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Chapter 271 The Legend of the Northern Barbarians (4000 words in two chapters)

The formation of the breakout is completely different from the formation of the defense.

When standing firm, the army adopts an arched defensive posture, but when breaking through, the army should be like an awl, piercing cleanly.

Only by making a gap can there be a narrow escape.

At this time, it is a contest between the spear and the shield. It depends on whether the spear is stronger or the shield is stronger.

The Anxi army is obviously a professionally trained and professional army, and there is no hesitation in executing orders.

With Liu Lin's order, they immediately changed their formation and began to break through.

For them, it's also survival.

If you want to survive, you must break through as quickly as possible.

The longer the delay, the more energy they expended, and the lower the success and possibility of breaking through.

At this moment, Zarika and Bagur decided to do it.

As the top practitioners of Tantric Buddhism in the Western Regions, they can completely change the course of a battle on their own.

"Sanikalo."

Bagur began to chant the ancient mantra, and Zarika followed suit.

The voices of the two were high and low, and the voices were intertwined, like a beautiful song.

But obviously Anxi Jun doesn't think so.

Because the ballad has begun to interfere with their minds, making their actions sluggish, not like a battle-hardened soldier at all.

"Why is that?"

Liu Lin's face was livid, and he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

"Why do the songs they sing interfere with the mind? What kind of magic is this?"

As a soldier, it was difficult for Liu Lin to understand what was happening in front of him, and he felt very confused.

"Block your ears, order the whole army to cover your ears, and don't listen to the songs sung by these two monsters."

Although he didn't understand the reason behind it, Liu Lin knew very well that continuing to listen would greatly damage the morale of the army.

The generals of the Anxi army immediately obeyed.

After plugging their ears, their spiritual consciousness returned to normal, and their actions also returned to their normal frequency and state.

"Diva Thorn"

Seeing this, Zarika changed her spell and responded in an extremely forceful way.

Then the yellow sand broke out on the Gobi Desert, and the sand and rocks flew for a while, so it was really bluffing.

"Tsk tsk."

Feng Hao, who had been on the sidelines, sneered when he saw this, and then stepped on the fish machine knife and rushed in the direction of the sandstorm.

The Anxi army officers and soldiers were all stunned.

They knew that Master Feng was an expert, but they never thought that Master Feng was so powerful.

Flying on a knife?In their opinion, this is something that only gods can do.

And Mr. Feng did it as easily as eating and drinking.

How many people can have this strength?

Feng Hao rushed towards the sandstorm alone, and was soon buried in the sandstorm.

The sandstorm blocked him from the outside world, Feng Hao couldn't see clearly, and even his hearing was greatly affected.

But Feng Hao didn't feel panic, he wanted to reshape the six senses.

The so-called six senses refer to sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and mind.

This corresponds to the six faculties - eye faculties, ear faculties, nose faculties, tongue faculties, body faculties, and mana.

The so-called cleanness of the six roots refers to these six roots.

But at this moment, it is not easy for Feng Hao to reshape the six senses.

After all, the cultivation techniques of the Western Tantric School are very strange, and can interfere with people's spiritual consciousness to the greatest extent.

"Only by being quiet and doing nothing can you gain the six senses."

At this time, Feng Hao actually recited the heart formula of Taoism.

This was simply impossible in the past.

Because bad people are arrogant, they also belong to the world, and they will not bow their heads to anyone easily.

But now, at the moment of life and death, Feng Hao couldn't care less about it.He must try his best to lead the Anxi army out of the predicament.

After thinking about it, Feng Hao's surroundings suddenly became golden.

Immediately, the golden light radiated, breaking the sand and dust.

"Come out, Lord Feng is out."

"Look, Master Feng has come out."

"Great, this is really great."

Feng Hao was like a god coming down to earth, breaking through the illusion created by Bagur and Zarika, and giving Anxi Army a sense of direction.

The Anxi Army also managed to break through under the siege of the 36-nation coalition forces in the Western Regions.

A large part of the reason for this is that the coalition forces of the 36 countries in the Western Regions do not belong to each other and are just a loose alliance.

