"Calm down...... Calm ......down, Great Bear of the North," the High Priest seemed to see Tchaikov's agitation, "where shall I start...... Those who seek the Ghost Scepter ......"

No one had ever revealed his purpose to the outside world, and Tchaikov opened his mouth wide, and when he hired a guide, he only told him that he wanted to go on an unparalleled expedition!

Tchaikov looked at Dick, who was also confused, and he shook his head, indicating that he had not revealed it.

"You know the ghost scepter......" Xia Ruobing asked.

The high priest slowly reached out his hands from under the burqa, holding a golden scepter in his withered hands, and stroked it slowly: "The power from the east has given the scepter...... The Black River is full of undead warriors, the cavalry of hell...... A black plague swept through...... The verdant turned into darkness......"

Everyone's eyes widened as they looked at the scepter, and Dick barely jumped up and rushed up to take it for himself!

But it wasn't the ghost scepter they were looking for, it was just an ordinary golden scepter, and on the scepter was a black fire dragon that climbed up, spreading its wings at the top of the scepter, glaring at the crowd, and spewing flames from its mouth and nose......

But Xia Ruobing noticed that this western fire dragon, its claws were tightly grasping a long red dragon, it coiled its scepter, wrapped around the back half of the fire dragon's body, and tried to raise its head and roar angrily at the fire dragon......

It wasn't really seen in the firelight, but Xia Ruobing trusted his own judgment that this scepter was related to the ghost scepter, in other words, it had a great relationship with Loulan.

"We've been guarding ...... for thousands of years"

Chen Badai calmed down, this high priest should be the wizard here, as for how he knew his secret, Chen Badai didn't care, but Chen Badai was 100% sure that only the old man with the golden scepter in front of him knew best about the Valley of the Dead, about the ghost scepter.

Chen Badai raised the rough wooden wine glass, took a sip of raspberry wine, and said, "Okay, we have wine, and the next thing is your story." ”

In the slow and heavy narration of the high priest, everyone finally understood the origin of this fortress.

Two thousand years ago, it was called the Verdant Valley, and every summer, the snow melted on the snow-capped mountains in the east, nourishing everything in the valley, and the valley was rich in produce, and the people who lived here were peaceful and happy, and people never knew that there were disasters and wars.

The people who lived here had no written language, and their stories were passed down by word of mouth, which would have led to slips of the tongue, but in the slow and heavy words of the high priest, a peaceful paradise came to everyone's minds.

"This is the most precious treasure that God has given us...... Until one day a warrior from Hell destroys it......" the High Priest continued slowly.

On the other side of the snow-capped mountains, no one has ever set foot in it, and people think that it is the end of the world, and on the other side of the end of the world, that is the underworld, but people believe that the earth and hell are insurmountable, and in the ancient custom, after death, a person will sing a poem to praise the life of this person, and put him into that clear river, which will bring his soul to the underworld.

"You mean, Black River?" Xia Ruobing couldn't help but interject.

"It turned out that it was called the River Styx, the maintenance of the human world and the underworld...... But everything changed on that day 2,000 years ago......"

On the other side of the mountain, where no one had ever appeared, suddenly one day a group of people came out, they spoke words that no one understood, they were crying on the edge of the River Styx, their appearance frightened everyone, they were like people who had come back from hell, they were ragged, their faces were withered, their faces were dark, their eyes were godless, they shook out of the canyon, they had weapons in their hands, they stood on the edge of the River Styx and cried, knelt on the ground and worshiped the mountain peaks to the east, and then they crossed the River Styx, and everything changed......

The slaughter of those who had never experienced the scourge of war was slaughtered, and the warriors from hell wielded weapons they had never seen before, carrying long, straight knives in one hand and dexterous shields with demonic tentacles in the other, the sharp knives easily split people in two, while the spears of the people were easily blocked by the demonic tentacles...... Those who tried to flee lost their way to the roar of the Hellwarriors, those who resisted in a hurry retreated, their cattle and sheep were plundered, their relatives were slaughtered, and they occupied the village......

