But this kind of scene happened on the steppe, year after year, generation after generation! Kunsang fell silent as he listened to the song of this requiem.

The prairie girls wept silently and comforted each other. When he looked at the rebels at the foot of the mountain, his eyes were no longer panic, but only hatred.

Suddenly, a dark cloud drifted across the red night sky. Reflected in the blood-colored moonlight, it was like a black and red lead.

The cloud was impartial, looming over the silver tent. In people's hearts, there is an indescribable heavy depression.

This dark cloud seems to have life, and it is constantly spreading and expanding.

The vision in heaven has already alarmed all people. Whether it was the guards at the top of the slope or the rebel soldiers, they all looked out into the eerie night sky.

When this dark cloud completely enveloped the slope of the entire silver tent. The dark cloud began to slowly swirl, gradually turning into a huge funnel-shaped vortex, as if something was attracting it below!

This dark cloud gradually formed the shape of a huge funnel, and the place where the handle touched the ground was the highest point of the slope of the silver horde.

Just as everyone was looking at the vision in the sky, the earth beneath their feet suddenly began to shake violently.

Even the horses under the crotches of these cavalrymen let out a terrified neigh.

Visions of heaven and earth! Everyone was terrified. Some people have already begun to speculate, could it be that the Holy Mountain Ancestor God was angry because of this killing?!

Some of the slightly older rebel soldiers, ignoring the horror in their hearts, jumped off their horses and knelt on the grass. In his heart, he kept reciting the verses of the Puran, begging for forgiveness and forgiveness from the ancestral gods of the holy mountain.

The earth continued to tremble, and the amplitude of the shaking was so violent that even the people on the grass began to sway from side to side, unable to stand.

The people supported each other and barely stood on the grass, and the horses of the cavalry, if not led by others, would have already escaped. Even if he is being led, he keeps digging his hooves and snorting in the same place!

A fear of the unknown began to spread in people's hearts.

Suddenly, I saw that from the battlefield where the great battle had just begun, the high slope of the entire silver tent began to rise gradually.

One inch, two inches, one foot, two feet! one zhang, two feet......

The terrain is gradually rising.

Cubyrhan watched in horror as the high ground of the Silver Tent began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The current high ground has risen about a foot in just a moment's time! But it has not stopped, and it continues to climb upward.

Kunsang immediately thought that this must be the Yuan Magician who was performing Yuan Magic, changing the terrain.

hurriedly beckoned the people around him and sat down on the ground. Feeling this earth-shattering power, Kunsang was shocked and frightened! Where is this something that can be done by man? This is almost a miracle!

It's no wonder that a few decades ago, the Burning Sun Empire was able to defeat the steppe people! With the help of such a primordial magician in the world, who in the world can stop them!?

The slope on which the entire silver tent was located had now risen by nearly three zhang or so. It was only then that the upward growth of the slope of the Silver Tent slowed down.

It rose by about half a zhang, and the whole upward trend began to stop. When everyone thought it was over, and as if it was coming back to light, the high ground was slammed up half a foot before it came to a sudden stop.

In this short period of time, the slope of the silver tent almost forcibly rose from the same place to a height of about four zhang!

The entire slope of the silver tent remained untouched except for the place immediately adjacent to the hot spring lake, and the remaining three directions were raised up to a height of four feet.

At the edges, like a knife and axe, the brushes form an upright facet.

The whole highland has now become, a dirt city!

Now if you want to attack the silver tent, unless you have a ladder, a construction machine like a construction vehicle. Otherwise, the nearly four-foot vertical section will not be able to climb up with manpower!

The upright yellow soil kept falling downward, stirring up puffs of smoke and dust.

Amid the smoke and dust, the entire plateau resembles a huge and monstrous fortress of war.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Korbrhan and the rebels watched a miracle take shape before their eyes, and their mouths were half open, and they didn't even dare to take a breath of air.

The rebel soldiers who knelt on the ground and prayed even more kowtowed. This miraculous change has made these rebel soldiers think that this is the wrath of the Holy Mountain Ancestral God! It must be because of their own people who committed rebellion, and as a result, they have aroused the wrath of the Holy Mountain Ancestor God and helped the Khan of Khan to raise the silver horde and turn it into a city.

This fear and conjecture of the ancestral god of the sacred mountain quickly spread among the rebels. More and more rebel soldiers began to kneel on the ground and kowtow.

Looking at this earth-shattering miracle, Korbuhan also felt a deep fear in his heart.

While there was speculation, a henchman reported that there was a legend in the army that it was the ancestor of the Holy Mountain who had apparitions and helped Khan raise the high ground as a city wall. If you continue to help the rebellion, you will all be punished by the Holy Mountain Ancestor God in the future.

This rumor spread the fastest among the army, and the entire vanguard was demoralized. There are even some rebel soldiers who have begun to waver in their hearts, thinking about how to return to the tent of Khan Khan!

