Chapter 722: News from the North
The music of the ambush on all sides finally played in the Wolf Juxu Mountain, and at first no one thought that this music had any omen, only the sound of the Jin Ge Iron Horse and the Kankan conquest was heard from the music. The Huns loved to hear it, especially when it was played with cowhide drums and horns, which sounded to their ears like a trumpet for a charge. Shan Yu also liked it, and in order to let the victims who gathered around the palace feel the courage of the Huns, he ordered to play on the palace wall every day at noon.
Suddenly, one day, the closest to the city wall did not hear the drum beat that made people feel surging, and looked up at the city wall with difficulty, but there was no drummer and trumpeter, and he touched his head next to him with some confusion, and then pointed to the city wall, which means that at this time, why is there no movement today?
Tou Slow also looked up at the palace wall, and the city wall was empty under the vast sky, so he shook his head at Bo Bo and said that he didn't know either. The two men glanced at each other and moved forward to each other, huddled together to warm up.
Bo Bo and Tou Slow are now left alone, and their parents, wife, and children died after the onset of winter. The slow-headed son was the first person in their family to die, because he was too young and needed his mother's milk, but the slow-headed wife had long since lost milk. Give the child some gruel that you can see the bottom of the bowl every day, and the child will not eat at all after carrying it for half a month.
When his son died, he didn't cry because he knew that crying could only be a waste of effort and would have no effect. Like all the families of the dead, he carried his son's body and put it on a dirt slope at the foot of Wolf Juxu Mountain. Watching his son run away from a wolf, he gritted his teeth and returned to the tent by the river. On the first day he sent off his son, and the next day he saw off his mother. My father's body used to be very tough, and it took a month to breathe, but after Tou Slow sent his father's body to the small dirt bag, he finally became a person.
Unlike the successive deaths of the head and slow family, the vigorous relatives died cleanly. The wind and snow collapsed his tent overnight, and when he woke up the next day, he was the only one left in the family of seven. So Bo Bo pulled his own carriage, put the bodies of all his family members on it, and sent it to the small earthen bag with great effort. `
The number of victims is decreasing day by day, and hatred is gathering day by day, and when this kind of indifference and sluggishness accumulates to a certain extent, it is natural that a breakthrough is needed, and the palace that is close at hand is the best choice.
Yi Zhixie stood in the distance and looked at the group of victims outside the palace, turned his head and asked the Bank of China, "Isn't it time yet?" β
BOC said and shook his head: "Wait, it's coming!" β
The resentment of the victims has not yet risen, and Shan Yu's resentment has become unstoppable. Struggled to break the cowhide drum in the courtyard, and broke the horn one after another, and felt that the evil breath in his chest was still not clean, so he ordered all those musicians to be executed, there was no reason and no reason. Standing in the middle of a pile of rags, he was indifferent to the screams.
kicked another relatively intact cowhide drum, and returned to the lobby in a puff, and the king of Tuntou hurriedly followed.
"This thing that humiliates this king, is it really made by that Su Ren?"
King Tuntou swallowed his saliva: "That's what the people who came back from Mayi said, but I heard that it was done according to the situation of the first emperor Liu Bang and Xiang Yu of the Han Dynasty in the next battle, and it didn't mean to humiliate you." β
"Humph! Excuses, all excuses, he's just watching Ben Danyu's jokes! King Tuntou didn't speak, Shan Yu continued: "Dare to laugh at Ben Dan Yu like this, does he think that Ben Dan Yu really doesn't dare to go to Mayi?" β
The king of Tuntou was shocked and hurriedly said: "Shan Yu is angry!" Now it is winter, not to mention that Mayi is two thousand miles away, we don't have enough food and grass, but there are tens of thousands of victims outside the palace walls, if we send troops at this time, it may be difficult to win. β
"How can my Hun warriors be afraid of that little Ma Yi, I want to see if he Su Ren's mouth is powerful, or my Hun iron cavalry is powerful!"
No matter how Shan Yu loses power, it is also Shan Yu, his words still have a certain effect on the grassland, at least in the royal court under the Wolf Juxu Mountain, which caused agitation. When the sacrificial elders lined up in a long procession to climb the Wolf Juxu Mountain, the people understood that something big was about to happen, and they craned their necks one by one in the hope of seeing what was going on.
The victims also had the same idea, the reason why they had not rushed into the palace until now was that they were afraid of the strength of the royal court's army, and second, they still had a trace of awe for Shan Yu.
The sound of the cowhide drum is very loud, and the hearts of those who beat it can't help but beat along. The horn has been blown, and the low trumpet has hovered on the Wolf Juxu Mountain for a long time and is unwilling to disperse. The high priest, dressed in the most solemn vestments, holding a scimitar in his right hand and a scepter with a skull in his left hand, danced on the top of a smoky hill. The snow was very heavy, and the high priest jumped very hard.
