Rochler was taken away by the Great Elders and the Priests, and his deplorable figure suddenly made people feel so alone.

Rochler looked relieved and calm as if he had figured something out. As he walked, he asked the Great Elder, "Grandpa, did you say that the Divine Envoy is really the Messenger of the Witch God?"

The Great Elder looked at this familiar junior, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh.

"Do you say there really is a god in this world?" Rochler said again, as if speaking to himself.

The Great Elder nodded this time with great firmness, patted Rochler on the shoulder, and said, "Child, you have been lost on the other side of faith. ”

"Grandpa, I'm going to say that I didn't sacrifice to the Demon God, do you believe it?" Rocle smiled, his face calm.

The Great Elder's cloudy eyes slowly closed, and he patted Rochler's hand and trembled slightly.

He didn't know how to choose, and if he believed, it was disrespectful to the witch god, and if he didn't believe, it was also disloyal to his faith.

Walking in the City Lord's Mansion, many people began to point at Rochler's figure.

After a long time, Rochler sighed and said, "Also, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, it's enough for most people to believe it." ”

At this moment, the thick clouds in the sky suddenly gathered.

Xu Fusheng, who walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, tightened his cloak and instructed indifferently: "Ling'er, has Luo Bu returned to the Yi Mountains now?"

"Yesterday, the shadow guard sent back the news that Luo Bu had already walked out of the mountains with part of the Yi army, and the direction was coming to Najib. ”

Xu Fusheng paused and waved his hand: "Then notify the Zhuang and Qiang tribes, and let them prepare to assemble the team." ”

"Lord Divine Envoy, I don't understand why Patriarch Luo suddenly gave up his belief in the witch god and sacrificed to the demon god. Feng Ling'er asked puzzled.

"Ling'er, the important thing is not what the Yi people believe in, but where the future direction of southern Xinjiang should go. Maybe they're just lost. ”

"But... Can't you, as the messenger of the witch gods, save them?"

"They have turned their backs on the witch gods, their faith and souls have been surrendered to others, and only the Holy Fire can save them. ”

Xu Fusheng feels that he has become more and more like a divine envoy recently, at least, now, this feeling is very good.

To act in the name of God, whether right or wrong, there is only blind obedience, he thought silently.

"Then why did you hand over Rocle to the priests of the Yi tribe, aren't you worried that they will let Rocle go without permission?" Feng Ling'er's voice trembled slightly.

Xu Fusheng smiled slightly, and his voice sounded like a demon: "If you let Rokle go, then the Yi people will be completely abandoned by the witch god."

I don't think they would have made such a stupid choice. ”

What he didn't say was that the priests of the Yi tribe kept Rokele, and Luo Bu would bring troops to Najib State, so that he could have an excuse to completely get involved with the Yi people.

The Yi priests quickly decided that the blasphemer would be officially burned with the holy fire in three days, and it was clear that the priests had received the news from the clan.

Luo Bu and some of his tribesmen had left the mountainous areas of the Yi and were heading towards Najib.

If Rockelle is not burned as soon as possible, I am afraid that the Yi people will be the first to be in chaos.

Xu Fusheng also acquiesced in the priests' assertion and promised the Great Elder that he would forgive the rest of the Yi if the blasphemer was burned by the fire.

What the Great Elder didn't know was that no matter when Rocle was burned, he couldn't actually stop Rob from avenging his father.

Moreover, one day, Rob will arrive in Najib Prefecture with nearly 8,000 Yi warriors.

The information of the priests and elders was far less direct and rapid than that of his intelligence system.

As Xu Fusheng expected, a day later, Rob led people to the city of Najib.

Since they were fully armed, and Rochler had become a blasphemer again, it was only natural that the gates of Najib would be closed to them.

The Great Elder who got the news quickly rushed to the city with the priests of the Yi tribe, and the Great Elder looked at Luo Budao, who was dressed in military uniform, with hatred:

"Do you dare, evil beast? Do you really have to betray the faith of the witch god?"

Rob stood on his horse, he was not at all worried that the Great Elder would shake his military heart, these 8,000 warriors were the men and horses of the Rocle family.

Moreover, in the clan, Luo Bu has repeatedly instilled in them that the divine envoy is fake, and all this is the personal vendetta of the divine envoy, in order to take revenge on the Yi people.

I have to admit that Rob is indeed a qualified general in terms of leading the army, and he can quickly convince these 8,000 people that he is a kind of ability.

The soldiers of the Yi nationality are not well-equipped, but they are superior in the quality of the soldiers, strong and strong, and their eyes are sharp.

8,000 people were stationed under the city, although the formation was not neat, but the momentum was majestic.

Luo Bu sat upright on the horse, and said with gloomy eyes: "Great Elder, you have been deceived by the horse, how can a Han person be the messenger of the witch god.

My father could not have been a blasphemer, his belief in the witch god was as devout as mine, and whoever wanted to deceive the witch god, I Rob was the first to refuse. ”

"No promise...!" shouted a sea of cries from the mouths of 8,000 people.

The Great Elder looked at this scene, his angry lips began to tremble, and he pointed at Rob, unable to say a word.

Xu Fusheng, who was wearing a divine envoy suit, slowly walked to the top of the city, and Lin Huiyu and Feng Ling'er guarded one left and one right.

