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- The official road from Shanhaiguan to Daling River is in dilapidated condition.
When the Ming army had the upper hand, the Jurchens always secretly destroyed roads to delay the Ming army's attack.
Now that Jiannu has the upper hand, it is the Ming army's turn to passively let the official system collapse. Although this increases the difficulty of reinforcement and transportation, the Jurchens will also encounter some trouble when they rush over.
Nowadays, on this official road, you can often encounter the original forest encroaching on the roadbed. The unyielding trees eroded the foundation of the official road step by step, and finally the two sides met and became one. Fortunately, this kind of sparse forest cannot hinder human progress. It can almost be seen through at a glance. Even the most cautious general will not worry about an ambush here.
Two men wearing animal skins gathered under a tree. One of them dug a hole in the ground with a dark shovel. Another older man took out a handful of broken bones of an unknown animal from the leather pouch at his waist and sprinkled them in the pit.
The two of them took off their heavy fur hats at the same time, revealing their long hair covered in braids. The braid was greasy and dirty, as if it had never been washed.
The two of them knelt beside the pit, muttered words in the air, and then bowed to the ground in devout worship, ending this small ritual ceremony.
The young man picked up the shovel again and covered the pile of bones with soil.
After finishing the work, the young man threw away the shovel in his hand, sat on the ground leaning against the tree, and said, "Uncle, do you think this can trap Han wizards?"
"That one is called a Taoist priest." The older man also sat down. "If you don't know the secret of our sect, no one can get out of our mandrill enchantment array!" He gently fanned his hat with his hat, as if to convince himself. He added: "No matter how powerful that Taoist priest is, he can't directly fight with our mountain god."
"Uncle." The young man said, "Is this formation really so powerful?"
"Of course!" The older man looked like his majesty was hurt. "My master used this formation to trap hundreds of thousands of Ming soldiers in Sarhu! It was a life-and-death battle for our Jurchens! At that time, the Xianhan only had 60,000 troops, including the old, weak, women and children! The Ming army But they sent 400,000 people to fight us!"
The young man heard this with great admiration and said: "Uncle, then, if the Taoist priest enters the formation, will he go crazy?"
The older man gently tugged on his braid, pondered for a moment and said, "I heard that he is quite powerful, otherwise the prince would not have specially come to invite us to fight. I estimate that he can probably hold on for a while, but at most That¡¯s two hours. I¡¯m sure I¡¯ll pee in fear!¡±
"What will he see?" The young man stepped forward with interest and asked.
"Anything is possible." The elder said, "Whatever you are afraid of, just come and do it."
"What's going on?" The young man asked doubtfully, "Let's just bury some chicken bones, cat bones, etc"
"What a fool!" The older man struck the young man's head like lightning, "It has to be phoenix bones or tiger bones! You don't understand anything and you are still blind"
The young man felt aggrieved and was about to argue when he felt his hands on the ground tremble slightly and the sound of hoofbeats came from the distance.
"Hide!" The elder shook the animal skin on his body. He pulled his nephew and jumped into the hidden pit he had dug earlier, and pulled off a piece of earth-yellow cloth with some residual branches spread on it.
Soon, a fat, big-antlered deer came galloping from the end of the official road. White breath came out of its mouth. Even the best war horse may not be able to outrun it if there is wind at its feet. The heavy hooves landed on the solid ground, making a dull sound. Marking the earth with "I'm here for a visit" one after another.
"Stop!" Qian Yiqun shouted, "Old deer. Stop."
This cry made the two people in the pit have their hearts in their throats. What a powerful trap. If the prey doesn't step in, it means nothing.
"Old deer, this forest is not dense, but the branches and leaves can catch your horns. You can go to the stove first." Qian Yiqun promised, "I promise to let you out after passing through this forest. !¡±
The old deer looked at the forest, stamped his hooves, and finally agreed to enter the furnace.
Qian Yiqun collected the old deer, rubbed the fox, eagle and deer reliefs on the stove, and put the stove into the golden scale basket. He held up the Qingxin Bell in his hand, and with the blessing of the bell, he flew towards the forest.
The spirit ape's soaring technique is suitable for traveling in this environment. The breeze puffed up the spacious black robe, making Qian Yiqun look like a huge bat.
The uncle and nephew who had set up a maze stared at Qian Yiqun through the peephole, coveting the treasure that could accommodate the mount. They are shamans and wizards in the villages, but they are also hunters in the wild. If you have such a treasure, wouldn't you be able to take your dog with you?Surrounding the prey silently?
"Uncle, can you give me that treasure later" The young man couldn't bear his anger and asked.
"Hush!" the elder scolded, as if he was afraid of disturbing the Taoist priest who was moving forward quickly, but he also seemed reluctant to give his nephew the treasure.
The young man covered his mouth, stared at Qian Yiqun's voice, and thought to himself: What a great skill, it looks so beautiful when flying It's a pity, no matter how talented you are, you have to end up here!
At this moment, the young man actually felt pity for the talented person, although he still didn¡¯t realize who he was ¡°pitying¡± on.
Qian Yiqun felt two eyes on him, but thinking that they might be hunters in the mountains, or simply some small animals, he didn't need to stop and delay the journey. He pushed hard on the tree with both feet, and the person was thrown out again.
