"No, that's right!" Shibi Khan blinked with relief, he no longer had the strength to move his body, but his mind was still sharp. "Don't care who betrayed you and who helped you. Do whatever it helps you achieve your goals! ”

"I'll do it!" Ashina Lifu gritted his teeth, "Big brother, you rest first, you rest for a while." We still have time! ”

"No!" Shibi Khan smiled bitterly and grinned, revealing his red teeth. Ashina brought a bowl of water and tried to help Shibi rinse his mouth, but Shibi shook his head and refused. "It didn't work. My own blood, swallowed by myself. I haven't finished speaking, do you know why I didn't let you retreat directly to Yin Mountain, you had to go around the Purple River first, and then go to Yin Mountain? ”

"The Purple River is narrow and easy to cross. If we go directly to the west, the Yellow River will block our retreat! Ashina thought for a moment and gave a well-reasoned answer.

"No, it's not!" Shibi began to shake his head again, very eager, "I'm not here to make it easier for you to cross the river. I want you to lure the defenders of Lou Fu Pass to Dingxiang. That young man was very, very, very anxious to make a meritorious service. When you retreat, he will definitely come after you. Don't fight, and don't force Liu Wuzhou to break the queen for you. Liu Wuzhou doesn't have the guts to help you. If the general pursues you, don't fight back, no matter how flawed he is, don't try to fight back. took him to the grassland, led him to Dingxiang, and let him join Luo Yi, Li Zhongjian and others. Let them meet, peace, hehe, peace! ”

"Yes!" He Livier's eyes widened, and his mouth agreed, but there was hesitation and incomprehension in his eyes.

Shibi opened his mouth and spat out a series of sneers from behind his red teeth, like a thousand-year-old ghost who had just eaten human flesh. "Their heroes in the Central Plains will not be convinced by each other. Like our brothers, as long as we live, we will fight with each other. Hehe, hehe, if you bring them together, they will have to fight for who has the most credit. If you can't argue, you might do something unexpected! ”

This idea was too wishful thinking, and Ashina Livier didn't believe it at all, but he didn't want to disappoint his eldest brother anymore, so he perfunctorily agreed. Crossing the Purple River is far less labor-intensive than crossing the Yellow River, and since you must go north first, there is no need to worry about whether the Central Plains people will react as the eldest brother expected. Shi must have seen the suspicion on Ashina's face, and he didn't say anything, closing his eyes and recuperating. After a while, he struggled to turn his head to the side and asked the great shaman, "Shaman, are your people ready?" ”

"Ready! We prepare the most exquisite jade plates and the freshest plasma! The great shaman's face filled with sorrow immediately became sacred, and his voice sounded seductive.

"Let's get started! I'm so tired! Shibi sighed and waved wearily.

The Great Shaman took off the skewer around his waist and lightly hit it a few times. With the crisp sound of metal crashing and the dry cracking of skeletons, eight old shamans of the same prestige as Tu Shi entered. They first bowed to Shibi Khan on the sickbed, and then poured out pieces of ornate jade tablets engraved with runes from the black leather pockets on their shoulders, and placed them in the middle of the golden horde, enclosing them in a strange polygon shape.

"Mo Hedu!" Go and kill my mount and take my heart!" Shi Bi's gaze suddenly became hot, and he commanded in an extremely unfamiliar tone.

Ashina Mohedu was taken aback, did not dare to disobey, and quickly ran out of the golden tent. After a terrible neigh, he ran back with a wriggling heart in his hands. The Great Shaman stepped forward and snatched the horse's heart, placing it squarely in the center of the mysterious pattern. Then he ordered the disciples to pick up the copper basin and pour basin after basin of plasma onto the jade plate.

I don't know what kind of witchcraft the shamans used, but after the hot blood came into contact with the jade plate, it did not immediately disperse, but quickly seeped into the interior of the jade plate and underground. Ashina Mohe saw dozens of pots of blood being brought into the golden tent by the little shamans and dumped to the ground, but he didn't see a drop of blood flowing to the periphery of the pattern made of jade plates.

