Chapter Seventy-Three: The King's Banner

Song Yang opened his eyes and looked out through the gap in the tent, and the sky was pitch dark. ＂＂.

The life of the sand people is simple, except for an hourglass in the hands of the high priest, the whole clan no longer has an accurate timekeeping tool, usually looking at the position of the sun and the moon, and when it rains, there is no rut, and can only make a rough estimate. But Song Yang has an accurate schedule, his memory is gone, but the living habits he developed in the previous twenty years have not been lost, and when he wakes up, it should be dawn.

Song Yang stretched out his head and looked outside the tent, there were no stars and moons, let alone the rising sun, only dark clouds in the sky, which were heavy on the wasteland.

The black clouds were so low that it seemed as if you could reach them by simply climbing on the top of the tent and reaching out again...... It was indeed dawn, but the yīn haze covered the sky.

Song Yang walked around from the outside, greeted the early Shamin, and said a few jokes, anyway, no one could understand what the other party was saying. But this doesn't affect his mood, maybe the names of his previous lives and this life have the word 'yang', he likes the feeling of everything reviving and moving stupidly in the early morning, and the beginning of a new day may be just a boring repetition of yesterday, maybe there will be some unexpected adventures, who knows? That's it. Every morning, he always has a good mood.

When I returned to the tent, the porcelain doll was still asleep, and I couldn't sleep if I wanted to, but after the kid named Song Yang came back, she became greedy for sleep unconsciously...... Song Yang went over and gently pushed her, and said with a smile: "Chuáng, don't miss breakfast." ”

The porcelain doll was sleepy-eyed, reluctantly opened it to look at it, saw that it was still dark, muttered a dream word that he couldn't understand, stretched out his hand to pull the blanket, snorted, and simply wrapped himself up, it seemed that he didn't plan to deal with Song Yang.

After sleeping for a while, a hot and soft hand stretched out from under the blanket again, looked for it, and then found Song Yang's hand, pulled it into the blanket, hugged it in his arms, and slept more comfortably.

Song Yang's hand was not honest, the porcelain doll ignored it, anyway, it was just not a chúáng, Song Yang waited for her for a while, estimating that if she couldn't afford it, she would have to delay breakfast, and raised her other hand to slap her ass through the blanket, and after a 'snap', a rumbling and dull loud bang suddenly exploded in the sky outside, and a divine thunder frightened all directions, and even the ground trembled slightly by the terrible sound pressure.

Song Yang was startled, and muttered in his heart that he just slapped his daughter-in-law's ass...... The porcelain doll finally woke up in shock, sat up suddenly, and asked Song Yang in a daze: "Thunder?" So saying, he hurriedly put on his robe and walked out of the tent.

The thunder had started, but the rain had not yet arrived, and the air was so suffocating that it was a little difficult to breathe, and anyone could see that a rainstorm was coming soon. The porcelain doll looked at Tian Sè, suddenly turned around, hugged Song Yang hard, and her voice trembled a little: "Later... You must be careful, you can't tolerate the slightest soft-heartedness in the fight between life and death, and you must not show mercy to your subordinates... Be sure to come back alive and take me away. ”

Since Song Yang's 'return to the team', the Baiyinsha tribe has never encountered rain until this moment...... Heavy rain is the water of the sky.

According to the custom of the sand people, today is the day of cleansing of sins; According to the agreement of the sand king, as long as Song Yang is exonerated from the crime, he will leave under the escort of the sand people.

In Baiyin, Song Yang is both a guest and a criminal, and Sha Min respects and is friendly to him, but he is not allowed to leave. What's more, being in the reckless wasteland, Song Yang brought one old and one weak, even if he could escape from Baiyin's camp, there was no way out, and nine out of nine would be trapped and killed in the wasteland.

However, if the sin is cleared through the heavenly water, things will be completely different, and if he is cleared of his identity as a sinner, Bai Yin will send someone to send him to the border between the Uighurs and the Uighurs, and as long as he steps into the Uighurs, he will truly escape and everyone's nightmare will dissipate with it.

The porcelain doll was a little forgetful happily, and finally waited for Tianshui, and finally waited for the opportunity to leave... At this time, a cold, yīn voice came from beside them: "Don't be too happy too early, I have already asked the Sand King, the dark clouds in the sky are too low, it must be heavy rain but it may not rain for too long, whether it can be used to wash away sins depends on the situation." ”

The Baiyin Sand King promised that he would choose a long-lasting heavy rain to clear Song Yang's sins, if he didn't wait for the hourglass to finish the rain and stop, the sinners would have no chance to fight at all, and they would be beheaded directly.

