"So many wolves?" Li Shimin was a little dumbfounded. No wonder these wolves dared to attack the army. It turned out that there were probably more than thousands of wild wolves here, and it looked like there might be hundreds of thousands.
And these wolves do not seem to be a group of wolves, but more like many groups of wolves gathered together. Of course this is nonsense. Such a huge wolf pack cannot be maintained at all, and no matter how much prey there is, it is not enough to distribute. Therefore, the number of wolves is only a few hundred or a few thousand at most.
"Who should be driving it?" Li Shimin made a judgment in a short period of time.
"They were driven by the Moji wizards," Wu Qiu's voice came from Li Shimin's neck. A blood-red bead the size of a goose egg shimmered slightly.
"The wizard of the Moji people? Shouldn't the Moji people be wiped out by Tie Zhushi? It is said that Tie Zhushi has a deep hatred for the Moji people. His father died in the hands of Tianming Khan in the war. He was defeated and died. They even threw the corpses to feed the wolves" Li Shimin was a little confused. Everyone knew that the Moji people were what Tie Zhushi hated most in his life. Otherwise, they wouldn¡¯t have used such cruel methods to deal with the Moji people!
"It must be that the remaining wizards of the Moji people and Tie Zhushi got together!" Wu Qiu said coldly: "It seems that Tie Zhushi already knows that we are coming."
"No way?" Li Shimin was a little dumbfounded: "How can two families with such deep hatred cooperate?"
"If that's not the case, how do you explain these wolves? Only these nomadic tribes worship the immortal sky and animism. They even worship things like these wolves and hawks. Even the protector gods of the past , The old demon of Yinshan is a wolf god. But later, the old demon of Yinshan was almost destroyed by the Taoist palace's troops Oh no" When he said this, Wu Qiu suddenly changed his expression.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Master, please don't scare me!" Li Shimin said. Ever since he met Wu Qiu, he had always seen Wu Qiu with a cold face and no other emotions all day long. It makes people wonder if he has any other emotions like this. But now that Wu Qiuzhen showed his emotions, Li Shimin was really even more shocked. Even a cold-faced person like Wu Qiu almost lost his temper, wondering where something went terribly wrong!
"Beware of being fooled. To be able to mobilize so many wolves is definitely not a wizard from the Moji people. It must be the old demon of Yinshan!" Wu Qiu said hurriedly.
"Didn't you say that the old demon of Yinshan Mountain has been destroyed by the Taoist Palace?" Li Shimin became more and more confused.
"I have seen the old demon of Yinshan Mountain in the Underworld Now is not the time to talk nonsense. Let's quickly arrange it. Unexpectedly, all the Meng people came out to stir up trouble. It seems that things are in trouble!" Wu Qiu said anxiously, but looked at Li Shimin still looked like an old god, and couldn't help shouting: "Why don't you hurry up and get ready!"
Li Shimin's heart moved. This cheap master of his has always seemed to care about everything, but why is he so afraid when talking about Mengren? Even angry? Did he have any dealings with the Meng people in their heyday?
Li Shimin knew something about the origin of his cheap master. It was said that Master Guo was a loose cultivator who had been subdued in the underworld and seemed to have lived hundreds of years. I also know that Wu Qiu knows the secret skills of military strategists. It seems that he was a descendant of military strategists in the past, but he knows nothing else about Wu Qiu. But now looking at Wu Qiu's performance, there are some clues
"Master, the current Meng people are no longer the original Meng people! You have stayed in the underworld for too long, and you may not know that Emperor Liewu had already made the last man with golden blood who could become the Lord of the Meng people The tribal leader was executed by Ling Chi, and no one in the tent was left alive. The golden blood of the Meng people no longer exists"
"What?" Wu Qiu was greatly surprised. The blood beads kept flashing, showing how unsettled he was: "The inheritance of the golden blood was actually cut off, and the Meng people were finished like this" There was even an even tone in his voice. There is a sense of loss. It's like a person who has been thinking about the enemy all his life and you suddenly heard that he died of illness
"Not only that, since the founding of the country by Da Zhu, up to this dynasty, the blockade of the Mongols has been implemented. No iron or tea leaves were allowed to flow into the hands of the Mongols. As a result, Emperor Liewu attacked the last one who owned this When the Blood of Gold was sweating profusely, the Mongolian tribes were so poor that they couldn't even use an iron pot, let alone weapons"
Wu Qiu suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay. In this world, soft knives are indeed the most powerful. Even the Mongolians who dominate the world have fallen to this point." The imperial court was locked up, so it was naturally impossible to completely ban smuggling, but smuggling alone would I can't afford to support so many fools. After hundreds of years of implementation of such a policy, the Mongolian people were so poor that they couldn't even use an iron pot, and they were almost degenerated into their primitive form.
In this world that we already know, can we completely?The only ones that were self-sufficient and did not require additional trade were the Middle-earth dynasties. And others, whether they are Meng people, Moji people, or whatever do not have this ability.