"Uncle" The young man gently pulled the elder beside him, "He doesn't seem to be in a maze"
The elder shaman stared at Qian Yiqun, and finally watched Qian Yiqun leave the forest, summoned the big horned deer again, and left.
The two climbed out of the hidden pit and looked at each other.
"Uncle, why don't we set up a formation?" The young man looked at his uncle in confusion.
"It's impossible" the shaman tugged at his braids and said painfully, "The mountain god has obviously responded to me!"
"Uncle, does that mean he is very capable?" The young man looked at the dust that was gradually falling back and said with longing on his face.
"Hmm" The middle-aged shaman reluctantly agreed.
"Then can we become Taoist priests?" The young man looked at his uncle with hope.
The answer is
¡°I¡¯ll beat you to death, you forgetful bastard!¡±
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Qian Yiqun was tricked by a fox and ate the mountain soul, and was able to overcome all "confusions".
The original mandrill maze just borrowed the evil energy accumulated in animal bones. It creates certain hallucinations and is a virtual formation. The more people there are. The power of this illusion will be greater.
Qian Yiqun was alone at this time, and after practicing the Jinhua Resurrection Technique. The yang energy is abundant, coupled with the mountain soul to break confusion. Not to mention that these two half-hearted shamans planned to harm him, even if the old shaman who had tricked a hundred thousand Ming troops came over, he could only watch Qian Yiqun leave.
¡°Well, maybe it¡¯s because the old shaman has great magic power and the maze he set up has alarmed Qian Yiqun. Eventually, Qian Yiqun would dig three feet into the ground and pull him out of the hidden pit, give him a quick knife, and dump him in the wild. Becomes dinner for scavengers.
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"Uncle, is there anyone stopping him in front?"
After a while, the uncle and nephew were both panting from exhaustion and leaned against a big tree to rest.
"Yes," the middle-aged shaman calmed down his breathing, "They are some wizards from Khalkha. They say they have been favored by the Immortal God."
"What are they capable of?" the young man asked curiously.
"God knows." The middle-aged shaman said disapprovingly.
There was a faint howl of a wolf in the distance.
"Uncle, it seems that a wolf is coming" The young man stood up against the tree.
As if to express dissatisfaction, another fishy wind blew in the forest.
The fishy wind carries the tiger's roar.
The middle-aged shaman looked at the hidden pit he had dug. I looked at my current position again
"We are in a maze" The middle-aged shaman swallowed his saliva and shouted suddenly, "Hurry up the tree!"
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Not long after Qian Yi¡¯s group of deer ran wildly, they heard faint shouts from behind them.
That voice was not in Chinese that I could understand. It is speculated that they are Jurchen hunters who have crossed the border or are enemy troops exploring horses. Considering that I have to go on a journey, a kind person will naturally not waste his precious time on such things.
As the sun sets in the west, Qian Yiqun¡¯s figure is gradually lengthened by the setting sun. The fatigue of a day's running poured out of his body. He had to slow down and prepare to take Lao Lu into Cuiluan Mountain to rest for the night. The fox and the mountain eagle were also imprisoned for a day. It's time to let them out and let them air.
Although they have no concept of time at all in the furnace, it only lasts a moment.
Just when Qian Yiqun was preparing to spend the night. A row of monsters suddenly appeared in front of them.
¡°These monsters have antlers, are covered with wolf skins, and have four pairs of golden copper plates on their chests Qian Yiqun carried the heart of the grass and took a closer look, only to find that they were humans wearing animal skins and deer antler hats. These people also held bone staffs made of horse leg bones in their hands, tapping the beat gently on the ground.
Qian Yiqun got off the deer and stopped in the distance, callingCall for Zhongxing Yue in the Baimei Picture.
Zhong Xingyue has lived in the Xiongnu for forty years and can be said to be a well-deserved master of the grassland.
"They are shamans," Zhong Xingyue said. "They are also called 'Bo' in the Xiongnu."
The status of Bo is very high, because they represent the voice of the Immortal Sky on the ground. From the Xiongnu tribe to the Mongol Empire, Bojiao was the state religion on the grasslands. Genghis Khan was also a devout Bojing, and this Khan title was dedicated to him by Bojing named Kuokuochu.
It can be said that Genghis Khan's ability to unify Mongolia is inseparable from the support he received from Bo. In the same way, after the death of Genghis Khan, the Mongol Empire fell into an undercurrent of division, also because many Mongolian tribes were loyal to the Bohe Changshengtian belief and were unwilling to obey the descendants of Genghis Khan.
Until Lamaism advanced eastward, Bojiao was driven out of the class of Mongolian nobles and became folk wizards.
By the time of Amada Khan, the "Vita Code" was even promulgated, declaring gambling to be illegal and to be killed and eliminated.
The only place where Bo can be found now is in the northeastern part of Mongolia.
It seems that these people need to find a strong backing to prove the value of their existence and allow the dharma lineage to continue.
Qian Yiqun looked at the ten people standing in a row and felt that they were more like martyrs.
PS: This update is released to thank Yunjuan for his reward~~~ Yunjuan, I won¡¯t say much else, you know. Looking forward to the day when you become the leader. Thank you~ - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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