The porcelain doll immediately changed her attitude: "Let's go find the Sand King." ”

The class was stunned for a moment and asked the porcelain doll: "I really don't want to wait for a moment?" Must let Song Yang take the risk to clear his name? ”

The porcelain doll was taken aback by his words, and hurriedly shook her head and said: "No, on the contrary, I went to Shawang to tell him that since I am not sure that it is Changyu, I can't wash my sins today, I don't need to look at the situation, when will I be sure that it will be Changyu and when will I wash my sins again...... Or simply wait until winter, don't risk your life. ”

The heavy snow in winter is also heavenly water, which can be used to wash away sins. The rain is changeable, the length is unpredictable, a moment ago it may still be thunder and lightning, a moment later it may be cloudy and blue; But the heavy snow in the north is much more stable, and it usually doesn't stop immediately, and it doesn't stop for days.

Master Ban has always had no good face, and said coldly: "You are a lackey of Xie Mén when you are Baiyin Shamin, what you say is what?" ”

Xie Zimiao ignored it and pulled Song Yang to find the Sand King together, she had a thought in her heart, she would never allow Song Yang to take the risk of clearing his sin in the unpredictable rain. The sand king is easy to speak, and after understanding the meaning of the porcelain doll, he nodded happily and said with a smile: "This is something I should have promised a long time ago, rest assured that it is ......" Before he finished speaking, suddenly a sand man came in to report something important.

After hearing the report, Sha Wang frowned for a while, commanded a few words in brute words, and his subordinates took the order, and after a while, the sound of the horn sounded throughout the camp, and just after breakfast, the Baiyin Shamin, who was about to start working and continuing to build their homes, listened to the horn, and was stunned for a moment, then threw away all the tools he was carrying on his shoulders, ran back to his tent, and loudly beckoned the NV people at home for help, and began to change his leather armor and wear weapons.

The Sand King was no exception, with the help of the fat princess, he changed into a royal costume that only usually occurs during sacrifices or celebrations, lined with leather armor under a wide robe, and a war knife was also hung around his waist.

When he walked out of the tent in full clothes, Bai Yin was also fully armed, and a large group of men and horses were gathered in the middle of the camp, everyone with solemn faces and high morale in their eyes, waiting for the order of the sand king.

Since being a prisoner, Xie Zimiao and the others have never seen Bai Yin discharge such a formation.

The sand people prepare for war, as for the enemy...... There is no need to ask, the Dog Rong cavalry in this place will not come, and the only ones who can make Bai Yin so nervous are the Shamin clan.

Sure enough, the Sand King explained to Song Yang in a low voice: "There is a report from the front, the Sand Lord himself is leading the army and horses of the big clan to come, and what they have listed is the formation of a real battle, and if the negotiation is not appropriate, they will fight...... It won't be negotiated. ”

The purpose of the sand lord is understood by all the white sounds, and all the white sounds are unacceptable.

Now is not the time to be polite, Song Yang opened the mountain and said: "I'll help you fight." ”

The Sand King shook his head: "This is the battle of the Sand People themselves, it has nothing to do with you, so you don't need to help." You just need to protect your old people and NV people. Then he ignored Song Yang and walked to the front of his team.

Slightly unexpectedly, the sand king did not speak at length, he only chōu out the long knife three times, and said another barbaric word, and the anger of Zhongyuan shouted loudly, in exchange for the roar of tens of millions of soldiers!

Master Ban translated to the little couple from the side: "Only eight words: the family of freedom, the battle of freedom." ”

The Race of the Liberal, the War of Freedom.

Then the sand king waved his big hand, a pole of flags was slowly erected from the army, the horn sounded suddenly, and the soldiers of the whole clan shuttled in an orderly manner under the leadership of the elders according to the prior arrangement, and walked to the edge of the camp with the sand king, ready to meet the strong enemy.

Bai Yin had only arrived at the camp for four days, and the Sand King's idea of building the camp into a large array was far from being realized, and not even a basic outline had been built, but some of the most basic works had already taken shape, providing them with some support.

