Chapter 018: Witch Thaumaturgy Holy Pilgrimage Catches Ding

The Witch Patriarch was completely black, like a piece of walking black coal. But his eyes, teeth, palms, and soles of his feet were still white, and when he spoke or walked, it was like a piece of human-shaped black charcoal, with a few flames lit on it.

He was polite to the Great Khan of the Northern Regions and promised to help, but he also put forward a condition, that is, the major affairs of the Khanate in the future can only be implemented after the good and evil are determined by the practice of the shamans. The Great Khan knew that if he agreed to this, his position as Great Khan would be extinguished in name only, but the matter had come to this point and he had to compromise, so he agreed.

The witch clan led the whole clan, young and old, to the depths of the desert, and formed a circle, without eating, drinking, or resting. The chief of the witches lived in it, and he looked up to the sky and shouted, only to cry out, and then buried himself in the sand for three days and three nights.

On the night of the third day, a violent wind suddenly rose, flying sand and stones, pouring thousands of miles, straight to the camp tent of the Holy Dynasty, burying 60,000 soldiers, chariots and horses, and all the camp tents!

When the sun rose on the fourth day, the desert was quiet, and the 60,000 soldiers of the Holy Emperor disappeared cleanly, leaving not even a pair of armor, a piece of rag, or a spear. The Khan of the Northern Regions raised his head to the sky and roared, crying with joy, holding the black hand of the witch patriarch, so excited that he couldn't speak. Since then, the Witch Patriarch has gained a position on an equal footing with the Khan of the Northern Regions, and the Witch Clan has risen from an oppressed nation to the royal nobles of the Northern Khanate.

When the Holy Emperor heard the news, he cried incredibly, not only crying that he had lost such a good father and son of the Minister of Military Aircraft, but also crying that although he was an emperor, he was not even qualified to be a melon-eating crowd quietly! No, I can't say yes! No! Therefore, the Holy Emperor decided to personally lead the army and take action against the Northern Regions for the third time, and the code name of this operation is "Blood Debt and Blood Repayment", which is translated into overseas languages, which means "not spicy, harmful, not spicy"!

But after all, the Holy Dynasty had a limited number of soldiers, and since the first two battles had lost 60,301 soldiers, the Holy Emperor sent 350,000 of the remaining 339,699 soldiers to all parts of the country for defense, in order to be able to go out safely and ensure that there would be no fire in the backyard.

Therefore, the remaining nearly 20,000 are the troops that can really be sent to fight! Only 20,000 soldiers and horses went out to fight, or was personally led by the Emperor of the Holy Dynasty, if this is said and spread to the world, the emperor will have no face!

So in any case, even if you make up, you have to gather enough 100,000 troops! The 80,000 that is vacant must be caught!

As a result, our Green Lotus sister's new good friend Li Niu brother and Green Lotus's old good friend Ah Lang brother were lucky enough to be arrested. Before going to the Northern Regions, the two finally met by chance at the Grand Colonel's parade.

Coincidentally, in such a large school review field, the two of them were assigned to a team led by a centurion. A group of rabble, gathered under the leather whip of a centurion, will inevitably be afraid of three points, but there will still be a lot of jokes because of the inability to distinguish between left and right, throwing arms and legs and stumbling over each other, and various dialect problems, etc., but the centurion's face is black, which makes people afraid. The person who was whipped on the back and buttocks continued to make mistakes while sucking. If it weren't for the fact that the Holy Dynasty army was really short of manpower, I am afraid that a lot of heads would have to be chopped off in a day.

Finally arrived at the break in the middle of the training, when Li Niu was pouting in the corner of the school field with other turtles, Li Niu remembered his adventure not long ago, and told it to the people around him, everyone thought it was very interesting, except for one of the white and thin young men, named Zhang Lang!

After Li Niu finished speaking, he looked at everyone laughing and leaned back and forth, Zhang Lang just didn't laugh, and he glared at himself angrily, so he felt that there was a problem. Could it be that he has a strong sense of justice and can't get used to seeing himself as a child? Li Niu pondered in his heart.

Who is Li Niu, he understood after a little pondering, and he was sure that this person had something to do with Green Lotus. Therefore, Li Niu paid special attention to this Zhang Lang. Finally found an opportunity, Li Niu asked Zhang Lang directly, but he didn't expect Zhang Lang to be really a good friend of Green Lotus! Li Niu immediately called "brother" and apologized again and again. As a result, Zhang Lang didn't get angry when he saw Li Niu's attitude, and when the two of them were squatting together and eating a big pot of rice with a coarse porcelain bowl, he told Li Niu something about the green lotus.

It turned out that the green lotus was one of the outer rooms of the local big family Yang Yuanwai, because his wife was in charge of it tightly, Yang Yuanwai rarely came to the green lotus, and when there was something, he sent his own little servant Zhang Lang to ask for warmth, and over time, the green lotus and Zhang Lang became familiar, and naturally they were warmed in the arms of the green lotus. As the so-called paper does not contain fire, after a long time, after Yang Yuanwai learned about it, he did not deal with Zhang Lang, because in Yang Yuanwai's view, the flower of green lotus, rather than dying of thirst, it is better to let Zhang Lang play with it first, after all, the fertilizer water did not flow into the fields of outsiders.

After Li Niu heard this, he said in his heart: "Green Lotus has me Li Niu this time, isn't it a disappointment to the old man's scheming?" ”

Zhang Lang continued: "I heard that we are all going to be sent to the Northern Desert to fight, and we went this time, I am afraid that it will be more auspicious, because the court sent in front of it, and we have not even seen a corpse." You and I met because of the green lotus, and they are also brothers, if no matter who has anything good in the future, the other one will help bring a letter to the green lotus, and he will say that he has not forgotten her until he died. Brother Niu, do you think it's good? ”

Seeing Zhang Lang so innocent, Li Niu also felt that he should pretend to be tender, so he said, "Okay, good!" Then let's settle it! Zhang Lang heard Li Niu's words, and burst into tears with gratitude, Li Niu saw this scene, and was very afraid that Zhang Lang would stretch out his arms and hug him, in that case, wouldn't it be goosebumps falling to the ground? hurriedly said: "Brother Zhang, Jun Cao is here, let's go and gather in the team!" After saying that, he hurriedly pulled away and ran.

After another seven or eight days, the centurion gathered his men and shouted, "Brothers! Tomorrow, our brothers will follow our incomparably wise and martial Emperor of the Holy Dynasty to the Northern Regions! So tonight, our quartermaster department specially sent a big fat pig to everyone, although everyone can build it! Sleep well after you finish building, and as soon as the sun rises tomorrow, the brothers will pull out! Instantly, the rabble erupted in a bull's roar. Li Niu lowered his head and thought about something in the roar of the bull.

That night, Li Niu did not eat sea stuff like other turtles, with a mouth full of oil, but only ate half full, and then stuffed the steamed buns into his clothes while people were unprepared, which looked bulging, as if he had made a lot, and had a big belly. Li Niu looked at the tender Zhang Lang with an indescribable pity.