The music of "Ambush from Daggers on All Sides" was finally played in Langjuxu Mountain. At first, no one thought that this music had any omen. They only heard the sounds of war and conquest from the music. The Huns liked to listen to this sound very much.
, especially when played with cowhide drums and horn horns, it sounded like a charging horn to their ears. The Chanyu also liked it very much. In order to let the victims who gathered around the palace feel the courage of the Huns, he ordered that every day
There will be a performance on the palace wall at noon.
Suddenly one day, Bobo, who was closest to the city wall, didn't hear the exciting drum beats. He raised his head with difficulty and took a look at the city wall. He didn't find the drummer or the trumpeter. He touched the man next to him with some doubts.
He slowed his head for a moment, and then pointed at the city wall, meaning that even now, why is there no movement at all today?
Touman also looked up at the palace wall. Under the vast sky, the wall was empty. He shook his head at Bobo and said that he didn't know. The two looked at each other and moved closer to each other, squeezing together to keep warm.
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There is only one person left in Bobo and Touman. Their parents, wife and children died after the winter came. Touman's son was the first person to die in their family, because he was too young and still needed his mother's milk, but
My wife, who had a headache, had long since run out of milk. She gave the child some gruel every day that could be seen at the bottom of the bowl, but after half a month, the child stopped eating at all.
When his son died, he didn't cry because he knew that crying would only waste energy and have no effect. Like all families who have died, he held his son's body and placed it on a slope at the foot of Langjuxu Mountain.
Touman watched his son being carried away by a wolf, and then he gritted his teeth and returned to the tent with drafts on all sides by the river. He sent his son away on the first day, and sent away his mother on the second day.
.My father's body was very strong before, and he had to carry it for a full month before he died. After he slowly delivered his body to that small earthbag, he finally became a human being.
Unlike Tou Man's family who died one after another, Bo Bo's relatives died cleanly. A night of wind and snow collapsed his family's tent. When he woke up the next day, Bo Bo found that he was the only one left in the family of seven.
So Bobo pulled his own carriage and placed the bodies of all his family members on it, and after much effort, he took them to the small earth bun.
The number of victims is decreasing day by day, and hatred is gathering day by day. When this kind of indifference and sluggishness accumulates to a certain extent, a breakthrough is naturally needed, and the nearby palace is the best choice.
Yi Zhixie stood in the distance and looked at the group of victims outside the palace. She turned to the Bank of China and asked, "Isn't it time yet?"
BOC said and shook his head: "Wait a moment, it's almost over!"
Before the victims' grievances arose, Shan Yu's grievances were already unstoppable. He kicked the cowhide drums in the courtyard and broke the horns one after another. Feeling that the bad breath in his chest was still not clear, he ordered those people to be killed.
The musicians were all executed for no reason or reason. Standing in the middle of a pile of rags, Chanyu was indifferent to the screams.
He kicked the cowhide drum that was relatively intact again and returned to the lobby angrily. The Tuntou King quickly followed.
"Is this song that humiliates me really made by Su Ren?"
The Tuntou King swallowed: "That's what the people who came back from Mayi said, but I heard that it was based on the situation between the late emperor Liu Bang and Xiang Yu of the Han Dynasty in the battle of Gaixia, and it did not humiliate you Shanyu.
mean."
"Huh! Excuses, they are all excuses. He is just watching Ben Chanyu's jokes!" The Tuntou King did not speak, but Chanyu continued: "Dare to laugh at Ben Chanyu like this, he feels that Ben Chanyu really does not dare to go to Ma.
Can’t we make it?”
The Tuntou King was shocked and said quickly: "Chanyu, please calm down! It is winter now, not to mention that Mayi is two thousand miles away. We don't have enough food and grass, and there are tens of thousands of victims outside the palace wall. If Shanyu is at this time
It may be difficult to win if we send troops."
"How can I, the Xiongnu warrior, be afraid of that little Ma Yi? I want to see who is more powerful, Su Ren, or my Huns cavalry!"
No matter how Chanyu loses power, it is still Chanyu. His words still have a certain effect on the grassland. At least they caused a stir in the royal court at the foot of Langjuxu Mountain. When the elders lined up to worship Langjuxu in the snow, they lined up in a long line to go up to Langjuxu.
When they reached the mountain, the people knew that something big was going to happen, and they stretched their necks one by one, hoping to see what it was.
The victims also had the same idea. The reason why they had not rushed into the palace until now was because they were afraid of the strength of the royal army, and they still had a sense of awe for Shan Yu.
The sound of the cowhide drum is so loud that the hearts of those who beat it can't help but beat along with it. The horn horn has been blown, and the low sound of the horn hovers on Langjuxu Mountain for a long time and refuses to go away. The high priest wears the most solemn sacrificial robes and holds a scimitar in his right hand.
, holding a scepter with a skull in his left hand, dancing on the smoky mountaintop. The snow was falling heavily, and the high priest was dancing very hard.