There are less than 30,000 soldiers in the Baiyin tribe, of which 20,000 are formed into battle formations and firmly anchored in accordance with the military strategy left by Zang Qing, and the remaining thousands either enter the fortifications or turn into small teams to patrol outside the formation to cover the army, each performing its own duties at all.

The clouds were thick overhead, the air was viscous and suffocating, but the heavy rain never fell, and there was no movement after the thunder just now, and no one knew what God was brewing......

Almost all the men went to the battlefield, and the strong sons of the clan did not retreat, and they were divided into thousands of squads and stopped not far behind the battle.

The NV people have rudimentary stretchers beside them, and they are part of the battle when they have to take on the responsibility of being wounded, and they will soon be shuttling through the battlefield to rescue the wounded and sick, carry arrows or supplies; The NV people also have long and short knives hanging around their waists, and if the men run out, it's time for them to go on top.

NV people are also white sounds, free white sounds.

The remaining old people and children don't need to be commanded by others at this moment, the old people protect the children and gather together, and tens of thousands, the black crowd is silent, or sitting or standing quietly looking at the parents and children who are blocking in front of them. Around their feet, there are also scattered all kinds of weapons, which can be picked up and killed by bending down.

For these old, weak, sick and disabled, Bai Yin's pig iron weapons were a little too heavy to hold on to them for a long time with their strength, so they kept them at their feet.

Song Yang sent Xie Zihao and Master Ban into the crowd, and accidentally saw Xiao Adou, the little baby's eyes were shining, and when he saw Song Yang, he blinked, his eyes were curious, as if he felt that this guy was a little familiar, and when he passed by, Song Yang pinched his face casually, and the little baby boss was unhappy......

After settling down, the old and the weak, Song Yang was a little hesitant, his mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, and the porcelain doll smiled when he saw this: "If you want to go, go away, I'm waiting for you here." As he spoke, he stepped forward and gave him a soft hug for the second time this morning, in front of countless people.

Song Yang also smiled, he was afraid that she would stop him, nodded to the porcelain doll, leaned over and picked up the heavy war knife beside an old man in the sand, and said to the other party at the same time: "Old man, borrow your knife and use it." ”

The class master translated on his behalf, and the old man laughed and said, "Take it, I have another handful!" As he spoke, he took out a dagger from his waist and waved it at Song Yang.

Song Yang finally nodded at the porcelain doll and Master Ban, picked up the battle knife and ran towards the Baiyin army array.

When he ran away, the class asked the porcelain doll, "Why did you let him go?" Don't you worry he'll be killed? ”

Xie Zitao sat down, curled up her hands on her knees, and curled herself into a ball, her favorite sitting position: "He once risked chasing down the barbarian bloodshed for the safety of Yanziping; In order to save the widow of a barbarian, he was seriously wounded; For the sake of some irrelevant sand people, the little baby broke into the lizard's nest alone...... He regards Bai Yin as a friend, will he sit idly by and ignore his friends if they want to fight? I can't stop it. What's more, I don't want to stop him, I only have support for what he wants to do, and I won't obstruct it. ”

"Beware of spoiling him." I couldn't tell whether it was a warning or a ridicule, and the class said this nonchalantly.

"He won't be spoiled, in fact, he doesn't have to be used to it," Xie Zimiao suddenly smiled: "It's already so bad that there is no way to save it." ”

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While saying 'borrowed' to Song Yang, he squeezed through the military formation and came to his side, Sha Wang was slightly surprised, and glanced sideways at him: "If you really want to fight, don't expect me to take care of you." ”

Song Yang smiled: "I understand, you say the opposite." ”

Sha Wang laughed angrily at him, didn't pick up his poor mouth, and casually diverted the topic: "Shamin's war knife is much heavier than your Han family's, is it used to it?" ”

"I think it's too light." It's not recklessness, it's not hypocrisy, he is only used to the dragon sparrow, looking at the world, except for the dragon sparrow, there is no knife that will make him feel good and feel not light.

