The desolate sound of the bull's horn echoed in the steppe, and a desolate atmosphere enveloped the Turkic court. Countless Turks had gathered here, all of them silently looking in the direction of the center of the camp. The horn came from there, maybe this horn sound was just very ordinary in the ears of Li Kuan and other Tang people, but for the Turks on the steppe, this desolate, intermittent horn was conveying a message to them, the strongest man on the steppe, the great Turkic Taishang had fallen.

That's right, the number one Turkic master, the Turkic Taishang who guarded the Turkic royal court, fell, and was besieged by two masters of the same level, even if his martial arts were at the peak, he was still picked off the golden silk soft armor on his body and died under that insignificant silver needle.

Silver acupuncture is an ancient skill inherited by the Chinese nation for thousands of years, and it has extraordinary curative effects on many diseases, but the human body has many deadly acupuncture points, and those places cannot be moved. Even an ordinary person who gently pokes it with his fingers can kill someone, not to mention the silver needle with a strong rotating force!

Last night, three well-known masters fought fiercely in the center of the Turkic king's tent for half an hour. The two mysterious people on the Tang side finally killed the Turkic patron saint on the spot at the cost of being seriously injured. However, the two also fell into the siege of the Turks, and although they tried their best to break through, they were also wounded and wounded. Now the two of them don't know where to recuperate, and the Turks had some of their elite following them after them, while the rest were gathering the messy camp and corpses.

Now that the sun is rising, the Turks are going to bury their fellow citizens with their peculiar rituals. Bury their greatness too. This No. 1 Turkic master has sheltered the Turkic king's tent for almost twenty years, and although he looks only middle-aged, he is actually over his prime. Now this great shaved zài has fallen. The Turks were going to send him into the arms of the great wolf god, while the rest of the Turks were to be buried with his light.

Do not think that the Turks were cruel and would not respect the dead as much as the Han Chinese. That's also a split identity, no matter how many ordinary Turkic civilians die, there will be no funeral or anything like that, just hastily digging a pit and burying it. And the funeral after the death of the real noble Turkic nobles was also unusually grand, and they were not much more worried than the nobles of the Han family.

Desolate trumpets. One by one, the Turks walked to their stables, took out their most powerful horses, and put them on their saddles. Put on a long fur coat. Leading the horses, these Turks will go on their last journey to see off their esteemed people.

Countless Turks throughout the camp were doing the same thing, leading their horses to the sides of the widest passage in the center of the camp. Waiting for the funeral procession. Then trail the team. Send the venerable deceased on their last journey together.

The whole process, the Turks did not speak, but proceeded silently, slowly and divinely with the sound of the desolate bull's horn. It's just that they all noticed that their horses were a little restless today, only very slightly. Under their reassurance, they slowly calmed down, they didn't know what was going on, and they had already tamed the unusually docile horse. How can you look anxious today. In the end, the Turks, who could not find an answer, could only attribute it to the fact that the horses in the steppe knew about the fall of Taishang and were saddened by it. This made them more religious. There was a determined light in his eyes, this time he must follow, send the body of Lord Taishang to the top of the sacred snow-capped mountain, and sleep in the arms of the great wolf god.

Time passed, and the lead-clouded sky still looked hazy. But the ornate carriage parked in the middle of the camp began to gurgle. Along the wide passage of the camp, in the anticipation of countless Turks on both sides, they slowly marched forward. After it passed, the Turks turned on their horses and slowly followed.

The descendants of the wolf god will return to the arms of the wolf god after death, the eagle flying in the sky will show their souls the way, the sacred snow mountain is the holy place where the wolf god is leading, and only the most revered Turks can bury their bodies in the holy lake. Only those who have made great contributions to the Turks can enjoy this sacred funeral. Countless Turks began to follow, one, ten, hundred, thousand......

With solemn faces, they sat upright on horseback, and slowly tread the solid earth with their horses' hooves, and followed the carriage drawn by four snow-white steeds towards the distant sacred snow-capped mountains. This journey is very long, in the words of the Turks: "Following in the footsteps of the great souls, the guidance of the eagle under the heavenly dome will allow the wandering descendants of the wolf gods to find a holy place of rest." The distant sacred snow-capped mountains are the holy places left by the wolf gods in the world, and the holy lakes with clear waves are the places where only true heroes can sleep. ”

The sacred mountain of the Turks is in the distant Kunlun Mountains, which has to cross the entire steppe, and only those who have made great contributions to the Turks can be buried there, and on top of the distant holy mountain, there is a wide lake, even on the top of the holy mountain that does not melt all year round, this lake will not freeze. This is the burial place of the great Turkic Shan Yu and the heroes.

