Daqin: I, Fusu, can summon the undead

Chapter 12 Maodun Arrives
The main canyon of the Mountains of the Dead.

The hastily evacuated Hun tribes arrived here and finally expressed their dissatisfaction.

Because when they were five miles away from the main canyon of the Undead Mountains, their horses were unwilling to move forward no matter how hard they drove them.

The Huns were already dissatisfied with giving up the fertile Hetao Plain. Their ancestors had paid with blood to fight for the Hetao Plain, but now they were giving it up just like that.

What made them even more resentful was the abandonment of their cattle, sheep and horses, which were their beloved possessions and everything they had.

Now that they had arrived here, even their last property, their most beloved war horses, had to be abandoned, which directly caused the people of the Huns to explode.

But under the firm demands of the tribal leaders and their promise to give them new cattle, sheep and horses when they return to the grassland, they had no choice but to release their beloved war horses and walk across the Mountains of the Dead ahead.

Originally, the Huns were very puzzled as to what was wrong with Chanyu Touman? Was their tribal leader out of his mind? Why did he carry out such a ridiculous order so resolutely?

But when the Huns walked into the main canyon of the Mountains of the Dead, they finally understood.

They saw the hillsides on both sides of the canyon were full of white bones of the undead looking at them. From time to time they could see skeleton cavalry, corpse cavalry, and even ghost cavalry that ignored physical damage, powerful death knights, and huge giant corpse warriors shuttling through the canyons of the Undead Mountains.

Looking at these dead souls, the Huns' dissatisfaction disappeared and they became afraid.

They finally understood that they had no choice but to leave the fertile Hetao Plain and abandon their cattle, sheep and horses. If they did not obey, they would die.

It was also at this time that the leaders of various tribes told them the truth: being able to leave the Hetao Plain alive was the result of their Khan's kneeling begging for it.

Touman Chanyu's family was also sent here. Looking at the countless dead souls in the canyon, they suddenly felt a heavy responsibility on their shoulders, and their dissatisfaction about being taken hostage disappeared.

"Asinarufen, the mother of Chanyu Touman, pays respect to His Majesty the Lich King."

"The wife of Chanyu Touman, Anshida Chunlu, pays respect to His Majesty the Lich King."

"Modun, son of Chanyu Touman, pays respect to His Majesty the Lich King."

"The concubine of Chanyu Touman, Wushi Yitoshi, pays respect to His Majesty the Lich King."

"I am the concubine of Chanyu Touman. I am Niu Hulu, and I pay my respects to His Majesty the Lich King. May His Majesty live forever."

In the Valley of the Dead, in the cold wind, the escorted family members of Touman Chanyu knelt shivering in the ice and snow, shouting, and kneeling with their heads touching the ground.

No one dared to look up at the Lich King sitting high on the Frozen Throne, let alone stand up at will.

Because they knew that if they made a mistake while being held hostage in other places, other forces would eventually take Touman Chanyu into consideration and would not want to start a war easily.

But here, after seeing the Huns turned into corpses, seeing the endless undead in the canyon, and seeing the huge giant corpses, none of them thought that the Huns could resist the Lich King. They dared not to resist, and could not resist.

Here, they must put aside all their pride and backbone, and even the dignity of living. They can only be extremely careful, otherwise, if the Lich King gets angry, he will kill them at will, and even the entire Huns will be implicated and exterminated.

"I only asked him to send three people, but now he sent five? Is he ignoring me?"

Sitting high on the frozen throne, Fusu looked at the five people kneeling on the ground and spoke slowly.

Hearing this hoarse voice, the five people kneeling on the ground trembled even more and dared not speak a word.

Not only was I cold, I was also scared.

"Maodun, there are two more!"

Fusu's voice sounded faintly again, and a rusty sword fell and stabbed deeply into the snow in front of Maodun, who was only thirteen years old.

"Gudong!"

Looking at the sword in front of him, Maodun, who was only thirteen years old, swallowed his saliva and trembled even more. He already knew what the Lich King on the high seat wanted.

Fusu looked at the kneeling and trembling Maodun with great interest. He wanted to see if the current Maodun would be as cruel as he would be in the future. He slowly said, "My patience is limited!"

Hearing this, Maodun tremblingly grabbed the rusty sword in front of him, stood up and walked towards Touman's two concubines with his head down. From beginning to end, he did not dare to look up at the Lich King sitting high up.