Especially for nomadic tribes like the Mongolian Moji, in Fu¡¯s words about the original world, the entire industry is too unbalanced, with only animal husbandry. Not to mention self-sufficient, even if you can't support yourself. Once the border is closed, as long as the defense is strengthened so that they cannot loot anything, let alone trade, the regime of these nomadic tribes will collapse and return to its original form in just a few decades. And if you persist for hundreds of years, you can almost drive these nomadic tribes back to primitive society Bows and arrows must be made of animal bones
¡°Bah bang bang¡¡± There was a burst of gunfire, and a group of restless wolves who wanted to attack the wall were killed. The smell of blood filled the air, making the wolves even more restless, and even forgot their fear of humans.
"The Mongols are now in disarray. When the Moji were strong, they attacked the Mongols several times, and they were so beaten that they couldn't find anyone to come to the north" Li Shimin had been in the army for many years, although his previous position was low. , but after all, there is a lot of knowledge that Wu Qiu, who has been in the underworld, does not know.
"Hahaha" Wu Qiu laughed loudly: "That's very goodthis time I send troops, I want to kill the Mongols along the way and taste the feeling of beating a drowned dog!"
Li Shimin curled his lips. It seemed that his master must have suffered a big loss at the hands of others, otherwise he would not behave like this. As a person of his generation, it is difficult to empathize with the power of the Meng people like the people of Fu Qingzhu's time. It was simply an irresistible nightmare!
"Huh" As if he heard Wu Qiu's words, a black whirlwind rose from the wolf pack and shot straight into the sky: "It turns out to be Taoist Blood Lake, and you are the one who wants to beat up our Mengren, the drowned dog. What?"
Li Shimin was startled, and the blood beads hanging on his neck flew out, turning into a Taoist priest wearing a blood-colored robe. It was Wu Qiu.
"Old demon from Yinshan, long time no see." Wu Qiu said calmly.
The old demon from Yinshan laughed loudly: "We haven't seen each other for a long time. I didn't expect that we are old acquaintances in the underworld, and we still have to deal with each other in the world of the sun. You Blood Lake Dao people are more powerful, and I am still afraid of three points, ancestor. But now there is only How dare you go against me, my ancestor?"
"Aren't you the only one left among the three lords of the underworld who share the same odor with you!" Wu Qiu said lightly. In his eyes, the tornado that penetrated the sky and the earth was simply composed of endless evil spirits, denser than a swarm of bees. .
"That's enough for you!" The old demon of Yinshan sneered, and the endless black energy turned into a huge spear that stretched hundreds of miles and stabbed straight into the army.
Yinshan Mountain is a large mountain on the Mongolian grassland. It is towering, ink-colored, majestic, and looks pure black, so it is called Yinshan Mountain. It is a sacred mountain in the eyes of the people, and the old demon of Yinshan is originally the great god of Yinshan. He was a great deity who deceived people, but later he was sent by the Taoist Palace to enter the spiritual world and almost destroyed the old demon of Yinshan Mountain. The old demon of Yinshan hid in the underworld and became one of the three monarchs of the underworld.
Since ancient times, mountain gods have managed the underworld. The old demon of Yinshan is originally an ancient god of the underworld. It has such an ancient origin, and once it is taken action, it has earth-shattering power.
If it was normal, Wu Qiu would naturally not be able to catch it. But this was in a military camp, but he was unafraid: "Let me show you my methods!"
Thunderballs were shot one after another, each one causing an earth-shattering explosion in the tornado spear. These thunder beads not only have the evil aura of the blood lake, but also the evil aura of iron and blood in the military camp. When the two are mixed, they are even more powerful. Dozens of thunder beads exploded. Countless evil spirits were blown away, and the head of the tornado spear that was hundreds of miles long was also blown off.
"However, this is only a drop in the bucket for the tornado transformed by the old demon of Yinshan Mountain, but it slightly blocked the tornado's momentum.
The army reacted immediately, and the crossbows that had been passed down and refined by military secrets were shot out one after another. Each crossbow must be as thick as a goose egg and two meters long. Carve a secret spell and bury it in the army to absorb the evil spirit of iron and blood. The longer it takes, the more powerful it will be. Some military secret weapons that have been refined for hundreds of thousands of years are so powerful that the gods in the sky would frown and avoid them.
More than a dozen bed crossbows were fired into the tornado transformed by the evil spirit. The iron-red light flashed continuously, and they continued to shoot for more than ten miles before they were exhausted and fell down. With just such a blow, countless evil spirits were finished.
But these are really nothing to a tornado that is hundreds of miles long. Wu Qiu had already anticipated the consequences. He just sneered and said: "Although I don't know which casual cultivator invented firearms, they have been carried forward in the hands of my military strategists.". I heard that Tie Zhushi despises firearms, it's so stupid" Wu Qiu only said this to Li Shimin, but Li Shimin had never seen such a scene before, and he was already sweating profusely and panicked. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature for more novels. Good to update faster!)