Chapter Sixty-Nine: The Three Songs of the Lost Spirit

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Huluyu is located in the north of Jinyang 100 miles away, located at the throat of the chong, is the only place to Jinyang. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info. The topography here is very peculiar, both sides of the road are the walls of the towering cliffs, the entrances at both ends are narrow and the hinterland of the central * is spacious, the shape resembles a gourd, so it is named.

Jieli's henchman Bi Ketu rode his horse and the entrance to the north of Huluyu, and behind him were a full 10,000 of the most elite Turkic cavalry. Because Kou Zhong put on a posture of being a big soldier, Li Yuanji asked for help from his newly recognized "father Khan" Jieli one after another. Jie Li considered that if Kou Zhong unified Middle-earth, he would not be immune to his plan of southward invasion, although it was difficult for the coalition army to move because various interests had not been dealt with clearly, but it was very "righteous" to send Bi Ketu to lead an elite army to the south first, no matter what, he must first help Li Yuanji stabilize the situation.

To be able to become Jieli's most trusted general, Bi Ketu naturally has his advantages. Although Li Tang's envoy led the way, seeing that the terrain ahead was very dangerous, and it was the first choice for setting up an ambush, he immediately ignored the chest pat guarantee of Li Tang's envoy, and still sent a scout team to investigate with great caution in accordance with the habit of marching on weekdays.

Nearly the whole hour passed, and the scout Pegasus rushed back, and the captain led by the captain in front of Bikotu Ma, reported that he had not only searched the entire gourd valley in detail, but also went out of the opposite exit, and looked twenty miles away, and found nothing unusual.

Only then did Bi Ketu put his mind at ease and ordered the Sect army to set off and pass through Huluyu quickly.

The Turkic cavalry marched extremely fast, and after the army was in motion, in a matter of moments, all of them had passed through the narrow entrance to the north and entered the hinterland of Huluyu.

Bi Ketu rode his horse and looked at the terrain on both sides, only to feel that this was really an excellent terrain for setting up an ambush. If you throw boulders at the entrances on both sides, and you don't even need to send an army, as long as hundreds of people throw firewood and grass on the high cliffs on both sides, and then set a fire, the thousands of troops below will be wiped out in no time. Come to mind. Bi Ketu felt a touch of shock in his heart, and immediately ordered: "The whole army accelerates, pass through this place as soon as possible!" ”

The army moved when they heard the order, and they quickly stepped up. As he was walking, there was a sudden sound of a flute in front of him. Although the sound of the flute was not very loud, it was as pervasive as a spring breeze, and in an instant it spread throughout the whole canyon, and in the sound of tens of thousands of horses shouting and neighing horses, it was clearly transmitted into everyone's ears.

Bi Ketu was suddenly shocked, he himself was also a master of the Eastern Turks. The moment the flute sounded in your ears, you knew that the skill of the person who played the flute had been perfected. Such a master would play a song when his own army passed through this dangerous place, and it would certainly not be for the sake of welcome. However, he couldn't guess what methods the other party could use, the previous team of scouts had carefully searched the area, the piper's skill was unfathomable, and it was reasonable that he was not discovered, but if there was a large group of people in ambush, it was impossible to escape the ears and eyes of those scouts. Since there are no ambushes. Even if the flute player is martial arts, how can he ride his own ten thousand essences?

As the fox was in doubt, the gentle sound of the flute suddenly became eerie, like a wizard chanting a mysterious incantation handed down from the oldest wilderness. And it is getting lower and lower and closer to nothing, but because of this, people involuntarily restrain the war horse and listen attentively, thus unconsciously invading the depths of the hearts of all listeners. Listening to the sound of the flute full of indescribable inducing and bewitching power, the negative emotions such as hatred, violence, and bloodlust hidden in the bottom of the heart one by one quietly raised their heads. And the reason that usually restrains these emotions is gradually worn away. As pair of eyes slowly became bloodshot and red, one person after another was transforming into a bloodthirsty beast that was completely irrational.

At the entrance to the south of Huluyu, Meng Xunzhen stood alone. He put the dragon's tooth flute, which had been idle for a long time, to his lips and played, and to jump and bounce dexterously according to the fingers of the flute hole. His demeanor seemed relaxed and leisurely, but from the wide inflatable green shirt and his feet, which had sunk several inches on the solid ground, it could be seen that he had done his best at this moment.

And the fact is also the case, although the third song of the "Six Paths of Divine Guidance" that he recently comprehended, "Animal Dao", is powerful, it is not powerful enough to deal with tens of thousands of people at the same time, and the reason why it can achieve such an effect at this moment is really with the help of geographical advantages. In addition to the two narrow exits, Huluyu is surrounded by cliffs on all sides, forming a relatively closed space, and the curved cliffs on both sides can make the sound waves continue to refract and reverberate. It was precisely by relying on the special topography of Huluyu that Meng Xunzhen dared to try to deal with these 10,000 Turkic elite soldiers with a song "Six Paths of Confusion". If you change to an unsheltered open area around you, even if Meng Xunzhen does it with all his might, the sound of the song will only cover a hundred zhang radius, and it can only exert its maximum power within twenty or thirty zhang of the body, and the wider the range, the weaker the power.

Calculating the heat enough, Meng Xunzhen took a long breath and blew hard towards the flute hole. The surrounding air emitted a strange fluctuation visible to the naked eye, but no sound came from the dragon's tooth flute. Under his blow, tens of thousands of war horses in the gourd valley seemed to be subjected to a huge plan at the same time, and they rushed and jumped wildly, knocking off the owner on their backs.

And this was just the beginning, the Turkic warriors who fell off their horses fought each other for no reason, as if their partners and comrades had all become mortal enemies. With beastly "ho-ho" cries from their mouths, they used knives, bows, fists, feet, and teeth to kill each other.

Bi Ketu is quite skillful, although he was also fascinated by the sound of the flute at first, but when he fell off the horse, he woke up like getting rid of the deepest nightmare. He watched in horror at the scene of the soldiers around him killing each other, and shouted sharply: "Stop! There are ghosts in the sound of the flute, and they all cover their ears! ”

However, at this moment, the chaos has spread to the whole army, and all the Turkic warriors have lost their minds like wild beasts, and that is what his command can restrain and stop? However, more than a dozen Turkic warriors were attracted by his shout, but they completely lost their usual respect and awe, and pounced on them one by one with a "ho ho" shout.

Bi Ketu was furious, gritted his teeth, and slashed the first few people on the spot. But the rest of the people did not know any fear, and still rushed at them without fear of death, and Bi Ketu could only swing his sword and kill again. When the scimitar was stained with blood, Bi Ketu's brain, which had regained consciousness, was gradually eroded by the sound of the flute still swirling in the gourd, and his reason was lost again, and the only thought was to kill......

After a long time, when the beast-like roar in the gourd valley completely subsided, Meng Xunzhen stopped playing and took the dragon tooth flute away from his lips. Due to the huge consumption of power, his face was so pale at this moment that there was no trace of blood. Seeing the gourd valley that fell into a dead silence, he smelled a bloody breath that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, he let out a long sigh in his mouth, and did not go in to see the final result of his "beast road", turned around and left with much heavier steps. (To be continued.) )u