Chapter 535: Entering the Royal Court

The sky was dark, and the scorching sun had already disappeared from the horizon, leaving only a thin line of light, as if the heavens and the earth were squinting at the vast and bloody steppe land. ,

At this moment, all the people in the royal court have been killed, and the rest are those subordinate slaves and so on, people are frightened one by one, carefully sorting out the destroyed royal court golden tent, and they don't even dare to come out.

And in this place of the royal court golden horde, there are still a lot of Guanlong light armor guards, although the number of these light armored cavalry is not much, but now the royal court golden horde, and even the entire grassland, there are not many people who dare to resist!

Guan Longjun standing here can make them tremble.

Bang!

Bang!

In the midst of the desolation, on the vast wasteland in the distance, there was a low and violent sound of horses' hooves, and everyone, especially those of the royal court, looked up in the direction from which the sound came, and saw the mighty endless Guan Long army, like a black dragon, surging forward.

World shaking.

The moment this scene appeared, the Huns were frightened, and even the movements of their hands were a little nervous and trembling, these people were the team that annihilated hundreds of thousands of elites in their royal grassland!

Such a powerful sign is unimaginable for these people!

In the face of this torrent, they can hardly even give birth to any thoughts, only the urge to kneel.

Herod!

In just a moment's effort, this vast procession has come to the front of the towering golden tent of the royal court, and at this time, people can also see clearly that in front of this vast torrent is a black carriage.

The carriage drove slowly, and under the guard of the generals, it came to the front of the golden tent of the royal court.

"We welcome the Overseer!"

"Please enter the Golden Tent of the Imperial Court!"

As the carriage stopped, Huo Changqing, who had been prepared a long time ago, came to the black carriage with several generals, and several people fell to their knees, and their faces were also full of solemnity and respect.

"The Golden Horde of the Royal Court!"

"We've been waiting for a long time!"

There was a faint smile in the black carriage, and the curtain of the carriage was slightly opened, revealing a thin figure wearing a python dragon robe and white hair, he walked out of the carriage and looked up at the towering golden tent of the royal court, and the look on his face also became extraordinarily arrogant.

The Golden Horde of the Royal Court represents the faith of the entire grassland and the supreme power of the grassland.

Now that he is in charge here, it means that today's grassland is basically in the palm of his hand.

"Overseer, please!"

When Su Shan stopped and looked, Hu Lingyu and others on the side also dismounted one after another and came to his side, and everyone gave up their hands one after another, inviting Su Shan to enter the golden tent of the royal court.

"Let's go!"

"Let's take a look at the difference between this golden-blooded royal court and the Forbidden City of Chang'an!"

The smile on Su Shan's face was even stronger, and he smiled slightly, and led everyone into this big tent, and then, the large number of Guan Long troops also began to disperse, neatly converging towards the camp that had been arranged long ago.

Inside the big tent, the firelight was swaying slightly, Su Shan sat on the royal court seat covered with black tiger skin under the arch guard of everyone, while Hu Lingyu and the others stood left and right one after another.

"Overseer, the wine you want to taste!"

Xiao Yu'er looked indifferent, brought a jar of wine to Su Shan's face, and then respectfully poured it into the silver wine cup that only Maya Shan could use in the past. ,

"Everyone, too!"

Su Shan smiled slightly, and waved his hand at Hu Lingyu and the others below.

"Thank you, Overseer!"

Hu Lingyu and the others were also very excited, after a big battle, they solved hundreds of thousands of elites in the grassland, and then in just one day, they came to this royal court golden tent with a large army!

This battle is an absolute victory.

The mood of the crowd is also indescribable, and it is full of joy.

"Capture wine, it's just that, compared with the wine of our Great Wei Dynasty, it's far worse!"

Su Shan gently took a sip of the wine, felt it in his mouth for a moment, sprayed it directly on the ground, and then squinted his eyes and looked at the silver wine cup.

"This silver wine cup is too far behind the glass bottles in our Chang'an City!"

"This is still the level of our Great Wei Dynasty three years ago."

"Maya Shan Yu actually treats this thing as a treasure, and what ability does it have to compare with our Great Wei Dynasty?"

Su Shan was in such a good mood that he couldn't help but ridicule.

"Haha, that's what the Lord said!"

"The last general has seen it all around this royal court's golden horde, at this level, it is not as comfortable as the residence of a prefect of our Great Wei Dynasty?

At this point, these generals were a little short of words, and they didn't know what to say, so they just laughed out loud.

"Okay, after a day of fighting, the soldiers are already tired, it's time to rest!"

"Rest tonight, starting tomorrow, I will prepare to manage this grassland well, and also, bring the leaders of all tribes to our family and tell them the rules!"

After a cheerful laugh, Su Shan raised his head slightly, looked at Hu Lingyu, and commanded with a smile.

