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

Chapter 781 There are orders of life and death like mountains and abyss!

The wind blows in the Western Region, but one does not know where it comes from.

Feng Luo is Wushuang, but he doesn't know what is wrong with him.

In Wushuang City, people from the Western Regions, who spoke different languages, wore different costumes, wielded sharp blades, had different faces, and believed in each other, came like a tide and surrounded the temple.

The temple was built based on the core idea that "King Fusu is the most important in the world. It cannot be magnificent without being majestic, and it cannot be added to by future generations." It covers a vast area, has magnificent regulations, and is a mixture of wood and stone. It is far superior to all temples and Taoist temples in the Western Regions.

High Priest Luo Gu and other high-level temple officials stood in the temple looking at the surging crowd. Luo Gu held the staff in his hand. The commander of the temple army, the captain, and the temple priests all stood solemnly behind him. He asked softly: "How many people have entered Wushuang City, how many lords of the Western Regions have come, and how many troops have they brought?"

The commander of the temple army pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand and said: "To the high priest, the time for the oracle to be issued is still short. Now the kings who have come to Wushuang City are only the five closest to Wushuang City, and they have brought thousands of people with them. There are [-] cavalrymen, including [-] armored cavalrymen, and the rest are farmers and herdsmen.

However, according to this situation, the princes of the kingdoms responded enthusiastically to the call of the temple. They should be able to gather most of the princes of the entire Western Region to fight against the grassland. Lord Loulan requests to see you. "

Luo Gu opened his arms. His wife put a solemn white robe embroidered with gold patterns on his body. The light was white and gold. These two colors always bring warmth to people. His sonorous voice sounded. , like gold and stone colliding, "He alone is not enough, comfort him and wait for more kings to come."

The apse of the temple, with its carved beams and painted columns, is not an extremely traditional Central Plains building, but a fusion. Light passes through the windows made of colored glaze and shines at the feet of Luo Gu. Luo Gu is not kneeling, but sitting on a stool. On the top, the wooden strips were wrapped in black cloth. This posture allowed him to place the staff on the ground just right.

The moment the heavy door was pushed open with a bang, endless light completely shone in. This temple like a giant beast opened its arms to all the kingdoms. The maids in the temple walked in one after another, praising King Su. The most noble praises resounded throughout the hall. Since Luo Kong passed away, the temple has never had such a grand ceremony.

The hosts outside the temple all showed solemn expressions. For most of them, this was their first time to meet the temple's high priest, the legendary messenger of King Su who stood at the head of ten thousand temples.

The kings all walked in with their heads lowered. Occasionally, a few raised their heads and saw a man as heavy as a mountain sitting at the top of the hall. Behind him were magnificently carved patterns, which were from the Western Regions. A picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, majestic mountains, and winding rivers, all rising and falling in it. Luo Gu sat under it, like a sword made of the toughest steel, which stung people's eyes, like a lion entrenched above it. superior.

The kings quickly lowered their heads and sat down in their seats under the guidance of the maids. Suddenly there were several noises outside the palace, which shocked everyone in the palace. Who dared to cause trouble in the Suwang Temple? After just a few breaths, the outside of the hall became quiet, and then a very tall figure stepped into the hall, blocking the light coming from outside the hall. Everyone in the hall looked over, and it turned out to be a woman.

Her long black hair flows down smoothly. She stands in the light, shining brightly, and her skin is as smooth as gel. She is like the legendary concubine who was loved by the Emperor of Han Dynasty. Her face is full of flamboyant beauty, full of the taste of a child of the grassland.

She looks like a woman in paintings of beautiful ladies from the Central Plains, but also like an exotic woman depicted in murals from the Western Regions. She is extremely tall, which is rare among men. Her waist is extremely thin, and her slender white hands are always pressing her hand. The hilt of the sword seems to be ready to draw the sword and fight at any time.

How should I describe her? She was supposed to be a gentle official woman in the city of Luoyang, Chang'an, but she was soaked in the snow of the Western Regions, and the most beautiful flowers bloomed on the top of the Tianshan Mountains. Every step she took seemed to be walking on the light, slender The powerful long legs create a sonorous rhythm that makes people reluctant to look away.

"I have an audience with the high priest, Zhao Yingluo from the Kingdom of Heaven and Gold, to offer you my king's greetings."

The eyes of everyone in the hall shrank. The princess of the Kingdom of Heaven and Gold came from the hometown of the sweat-blooded horse. Thousands of miles of fertile wilderness created a powerful country. The woman in front of her looked like she was only twenty years old, but she was already famous among the countries in the Western Region.

When she was 12 years old, her reputation spread far and wide, and there were countless nobles who wanted to propose marriage. After she personally led an army to attack and kill the Xixia envoys who came to propose marriage, no one dared to propose marriage.

When her fatuous father made her young brother king, she forcibly took the scepter symbolizing the regency from her dying father. She did not kill her brother, but held his hand in the palace. relay bit.

