Chapter 270 The legend of the northern barbarians (4000 words two in one chapter)
The formation for breaking out is completely different from the formation for holding on.
When holding on, the army adopts an arched defensive posture, but when breaking through, the army should dig in cleanly like an awl.
Only by making a gap can one possibly escape death.
At this time, it is a competition between spear and shield. It depends on whether the spear is sharper or the shield is stronger.
The Anxi Army is obviously a professional army with professional training and has no hesitation in executing orders.
After Liu Lin gave the order, they immediately changed their formation and began to break out.
For them, this is also a matter of survival.
If you want to survive, you must break out of the encirclement as quickly as possible.
The longer they delay, the more energy they use up, and the lower the chance of a successful breakout.
At this moment, Zalika and Bagul decided to take action.
As the top practitioners of Tantric Buddhism in the Western Regions, they can completely change the trend of a battle by themselves.
“Sanicalo”
Bagur began to recite ancient mantras, and then Zalika began to echo.
The two people's voices were high and low, and their voices were intertwined, like a beautiful song.
But it's obvious that the Anxi Army doesn't think so.
Because this ballad has begun to interfere with their minds, making their actions become sluggish, not like a battle-hardened soldier at all.
"Why is this happening?"
Liu Lin's face was ashen and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.
"Why can the songs they sing disturb the mind? What kind of magic is this?"
As a soldier, it was difficult for Liu Lin to understand what was happening in front of him, and he only felt confused.
"Block your ears and order the entire army to block their ears and not listen to the songs sung by these two monsters."
Although he didn't understand the rationale, Liu Lin knew that continuing to listen would be extremely damaging to the morale of the military.
The officers and soldiers of the Anxi Army immediately obeyed the order.
After blocking their ears, their consciousness returned to normal, and their actions returned to their normal frequency and state.
"Diva Thorn"
Seeing this, Zalika changed the spell and responded in an extremely strong way.
Then there was a huge amount of yellow sand on the Gobi Desert, and for a while the sand and rocks were flying around.
"Tsk tsk"
Feng Hao, who had been watching, sneered when he saw this, and then stepped on the fish machine knife and rushed straight in the direction of the sandstorm.
The officers and soldiers of the Anxi Army were all stunned.
They knew that Lord Feng was an expert, but they never thought that Lord Feng was so powerful.
Flying on a knife? This seems to them like something only gods can do.
But Mr. Feng did it as easily as eating and drinking.
How many people can have this strength?
Feng Hao rushed towards the sandstorm alone and was soon buried in the sandstorm.
The sandstorm blocked him from the outside world. Feng Hao couldn't see clearly, and even his hearing was greatly affected.
However, Feng Hao did not feel panic, he wanted to reshape the six senses.
The so-called six consciousnesses refer to sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and mind.
This corresponds to the six sense organs - eye sense, ear sense, nose, tongue, body, and mana.
The so-called six pure roots refer to these six roots.
But at this moment, it is not easy for Feng Hao to reshape his six senses.
After all, the practice of this Western Tantra is very strange and can interfere with people's spiritual consciousness to the greatest extent.
"Only by being quiet and doing nothing can you gain the six consciousnesses."
At this time, Feng Hao actually recited the Taoist secrets.
This was simply impossible in the past.
Because bad people are arrogant, they are also secular and will not bow to anyone easily.
But now, at a time when life and death are at stake, Feng Hao doesn't care much anymore. He must do his best to lead the Anxi Army out of the predicament.
After reciting it, Feng Hao's surroundings suddenly became filled with golden light.
Then the golden light radiated and broke through the sand and dust.
"Come out, Lord Feng is out."
"Look, Lord Feng is coming out."
"Great, this is really great."
Feng Hao was like a god descending to earth, breaking through the illusion created by Bagur and Zalika, giving the Anxi army a sense of status.
The Anxi Army also managed to break through the siege of the thirty-six-nation coalition forces in the Western Regions.
A large part of the reason for this is that the coalition forces of the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions are not affiliated with each other and are just a loose alliance.
