Chapter Ninety-Four: Tangled

Da Xianbei Mountain

Although it is already May, and summer is about to begin, but in this great Xianbei Mountain, it is still very cold, Yin Lang lifted the curtain, walked out of the tent, and carefully bypassed the dirty tents of many Xianbei people, and came to a mountainside. Here you can see the whole picture of Da Xianbei Mountain, only to see the bottomless abyss on the left, and the layers of mountains stretching away on the right, Yin Lang looked up, and could still vaguely see the huge sacrificial platform on the top of Da Xianbei Mountain in the distance.

At this time, Yin Ran also came out, looking at what Yin Lang was looking at from a distance on the mountainside, so he walked over and looked up, at this time, there were bursts of drums on the top of the mountain in the distance, as if the sky was rumbling like thunder, which was a sign that the sacrifice was about to begin.

Yin Ran said slowly: "The sacrifice is about to begin!" ”

When Yin Lang heard Yin Ran say this, he didn't look back, just nodded and said, "Yes, brother, the sacrifice is about to begin!" ”

At this time, Zuo Mei also came over and said, "Shall we go over and have a look?" ”

The three Zhao brothers also walked over slowly, and when they saw that the three of them were gathered here, they walked over with great interest and asked, "Hey, I said you, don't you go over and take a look?" To be honest, I haven't seen this kind of scene before? ”

Zhao Bao said: "Yes, yes, it's good for us to see the world?" I really want to see it! ”

Yin Ran glanced back at the Zhao brothers who were walking over, and said coldly: "No! Can't go! This is the sacrifice of the Xianbei people, except for the Xianbei people, other people, etc., it is better not to go, this is what Brother Duan ordered! ”

When Zhao Bao wanted to say something, Zhao Hu came over at this time and grabbed Zhao Bao and said: "Okay, Seventh, don't say it, people are now the big leader, it's different from before, you pay attention to Lao Tzu, in case you anger others, pull you out and chop it again!" ”

When Yin Lang heard this, he shouted angrily at Zhao Hu: "Zhao Hu, what kind of bullshit are you putting there?" ”

Zhao Hu listened to Yin Lang's words, and he was not angry, he smiled, Zhao Bao muttered for a while, and then, he stopped talking.

Zuo Mei looked at Yin Lang and said: "Ah Lang, Zhao Hu is actually right, people are no longer the Duan Chen in the valley at the beginning, they are now the big Shan Yu of the Duan Department, after this sacrifice, it will be the big Shan Yu of the Three Xianbei Alliance, the status is indeed different, and we are more or less unfamiliar, this is normal!" ”

Yin Ran saw that Yin Lang was a little moved, and also said: "Ah Lang, Zhao Hu is actually right, now is not the beginning, we must understand our situation and status!" ”

Yin Lang pursed his lips, snorted, and didn't speak, but his thoughts gradually turned, he has been in this world for almost half a year, is it his goal to barely survive? No, that's not what your goal is! But right now, there is a sense of powerlessness that can't control his fate, so he can only follow Duan Chen's chariot and gallop forward.

In just half a year, Yin Lang has witnessed Duan Chen go from having nothing to now having a huge chief of more than 100,000 troops in his hands of five banners, but this is far from enough, Duan Chen's ambition is far more than that, he not only wants to unify Liaoxi and Liaodong, he also wants to enter the Central Plains, once the time is ripe, Yin Lang has no doubt that Duan Chen, this guy, will immediately raise troops to kill in the Central Plains.

Yin Lang knew that this time would come soon, now that Emperor Jin Hui had just taken power, it would soon be the dictatorship of Empress Jia, and when King Zhao came to power, the court would be completely chaotic, so that Duan Chen still had nearly ten years to integrate his tribe and accumulate his strength, and what was even more terrifying was that Duan Chen was only thirty years old now According to the average life expectancy of this era, if there are no accidents, Duan Chen's guy can live for at least another twenty years!

It's horrible! Yin Lang thought of this, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, the Eight Banners system was mentioned by him, for Duan Chen's plan to unify the Duan Department, Yin Lang also spared no effort to help, Yin Lang suddenly thought of what happened in a certain era of his own, the rapid rise of the unification of different races, the civil strife of the dynasty, the opportunity of the alien race to enter the customs to dominate the world, all kinds of slaughter and killing, the more Yin Lang thought about it, the more scared he felt, the Xianbei people were cruel and easy to kill, brave and fierce, if they entered the Central Plains, what a serious consequence it would cause!

Yin Lang shook his head, trying to find a way to sober himself up, only to find that he had already broken out in a lot of cold sweat, Yin Ran on the side saw that Yin Lang was silent there, and hurriedly came over and asked with concern: "Ah Lang, what's wrong?" ”

Yin Lang smiled at Yin Ran and said softly, "Brother, it's okay." With that, he didn't want to be here anymore, and turned around and walked down the mountain.

Yin Lang walked from halfway up the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, about a few miles of undulating mountain roads. The mountain path runs between the peaks and lies there like a python. At this time, Yin Lang saw a long procession that stretched for several miles, slowly moving forward on the mountain road.

Yin Lang could see clearly that the person who was slowly moving forward along the road at this moment was none other than Murong Xianbei's leader, Murong Diao. Murong Diao was about twenty years old, more than eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and a majestic physique. Looking at his face carefully, I saw that Murong Diao had a beautiful appearance, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes were shining, and he really deserved to be a hero who created the foundation of the Murong family. Accompanying Murong Diao was a team of more than 100 guards, all of whom were strong and sturdy men with swords and shields.

Yin Lang moved his gaze back, only to see that behind him were the leaders of the various small clans attached to Murong Xianbei's tribe, these leaders moved forward in order, each with more than ten or so guards, all of them lowered their heads and followed Murong Diao closely.

In the past six months, Yin Lang has paid great attention to the collection and analysis of the data of the Xianbei tribes. For hundreds of years, the Xianbei tribes set out from the Great Xianbei Mountain, constantly migrated to the south, annexed and digested many tribes along the way, and at the same time accepted more and more tribal culture, in addition to the Xianbei people's own gods, when holding a grand sacrifice ceremony, in fact, all the gods were worshipped again.

Therefore, when a powerful tribe holds a sacrificial ceremony, it often uses the lame excuse that a certain tribe refuses to participate in the sacrificial ceremony to conquer some tribes that are disobedient and disobedient to their rule, so the political significance of the sacrificial ceremony is far greater than its own significance.

In addition to the three major Xianbei tribes of Yuwen, Murong and Duan, there are hundreds of tribes large and small, and there has never been a unified tribe, so the sacrificial ceremony is naturally impossible to talk about.

When Yin Lang thought of this, a magical idea suddenly popped up in his mind, perhaps, this method could make Duan Chen's eyes no longer just stare at Youzhou or the Central Plains, thinking of this, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Yin Lang's mouth......