Gradually, the vast majority of the people in the entire camp came out, and although this Turkic royal court did not have as many people as those big cities in the Tang Dynasty, there were quite a few, and there were tens of thousands of people, following the carriage together. Not all of them will follow, but there are thousands of them who will follow all the way. The men rode slowly on horseback. Gradually, the sound of horses' hooves began to become neat. This is their own mount deliberately controlled. Such a momentum is worthy of the hero who is about to be buried in the sacred lake of the sacred mountain. This kind of funeral can show the piety of their descendants of the wolf gods.

The sound of horses' hooves knocked on the earth, and the flames in the hearts of the Turks began to rise with the sound of the funeral, and they could not forget the two Tang people who broke into the camp, and they could not forget the deep shame. Countless young men clenched the scimitar in their hands with both hands. Countless women began to mention their children, instilling the idea that they must sweep the Tang Dynasty in the future.

Li Kuan and the others had already finished breakfast at this time and were about to leave. During this trip to the Turkic royal court, he saw the demeanor of the masters of the world, but he lost the lives of several brothers, and Li Kuan blamed himself very much. But they are few and weak, and they can only watch the Turkic royal court, and cannot do anything else.

There were still a dozen or so people left in the group, all of whom turned over and got ready to go back to Datang.

At this moment, the little gray gray beside Li Kuan was the first to appear abnormal, looking unusually restless, with a low roar in his mouth, and his big head looking around, and his nose began to sniff in the air rapidly. Then he began to run in one direction, and whined at Li Kuan, signaling him to hurry up and follow.

Chasing Yun under Li Kuan's seat also became impatient, and before Li Kuan could give an order, it had quickly caught up with Little Gray Gray, and quickly ran to the front with the advantage of height and long legs. And the rest of the people's mounts also followed the chasing clouds, running wildly all the way, and let out a hissing sound.

"What's going on?" Li Kuan didn't know what was going on, but he knew that something big must have happened. At this time, his brain was racing, and he quickly recalled the events of the past two days, and there seemed to be something he had ignored, and now he had to think about it.

"First of all, I approached the Turkic royal court, but found that there was oil in the ground, so I set up camp to absorb it; Secondly, after absorbing most of it, I felt that an inexplicable crisis was coming, so I left the camp and found that the rats were restless; Again, infiltrated the Turkic camp and watched the battle of the three strong men, and then the little gray gray appeared, impatiently asked him to follow it, and then was discovered; In the end, now Chasing Cloud and Little Gray are completely rampant, running in the other direction at a rapid pace, as if a catastrophe is coming! Li Kuan thought in his mind, but he hadn't found the key yet.

"What is it that you are missing?" Li Kuan knocked his head and said to himself: "Mouse, little gray ash, chasing clouds are restless and difficult to understand...... No way! A thought flashed through Li Kuan's mind, but he felt that it was very ridiculous: there was going to be an earthquake in the location of the Turkic royal court. This is no small matter, and if it did, it would have been recorded in the history books. However, Li Kuan has also quietly checked the history of the early Tang Dynasty in recent years, and did not mention this! The fall of the Eastern Turks was Li Jing's raid on Dingxiang, which defeated the Turkic army, and then Zhang Baoxiang captured Jieli alive, and then waved his army to the grassland, broke through the Turkic king's tent, captured the former Sui Yicheng princess, and welcomed back the former Sui Yang Emperor's Zhenggong Empress Xiao. After that, Li Tang obtained the heirloom jade seal and clan bi, thus truly breaking through the blockade of the family and completely getting rid of the embarrassing identity of the descendant of Hu blood.

These are all recorded, but why is there no record of this earthquake? Was it that this earthquake was so weak that it failed to cause a big result and was ignored? However, Li Kuan immediately denied that if there was a slight earthquake, Xiao Gray and Chasing Cloud would also be irritable, but he would never be as close to getting out of his control as he is now.

What could it be if it wasn't an earthquake? Li Kuan didn't know, how could this disaster-like thing not be written into the history books? This is a critical moment for the Tang Dynasty to fight against the Turks, such a thing must be a hundred thousand urgent military intelligence reports, how could it be missed!

Is it your own fault? Li Kuan thought that although it was absurd, it had to be said to be a direction. He tried to change history, and the Tang Dynasty soldiers who had never existed before appeared across the grassland, and the steppe wolves that there were originally no were assembled, and now there are them. Is history going to get past him?

Li Kuan was suspicious, how could he know that this result was really because of him, just when he was thinking about these things, in their rear, where the Turkic king's tent was located, the war horses began to be out of the control of their masters, and they began to be uneasy, and they wanted to run vigorously, but they were pulled back by their masters. At this time, there is absolutely no way to do it.

More and more people joined, the earth began to tremble, and after a while when all the Turks were slowly moving, a loud bang resounded throughout the grassland, and even Li Kuan and others, who were dozens of miles away, looked back.

A mushroom cloud rose from the depths of the grassland and soared dozens of feet into the sky. Li Kuan grew his mouth: Is this the explosion of the atomic bomb? (To be continued......)