The big war is coming, how can Song Yang not be nervous in his heart, so he has more nonsense than usual, looked back at the towering banners in the Baiyin army, and reminded the sand king: "Let the brothers put down the flags." ”

The sand king glared: "No! It's a matter of the momentum of the soldiers, and before the fight starts, they will pour themselves out, how can this battle be fought? ”

Song Yang also has his own reasoning: "If you look at this weather, there will be thunder and lightning at any time; If you look at this terrain again, there is not even a tree in Pingchuan, and your banner will be thunderclizzed later, and this battle will not be fought. ”

The sand king does not talk about science, but only about faith: "Impossible, the free race is favored by heaven, and there will never be a thunderstorm!" After speaking, he changed his words: "Besides, the sand lord is also showing up on his side, and if he really wants to be hacked, he won't be our family." ”

This sentence reminded Song Yang, and he pondered for a while: "Do you Shamin have a unified banner?" ”

The White Sand King nodded. At that time, the various ethnic groups of the sand people were scattered sand, but they lived in hún for many years, and unified with the outside world during the vicious war with the dogs. In order to facilitate command and also symbolize the harmony of the whole clan as a whole, each tribe has its own banner and also uniformly worships the banner of the king.

The banner of the king is the banner of the sand lord, but the previous sand lord is only a symbol, not the real king, his banner represents more of the unity of the sand tribes, rather than the prestige of the king.

Song Yang asked again: "Do you still have this big king flag?" ”

After the sand king nodded again, Song Yang's bad idea came, and he pulled the white sound sand king to mutter a few words, the latter was stunned, and then laughed, and the brute word was passed on, and a group of white sound strong men standing behind him immediately got busy, and soon, a particularly tall, far superior to the rest of the big banner was erected in front of the formation, and it was the big king flag of the sand lord hanging on it.

At this time, the enemy's flag was suddenly hung up, and the Baiyin warriors were all suspicious, and the sand king took a long time, raised his head to look up at the Dawang banner for a moment, and then turned to look at the warriors behind him, his breath rose sharply, and he exhaled loudly, and asked loudly: "Can anyone tell me, the same big flag, what does it represent now?" What did it symbolize a few decades ago? ”

Without waiting for the warrior to speak, the Sand King raised his voice and replied: "This banner now represents that the sand lord is high and high, that he is the master, and that all the sand people are his slaves...... But this is not the case, just a few decades ago, it was the same flag, which symbolized the unity of all ethnic groups of the Sha people like brothers, like relatives! At that time, every tribe was a free people, every sand people was a free man, and we had chiefs, brothers, siblings, and friends, but we had no masters. ”

"It's a pity that now, there is nothing left under this flag, and only one master remains. Who is it that shames this great royal flag, which once symbolized unity and honor? ”

"I picked up this banner today because I was afraid that the sand lord would be strong, so I bowed my head and surrendered? Wrong! Let this flag fly in the wind because we know its original intention! Bai Yin wants to use this royal flag to tell all the Sand Clan, Bai Yin has always regarded them as brothers and has never betrayed. Even though we were far away, we are still under this ancient banner. If they are in trouble, Bai Yin should go to the death to save them; If they need help, Bai Yin should sacrifice his life. We can give everything for them, but freedom cannot be parted with! ”

"Cannibalism is not a decent war." As he spoke, the sand king lifted the knife and slowly drew a cut on his face to show the meaning of 'no face', and then his voice suddenly rose to a higher level, and he shouted: "But in the battle of freedom, Bai Yin is worthy of brothers, worthy of heaven and earth, Bai Yin, worthy of this big king flag!" ”

With a bang, all the Baiyin warriors let out a hoarse......

"Enough to say." Song Yang's expression was solemn and his tone was solemn, and it fell into the eyes of the Baiyin warrior who did not understand Chinese, as if he was asking for battle in jīang.

The Sand King's expression was moved, and his eyes were full of war: "Can you understand?" ”

Song Yang raised the battle knife in his hand and pointed to the place where the enemy was coming: "I don't understand, but I can probably understand everyone's reaction." ”

Sha Wang also raised his sword and pointed ahead with Song Yang: "There is no way, if you set up an enemy's flag, you have to give everyone an explanation." ”

There was another loud bang on the ground, and tens of thousands of Baiyin soldiers, all of whom pointed in the direction of the enemy, roared fiercely, and the Baiyin warriors in the crowd all ignored the heavy weight: the banner of the sand lord in front of the formation was much higher than the other Baiyin banners, and if there was really thunder and rain later, the first to be split would definitely be this flag.

A king's flag, two meanings, it depends on what the sand king says when the time comes.

If it is struck by lightning, there is no need to ask, it is the unrighteousness of the sand master, and it has been wrathed by the gods; If there is no thunder, it means that Bai Yin will always remember the feelings of brotherhood, occupy morality, and say that freedom cannot be blasphemed.

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