Holding a scepter, she commanded the army of Tianjin Kingdom, destroyed the surviving Xixia Kingdom, and once again unified the land of the former Dawan Kingdom. She was 19 years old that year, and then she came here and stood in the Temple of King Su. .

After the collapse of the Zhongxia Kingdom, the now unified Tianjin Kingdom is the undisputed number one power in the Western Region.

Luo Gu raised his staff slightly to show respect. He admired the woman in front of him and asked loudly: "Princess of the Kingdom of Heaven and Gold, welcome your arrival. Following the call of King Su, please allow me to ask. What did you bring? How many people of King Su."

Zhao Yingluo knelt and sat on the side closest to Luogu, her gorgeous skirt fell down, and she said calmly: "The Royal Guards, [-] armored cavalry, each equipped with one person, five horses, and several auxiliary troops."

The moment Zhao Yingluo finished speaking, Luo Gu tightened his grip on the staff, and the other kings in the temple were in an uproar. There were [-] armored cavalry brought to the temple alone. This kind of strength was simply terrifying.

There are many countries in the Western Region that don't even have [-] cavalry, let alone armored cavalry that costs a lot of money, but when thinking about the fertile land of the Kingdom of Heaven and Gold, they feel that this is justified.

Luo Gu stood up on his throne. Dozens of people in the hall bowed slightly and listened to the holy words. Luo Gu's extremely cold voice resounded through the hall like the clash of swords, "Reorganize our army, raise our swords and spears, Fighting the jackals of the grassland.”

The first troops to arrive in the Western Region were Tuoba Chanyu Tuoba He and Murong Tribe Chanyu Murong Xi. Looking from the top of the city, Luo Gu saw cavalry on the grassland, like clouds, coming from afar, with dust rising from a distance. One team after another, the troops were in neat order. Whistling past Wushuang City, and then gathering together, a rather strong soldier rushed past on horseback, came to the front of the city and shot a heavy arrow at the city gate tower with the letter.

Luo Gu stretched out his hand to take down the letter. It turned out to be written by Xianbei Chanyu Yanhui himself, with a hand that looked like a flying phoenix. "The high priest of the Suwang Temple, the royal court is vast, the power is boundless, and no one can stop it from the Western Regions. This Chanyu writes this letter As for you, I don’t want to cause the two places to bleed, and I don’t want to cause Daxia to be harmed. In order to make the temple recognize this Chanyu as ordered by the sky, so that the high priest of the temple can surrender to the Chanyu’s golden tent. If you agree, this Chanyu will be conquered. In the Western Region, the temple is still respected, so that the people of the Western Region revere their faith, and the divine power of King Su can still be demonstrated. If you don't agree, there will only be bloody massacres under the sword and gun, so you should think more about it."

A declaration of war contained all kinds of threats and inducements. Luo Gu looked expressionless as he tore the letter into pieces and let them fly down in the wind. There was no need to say anything. He had the guts to fight. Tuoba He and Murong Xi looked at them. Pieces of paper fell like snowflakes one after another, and the two grinned at each other.

Murong Xi touched the gorgeous and sharp short blade in his arms and said in a cold voice: "What a disgusting arrogance. How can you be so arrogant in such a small place? Is it the so-called invincible temple army or those who have different orders?" Did the rabble of the Western Regions give him the courage?"

The two did not attack the city, but camped thirty miles outside Wushuang City with double sentries. This was requested by Yan Hui in order to prevent the temple army from attacking the camp, although Yan Hui had never seen the temple. army, but he was extremely cautious about the temple army.

On the grassland, no one can disobey Yan Hui's orders. The army on the grassland is surrounded by unparalleled soldiers, and there is a huge uproar in the city. The enemy has arrived as expected, and it is becoming more and more hasty. The soldiers are stationed outside, but they can be seen whizzing past the green grassland, and the horses' hooves are rising and falling, with cold blades. Each and every army on the grassland The intrusion into Wushuang's old land was so powerful and the number of people was beyond expectation. How many people could not panic, especially the timid ones, who already wanted to retreat, and how many people risked their lives for their beliefs. .

Zhao Yingluo, the daughter of Tianjin, was still as sharp as a sword. She glanced at all the kings and then drew out the sword from her waist and said loudly: "This sword has killed no less than a thousand people. I am still young, and the royal family of Xixia regards me as their object. They want to take advantage of me." Inheritance, my master's great government, will all be destroyed with this.

The King of Heavenly Gold, the noble one, did not respect my orders, disdained to obey them, spoke evil words, was arrogant to me, relied on his honor, and was a blood relative, so we all killed them in the palace, leaving their corpses lying around. This is a great cause of Heavenly Gold.