The figure takes the lead, and the nine great shamans chant in unison. Singing an ancient language in the tone of the autumn breeze of the wilderness. The little shamans held bone bells and gathered around the great shaman, dancing to the rhythm of the incantations. Crazy.

They feel with all their energy the power that comes from the Immortal Heavens, which they believe can bring them glory and fulfill all their wishes. The Great Shaman made a few gestures, and suddenly, a dark blue flame jumped out on the jade plate, first the size of a flower bud, and then quickly exploded, transforming into a flock of birds. The birds flew away in an instant, and the jade plate began to take on a turquoise color, like a spring field. Blue rabbits, wild asses, bison, roe deer, and stag appear alternately on the grassland, walking slowly, and their steps are graceful like dances.

Ashina Lifu, Ashina Mohedu, Ashina I Yougu, Ashina Nishitu and others all grew their mouths, forgot to breathe, and forgot to scream. Feelings of fear and adoration completely control them, making them dare not doubt whether what they are seeing is an illusion or a reality.

The white deer ran by, and a group of mighty blue wolves appeared from the end of the field. The wolf king, who led the team, suddenly stopped and looked around. A terrible wolf howl came out through the mouths of the little shamans, and the smell of blood filled the entire Golden Horde. That's the ancestors of the Turks! They are the offspring of the blue wolf and the white deer. Ashina and the others fought with their teeth, their bodies trembled, trembled, trembled, and slowly knelt down, knelt down, and bowed to the beating flames in the center of the jade tablet.

"The soul of the fiery horse. Blood of the Wolf King, Immortal God, you heard my call! "The Great Shaman Tusheth stretched out his voice and prayed in the ancient language.

The flames intensified, and wolves wandered over the jade plate, teeth and claws. "Whoa—whoa—whoa," the little shamans howled as they jumped, their eyes closed and their heads sweating profusely. Someone quickly lost his strength, staggered and staggered.

The flames crackled, and the wolves circled around the wild, as if they hadn't found what they were looking for, and turned to leave. The Great Shaman was taken aback, stretched out his arm, and reached above the flames. Then he grabbed the short knife with his other arm and stabbed his veins with all his might.

The knife was caught halfway through. Shibi Khan, who was still dying before, didn't know when he climbed off the sickbed, as if he had been cured. He snatched the sword from the great shaman's hand and held it in his right hand. Then he stretched his bony left arm to the jade plate and swung his knife to cut the blood vessels in his wrist.

"Teng!" The flames on the jade plate were blazing, and the wolves were rolling in the green field. The little shamans on the periphery came alive again, howling and singing joyfully. The nine great shamans sat up straight and chanted in unison, "Soul of the Burning Horse." Blood of the Wolf King, Immortal God, did you hear my call?! ”

The wolves in the flames slowly stopped, and the male wolf who took the lead raised his eyes and looked curiously at the crowd in the golden tent. Shibi leaned down and handed his bloody wrist to it, and the wolf king opened his mouth and bit down on Shibi's veins.

The copper bell jingled, the bone weapons exploded, and almost everyone felt the sharpness of the wolf's teeth, and felt the blood being sucked out of their body uncontrollably and into the wolf king's stomach.

Shibi finally couldn't stand anymore and slowly knelt down. The wrist was still handed to the jade tablet, allowing the life to flow from the body. The Great Shaman closed his eyes and sang in a deep tone. "The soul of the fiery horse. Blood of the Wolf King, Immortal God, have you heard my call......"

All the great shamans said in unison, "We are the descendants of the blue wolf."

We are the masters of the desert and the steppe

We sacrifice our lives

We curse the blood.

Curse the people of the Central Plains who once took away Rouge Mountain

Let their hometown be at war forever

Let their fields be covered with artemisia

Let their wells flow with envy and lies

Curse those faithless Central Plains people

Let their heroes always be enemies of each other

Even if biological brothers hug each other

There is also a knife coated with poison hidden in the back

Let them kill each other

Let their father and son resent each other

Let them drain their blood in the battle

Let them not know how to cherish each other for generations......

