Ancestor Bless: I built a thousand-year-old family

Chapter 275 Wind, thunder, rain and snow, listen to my orders

In the void of heaven, countless peach petals left the peach tree, and the peach blossoms that rose with the wind set off the entire sky were extremely magnificent, and then flew towards the nothingness.

Such a big movement has never been seen since the creation of the void heaven. Luoling is not just about a simple snowstorm, but it is about pushing back the fate of the Xiongnu for at least 20 years.

Hu has no luck for a hundred years. For a nomadic people, the national fortune will be pushed back 20 years, and the peak period will be pushed back 20 years, and it may even never reach the peak again.

Because 20 years is a whole generation, enough for a farming country to accumulate strength, this kind of change in the general trend of the world is possible at any price.

Between the Yin Mountains, the Huns watched helplessly as the sky, which was still clear just now, started to turn gray, and even the war horses became restless.

Mao Dun didn't think it had anything to do with Luoling, because that's how it is on the grassland, the weather can change as soon as it changes, the sky was still clear just now, and it can be stormy in a moment, and even in extreme cases, it can be sunny three times in one afternoon, and three times in the next rainstorm.

Then everyone heard a shout.

"The wind is coming!"

Luo Ling stood tall on the boulder, looking down at the crowd slightly, a large number of luck points were thrown into the God of Four Seasons.

Artifact activated!

The crunching sound rang in Ji Zhao's ears.

Ji Zhao's pupils turned into a piece of silvery white, and he looked up at the sky. Under the blue sky on the surface, countless chains of rule and order were shining brightly, most of them were trembling slightly, and one of them protruded from the void, matching Luoling's The gods of the four seasons in their hands are linked together.

boom!
Thousands of miles of strong wind blew up on the ground, and almost instantly swept up all the scattered things on the grassland, and then a burst of dust flew up, and many Hun soldiers were blinded by the wind and sand.

If you look up to the sky, you will be able to see an extremely frightening scene. The vast land of the Hetao Plain is full of strong winds.

Looking at this power, which is almost only possessed by immortals and gods in legends, Luo Ling was also inexplicably shocked. Compared with the borrowed east wind used in the past, it is so much stronger, "The only pity is that this is a real change. Tianxiang, it is difficult to cooperate with the army."

Follow the law!
The Huns were so terrified that they didn't know what to say, even Maodun lost their souls, he didn't know what was going on, maybe he guessed it but didn't want to believe it, but such a strong wind, coupled with the gradually gloomy Sky, he knew he couldn't stay here anymore.

He was about to lead the army to leave here, and then he heard some people shouting loudly: "The hurricane, it's the hurricane."

Someone looked in horror at the wind blowing on the grassland. It was so powerful that it seemed to destroy everything. This kind of wind was the most terrifying only in the grasslands, Gobi and deserts that were not blocked by mountains.

Everyone was dumbfounded. The Han nobleman really summoned a strong wind, and it was a tornado that destroyed everything. Immediately, some Huns knelt down.

"God, please bless all the people under the Yin Mountain, noble Fengshen, we pray to you and sacrifice to you, please restrain your anger."

There was a sound of lamenting one after another.

The lives of the Huns are closely related to nature. The fear of natural changes gave birth to beliefs, so they worship nature very much.

Except for the sky, the sun and the moon, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning all have gods they believe in. Now they think that the gods are angry, so they naturally kneel down and beg for forgiveness.

"This is the most high and holy, the most noble Su Wang descended into anger, even your heaven can't protect you."

Accompanied by the strong wind, Luo Ling's voice filled the ears of almost every Hun, and everyone was amazed by such a miracle.

As for the nobles of the Xiongnu, don't mention it. Those who just praised Maodun out of conscience just now are almost going to eat Maodun with their sharp eyes.

Mao Dun was also afraid in his heart, but he was a real hero, and he knew that once he admitted his mistake now, the group of people behind him would immediately pounce on him and eat him alive.

Immediately forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and said loudly: "It's just a real change of the sky. There is nothing to be afraid of. Get out of here immediately. It seems that it will rain. Don't let the army get caught in the rain."

The wind that fills the air between heaven and earth is Luoling's mouthpiece and ears, he naturally heard Maodu's words, and being able to talk about running away in such a high-sounding way is considered a talent.

The Xiongnu army forcibly stood on the horse in the strong wind, and was about to retreat directly. Luoling's leisurely voice reached everyone's ears again.

"Run away, run away, the entire south of Yin Mountain is the place where King Su punished, where can you escape to?
This is the punishment of the Supreme God. If you don't ask for forgiveness, do you think you can escape?
rain?

When the blizzard falls, it will be a dead place. "

Blizzard?