It's okay to eat meat and drink soup, but when it comes to desperate times, almost every country's army will instinctively shrink back.

On the other hand, the Anxi army is all put to death and survived. They have a decisive attitude and a desperate momentum.

Based on this alone, the 36 countries in the Western Regions and the Hu coalition forces are not worth mentioning.

"It's done, it's done!"

After Liu Lin led his troops to break through, he waved his fists excitedly.

He couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. Judging from all the signs, they were all put to death, and Feng Hao had great credit for being able to rush out alive.

"Don't look back, head east all the way, let's go back to Chang'an!"

For a moment Liu Lin was arrogant.

Now he has an obsession in his heart, that is, he must bring this army back to Chang'an alive.

He doesn't care how His Majesty the Emperor will punish him after returning to Chang'an.

"Run away, just let them run away?"

Heyan Wall roared angrily.

As the commander-in-chief elected by the coalition forces of the 36 countries in the Western Regions, he felt that he had been greatly insulted.

"Why is this?"

"You idiots who only dare to bluff, watch the Central Plains people slip away from you but dare not do anything, I am really ashamed for you."

"General, now is not the time to be angry. Although the Anxi army broke through, they will not go far in a short time. We still have a chance to catch up."

Zarika persuaded.

"Shut up! If it wasn't for the uselessness of the illusion you created, why did you come to this!"

He Yanwoer waited for Zarika viciously, as if this practitioner of Tantric Buddhism in the Western Regions was the culprit for this situation.

Zarika felt very wronged, hesitated for a moment, and swallowed the words that came to her lips.

"Right now, the Anxi army is fleeing towards the Central Plains. We still have a chance before they reach Shazhou and Guazhou. But if they arrive at Shazhou and Guazhou, we will have no chance of intercepting and killing them."

Although Heyan Wall was very angry, he still retained the most basic sense.

In his view, the Great Zhou Anxi Army is now exhausted, and the reason why they can continue eastward is because they still have a breath.

This tone is to go home, go back to their hometown to reunite with their loved ones.

So as long as their belief is destroyed, the Anxi Army will definitely fall apart.

"Now is the time for you to atone for your crimes. Use illusion to make them feel desperate. After all, you have been walking on this vast Gobi for a long time, and you will definitely feel that there is no end."

"Where did I just say that? That's right, until one day the devil came to the Gavor Grassland. No one knows what the devil looks like, but according to the old people, he must be a monster with three heads and six arms, covered in vines. Listen, boy, this guy's mouth isn't on his head, it's on his chest. Can you imagine, boy, on his chest.

"Don't ask me why, hey, maybe it's convenient when eating people. When he cannibalizes people, he just needs to grab people's throats, pull them up like plucking red willows or dry reeds, and stuff them into the chest."

Lanche, the leader of the Divor tribe, a barbarian tribe in the northern grassland, said that he was rising up, and his saliva was splashing, and the eyes that had become cloudy due to the year-round nomadic work flashed the sternness that can only be seen when wild animals prey.

His son Jikar was terrified when he heard this, and he shrank back involuntarily.How could there be such a weird story in this world, if he had known it earlier, he would not have begged his father to tell it!But at this moment, he had no way out, so he gritted his teeth, pricked up his ears like a hare and continued to listen.
"Well, the devil found the tribe where Habai lived along the river, roaring horribly. After a while, everyone in the tribe knew that the devil had come to the grassland, and fear spread rapidly among the tribe like a plague. The old patriarch I know, according to the devil's rules, he must find a warrior before sunset, willingly follow the devil to the sea of ​​death, that place full of bones."

"What if no one agrees to the devil?" Jikar asked tremblingly, holding the corner of his back tightly with one hand and holding it like a rock with the other.

"If no one agrees to the devil, he may eat everyone in the light clan, men and women, old people and children. He may eat all the way along Luchai, and no one will be spared. But no one knows what is in the heart of the devil. No matter what you think, it’s all legends.”

Lan Che frowned slightly, and Jikar shut up with just one sentence.

