The wounded Hun didn't know why, but he still obediently put the wooden stick in his mouth, this is the subtle effect of influence and prestige, which can make people obey unconditionally, just because of trust. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Feng saw the Hun holding the wooden stick in his mouth, motioned for the two believers to hold the Hun down, then strung the needle and thread together and began to stitch up the wound. The Huns saw Ye Feng stabbing himself with a needle and thread, and felt a tingling pain, and his body instinctively wanted to resist, but his hands and feet had been firmly grasped.

In this era, there are no anesthetics, and the pain of stitching is no less than the taste of ten thousand swords.

The Hunnarian's face was bruised, hot sweat poured out like a spring, his face was pale, his face was hideous, and his expression was distorted. But he still bit the wooden stick desperately, and his teeth were engraved on the stick. Ye Feng was still stitching unhurriedly. The sutures are actually not that complicated, Ye Feng thought about it more. He taught the two believers the skills of stitching while stitching, and the two believers were also very excited when they were taught divine techniques by Ye Feng himself.

"Hold back, it'll be fine soon, I'm sure you can live!"

Ye Feng's subordinates did not stop, constantly comforting the Hun with a painful expression, he knew how much torture he had suffered, this torture was worse than death, but it could give people hope to live.

Finally, Ye Feng exhaled and sewed the last stitch, which was simply a beautiful work of art. Ye Feng said with emotion:

"Okay, I'm leaving, whether you can live or not depends on the will of the Immortal Heaven, I have done everything I can!"

"Take my wife and my sheep and cattle! This is my gift to you. My friend! ”

The wounded Hun said gratefully, he felt much better after the stitches.

"Rest well! It's all gratuitous! ”

Ye Feng said lightly, if he was treating people so roughly in modern times, and as a result, the patient died, his family members were not allowed to hack him to death. But now he has received unprecedented respect and glory.

This is just Ye Feng's daily life, like a machine constantly healing, teaching the disciples healing skills, but the Battle of Chiron in 451 A.D. is about to begin. Ye Feng had to immediately establish a secret army loyal to her, so she gathered thirteen disciples and held the first religious conference of this new religion.

The venue was very simple, just inside Ye Feng's big tent, and Melissa was waiting outside the tent.

Thirteen disciples came one after another, dressed in animal skins and carrying no weapons, but with a heart of firm faith. The purpose of not bringing a weapon was to show respect for Ye Feng.

"Okay, let's sit down, there is no wine to give you, I hope you Haihan!"

Ye Feng said in a voice full of majesty.

"No, no, we've usually drunk enough wine and slept enough girls, thanks to the divine envoy, you taught us the divine arts!"

One of the thirteen disciples said, causing the other disciples to laugh.

"In that case, then I'll start the meeting!"

"If you have any questions about our religion, feel free to ask!"

Ye Feng smiled and said that the reason why Ye Feng held the religious conference was to unify his thoughts.

"I want to know who the real god is, different tribes have different gods, which one do we believe in?"

A Hun asked his question. His question was very profound, and Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction.

"The only true god is the Immortal Heaven, and the gods of the other Hun tribes are all his servants!"

Ye Feng was already ready and said quickly.

The other Huns nodded, there are still many religious problems like this, but the direction is the same, Ye Feng constantly corrected the Huns' general religious outlook, so that it would develop in the direction that Ye Feng expected. Monotheism, a doctrine conducive to domination.

In order to increase his persuasiveness and for future military communication, Ye Feng decided to teach the Huns to simplify Chinese characters. It's like the Red Army's literacy cram school back then. Ye Feng taught ten words a day, originally Ye Feng didn't have much confidence in teaching this group of Huns, just try.

I didn't expect these Huns to have a strong learning ability, and when I saw these magical words, I was shocked. And Ye Feng claimed that these Chinese characters were the language of the gods, and that if they wanted to go to heaven and communicate with the immortal heaven, they had to learn these languages. Ye Feng himself felt a little nonsense, he had said before that the Immortal Heaven was omnipotent.

But these disciples were convinced that religion sometimes contradicts many of its teachings. made Ye Feng's head sweat, and sure enough, fooling others was not his forte.

At the same time, Ye Feng also began to write the Tengger Sutra, the first religious bible of the Huns, in Chinese characters. As he continued to communicate with the Huns, his Hun language was extremely fluent. And he was also learning the language of the Gauls, from Melissa. Now he was able to communicate with Melissa normally.

Ye Feng even narcissistically thought that he had a talent for language, and he knew that he would not study surgery in the first place. Alas, Ye Feng shook his hair narcissistically, thinking of it with dementia. The believers thought that he was communicating with the Immortal Heavens, and they didn't dare to disturb him.

The second topic of Ye Feng's religious conference was the establishment of a religious army.

"Our rescuers need to build an organized convoy to safeguard our interests."

Ye Feng said, looking at the thirteen disciples.

"Well, that's right!"

"Everything is up to you!"

...

The thirteen disciples said in twos and threes.

"Organize our believers and tell them that God has decreed and that we need to unite! War is coming! ”

Ye Feng secretly organized rescuers and believers, and constantly strengthened the communication between the tribes, and many tribal leaders turned to the new Tengger religion. It is known as Yefengism, just like Lutheranism, which was later converted from Christianity.

This disturbed the old priests, whose power was stolen, and although many of the priests turned to the new Tengriism, many of the recalcitrant priests opposed it. But the priests did not have enough power, so the religious wars did not take place.

The Huns' tribes began to convert to Protestantism, which stemmed from an incident.

One of Ye Feng's disciples was assassinated, and people saw his stomach cut with their own eyes, but miraculously, three months later, he was able to get up and move again. At the time, this caused an uproar among believers. And increased the legend of Ye Feng's teaching, and finally, Ye Feng got a chance to meet Attila, and Attila had already noticed his Protestantism.

Ye Feng rode the falling snow and went to the royal court under the escort of the newly formed Divine Envoy Guard. A total of twenty elite Hun warriors were escorted. The Guards came from the sons of the leaders of dozens of small tribes, all of whom were adherents of Protestantism. Therefore they are well equipped.

Each one was dressed in heavy chain mail, lined with leather armor, with a spear in his hand, a scimitar at his waist, and a delicate short bow hanging from his back. He wears a fur hat and his eyes are full of religious fervor. Attila's palace is at hand.