After a busy night, it was finally over, and all the more than 200,000 war horses became mountains of canned food piled up in the space, with more than a dozen varieties and flavors. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, more than 500 wolves were additionally earned, and in the spirit of bad taste, some of them were also made into canned wolf meat of the Sage brand, which can be tasted by others in the future.

The smell of blood on the grass was still strong, but without the corpses decomposing, there would be no mass disease. Riding on his motorcycle, Tang Shengxian hurried towards the next horse ranch, and he was determined to slaughter all their horses before they could meet the main Mongol forces.

Brother Tuomen Ma is a side of the royal family, today he led the troops to the Ulaanbaatar grassland to receive this year's war horses, but unfortunately when they arrived at the place, the group did not see a single war horse, only saw the blood stains all over the ground within a radius of 100 miles, and thousands of arrows stuck obliquely in the ground.

The news had to be passed back quickly, it was the first thing that came to mind when Brother Dragmen recovered from the shock, but fortunately he brought this thing with him this time.

"All the horses in the Ulaanbaatar ranch are dead, and there are no bodies."

In just half a day, the news was quickly transmitted to the palace through the carrier eagle, which was faster than the carrier pigeon, and seeing the news written by Brother Ma on the thin sheepskin, Nai Ma Zhenhou couldn't sit still. She immediately linked this matter to the Dao Killer.

I didn't expect him to come to Mongolia so soon, and he also bypassed the Imperial Center of the Trouble River, and directly hit Ulaanbaatar, one of the logistics centers, which is full of incredible, the ancient information transmission is not very convenient, but the Mongols raise eagles, and the royal family knows the news very quickly, and yesterday's news also shows that the Dao Killer is in the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun, but now he has crossed thousands of mountains and rivers with his men and horses. This Taoist priest absolutely has unnatural powers in his hands.

The consequences are as written in thin sheepskin.

Unlike European horses, Mongolian horses live in the wild regardless of the harsh winter and heat, and can walk for days without eating anything when necessary, and have a strong endurance. They are able to cross almost incredibly long distances in a very short time on the most treacherous terrain. And such 200,000 war horses all died of death, and the accumulation of several generations has such a scale, with these high-quality stallions and mares, they can continue to raise invincible Mongolian war horses far away, and expand the territory for the empire, but at this moment, they were all destroyed by the hateful Southern Song Dynasty Daoist, as a nation on horseback, war horses are life.

In the next ten years, the combat power of the Mongolian cavalry will be constantly weakened, and the territory of the empire will continue to shrink.

"Hurry up and ask Wizard Neleghe to come over." Empress Naima shouted to the maid.

King Jinlun became the national teacher of Mongolia because of his outstanding performance in martial arts and his identity as Tibetan Buddhism, but he was not a Mongolian teacher, as a Mongolian, they believed in the two main religions, one is Tibetan Buddhism, the other is shamanism, in later generations, these two religions gradually converged, but at this time, the two are still distinct.

As for the matter of gods and ghosts, the Mongols prefer to choose shamans who can believe in psychic. And the Wizard of Neleghe is the most powerful shaman in the country, and is worshiped as the shaman archmage by the royal family. In charge of all the rituals of the royal family.

"I don't know what is important for Her Royal Highness the Queen to summon you." The words are a little polite, the person in front of him is a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a fifteen-pronged divine hat, and the divine clothes sewn from turtles, four-legged snakes, frogs, snakes and other animal skins look very novel.

The whole person is full of a strong mystery, and there is a noble atmosphere mixed in this mystery, which is not the level that those low-level shamans who dance the gods to the low-level herdsmen can achieve, maybe this is where his confidence lies in being unkind.

"I hope the archmage will forgive, my Mongolian empire is suffering from calamity, and the foundation of my ancestors is about to be destroyed, and the only one who can rely on it at this moment is Archmage Nelegyu."

"Please also ask Her Royal Highness to be specific, the gods will not let their people accept slaughter, and some evil forces will eventually be eliminated by the gods." Neregui still has his own way of dealing with important matters.

"A Taoist priest named Xuanyi in the Southern Song Dynasty has magical powers, he can launch a large number of flying stones and arrows with the power of just a few people, and he has an extremely terrifying movement speed, he can travel thousands of miles at night, in addition to mastering the power of evil, which is more powerful at night than during the day............"

"Just last night, he traveled thousands of miles to attack the Ulaanbaatar grassland, slaughtering all the 200,000 war horses of the empire, and the officials who went to receive this year's war horses said that the ground within a radius of 100 miles was densely packed with Han arrows, but there was no corpse of a war horse, and the matter was very strange."

"In a matter of months, he has slaughtered tens of thousands of Mongol soldiers in the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun."

After listening to Naima Zhenhou's seemingly "loophole" narration, Nelegui also knew that he had met an opponent. He had also heard of the name of Taoism in the Central Plains, one was famous for martial arts, and the other was brilliant for Taoism. I didn't expect a Taoist priest who was less than thirty years old to be so powerful, martial arts and Taoism were so powerful. But he wasn't afraid.

But he still has to find out this enemy first, and he also knows what the war horse means to his own nation.

After pondering for a while, Neleghe opened his eyes, "Your Highness the Queen, you need to open the altar in your majesty, please come down to God." ”

"The mourning family ordered the following to prepare immediately."

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In a palace, Nelegwe stood in the center, his body swaying from side to side, and he muttered: "Great god of the sky, please come here." With his eyes closed, he clutched a handful of colored cloth in his hand, and his voice was hoarse and the tune was repeated, as if he were chanting an old ballad: "O great god of the blue sky, my tent carpet, come down to my body." ”

After meditation and chanting, Neregui entered a trance, at which point the gods from the invisible space could enter his body. "Ah, my god, I would like to come to you with ten Mongolian oxen. Send a golden cuckoo to lead me to you. ”

"Wolf sky, give me divine help. Those who ask, with peace of mind, come to us. Great god of the sky, please descend here. ”

Nelegwe swayed faster, as if dancing, and the melody of the chanting became more and more urgent. He made a "drive" cry and whipped the strip of cloth in his hand, as if he were galloping a horse.

The two disciples stood aside, their hands in conjunction with Neregui, beating the drum to an unclear rhythm. The whole scene was solemn and solemn, and there was not a single bystander here, only the three of them.

A final flurry of never-before-heard words came out of his mouth, and Neregui began to chant a quick incantation. He suddenly went limp. The two disciples stopped to tap, got up and held him up, let out a long howl like a wolf, and laughed like a demon in a horror movie.

At this moment, the gods had entered his body.

In his gray-brown pupils, he seemed to see the blood-red figure, alone on a strange beast that had been roaring and roaring, running faster than the best Mongolian horses, but in this beast, Neleghe felt not the slightest breath of life.

As time went on, there were more and more things that could be seen in Nelegui, not good, in this direction was the Zargrantu steppe. This is also an important grazing steppe of the Empire, and at his current rate, he will arrive at noon tomorrow.

Holding back the excitement in his heart, he continued to look at the previous time, and he saw a wooden chariot that appeared out of thin air around the Bloody Daoist, on which a precise crossbow bed was arranged, no one operated it, and one after another crossbow arrows were automatically wound and fired, shooting at the unsuspecting group of war horses.

The time went back to this point and stopped, and Nelegyu's body trembled. It seems that something has gone, and the god of the sky has left his body.

For this blood-clothed Daoist, Nelegui already has a considerable understanding. The Central Plains Dao Technique is really magical, but he also has a way to deal with it.

"Someone, I have important information to report to Her Royal Highness." It's really important.

(To be continued.) )