"The old patriarch thought about it, but he didn't know who to ask to go to the sea of ​​death with the devil. Although the clansmen are very brave, it is really difficult for them to truly see death as home. The old patriarch watched the sun gradually sinking, and he was very anxious. He seemed to see the figure of the devil slowly approaching his Harasha, and in desperation he suddenly thought of Habai, the warrior whom he had secretly chosen as his son-in-law."

"Of course, as you can imagine, the old patriarch finally gritted his teeth and went to Habai. However, before he opened his mouth, the young man knew the purpose of the old patriarch's visit. Contrary to the old patriarch's expectation, this resolute young man did not He hesitated to agree to his request. Habai took a cloth bag of baked naan prepared by all the clansmen and set off with the devil."

"Day and night change, spring and summer alternate, Hader and his bay red horse are tired of looking at the pasture, and the pasture is also tired of looking at Habai and his red horse. He followed the devil all the way west, through the withered and gloomy Naqier Populus euphratica forest, wading through the dark river of death, passing through the vast earthy desert without a trace of human traces, has gone through more than 100 days and nights. The days passed by, but the devil still did not tell Habai what happened to him. what to do."

"Finally one day, Habai couldn't suppress the confusion and resentment in his heart, pulled out the scimitar from his waist, walked to the side of the devil, and wanted to fight this guy to the death."

"At this moment." Lanche smiled at Jikar, "The devil suddenly turned around and told Habai that the sea of ​​death has arrived."

"What's going on next, has Habai defeated the devil?" Jikar tilted his head halfway, still not daring to get out of the small world surrounded by blankets.

"Next?" Rancher thought for a moment, then shrugged and said, "Habai and the devil have become friends."

Rancho completely ignored Jicard's mouth, which was shaped like a goose egg, and spoke spontaneously.

"The devil brought Habai to his home - a lakeside full of lush pastures and bright flowers, and the grasslands are full of fat cattle, sheep, and camels. Habai was speechless from the sight in front of him. I don’t understand how the sea of ​​death, where no grass grows and the bones are everywhere in people’s mouths, can look like this. The devil turned around and looked at the bewildered Habai with a half-smile, but didn’t say a word.”

"It took Habai a long time to come out of the shock, and asked the devil why the scene he saw was different from what people said. The devil pointed to the rolling mountains in the distance, and laughed, they never walked out of that area. Grassland, if you haven't crossed that mountain range, how can you know what's beyond the mountain range?"

"Habai asked again, since this is the case, why didn't he make it clear to his tribe at that time, so that many people would scramble to follow him to the "Sea of ​​Death". The devil shook his head and told Habai that if he Tell the people the truth, then the greedy people will really turn this fertile pasture into a sea of ​​death. Habai took a deep breath and asked the devil if no one from the family stood up before sunset and followed him to the "death sea". What will he do.” The devil sneered and told Habai that if this was the case, he would eat up all the people in that piece of Haraxia, whether it was adults, children, men or woman. "

"A tribe without the courage to face a new life has no reason to survive. Then the devil told Habai that he would give him all the cattle, sheep, camels, and pastures he saw in front of him as a reward for his courage. "

"What do you think he said, boy? Habai didn't accept these gifts from the devil, but begged the devil to let him go back, back to the prairie, back to his home."

"He already has everything, why should he go back?" Jikar blinked in confusion, looking at his father.

"Where are his roots?" Lan Che sighed, his tone became melancholy, as elusive as the night.

"What happened next?" Jikar continued to ask, not believing that the story ended like this.

"Later?" Ranche was taken aback for a moment, then cleared his throat immediately: "Later, the devil was convinced by Habai's courage and let him go back to the prairie. Not only that, he also sent five hundred sheep, fifty cows , Twenty camels were given to Habai. From then on, the whole clan admired Habai. The old patriarch was ashamed to step down, and our young man became the new patriarch. Under his leadership, the clan became prosperous , a row of snow-white tents stretching to the end of the mountains”

"Of course, that's the end of the story, I'm sure. Well, stop making trouble, you'll have to get up early tomorrow. God bless you, boy."

Rancher stood up quickly, approached the short table and blew out the flickering candle.In an instant, Jikar's world fell into darkness.

(End of this chapter)