darknovel Chapter 128: The Barbarian Temple's Envoy's Roar Shakes the Heaven and Earth
Chapter 128: The Barbarian Temple's Envoy's Roar Shakes the Heaven and Earth
Chapter 128: The Barbarian Temple's Envoy's Roar Shakes the Heaven and Earth
On the high platform, after the general received the order and left.
The Barbarian King frowned and looked at the crowd on the stage. A burly man with a face full of flesh but dressed in a Confucian robe and dressed like a scholar said, "Zaryan, go to the Barbarian Temple and call everyone out."
The Barbarian Temple is a temple worshipped by the barbarians for generations.
A barbarian ancestor is enshrined inside, who is highly respected by the barbarians and worshipped from generation to generation.
It is rumored.
The barbarians of that time had great differences in their meridians and dantian from the people of the Central Plains.
Therefore, it is impossible to practice internal strength.
They had no method of horizontal training, had been weak for generations, and had been bullied by people from the Central Plains all year round.
Finally, it is the ancestor enshrined in the temple.
With great enlightenment, he created a set of horizontal training methods and taught them to the barbarian boys.
This made the barbarians gradually stronger.
This ancestor.
He is also revered as a barbarian god by the barbarians.
In order to commemorate this ancestor, the later generations of the barbarians spent countless efforts to build a magnificent stone temple deep in the grassland, sculpted a sculpture of him, and called it the Barbarian Temple.
And in it, the ancestral heritage was left behind.
Therefore, nowadays, those who can enter the temple to practice are all among the strongest among the barbarians.
He is called the messenger of God.
The Barbarian King also practiced there in the past.
Moreover, he ranks among the top among many gods' messengers and is respected as the Great God's Messenger.
"Here."
He is of strong build, but wears a Confucian robe.
Dressed like a scribe.
Zaryan, who seemed a little out of place, became serious when he heard this, responded respectfully and left.
"Zardan."
After Zharyan left, the Barbarian King looked at another person and asked him, "When will the reinforcements arrive?"
The Zhar tribe is now a royal family.
However, the Barbarian King did not transfer the entire Zar tribe to the royal court. Instead, he placed a part of them near the remaining tribes for the purpose of deterrence and surveillance.
"Return to the king."
Zhaerdan said: "Zhaerduo received the news yesterday and led an army of 200,000 to help. They will arrive tomorrow at the latest."
"tomorrow?"
After hearing this, the Barbarian King's face darkened.
This marching speed is already extremely fast, and they can arrive in just over a day.
But Huo Qubing's 100,000 brave cavalry had already arrived.
He was afraid.
The royal court couldn’t hold out for even a day.
"Zardan, you take a group of people to protect the elderly, the weak, the women and the children in the royal court, and drive the cattle and sheep together. Take enough dry food and go to the temple first to take shelter." At this moment, the Barbarian King suddenly regretted why he divided the Zar tribe into two, leaving such a large royal court with only more than 200,000 troops to guard it.
Otherwise, there are only a hundred thousand brave cavalrymen from the Northern Territory.
How could he be so afraid?
"understood."
Zhardan nodded upon hearing this.
He said respectfully, "After sending the elderly, the weak, the women and the children to the temple, I will come back immediately."
"Go."
The Barbarian King waved his hand, with a trace of sadness on his face.
Even when he saw the brave cavalry from the Northern Territory arriving outside the royal court in the blink of an eye, a trace of regret suddenly arose in his heart. Why did he listen to the nonsense of that old man and provoke that man from the Northern Territory?
Aren’t the lessons learned from those years enough?
"Damn it."
When the Barbarian King thought of the man in the Confucian robe, his face suddenly darkened and he cursed inwardly: "After this matter is over, I will make you give an explanation."
at the same time.
Outside the royal court.
Amid the panic of the tribal generals, Huo Qubing's 100,000 brave cavalry from the northern border arrived in an instant.
In a deep shout.
Stop three hundred feet away.
The two armies confront each other.
The wind rose, and a murderous atmosphere spread instantly.