As if hearing the chanting of shamans, tens of thousands of stars fell alternately in the night sky, falling like cherry blossoms, straight out of the Great Wall. On the Gobi Desert outside the Great Wall, more than two dozen horses ran through the wilderness like lightning. Xie Yingdeng, the former head of the Wagang Army's sentry survey, galloped on his horse and went straight to Dingxiang. Shangguan Bi's voice came from behind him, full of concern and anxiety, "General Xie, General Xie, what are you going to do?" Answer me, you wait for me! Did you hear me? ”

"I forgot to tell Zhong Jian about one thing, it's too late, I'm afraid it's too late!" Xie Yingdeng galloped wildly, and his newly recovered body was as weak as a dead leaf in the wind. Suddenly, he heard the wolf howl in the night sky, raised his head, and saw tens of thousands of meteors streaking across the sky overhead, and for a moment, it was like a heavenly river bursting.

The horses were frightened and neighed. Xie Yingdeng's eyes widened in surprise and he looked up at the night sky. The horse's hooves slowed down imperceptibly. Shangguan Bi approached from the darkness, her face ruddy as a spring flower.

"What's wrong!" She approached Xie Yingdeng and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know!" Xie Yingdeng replied blankly, "Look at the ....... in the sky"

The two of them raised their heads side by shoulder, silent for a while. After a long time, Shangguan Bi came to his senses and said in a low voice: "It's the stars that have shifted, the shaman in the tribe said that the stars have shifted to indicate that Changshengtian has changed his mind, and I don't know if this time is evil or auspicious?" Ever since I was a child, I had never seen so many stars shift at the same time. General Xie, have you seen it before? ”

"I haven't seen it either!" Xie Yingdeng replied faintly, not daring to get too close to the other party. The smell of being blown by the night wind was very familiar, and the only thing he remembered during the more than 20 days he was in a coma was this girl's body fragrance that appeared in his nostrils all the time.

"Then you, can you in the future, can you ......" Shangguan Bi gritted her teeth lightly, "Can you accompany me to watch the stars again, like, just like just now!" After that, she didn't care about being shy, she turned her head suddenly, and stared at Xie Yingdeng's eyes,

"Me?" Xie Yingdeng slowly turned the reins of his mount, and for a moment, he didn't know whether he should go west or east in the next moment! ”

"The soul of the fiery horse. Blood of the Wolf King, Immortal God, have you heard my call......." In the golden horde of the Turks, the blood of Shibi Khan had been drained, and the great shaman Tusheh knelt beside his body and continued to pray.

“…… Let their heroes always be enemies of each other

Even if biological brothers hug each other

There is also a knife smeared with poison hidden in the back

Let them kill each other

Let their father and son resent each other

Let them drain their blood in the battle

Let them not know how to cherish each other for generations

Not repentant ......"

Intoxicated by the singing, Shibi's corpse slowly fell to the ground. "Click!" With a bang, all the jade plates shattered like powder at the same time, and the flames soared through the tent, echoing the meteors in the sky. Wolves roam the night sky, dissipating in search of their next prey.

On the summer night of the first year of Tang Wude, the stars fell north, and the wolves howled through the wilderness.

End of volume

Alcoholic's Note: This is the end of the story of the homeland. The book is an open-ended ending, with a total of three endings, which will be presented one after another as an epilogue. Readers are invited to choose their favorite as the final finale.

Note 1: Burke, Yehu, and Meru are all Turkic official positions.

Ashina Lifu, later known as Chuluo Khan. Ashina Mohelu is the Khan of Jieli, and the son of Shibi, Ashnash Bo, is the Khan of Tuli.

Note 2: Purple River. A seasonal river located at the junction of Dingxiang and Mayi. It flows into the Yellow River in a westerly direction.

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