"A long, straight knife?" Wang Xingguo noticed this sentence, 2000 years ago, the iron-smelting technology was not developed, and at this time, the soldiers of the Roman Empire were still using short swords of about 40 centimeters and the famous Roman large square shield in battle, the fundamental reason was that the iron-smelting technology at that time could not ensure the strength of the weapon, and the too long sword was easy to break when chopping, but the high priest clearly said that "long and straight war knife!" ”

As far as Wang Xingguo knew, there was only one kind of long and straight war knife at that time, and that was the ring head knife of the Han Dynasty! The slender blade of a meter long is enough to slash any weapon that dares to block it! That represented the most advanced iron-smelting technology in the world at that time! And the shield with tentacles, Wang Xingguo seems to have an impression......

The high priest seemed to know what Wang Xingguo was thinking, and with a gentle wave of his hand, General Gurg took out a scroll from the throne, the yellowed scroll was made of sheepskin,

Wang Xingguo opened the scroll and spread it on the long table, everyone turned their heads, the scroll is a picture scroll, recording the first battle of the hell warriors who came to the world, the picture scroll in which the black warriors who look like skeletons are slaughtering good people, a warrior standing on a stone, wearing a black helmet, covered with a hideous skull mask, wearing black armor, holding a long knife high and swinging forward, driving the hell warrior to rush and kill, the long knife in his hand and the strange shield on his left hand attracted Wang Xingguo's attention.

"Hook setting!" Wang Xingguo said softly.

"Hook setting?!" Mr. Min seemed to remember something, which meant that these weapons came from that powerful Eastern Empire!

The hook inlay is a weapon commonly used by Han warriors, and there is an assassinating cone in the small round iron shield, and the iron hook that extends up and down to block the opponent's weapon, this is the demon's tentacles that the high priest said in his mouth!

The long, straight sword wielded by the warrior was undoubtedly the famous ring-headed sword, and the Han warriors usually used the ring-head knife and hook inlay, and it was with such weapons that they were rampaging in the Western Desert!

"Could it be that the first people to cross the snow-capped mountains were not the Loulan people, but the warriors of the Han Dynasty?" Mr. Min was a little disappointed.

"Let's listen to what the high priest has to say......" Wang Xingguo closed the scroll and handed it back to General Gorge.

These warriors of Hell slaughtered the nearby villages, provoking a fiercer resistance, armies and warriors from afar rushed here, they were going to fight back, they were going to expel these black warriors back to Hell, the warriors blocked the canyon, their war cries resounded through the sky, rows of warriors pushed forward, rows of people fell, but the warriors could not be shaken like mountains, pushing the black warriors towards the Styx, the black warriors were defeated, their bodies were thrown into the Styx, let the Styx carry their souls back to Hell, However, as the people basked in the joy of victory, more black warriors poured out of the canyon, and the two sides faced off across the River Styx, bows and arrows covering the sky like flying locusts, and the opposing arrows were so dense that they collided in the air...... The two sides roared and fought across the River Styx, and the black warriors tirelessly crossed the River Styx in waves, their blood stained the river red, but more warriors poured out of the valley, and old men, women, and weak children joined the battle, and endlessly, the River Styx brought their souls back to Hell, and they rejoined the warriors from Hell, until the waters of the River Styx were stained black with blood...... Since then, the waters of the River Styx have never been clearer......

From the high priest's account, Mr. Min sketched in his mind the battle of the Styx that was a matter of life and death between the two sides, and the dense rain of arrows mentioned by the high priest, which was a typical way of fighting in the Han Dynasty, covered the opponent's position with a non-stop rain of arrows to cover the warrior charge! But the soldiers of the Han Dynasty never let women and children go to war, and it is clear that this is not the army of the Han Dynasty!

But Mr. Min never knew that the Han Empire had an army here, and there was no record in history at all!

"The souls of the dead have been transported to another world...... "The High Priest continued in a slow, heavy tone.

"There's nothing that a one-shot RPG can't solve, and if there is, then two!" Chen Badai wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but the high priest didn't know what an RPG was: "They are undead spirits that can't be killed, and if you die, you'll join them...... Endless reincarnation ......"

Everyone cast dissatisfied eyes on Chen Badai, and Chen Badai shrugged his shoulders - this is a cold weapon battle that happened 2,000 years ago, and it didn't even leave a trace of waves in the historical records, but in the high priest's narration, it became an epic war!