Prepare ten dead soldiers, and when night falls, Tian Deping will use the awakening technique to bless them, conceal their aura, and let them sneak into Tang Gong's mansion silently.
Li Yuan also has skilled awakened disciples around him and is heavily guarded. It is unlikely that he can get close to him just by relying on stealth skills.
At this time, the sacrifice can begin.
Every dead soldier wears a blood sacrifice ring, and the blood sacrifice ring is connected to the altar.
The altar carries the initiation, sacrifice, summons and harvest of sacrifice.
Full sacrifices and devout prayers will attract the attention of the ancient gods.
The ancient gods will grant the dead man the strength of a buffalo, the speed of a cheetah, and the agility of an ape - and the dead man will fight for his life to assassinate him. Li Yuan, lying on the bed like a dead dog, may not have time to put on his pants before he dies.
At the same time, another real sacrifice will be carried out simultaneously. This sacrifice is the real purpose of Tian Deping's hard work in arranging all this.
Tian Deping imagined the bloody and warm scenes in the dark, wandering in the atmosphere on the eve of the storm in the County Cheng Mansion.
It is said that time always passes very long on days when life and death are at stake.
After leaving the secret room, Tian Deping felt that time had indeed slowed down.
But what he hates is why night hasn't fallen yet.
He was gearing up, waiting for the coming glory, and at the same time, he was even more looking forward to the spiritual object in the sacrifice - it was a magical book, and it actually had writing on it. It was really unheard of.
Is such a sacrifice enough to make the ancient gods tempted?
It's enough to buy back a dying life.
Should we ask the sacrifice to find out what effect his spiritual object actually has?
Forget it, most likely they won’t tell me if I ask.
Before the decisive battle approaches, Tian Deping seems to have a lot of things to do, but also doesn't seem to have to do anything.
Everything is ready.
Victory always favors those who are prepared.
Since the assassination of Li Yuan was inevitable, Tian Deping, with the mentality of preparing a boat in times of drought, selected the dead man who would undertake the assassination task very early.
I also went through brainwashing and training for a long time.
The dead soldiers knew Li Yuan's appearance, habits, and the structure of Tang Gong's mansion very well, and they only needed the last night and the last blow.
Tian Deping was walking around the county magistrate's house, leisurely, with a pretentious demeanor, like a chicken coop, watching the hens and the roosters with nothing to do.
Even if he really turns into a rooster, Tian Deping feels that he should be a magic chicken.
Because of Tian Deping’s magic chicken plan.
In the side room of the front hall, Wang Wei was playing with the sandbox alone, deducing various possible outcomes that might happen at night.
Tian Deping looked through the crack in the door. Wang Wei pretended to be calm and smiled at him. But this poor acting could not conceal his nervousness.
The solemn feeling in the ear room was like fallen leaves falling to the ground after the biting autumn wind.
Tian Deping couldn't help but doubt Wang Wei's promise - when he succeeds, he will recommend himself to the Holy King.
Of course, Tian Deping never pinned all his hopes on Wang Wei.
In today's world, awakened disciples are very valuable.
No, it can no longer be measured with money.
Every hero who aspires to conquer the world longs for an awakened disciple, especially one as talented and powerful as himself.
If he becomes famous in a battle of victory and defeat, everyone will know that the Holy Lord will probably summon him personally.
As long as you can see the Holy Lord and be rewarded by him, becoming an immortal and becoming a god is just around the corner.
If he becomes an immortal, she will also accompany him to become an immortal. In this way, we will be able to live forever and never be separated.
Tian Deping came to the backyard with his hands behind his back, feeling pleased with himself.
The dead soldiers meditated and breathed out in a room in the backyard.
That room was quieter than a lonely grave in the wilderness.
It's often this dead silence before a volcano erupts.
In a wing room on the west side, Gao Junya set up an incense altar dedicated to an unknown deity. He stood up and kowtowed, and repeated useless rituals tirelessly, praying that everything would be accomplished today, that Jinyang would be peaceful, and that the people would be peaceful.
Sometimes, Tian Deping had to admit that Gao Junya was pedantic and stupid, but in the eyes of some people, he was still considered a loyal minister of the country and the people.
Gao Junya saw Tian Deping.
He walked out of the side room and walked in front of Tian Deping. Only then did Tian Deping realize that Gao Junya had a blood-red mark on his forehead.
"Tian Canjun,"
Gao Junya said: "Do you remember that you promised me before that when you offer a sacrifice, you will give the sacrifice a good time, right?"
"Remember it." Tian Deping nodded. Obviously, this is a promise that cannot be fulfilled.
The greatest value of sacrifice is sacrifice.
If the sacrifice is not painful, wailing, or heartbreaking, how can it attract the attention of the ancient gods?
What's more, the pain of the sacrifice is not limited to the time of sacrifice.
From the day it was used as a sacrifice, the sacrifice was inseparable from suffering.
"Do you remember," Gao Junya pointed to the sky and the ground, "we originally planned to pray for rain when we offered sacrifices - now, although we can't wait for the rain prayer meeting, we must not pray for rain.
So give up."
Tian Deping said: "If praying for rain will delay Ping Ni, will General Lang persist?"
"This is our fate." Gao Junya said: "But I believe that as long as we have the country in our hearts and serve the people wholeheartedly, God will be on our side, fate will favor us, and we will never fail.
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Tian Deping smiled and said: "That's as you wish."
He sneered in his heart. It was as if he had brought a pig teammate - Heaven and fate will be on your side, but victory will not. Victory will only obey the strong, pursue victory at all costs, and will not give up until the goal is achieved.
…
Night finally fell.
Tian Deping came to the front hall of Juncheng Mansion as scheduled, and Wang Wei and Gao Junya also arrived.
Ten dead soldiers stood in two rows in the center.
Their eyes gleamed fiercely, and their bodies exuded a murderous aura. Even extremely hungry wild wolves would retreat when they saw them.
Tian Deping had never been so excited in his life. It was like a crown prince's coronation ceremony, the eve of becoming a god, or a wedding night.
Wang Wei stood directly in front of the dead soldiers, preparing to give the final mobilization order.
Wang Wei didn't speak for a long time.
Tian Deping once wanted to speak for him.
Wang Wei finally said: "Brothers of life and death, at this point, the situation is clear and there is no need to say more. Mr. Wang can only use his own life as a guarantee. As long as you can kill the traitor and come back alive, I will protect you for life."
Prosperity and wealth.”
What kind of mobilization order is this?
Tian Deping frowned. Shouldn't it be said - you are all my warriors in the Sui Dynasty. You are blessed with holy grace, your mission is glorious, and you will witness a historic moment...
Shouldn't we say such words to boost morale and inspire people?
But I saw that all the dead soldiers were excited and excited, with their faces flushed. Some wanted to shout slogans, but they were afraid of attracting the attention of nearby people, so they could only wave their fists and shout silently.
Are you too easily incited?
"Jun Cheng! Jun Cheng!" A guard stumbled in, pointed at the south gate and said: "Outside, outside..."