Shanyu and hundreds of people, large and small, knelt quietly under the altar. The expressions on their faces were extremely serious, and they closed their eyes and waited for the final judgment of the high priest. Yi Zhixie also participated in this sacrifice, although he did not know
Why does the Chanyu want to offer sacrifices, but he understands that the Chanyu should use troops. As for who to do this, he has to discuss it with the Bank of China.
After dancing all morning, the old high priest showed no sign of fatigue. An eagle used the heat from the sacrifice to hover on the top of Langjuxu Mountain. The animals that came out to look for food at this time were helpless.
I have seen a hare jumping hard in the snow on the mountainside, but I dare not come down. Because there are people everywhere. If someone shoots an arrow and the rabbit cannot be caught, I will die miserably here.
A muffled thunder sounded right above everyone's heads, and the sound was very loud. But no one was frightened, because they knew that this was a miracle and that God was showing them the way.
The high priest was panting and sitting cross-legged in the center of the altar. Someone had already come forward to help the high priest take off the scepter from his hand and the dazzling array of sundries on his body. All of them were old people who could dance around in dozens of kilograms all morning.
A man of strong will, otherwise he would not be able to become the High Priest of the Huns.
When the high priest was carried off the altar, Shan Yu was the first to get into the high priest's tent. The high priest was still recovering his strength and finally recovered. He called a young priest over and whispered a few words in his ear.
Sentence. The young priest understood, nodded, stood up, and came to the Shan Yu.
"The high priest said that the will of Changshengtian can only be told to one person, others please leave the tent!"
The Bank of China said that he was not qualified to participate in such a sacrifice. He was neither a Huns nor a complete person. Sacrifice was of special significance to the Huns, and an eunuch would never be disrespectful to the gods. Therefore, whenever this time,
Bank of China would know how to avoid it, or drink in a certain Xiongnu wine shop, or ride a horse on the grassland alone.
This time he chose to leave the Royal Court. Because Shanyu was short of food, all food-related shops in the Royal Court were closed, not to mention the food-intensive wine making, including kumiss. The Bank of China said that he was alone in the Royal Court.
He didn't think there would be anyone around him who would dare to do anything to him, let alone wolves, insects, tigers or leopards. When he got tired of running, he would dismount and lead him for a while, and would not come back until the sacrifice was over.
The wind and snow were very heavy today, and the horse's hooves were deeply stuck in the snow before we had gone very far. The Bank of China said that we had to dismount the horse and lead him back. Looking up at the top of Langjuxu Mountain, the thick smoke means that the sacrifice is not over yet, so just look for it
In a tent, BOC said he lowered his head and got in. The owner of the tent was startled and found out that BOC immediately took care of him diligently.
If there was no wine, we would use water, and a pot of grass root soup that had just been boiled was brought to BOC. This was the first time that BOC said he had entered the tent of an ordinary herdsman. Looking at the bowl of grass root soup that was impossible to eat, BOC said nothing.
, picked it up and took a sip. The ground grass roots hurt my throat, so I just swallowed it.
The appearance of this herdsman couple is not much different from that of ordinary herdsmen. The only difference is that the woman is extremely fat. At this time, fat people are enviable, so Bank of China couldn't help but take a second look.
"Master Military Advisor, the food is not good, so just make do with it, we have nothing else to eat!"
BOC said with a slight smile: "What's your name?"
"Auba."
"Awuba means green grass. Unfortunately, there is neither grass nor cattle or sheep on the grassland."
Awuba sniffed: "We used to have a hundred horses and three hundred cows, but it was these people from the north who caused trouble. Without them, how could we be in this situation."
BOC said taking a deep breath: "Then what do you think we should do?"
Awuba was very shy, kept his posture very low, and hesitated for a while without daring to speak. Bank of China said jokingly: "Tell me, I won't tell Shan Yu."
The woman stepped forward and stood beside Awuba: "Those people from the north should be driven back. They cannot take care of their cattle and sheep, and were taken away by the evil god. They cannot always stay here and embarrass Shanyu!"
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The Bank of China glanced at the woman and shook his head: "I'm afraid that won't work."
"Ah!" Awuba said in surprise: "Is there no other way? If we continue like this, we will all starve to death if we can't survive this winter. God of longevity, please save your people!"
As Awuba spoke, he knelt on the ground and prayed to the God of Immortality with his face turned to the sky.
Bank of China said as he stood up and walked out. When he passed by Awuba, he patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Shanyu is already thinking of a solution. If everything goes well, your life will be better in a few months."
Get up, there will be one hundred horses and three hundred cattle and sheep!"
Watching Bank of China walk out of his tent and ride his horse into the snowy sky. Awuba got up from his place, turned to look at his wife, and the two smiled at each other.
A pigeon emerged from the wind and snow, circled the royal court several times to find the right direction, and flew quickly towards the south. The eagle on Langjuxu Mountain spotted the pigeon at a glance and sang.
With a sound, he whirled in the air, flapped his wings fiercely twice, and chased after him like an arrow. Unfortunately, the wind and snow were too strong, and by the time he caught up to the sky above the royal court, the pigeon had already disappeared. (To be continued)