When Collukhan heard this rumor, his heart was furious! He immediately ordered several rumor-spreaders to be escorted to the front of the battle and beheaded for public display!

Although the spread of rumors was stopped, every soldier was convinced of that rumor! Looking at the high ground, his eyes showed deep fear and awe!

At this time, the night was about to end, and after more than an hour, the sky would gradually brighten.

The red moonlight of the Blood Moon fell on the depths of the grassland, enveloping the entire grassland in a strange and mysterious way.

The hearts of the entire rebel soldiers were uneasy and fearful.

On the heights of the Silver Horde, after an initial panic, Kunsang ordered the guards to begin building the fortifications.

The guards placed wagons or dismantled fences on the edge of the heights to form an artificial wall.

Unable to do so, Cabhan ordered all the cavalry to take out all the bows and arrows they had. Every once in a while, it's like firing arrows from the ground to stop the guards and continue to build fortifications. In addition, he sent people to urge the large army that also arrived quickly, and hurry up!

These rebel soldiers already had fear in their hearts, and although they had to release their bows and arrows to the high ground under the order, they had already lost their will to fight, for fear that the Holy Mountain Ancestor God would blame them in the future, so those arrows were shot weakly and crookedly!

At first, the guards who built the fortifications would hide when they saw the rain of arrows coming. Later, I saw that the bows and arrows of those rebels had no lethality at all, and they stepped up the construction of fortifications.

Kunsang had already run to the highest point of the high ground by this time, and he wanted to thank Helian Red Sleeves. At first, I thought that Helian Red Sleeves was just making the high slope of the silver tent a little taller. I didn't expect to be able to turn this highland into a castle-like existence. If you rely on this castle, not to mention keeping it for one or two days, it won't be a problem to keep it for three or five days!

Filled with awe and gratitude, Kunsang ran to the top of the slope.

At the top of the slope, there were still those people guarding the night nineteen, and when he saw Kunsang running over, Chen Shaoan greeted him.

As soon as Kunsang saw Chen Shao'an, he gave a grassland salute, "Thank you for the kindness of your friends in the Central Plains! Kunsang is grateful here!"

"Uncle Kunsang, you're welcome!"

When he was at the top of the slope, he didn't see Helian Hong's sleeves, but only saw the Chansen priest sitting there paralyzed.

Kunsang couldn't help asking, "Where is the Great Yuan Sorcerer?"

"My eldest lady is tired and has gone back to rest! Uncle Kunsang doesn't have to go!"

"How can it be done? If I don't thank you in person, how can I go in my heart?"

"Uncle Kunsang, do you know that after performing such a large-scale Yuan Technique, which Yuan Magician is not allowed to meditate to recover Yuan Force?! My eldest lady is most afraid of disturbing now, so Uncle Kunsang should not go for the time being!"

"In this way, as soon as your eldest lady recovers, I, Kunsang, will definitely go to thank you!

"Okay! In the next step, I will tell Uncle Kunsang's sincerity to our eldest lady!"

Kunsang gave another salute, and when he saw the Great Priest Chansen sitting there paralyzed, he asked again, "Well, what is the Great Priest of Cansen doing? I have a few wounded soldiers there, and I am about to ask him to go and treat him! Then why does he sit there motionless?"

Chen Shao'an smiled slightly, "Uncle Kunsang, Grand Priest Cansen, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you now." He just assisted my eldest lady in running the Yuan Technique, and the power of the witch source was exhausted, and now he is meditating there to recover! I am not stationed here, for fear that others will disturb him!"

"Oh, I see, I'll come back later! Khan is here, too, and I'll go and say a few words to him, friend, Kunsang has taken a complaint. ”

Chen Shaoan nodded and made a gesture of please.

Kunsang smiled and walked towards Night Nineteen.

"I've seen Khan!"

As soon as he arrived in front of the nineteenth night, Kunsang gave a grassland salute.

Ye Nineteen hurriedly returned the salute, "Uncle Kunsang." ”

"Thank you to these friends of the Khan, if you can get through the difficulties this time! The Great Khan will definitely remember your merits, and when the time comes, he will definitely give you several tribes as your direct tribes!"

"To be able to do your part for Uncle Kunsang, that's what these people should do in the night nineteen! How dare they vainly seek the reward of the Great Khan!"

"Khan is originally a powerful man in the world, and he is also the horse of the Great Khan, and he is even more in love with Xiao Zhuoya! Kunsang is grateful! The entire tribe of the southern steppe is also grateful! Please bow down to Kunsang again!"

"Uncle Kunsang really doesn't have to be like this! You once saved my friend's life! If we really want to mention gratitude, we should thank you even more for saving your life!"

Kunsang saw that the love of Ye Nineteen was very meaningful, and he refused to accept his worship alive or dead, so he had to give up.

Kunsang asked tentatively: "I see that these friends of Khan Fu are all equipped with unique skills, and they are all strong in the world! I don't know if these friends of Khan Ji can ...... this time."