It wasn't until Xu Fusheng's figure appeared that the cries from under the city stopped.

Xu Fusheng looked at this spectacular scene under the city, and his heart was also stirred, this kind of stimulation was far more powerful than the perception brought by individual life and death.

His heart was magnificent, but his face was still the same, and the true qi in his body slowly gathered, and a strong heaven and earth vitality swirled above his head, gradually condensing into a substantial milky white light.

This hand made everyone's eyes focus on him, and Xu Fusheng slowly spoke: "God said that those who turned their backs on him will eventually be abandoned by him. ”

His voice was as grand and clear as a giant bell strikes.

The 8,000 people under the city were clearly in a commotion, which was a real miracle.

Rob gritted his teeth under the city and said, "The surname is Xu, don't pretend to be a ghost there." Get acquainted with each other and let my father go, otherwise, I will kill you. ”

Xu Fusheng slowly looked at the Great Elder and sighed: "Great Elder, Luo Bu's father and son have been blinded by the devil, I wonder if everyone in the Yi clan has their eyes covered by the devil?"

Before the Great Elder could speak, Xu Fusheng said in a loud voice again: "Warriors of the Yi Clan, Rocle and his son have been blinded by the devil.

Originally, I had promised the Great Elder that as long as the blasphemers were punished, the witch god would not blame his people.

But now, do you all have to give up your faith in the witch god?

Warriors of the Yi tribe, tell me if you have turned your back on the witch god and fallen into the arms of the dark demon god?"

The last voice, Xu Fusheng, deliberately blessed the vitality of heaven and earth, spreading far away in the middle of heaven and earth.

This voice was heard, and the city suddenly became in turmoil.

Rob roared angrily, stood on his horse and said, "Sons, the divine envoy in the city is fake, and my father, the patriarch of the Yi tribe, was framed by him.

It is impossible for our witch god in southern Xinjiang to let a Han man be an envoy, so don't believe in his demagoguery anymore. ”

Rob's shout obviously silenced the chaotic warriors, and everyone looked at each other.

Xu Fusheng shook his head slowly, looking at the Great Elder, who was originally old and looking older at the moment, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

Xu Fusheng's eyes were instantly cold, and he turned his head to look at Feng Ling'er and said, "Release the signal flare!"

A brilliant firework floated from Feng Ling'er's hand.

After a while, a thunderous rumble was heard in the distance, and the smoke and dust in the northern part of Najib State obscured the sky.

Countless torrents galloped from afar, and the first to show their bodies were the Southern Xinjiang Wei Heavy Cavalry led by Wei Zitong and the eight hundred warriors of the Nasu tribe, followed closely by the three thousand Black Qiang Iron Cavalry.

On the right side of Wei Zitong, countless earthy yellow warriors appeared one by one, Zhuang wolf soldiers, their formations scattered and neat.

In groups of 7 people, about 70 people were in a team, and nearly 10,000 soldiers marched towards the city of Najib in a unified and determined manner.

In addition, there were other southern Xinjiang warriors of various ethnic groups who also appeared in everyone's sight one by one.

When Wei Zitong, who was sitting on the horse first, waved his long sword, the herald immediately blew the horn, and the coalition army started at the same time, slowly pressing towards the Yi warriors.

Every ten steps you take, there is a shout. More than 30,000 troops shouted in unison, and the momentum immediately soared into the sky!

The coalition forces did not stop until they were outside the Lish.

With the long sound of the horn, the Black Qiang Iron Cavalry and Wei Zitong's Southern Frontier Guard lined up in a line of shock cavalry ten meters in front of the formation.

Then the hoplites of the Nasu tribe rushed out like a tide with huge shields, forming several rows in front of the hoplites.

The longbowmen followed the hoplites and approached until they were a stone's throw away, and then came to a halt.

Xu Fusheng, who was standing at the head of the city, looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, coming to southern Xinjiang for so long, this can be regarded as a real foothold.

Luo Bu and the Yi warriors under the city began to turn pale, but despite this, the Yi warriors still tried their best to maintain that fierce arrogance.

When the Great Elder looked at this scene, he knew that the Divine Envoy had already prepared, and stepped forward and said, "The Divine Envoy, the people under the city are all the people of the Witch God.

Can you forgive them for their disrespect, these children are only being blinded for a while. ”

Xu Fusheng looked at the Great Elder with an expressionless face, and said coldly, "I'm afraid you don't have disrespectful thoughts about the witch god in your heart." ”

The Great Elder stopped talking, and took out an ornament engraved with the Yi totem from his bosom and said:

"My lord, the god has dedicated his entire life to the witch god.

If the old decay's disrespect can be exchanged for the lives of these children in the city, the old decay is willing to return to the arms of the witch god. ”

Xu Fuchang exhaled, stretched out his hand to support the Great Elder who was about to kneel, and said in a soft voice:

"Great Elder, the witch god will see the Yi people's dedication, you can persuade them again.

It's just that blasphemers must be punished by the witch gods, and I'm sure you and I will agree on that. ”

The Great Elder nodded and said, "The old man is willing to serve the Divine Envoy!"

After that, the Great Elder got up and said to the Yi warriors under the city again: "Warriors of the Yi Tribe, the witch god has not abandoned you.

If you are willing to lay down your arms, you will be forgiven by God, who has promised to die old. ”