Everyone was stunned. They had seen Feixue in August. To the north of Yinshan Mountain, and even further north, snow could fall almost at any time, but where is this place?
This is the Loop!
The pasture on this grassland is the most fertile, and the climate is the most suitable. How can it be possible for the land bestowed by the gods to have a blizzard in this season?

"Snow is coming!"

It's totally unscientific to force a blizzard this season, the endless chill that forcibly condenses ice crystals on the clouds.

In the myth of Ji Zhao's previous life, a successful Taoist priest can use the righteous method to ask the god of cloud and rain to summon the wind, rain and thunder.

Luo Ling at this moment has the same effect, but the only difference is that he is holding the God of Four Seasons, and he is giving an order to the world, not a request, but an order!

The first snowflake was rewarded to Mao Dun, and it fell lightly on his neck. Mao Dun felt a sudden coolness, reached out and touched it, and it turned out to be a snowflake that had turned into water.

Then, countless snowflakes fell from the sky, like sprinkling salt, and in just a few breaths, a white layer fell on the grassland.

It's really snowing!
Such a fast speed is really Blizzard!

This is a devastating blow to the grassland, and countless livestock and people will die in this heavy snow.

Mao Dun's heart sank completely, as if slipping into a bottomless abyss, there were countless things he wanted to say in his heart.

In the end, he just sighed, "God, why don't you lower your divine power?"

This sentence made the nobles around who wanted to criticize Maodun shut up. Yes, what's the use of accusing Shanyu?

The gods of the Han people vented their anger wantonly in the grasslands, punishing us with strong winds and snowstorms, but the gods we believed in did not appear. Are we mortals expected to swing knives at the gods?
The gods belong to the gods, and the people belong to the people. Their own gods can't beat the opponent's gods. What can they do?

The faces of those who fled to the Xiongnu were pale. Sure enough, Zhao Gong and Luo Ling had the ability to summon wind and snow. These people couldn't help looking at Mao Dun resentfully. They had told you not to provoke him, you insisted on coming, now you should what to do?
"Kill that Han nobleman!"

Mao Dun pointed at Luo Ling's figure in horror, Luo Ling was the source of all fear, as long as he was killed, maybe everything would disappear.

Mao Dun even drew the bow himself to kill Luo Ling, but it was useless.

There was a crazy wind blowing around Luo Ling, the place where he was standing was like the eye of a tornado, the arrows couldn't get in at all, and couldn't hurt him at all.

Faced with such a scene, Modu and a group of Huns completely collapsed, and there was only one thought in their minds - to leave here.

Everyone wanted to leave this nightmare place, how could someone manipulate the snow on the entire grassland?
If this Han noble is so strong, why did the emperor of the Han send a large army?
Yes!

As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Mao Dun shouted out his conjecture loudly, "It must be that only the foot of Yinshan Mountain has snowed. As long as we leave here, the great heaven will still bless us."

Luo Ling looked at this scene expressionlessly. The greatest despair in this world is to have hope, but after working hard, be told that the hope is false.

The Huns are about to experience this scene!

Fortunately, the wind had just picked up, the snow had just fallen, and the grassland had not changed much, so Mao Dun's order was passed on smoothly.

The speed with which the Huns withdrew was so fast that some Huns who dismounted and knelt down to worship the gods of the sky and the sun and the moon were trampled to death by their horses before they even had time to get on their horses.

All the kings of the Huns controlled their own headquarters, so they did not cause larger-scale trampling.

The speed of the horse was extremely fast, and it was several miles in a blink of an eye, and then everyone was horrified to see that the mountains in the distance began to turn white.

It's snowing there!
From the mountain to the place where they are standing now, it is snowing all over, and despair fills everyone's heart.

"God!"

"Chan Yu, is this God punishing us?"

"How are we going to survive?"

Countless voices surrounded Mao Dun, but he couldn't find any solution now, and even standing here safely is already a great hero.

He couldn't help turning his head.

That Han nobleman was named Luoling.

Stand on top!

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In the tenth year of the Han Dynasty, led by Han Xin, the Han Dynasty won a big victory against the Xiongnu, but this war did not change the strategic situation of the two sides.

What really caused a fatal blow to the grassland was the sudden out-of-season natural disaster and heavy snow.

"Historical Records" records, "Zhao Gong was angry, but he called the wind and snow, covered the Hetao, and left nothing behind."

Although the heavy snow cannot be summoned by Duke Zhao, it can still be seen from it that this natural disaster covers an extremely wide area, and almost the entire Hetao is covered by it.

The result of this heavy snow in a short period of time is extremely terrible, "The grassland is very hungry, half of the people and animals are dead, and there is a great epidemic, so the bones of the grass are thousands of miles away."

The external hidden dangers were suddenly resolved to a certain extent, and the Han Dynasty was able to quickly devote its energy to the restoration of national power and start its own prosperity. ——"History of the Rise and Fall of the Han Dynasty"

(End of this chapter)