Looking at the feet approaching them, Touman's two concubines did not dare to struggle, beg for mercy, or even look up at Maodun. They just closed their eyes as if they accepted their fate.

At this time, Maodun's eyes were red, but he didn't dare to cry, and he didn't even dare to say sorry. He just trembled and raised the sword in his hand high, and then chopped it down fiercely.

Two beautiful heads rolled down in the snow one after another. "Very good!"

Fusu praised lightly and said, "Now you are allowed to look up and see me!"

Hearing this, Maodun trembled and dropped the sword in his hand, knelt on the ground in fear, and then dared to look up at Fusu. After just one look, Maodun quickly trembled and kowtowed again, shouting: "Thank you, Your Majesty the Lich King, for your grace."

Maodun's behavior was as if being allowed to take a look was a great grace to him.

Although it was just a quick glance, Maodun was already shocked. The existence on the frozen throne was actually the same size as him.

"Hahaha~~." Fusu laughed at Maodun who was so sensible of the situation and praised him, "You are very good! I will go to the Central Plains on a chosen day and allow you to go with me. You can leave now."

After saying that, Fusu closed his eyes and practiced on the Frozen Throne.

"Thank you, His Majesty the Lich King, for your gift. Long live His Majesty the Lich King!"

Maodun and the other two quickly expressed their gratitude, then knelt down and slowly retreated.

Then the Skeleton Mage led the three of them to the place they had been assigned. This place was severely frozen and full of undead, so it was not suitable for living people to stay for a long time.

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The deadline at the end of September is just around the corner.

"It's over! I can't get through!"

On the grassland more than 20 miles away from the entrance of the main canyon of the Undead Mountains, An Liuhe'er, who had hurried over with his tribe, looked at the sun that was about to set. His face changed drastically, and he looked unwilling.

The Anliu tribe was a relatively remote tribe. When they received the notice, there were only four days left. Even the people who came to notify them advised them to go directly to submit to the Qin Dynasty.

But An Liu did not want to submit to the Qin Dynasty, nor did he want to change his surname to Qin and become one of the Qin people who had been robbed by them. He was also afraid that he would be retaliated against after he went there.

So even though time was tight, An Liu still took his tribe, abandoned all the cattle, sheep, and baggage, including tents, and only left a few horse-drawn carriages carrying the elderly, children, and a small amount of food, and rushed to the Mountains of the Undead with all their might.

But now there is no way they can pass through the Mountains of the Dead before midnight today.

"Chief, if we can't get through, then we can't get through. Let's just go back and continue herding!"

Next to An Liu, a warrior of the tribe said unwillingly, "I really don't know why the Great Chanyu wanted all the tribes to leave the Hetao Plain so hastily, even leaving behind their cattle, sheep and horses."

The grass and water here are so fertile that the cattle, sheep and horses that remain have grown so fat.

"Shut up, you know nothing! Do you know what this place is called now? It's called the Undead Mountains now!"

An Liuhe'er whipped the warrior who said this with his whip and scolded him loudly.

The beaten Huns dared not utter a word.

An Liuhe'er then shouted to everyone, "Turn around now and head to Qin! Be quick and don't rest on the way!"

A middle-aged Xiongnu heard this and immediately looked anxious. He quickly said, "Chief, the elders and children of the tribe are already very tired! If we continue to travel like this, they may not be able to hold on! And the horses are also very tired!"

Upon hearing this, An Liuhe'er looked at the old people and children in the carriages and horses at the back of the team with reluctance.

Gritting his teeth, An Liuhe'er shouted, "No, it's getting dark soon. We don't have time. Let's get going now. Don't fall behind. You will die! You will definitely die!"

After saying that, An Liuhe'er rode his horse first and rushed towards the direction of Qin State.

Fortunately, they didn't enter the Mountains of the Dead, so their horses could still be used.

Seeing this, the people of the Anliu tribe could only grit their teeth and follow. Although they didn't know why, they knew that Anliu He'er was a good leader, and they were willing to believe that their leader was not doing this without purpose.

Looking at these tribal companions who believed in him, An Liuheer gritted his teeth and vowed to keep these compatriots alive.

At this time, he couldn't tell what happened in the Mountains of the Dead.

(End of this chapter)