This festival is very important in Kitahara, and a bonfire is held in the evening.
Singing and dancing will continue until late at night
At this time, the Great Khan of Baribu was dancing happily with his newly acquired concubine.
The little prince Battle on the side was staring with a lustful look on his face, muttering unhappily in his heart.
He hasn't found a daughter-in-law yet, but his father has taken in such a beautiful woman.
The other high-ranking officials of the Bari tribe and the officials of the royal court also had their own evil intentions in their hearts.
Thinking about the grassland event that is coming soon, how to annex a few more disobedient tribes.
Especially the annoying Qiao Nuobu, who not only rejected the young prince's proposal of marriage, but also disgraced the royal court.
He didn't even participate in the war against Daxia this time.
I heard that some construction work was done some time ago, a small city was built and the land was reclaimed.
It completely violates the beliefs and rules of the prairie people and must be resolutely banned.
The Great Khan had specifically studied and discussed this matter a few days ago.
They unanimously decided to put pressure on the Qiaonuo tribe during the grassland gathering based on this matter, and even directly send troops to annihilate them.
Little Prince Battle thought bitterly that the old man Daiqin actually betrothed his wooden box to that outsider.
This time, he will have to pay the price!
As for the wooden grid, it is natural to find a way to capture it and keep it as your own.
At this time, Khan's dance came to an end, everyone clapped and cheered, and the joyful atmosphere reached its peak.
"Boom...boom...boom..."
Suddenly, there was a rumble in the distance.
Everyone raised their heads in confusion and couldn't help but mutter in their hearts, did the rain come so early this year?
Looking around, he saw a fireball suddenly streaking across the sky, like a meteorite from the sky.
Before anyone could react, the fireball hit the crowd hard, instantly exploding into a shower of sparks.
Suddenly, people in the Bari tribe's Wangzhai were shouting and neighing, and the fire easily ignited the tent made of animal skins, coarse cloth, and wood.
The people in their hands fell in a pool of blood and howled.
The shamans and priests who did not understand what was going on shouted hysterically: "Heaven's punishment has come... This is heaven's punishment... The gods are angry."
Everyone was kneeling on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic, muttering words, begging God for forgiveness.
However, what they got in exchange was wave after wave of fireball bombardment.
Wangzhai was suddenly plunged into a sea of fire, with injured and dead everywhere.
After suffering seven or eight waves of bombings, someone finally reacted and shouted: "Run quickly, you'll be fine if you run out."
"Run...everyone, run..."
The devout believers finally collapsed, and everyone was like a flock of sheep being attacked by hungry wolves, thinking about Wang Zhai and rushing outside.
Behind him, the violent explosions continued.
Little Prince Battle, surrounded by morning guards, mingled with the crowd and stumbled out.
After finally running out of Wangzhai, everyone fell down on a hill with lingering fear.
Looking at Wangzhai burning with raging fire, they looked at each other and were at a loss.
"Where...where is my father Khan?"
Barter suddenly remembered something, and while panting rapidly, he asked the people around him.
One of the guards trembled and said: "Back... back to Your Highness... The Great Khan was killed just after the first round of heavenly punishment."
"What...!" Battle shouted and grabbed the guard's collar.
He asked sternly: "You...can you see clearly? Father, he...he really..."
"Yes...yes..." The guard was trembling, but he didn't dare to tell lies to deceive him.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "The villain is really looking at it. Dahan, he is indeed... indeed..."
"Uuuuuuuuah...Father, why are you so cruel..."
Before the guard could finish speaking, Battle burst into tears.
While crying sadly, he raised his hand to wipe the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes.
"Then...where is the beauty just now? Where did she go?"
Battelle howled a few times, changed the subject, and asked everyone.
"Uh...well..." The guards scratched their heads.
They all looked around, looking left and right for the figure of the empress.
However, it doesn't matter, there are actually torches on the dark grassland in the distance.
They are outflanking their own two wings. Judging from the number of people there, they have already formed an encirclement on their own side.
"My lord, look...who is that person? Is it an enemy attack?"