Shan Yu led hundreds of people, large and small, to kneel quietly under the altar. The expressions on their faces were extremely stern, and they waited for the final judgment of the high priest with their eyes closed. Yi Zhixie also participated in this sacrifice, although he didn't know why Shan Yu wanted to sacrifice, but he understood that Shan Yu should use soldiers, and as for who to talk to, he had to discuss it with the Bank of China.
After dancing all morning, the old high priest did not see any fatigue. An eagle hovered on the top of the Wolf Juxu Mountain by the heat of the sacrificial burning, and the animals that came out to forage at this time were helpless, and it had already seen a hare on the mountainside jumping in the snow with difficulty, but it did not dare to come down. Because there are people everywhere, if anyone shoots an arrow and the rabbit can't catch it, he will die a tragic death here.
A muffled thunder sounded, right above everyone's heads, and the sound was loud. But the people were not frightened, because they knew that it was a miracle, that Heaven was showing them the way.
The high priest sat cross-legged in the center of the altar panting, and someone had already stepped forward to remove the scepter in his hand and the dazzling array of miscellaneous items on his body for him. The old men who can dress dozens of pounds and dance messily all morning are strong-willed, otherwise they would not have become the high priests of the Huns.
When the high priest was carried off the altar, Shan Yu was the first to enter the high priest's tent. The high priest was still recovering his body, and finally recovered, summoned a young priest over, and whispered a few words in his ear. The young priest understood, nodded and got up, and came to Shan Yu.
"The high priest said that the will of the immortal heaven can only be told to one person, and the others please leave the tent!"
The Bank of China said that he was not qualified to participate in such a sacrifice, and that he was neither a Hun nor a complete person. Sacrifice was of particular importance to the Huns, and would never make a eunuch disrespectful to the gods. Therefore, whenever this time, the Bank of China will avoid it with interest, or drink in a certain Xiongnu wine shop, or ride a horse alone on the grassland.
This time, he chose to leave the royal court, because of the lack of food alone, all the shops related to grain in the entire royal court were closed, not to mention the food-intensive winemaking, mare's milk wine. The Bank of China said that he was a person, and he didn't think anyone would dare to do anything to him around the royal court, let alone wolves, insects, tigers and leopards. When he was tired of running, he dismounted and led him for a while, and he would not return until the end of the sacrifice.
Today's wind and snow were very strong, and the horse's hooves fell deep into the snow after not going far, and the Bank of China said that he had to dismount and lead back. Looking up at the top of Wolf Juxu Mountain, the smoke represents that the sacrifice is not over, so he casually found a tent, and the Bank of China said that he lowered his head and got in. The owner of the tent was taken aback, and now the Bank of China said that he was immediately attentive to take care of it.
If there is no wine, I used water, and a pot of grassroots soup that had just been boiled was brought to the front of the Bank of China. This is the first time that the Bank of China said that it entered the tent of ordinary herdsmen, and looked at the bowl of grassroots soup that could not be eaten at all, the Bank of China said that it didn't say anything, and took a sip. The throat of the grassroots, which were not broken, was very painful, and the Bank of China said that he swallowed it.
The herdsman couple was not much different from ordinary herdsmen, the only difference was that the woman was not fat. At this time, fat people are enviable, and the Bank of China couldn't help but look at it twice.
"Master Commander, the food is not good, you will have some, we have nothing else to eat!"
Bank of China said with a slight smile: "What's your name?" β
"Auba."
"Awuba, the meaning of grass, but unfortunately there is neither grass nor cattle and sheep on the grassland now."
Auba sniffled: "In the past, we had a hundred horses and three hundred cows, all of which were harmed by these ** from the north, if it weren't for them, how would we be in the current situation." β
BOC said to take a deep breath: "Then what do you think should be done?" β
Auba was very shy, his posture was very low, and he didn't dare to speak for a while. Bank of China said with a smile: "Say, I won't sue SΓΉ Shan Yu." β
The woman stepped forward and stood beside Auba: "Those who came from the north should be driven back, they have not taken good care of their cattle and sheep, and have been taken away by the evil gods, and they can't always stay here to be embarrassed!" β
Bank of China glanced at the woman and shook his head: "I'm afraid this won't work." β
"Ahh Auba was surprised: "Is there no other way, if we continue like this, we will not survive this winter, we will all starve to death, Immortal Heaven, please save your people!" As he spoke, Auba knelt on the ground and prayed to the gods with his face to the sky.
The Bank of China got up and walked out, and when he passed by Awuba's side, he patted him lightly on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Shan Yu is already thinking of a way, if you have a few months, your life will be better, and there will be a hundred horses and three hundred cattle and sheep!" β
Watching BOC Shuo get out of his tent and ride a horse into the snowstorm. Auba got up from the place, turned his head to look at his wife, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
A pigeon came out of the wind and snow, circled around the royal court a few times to find the right direction, and flew quickly towards the south. The eagle on the Wolf Juxu Mountain saw the figure of the pigeon at a glance, let out a long roar, spun in the air, flapped its wings twice, and chased after it like an arrow. Unfortunately, the wind and snow were too strong, and by the time he chased him over the royal court, the pigeon had long since disappeared