abide by countless taboos. If you are not careful, various [weird things] will take the opportunity to kill you on the spot."

From Wang Yuan's memories of "Old Leader" and "Bone Bundle", there are far more "weird" evils on the grassland than just that.

Even the revered demons and deceitful gods would change their expressions.

[Three Hands]: Three human hands walking in line with their fingers on the ground can steal other people's organs, heads, or Taoism without anyone noticing.

It can even turn all kinds of devious gods from above into mortal beings again.

[The Walking Dead Arhat]: A monk missing the upper half of his head, elusive and omnipresent.

No matter who it is, as long as it puts its always-raised hands above its head, it will definitely die and become a miserable walking corpse.

The only way to save your life is to be taller than him when you meet him on the grassland.

Or maybe it happened to sneak into the tent while I was lying on the bed sleeping.

[Crawling Iron Coffin]: It is a pig iron coffin with limbs and an old human head growing out, crawling on the ground.

Always crawling on the ground, any living person or even tribe that stands in front of him will be put into a coffin and completely disappear from the world.

It is said that he was transformed by the original co-lord of the five tribes of Naiman, who suffered divine punishment for resisting the rule of the Cang God.

This Heavenly Punishment is somewhat similar to the [Immortal Sand Resurrection Seal Script].

Etc., etc

There are countless similar evil sects [Weird]. No matter which kind of narrow path we encounter, even [Master Huang Zhuan] may be defeated and die accidentally.

From this, Wang Yuan truly saw the tip of the iceberg of the strange world in Mobei, and he also roughly saw clearly what [Tianguan] wanted to transform Dayan and this world into.

A heart that was a little impetuous due to continuous growth calmed down again.

Previously, it seemed that he could always take advantage of the situation in Great Yan, but that was not because he was so powerful.

It's because of the existence of [Zhijie Xian] that it has been turned into a novice village with a relatively normal style and reasonable reasoning, and can be leveraged through external means.

Compared with the two in Great Yan, the living conditions of the five tribes of Naiman also appear to be even more pitiful.

On the surface, they appear to have strong troops and strong horses, but they often harass the Great Yan frontier and make countless Dayan people think they are barbaric.

But in the details of society as a whole, there is an evil nature that makes people shudder.

The five Naiman tribes were originally pigs and sheep raised by demons. From birth to death, they spent everything for the sect without any dignity at all.

Everything is just survival and has nothing to do with life.

And this kind of life will continue for thousands of years without any change.

"It's miserable, the barbarians are really miserable!

Whether before life or after death, the skin, flesh, bones, blood, and corpse have all been arranged for their destination.

After I go back, I will help you write seven miserable words in a row!"

While Wang Yuan was sighing, he suddenly found a few ghosts that had slipped through the road and were wandering under the shade of the trees.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he stretched out his palms and easily caught them all into the ghost realm, suppressing them into the [Heart-killing Hell], constantly strengthening the power of his own Taoism.

His face remained expressionless, as if he had completely forgotten what he had just said a breath ago.

"Well, although you are miserable under the rule of demons, I am miserable too!

Look at the incense, willpower, moral virtue, popularity, etc. that were added up today. They don’t even have six figures. Isn’t this miserable enough?!”

At this moment, Wang Yuan suddenly turned his head and looked at a low mountain more than ten miles away in front of the team.

[Ghost Ear Report] I seem to hear a hint of a familiar accent!

Young buds are growing in the mountain forest, which is just dyed with a hint of green.

A petite woman dressed as a Naiman, holding a long and narrow wild goose feather knife, flew up and down in the forest like a light swift, struggling to resist the vicious attack of a group of demons.

While breathing heavily, I sighed in my heart:

"I'm in vain for Xie Yanji's claim that she can dance in the palm of her hand, and her ability to fly and escape is superb.

There is also [Innate Magical Power·The Breath of Heaven and Earth], which can perfectly integrate one's own aura into the surrounding environment, making him a first-class scout in the world.
To be continued...
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