It's okay when eating meat and drinking soup, but when it comes to desperate situations, almost every country's army will instinctively shrink back.
On the other hand, the Anxi Army was willing to risk their lives to survive. They had a decisive attitude and a desperate momentum.
Based on this alone, the coalition of thirty-six countries in the Western Regions is not worth mentioning.
"It's done, it's done!"
After Liu Lin led his troops to break through, he excitedly waved his fists.
He simply couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. Judging from various signs, they were all facing death. Feng Hao had great credit for being able to come out alive.
"Don't look back, go all the way east, let's go back to Chang'an!"
Liu Lin was filled with pride for a moment.
Now he has one obsession in his heart, that is, he must bring this army back to Chang'an alive.
He doesn't care how His Majesty the Emperor will punish him after returning to Chang'an.
"Run away, just let them run away?"
Heyanwall roared angrily.
As the elected commander-in-chief of the thirty-six-nation coalition in the Western Region, he felt that he had been greatly insulted.
"Why is this happening?"
"You losers who only dare to bluff and watch the Central Plains people slip away from you without daring to do anything. I am really ashamed of you."
"General, now is not the time to lose your temper. Although the Anxi Army has broken through, they will not go far in a short time. We still have a chance to catch up."
Zalika advised.
"Shut up! If the illusion you created wasn't so useless, why would it be like this!"
Heyanwal waited for Zalika fiercely, as if this practitioner of the Tantric Sect of the Western Regions was the culprit behind this situation.
Zalika felt very aggrieved. After a moment of hesitation, she swallowed the words that came to her lips.
"Right now, the Anxi Army is fleeing towards the Central Plains. We still have a chance before they reach Shazhou and Guazhou. But if they reach Shazhou and Guazhou, we will no longer have the possibility to intercept and kill them."
Although He Yanwo was very angry, he still retained the most basic sense.
In his opinion, the Anxi Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty was now exhausted, and the reason why they could continue to march eastward was because they still had one breath left.
This tone means going home, returning to their hometown to reunite with their relatives.
So as long as their belief is destroyed, the Anxi Army will definitely fall apart.
"Now it's time for you to atone for your sins and use illusions to make them feel desperate. After all, if you walk on this vast desert for a long time, you will definitely feel that there is no end."
"Where did I just talk? By the way, until one day the devil came to the Cavour Grassland. No one knew what the devil looked like, but according to the old people, he should be a monster with three heads and six arms, covered with vines.
Look, kid, this guy's mouth isn't on his head, it's on his chest. Can you imagine, kid, on his chest?
"Don't ask me why, hey, maybe it's convenient when eating people. When he eats people, he only needs to grab the person's throat, pull it up like a tamarisk or a dry reed, and stuff it into the chest."
Lan Che, the leader of the Divol tribe, a barbarian tribe in the northern grassland, spoke of his rise, which made him salivate. His eyes, which had become increasingly cloudy due to years of nomadic work, flashed with the sharpness of a predatory beast.
His son Jikal was frightened when he heard this, and could not help but shrink back. How could there be such a weird story in this world? If he had known it, he would not have begged his father to tell it! But at this time, he had no way out, so he gritted his teeth,
Prick up your ears like a mountain rabbit and keep listening.
"Well, this devil found the tribe where Habai lived along the river, roaring horribly. Soon after, everyone in the tribe knew that the devil had come to the grassland, and fear spread rapidly among the tribe like a plague. The old patriarch
Knowing that according to the devil's rules, he must find a warrior before sunset who is willing to follow the devil to the Sea of Death, a place littered with bones."
"What if no one agrees to the devil?" Jikar asked nervously, holding the corners of his back tightly with one hand and holding it like a rock with the other.
"If no one agrees to the devil, he may eat everyone in the tribe, men, women, old people and children. He may eat all the way along the deer and firewood, not sparing anyone. But no one knows what is in the devil's heart.
What do you think, this is all a legend."
Lan Che frowned slightly and shut Jikar up with just one sentence.
"The old patriarch thought about it, but he didn't know who to find to go to the Sea of Death with the devil. Although the tribesmen are very brave, it is really difficult for them to accept death as home. The old patriarch watched the sun gradually sinking, and he was very anxious.