"Huh?" Everyone was stunned and quickly looked in the direction of the finger.
Battle scratched his head in a daze: "Enemy attack? Who dares to attack our Bari tribe? Are you tired of living?"
Then he laughed dryly and comforted himself: "Maybe... maybe our own troops came to help after hearing that we were affected by the disaster."
Such a sentence naturally failed to convince everyone, but it gave everyone a wake-up call.
Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "No! This is an enemy attack, it's an enemy attack!"
Then he said to everyone: "Some time ago, the uncle of the Qiaonuo Department and the current crown prince of Nanhai came, and he brought a large number of people with him."
"I heard that that man used a new type of weapon to defeat the former crown prince of Nanhai and the Yan army."
"That new weapon is as loud as thunder and as powerful as fire. It can be charged with electricity quickly. If you hold it, you will die. If you touch it, you will be injured. It is very powerful."
"Could this heavenly punishment be that person's new weapon?"
As soon as these words came out, the others immediately reacted and shouted loudly: "Enemy attack... Enemy attack...!"
"Escort the prince to go first...quickly..."
Battle was still in a daze at this time and said in disbelief: "Isn't it true? Is Qiao Nuobu so brave?"
"Where is our army? Can we quickly mobilize it to escort it?"
"Oh, Your Highness... when did this happen!" the captain of the guard said anxiously: "Most of the chief officers of our team have been killed or injured just now."
"Besides, now that the war horses are gone, no one can rush out to report the news."
Then he ordered everyone: "Everyone, protect His Highness and break out to the northwest. We have a garrison there."
"yes!"
The remaining people responded one after another and rushed towards the northwest, hoping to use the darkness to rush out.
However, they really wanted to keep it simple.
At this time, a raging fire was burning in the Baribu Wangzhai, illuminated by the bright full moon.
The surrounding dark pastures were all illuminated.
There was no way Battelle could lurk among these thousands of people. They were discovered by the Qionuo cavalry even when they were very far away.
I saw them raising the strange long sticks in their hands and taking a look at the crowd, and then the sticks burst into flames.
A guard next to Battle suddenly screamed and fell into a pool of blood.
Everyone was shocked and had not reacted yet.
The surrounding cavalrymen from the Qiaonuo tribe beat the people from the Bari tribe with "crackling" sounds.
In an instant, people among the remaining members of the Bari tribe began to fall one after another.
And the Qiaonuo cavalry gradually surrounded them.
When he was finally captured, there were only a few hundred people left around little prince Battle.
Moreover, there were various injuries. Battle, who was usually arrogant and domineering, was also injured in his right leg by a fire gun.
He was limping awkwardly, completely losing his usual arrogance.
Pointing at the surrounding sergeants with a trembling hand, Battelle cursed: "You are so brave, how dare you attack the royal court and attack His Highness!"
"You have committed a capital crime, so aren't you afraid of being surrounded and suppressed by my Bari tribe's army?"
"Who are you instructing? If you don't retreat quickly, Your Highness will let bygones be bygones!"
"Otherwise...otherwise..."
"What else?"
A voice of ridicule came from behind the Qiao Nuo cavalry team.
Battle followed the sound and saw that the cavalry team in front slowly separated, and a knight walked over arrogantly.
A fair face, a handsome square face, and a sarcastic expression.
Barter was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening, pointed at the man and said angrily: "Is that you?"
"Is it you, a pretty boy? Damn it...!"
The person who came was none other than the instigator of this incident, Nan Yanxi.
At this time, he was sitting on a tall horse, staring at Battle with a victor's attitude.
He shook his head and said in a weird voice: "Tsk, tsk, tsk...who was I then? It turned out to be the little prince Battle."
"Long time no see, long time no see... How are you lately? Have you found a wife? Are you still single?"
"You...!" Battelle was furious and almost jumped up.
Pointing at Nan Yanxi, he cursed: "Traitor, thief! It was clearly you who cheated, so I lost to you!"
"Otherwise, Qimuge would have been mine long ago!"
"Today you raided my tribe again and killed my father Khan. You are really bullying me!"