Everything in the world is determined by heaven's fate and destiny. Wind, snow, frost, and frost are wrapped in clothes and guarded by swords, spears, swords, and halberds. Shields are raised to welcome them. If barbarians invade, they should strike with swords. Those who are evasive will often die, and those who are cowardly will die more often. King Su is here, the temple cannot be desecrated, I would like to warn you all. "

After Zhao Yingluo finished speaking, the awe-inspiring murderous intention and sharpness of her words made all the kings in the seat tremble. Luo Gu looked at Zhao Yingluo, who stood out among the crowd, and was full of admiration. If Zhao Yingluo had been born more than ten years earlier, he would have come. After arriving in Wushuang City, she should be the Empress of the Western Regions now. However, with Zhao Yingluo's character, she may not necessarily accept the temple's coronation. She has a firm belief in King Su and may not necessarily be willing to obey the temple.

Looking at the palace full of kings, Luo Guze's heart darkened. This gathering of the nations might be the smoothest. He must defeat Xianbei this time and boost the confidence of the nations. Otherwise, he would not be able to gather the nations again later. It's so simple. Thinking of this, Luo Gu stood up and said proudly: "Prince Su, I will leave the city tomorrow and form a formation to meet the enemy."

The sun is shining brightly, and the cold wind of the wilderness blows through the mountains and rivers of Yili, passing through the armies lined with swords and armors, filled with the smell of grassland and cattle and sheep. Tens of thousands of cavalry from the countries in the Western Regions are arrayed separately, and the leaders of the countries are holding military flags. The army gathered under the flying phoenix flag, and on the left was the army of Tianjin Kingdom.

As for how many troops there were in the Xianbei Xia Kingdom, the number that appeared in front of them was twice that of the Western Regions. Such a huge army was actually in good order, with clear levels of teams of ten thousand, one thousand, and one hundred.

The Xianbei army slowly dispersed from the middle. Hundreds of elite guards in armor rode forward. Then the highest flag among the Hu people waved. The Xianbei Chanyu finally appeared. The creator of this war, everyone on the battlefield became nervous. .

Yan looked back at the Temple Army in the Western Region Allied Forces, his face full of caution. He once again sent military commanders to preach the military order to all the soldiers and officers of the entire Xianbei Army, "Return to rest and cross the line, beheaded."

Anyone who advances without obeying military orders will be killed.

Anyone who steals the spoils of war shall be killed.

Those who are not in good military discipline will be killed.

If one person retreats and cannot control, he will be killed.

If the enemy's formation is not in chaos and they attack forcefully, they will be killed.

Anyone who fails to take a roundabout route in battle and thereby damages the army will be beheaded.

Kill those who surrender and behead them.

Those who destroy the city and massacre without reason shall be beheaded.

When encountering any escapees from the temple army, kill the entire team and destroy the three tribes. "

Entering the grasslands from the east and west of Liao Dynasty, Yan Hui's tactics were very simple, which were large maneuvers and roundabouts. With the help of extremely powerful mobility and physical strength, they made the enemy miserable in the endless harassment, and then relied on strong organizational power and Strict military law and discipline, as well as superior bow and crossbow technology, completely defeated the enemy.

So far, this tactic has never failed. What he dislikes most is head-on confrontation that turns the battlefield into a meat grinder.

Under his iron fist, the Xianbei army had extremely strict military discipline. Five years ago, he led an army to conquer a grassland tribe. His soldiers plundered the herdsmen's cattle and sheep and were immediately killed by him.

This is of course not because he loves his people like his own son, but because he does not want to kill without reason. Only when the city and tribes resist fiercely will he kill after the city is broken.

The slaughter of the city is not without restraint. The first arrival has the right to dispose of it. If the first arrival wants to take it as a slave, the later arrival must give up. This is in line with the military law that prohibits looting of spoils. So far, the enforcement mechanism is in place.

Under this set of military laws, the Xianbei army is a pure war killing machine. Yan Hui is a ruthless ruler who sharply implements all the rules that will make him stronger. He is a talented person favored by the sky.

After the military orders were explained layer by layer, he squinted slightly and looked at the temple army. Now was the time to test the quality of this legendary army that had guarded the Western Region for 300 years.

Tuoba He and Murong Xi couldn't wait. Following the military order, they each led more than [-] cavalrymen to rush from both sides. Among the majestic and heavy Xianbei army, the attack of more than [-] people was like two black lines.

During this attack, the Xianbei armored cavalry did not move. Almost all of them were horse archers roaring past. At first glance, it seemed that they were not charging into the formation but firing arrows to harass them. After one round of shooting, they rode back to rest and wait for the next wave of attacks. After the Xianbei army A line was drawn in front of the formation. Returning soldiers could not cross this line. Without military orders, those who crossed the line would die.

As soon as the expert took action, he would know if there was any. The Xianbei army was just making roundabout harassment in front of the formation, and Luogu's face became serious. No one of the more than [-] soldiers crossed the safe range of hand-to-hand combat during the attack. The entire attack was The process can only be described as flowing clouds and flowing water, and military discipline is like a mountain. It is simply terrifying!
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Xianbei's army ordered thirteen beheaders, whose power was as powerful as a mountain and as terrifying as an abyss. They were horrified when they heard it, but they used it like a demon. ——"Northern History·Biography of Xianbei"

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