He seemed to see the figure of the devil slowly coming towards his halashah, and in despair he suddenly thought of Habai, the warrior he had privately chosen as his son-in-law."
"Of course, as you think, the old patriarch finally gritted his teeth and went to find Habai. However, before he could speak, the young man knew the purpose of the old patriarch's visit. To the old patriarch's expectation, this courageous young man did not hesitate.
He hesitantly agreed to his request. Habai took a bag of roasted naan prepared by all the tribesmen and set off with the devil."
"Day and night changed, spring and summer alternated. Hader and the maroon horse under his crotch were tired of looking at the pasture, and the pasture was tired of looking at Habai and his red horse. He followed the devil all the way westward, passing through the withered and gloomy road.
In the Cheer Populus euphratica forest, I waded through the dark river with the smell of death, passed through the vast earth-colored desert without a trace of human life, and walked through more than a hundred days and nights. Day by day, the devil still did not tell Habai him
What exactly are you going to do?”
"Finally one day, Habai couldn't suppress the confusion and resentment in his heart, so he pulled out the scimitar from his waist, walked to the devil's side, and wanted to fight this guy to the death."
"At this moment" Rancher smiled at Jikal and said: "The devil suddenly turned around and told Habai that the Sea of Death has arrived."
"What happens next? Did Habai defeat the devil?" Jikar tilted his head, still not daring to get out of the small world surrounded by felt.
"What's next?" Lan Che thought for a moment, then shrugged and said, "Habai and the devil became friends."
Rancher didn't look at Jicard's mouth, which was as open as a goose egg, and spoke spontaneously.
"The devil brought Habai to his home - a lakeside full of lush pastures and bright flowers. The grassland was full of fat cattle, sheep and camels. Habai was shocked and speechless by the sight in front of him. He really
I don’t understand how the sea of death that people say is barren of life and littered with corpses can look like this. The devil turned around and looked at the confused Habai with a half-smile, but didn’t say a word.”
"It took Habai a long time to get out of the shock and asked the devil why the scene he saw was different from what people had said. The devil pointed to the stretching mountains in the distance and sneered, "They have never walked out of that area.
Grassland, if you haven't climbed over that mountain range, how can you know what's going on outside the mountains?"
"Habai asked again, if this was the case, why didn't he tell his tribe clearly at that time, so that many people would rush to come to the "Sea of Death" with him. The devil shook his head and told Habai, if he had
After telling the tribe the truth, the greedy tribe will really turn this fertile pasture into a sea of death. Habai took a deep breath and asked the devil if no one in the tribe stood up and followed him to "Death" before sunset.
"What will he do?" The devil smiled coldly and told Habai that if this was really the case, he would eat up all the people in the Harasha, whether they were adults, children, men or
woman."
"A tribe that does not have the courage to face a new life has no reason to survive. Then the devil told Habai that he would give him all the cattle, sheep, camels, and pastures he saw in front of him as a reward for his courage.
"
"What do you think he said, son? Habai did not accept these gifts from the devil, but begged the devil to let him go back to the prairie and his home."
"He already has everything, why should he go back?" Jikar blinked in confusion and looked at his father.
"Where are his roots?" Lan Che sighed, his tone becoming melancholy, as elusive as the night.
"What happened next?" Jicard continued to ask, not believing that the story ended like this.
"Later?" Lan Che was stunned for a moment, then cleared his throat: "Later, the devil was impressed by Habai's courage and let him return to the prairie. Not only that, he also gave him 500 sheep and 50 cattle.
, twenty camels were given to Habai. From then on, the whole tribe was in admiration of Habai. The old chief was ashamed and gave up his position, and our young man became the new chief. Under his leadership, the tribe became prosperous.
, snow-white tents stretch to the end of the mountains.”
"Of course, this is the end of the story, I can guarantee it. Well, stop making trouble, you have to get up early tomorrow. God bless you, child."
Rancher stood up neatly, approached the short table and blew out the flickering candle. In an instant, Jikar's world fell into darkness.