The atmosphere froze in an instant. At this moment, the brave cavalrymen from the Northern Territory all had murderous looks on their faces. Their eyes were chilling, yet filled with endless enthusiasm and a strong will to fight.
On the other hand, there are more than 100,000 men in various tribes.
However, some of them lacked confidence, looked frightened, and had low morale. Some were even so weak that their bodies were shaking slightly and they could hardly hold the long swords in their hands.
This is also because the garrison troops sent by various tribes to the royal court were not elite troops. They were all just filler and were of no use.
Of course, some generals are still quite capable.
Although I felt a little scared.
But the two armies would not lose their footing and hesitate to fight as soon as they faced each other. Immediately, a man rode forward.
He pretended to be calm and looked at Huo Qubing who was in the lead.
He shouted: "Who is coming?"
"kill!"
Then responded to him.
It was not an introduction of one's identity, but a cold shout filled with endless murderous intent.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Following Huo Qubing's order.
A hundred thousand brave cavalrymen from the northern border roared in unison, and their roars were like thunder, piercing through heaven and earth.
The man was so frightened that his courage almost exploded and he fell off his horse on the spot. After struggling for a while in panic, he stood up in a very embarrassed manner, his face extremely pale.
"Hahaha."
It was a funny scene.
The generals behind Huo Qubing burst into laughter.
"Who do you think I am? It turns out I'm just a clown, here to make fun of you." Zhao Qian sneered and rode out slowly.
Alone, standing a hundred feet away.
He swung the eight-foot-long spear in his hand.
'Om! '
The tip of the spear was pointed at the barbarian generals with a cold look in his eyes.
Suddenly he shouted, "I am your grandfather Zhao Qian, who dares to fight me?"
Zhao Qian shouted loudly.
The generals from various departments were so frightened that their scalps tingled. They looked at each other in confusion, feeling uneasy.
For a long time no one dared to respond.
"A bunch of cowards."
Seeing this, Zhao Qian sneered again.
Suddenly I felt bored: "A bunch of women who don't even have the courage to fight me."
The generals of various departments heard this.
His face suddenly darkened and he became furious, but he saw that Zhao Qian was very majestic.
He didn't dare to move for a moment and his face turned red.
"They are indeed women."
Zhao Qian saw that he had humiliated the other side so much that no one accepted the challenge.
He couldn't help but frown, thinking to himself, this barbarian, is he planning something?
But Zhao Qian couldn't think of it for a moment.
Any strategy requires making the morale of one's own army low and making them lose the will to fight before it can be implemented.
"The enemy general should stop being crazy."
But before Zhao Qian could think about it carefully.
One of the generals could not stand such humiliation, and roared, holding a long sword and galloping his horse to charge forward: "I am Taqibujin, a general under the seat of the Naiman King, and I am here to kill you."
"kill!"
As soon as the roar fell.
Taqibujin rushed towards Zhao Qian with the force of thunder, wielding a great sword.
He held the copper-ringed broadsword high in his hand.
From top to bottom, he chopped down fiercely towards Zhao Qian.
"There is still someone with blood in his veins." Zhao Qian grinned grimly upon seeing this.
Faced with this heavy knife, he did not dodge or evade.
The tip of the spear in his hand was cold, his eyes were wide open, and he aimed the spear straight at Taqibujin's throat: "Die!"
'laugh! ’
The gun shadow is as fast as the wind and as quick as lightning.
Before the copper-ringed sword was swung down, a flash of blood appeared, instantly ending the battle.
'puff'
As Taqibujin fell off his horse.
The generals of various tribes finally came to their senses and looked at Zhao Qian in horror.
"What a fast gun."
"Zhao Qian, who is this person?"
"Takibujin couldn't even hold out for a breath before he was chopped off his horse. How can we defeat him?"
Kakaka!
It’s another writer’s block. My writing is a mess. Sob!
I'll make up for it when I'm not stuck in writing.
Otherwise, it would be bad enough for the author to write, and the quality would also be poor.
(End of this chapter)