"Yes!"

"The last will retire!"

Hu Lingyu bowed his hand respectfully, and then withdrew from the golden tent of the royal court with many generals, the atmosphere in the big tent became a little quiet, the firelight swayed slightly, Xiao Yu'er came to Su Shan's side, gently put her hands on his back, and gently pressed it.

"Overseer, after meeting the leader of the Xiongnu tribe tomorrow, I will start to deal with those remnants on this grassland, and the six gates of Dongchang can also start to work!"

"The wind and sand on the grassland are cold, and the weather is cold and dry, are you still used to it?"

"When did our family become that kind of delicate person?"

Su Shan smiled softly, the smile on his face was also even stronger, he took a deep breath, he leaned back a little comfortably, and reclined on the huge black tiger skin.

"Our family is a little tired, tonight, we will rest in this Maya Danyu's seat. ”

Smiling slightly, Su Shan closed his eyes.

"Slaves and maids serve the Overseer!"

Xiao Yu'er arched respectfully, and then walked not far from the couch, with the slight wave of her palm, most of the fire was extinguished and dimmed, leaving only a few candles far away, swaying slightly.

Subsequently, Xiao Yu'er also stood quietly by Su Shan's side.

Stand with your head down.

In those eyes, there was also a flash of stability and a faint joy.

Three years, they have been preparing for three years, preparing for three years, and now a campaign, a complete victory, the entire Huns nearly 500,000 cavalry elite have been solved, this is a real victory!

As a person from Lijinglou, as a person who has watched everything for the past three years, she is also very gratified in her heart.

Xiongnu steppe, deep in the northwest.

The dim sky shrouded the whole grassland, as if it were a huge curtain, covering everyone's heads, without any starlight, and the crescent moon was also obscured by the low and solemn dark clouds, which seemed dull.

The whole grassland is desolate and depressing, the cold and whistling cold wind, even mixed with a lot of bloody taste, the whistling sound, it is also like the people of the grassland are crying, wailing.

In the depths of the north-west, there is a simple and ancient tribe, standing in this night, many small tents scattered around, shaped like stars and moons, guarding a tall and majestic camp tent in the middle.

The top of the tent, like the top of the Golden Horde, had a black goshawk banner.

The flag rippled slightly, hunting and moving in the cold wind, making a subtle rattling sound, giving people a lonely and low feeling.

His gaze slowly followed the banner downward, and finally landed in the center of the huge tent, where the fire flickered, and in the very center, there was a huge black statue.

It was the goshawk that roared and hunted above the sky.

The whole body is pitch black, the goshawk opens its teeth and claws, a pair of eagle wings want to fly high, and in the eyes that are opened, there is a faint red glow, giving people a strange feeling.

Around this goshawk, there are dozens of thin old men dressed in uniform black clothes, all of them have hats on their heads, and their chests are embroidered with golden goshawk patterns, so respectfully kneeling around the goshawk, quiet and dead.

"Ladies and gentlemen. ”

This kind of dead silence lasted for a long time, and the head of many sacrifices, a skeletal and even somewhat shriveled sacrifice, slowly stood up, his eyes flashed with a faint sadness, and his gaze swept over everyone, and he said in a low voice,

"There is news from Valundu Mountain, the 500,000 elite cavalry of the royal court were wiped out by the Guan Long army in the first battle, and in addition, the Guan Long army has also entered the royal court and killed all the descendants with golden blood!"

As the old man's words fell, the atmosphere in the big tent became even more deadly, quieter, and even a little unconcealable depression, as if a mountain had descended and pressed on top of people's heads.

The royal court was destroyed, and the grass was cut and eradicated, which meant that the entire grassland had completely fallen into the hands of the Guan Long army.

And their Mo tribe is also at the end of the crossbow.

"As the guardian of the golden bloodline, although we no longer have any extraordinary masters, we can't stand idly by. ”

"Sooner or later, the eunuch will make a move on the Mo tribe, and we should prepare as soon as possible!"

"What do you think?"

After a moment of silence, the old priest asked in a low voice, and there was a faint sense of powerlessness in that tone.

"Although the high priest commands, we are willing to live and die with the grassland!"

Many of the priests raised their heads one after another, and their faces also showed a resolute and death-defying momentum.

The grassland has reached this point, and they have no power to return to the sky at all, so they can only use the last resort to try their best to fight for some possibilities for the grassland!

"Thank you for having this heart, Greg!"

The high priest listened to the responses of the crowd, and his face also showed a more obvious determination, he took a deep breath, and then whispered,

"Although the Mo tribe does not have extraordinary masters, there are still thirty-six people who sacrifice and three thousand two hundred and sixty people!"

"Gelu is willing to take the entire tribe as blood food, and all sacrifices as blood sacrifices, and respectfully ask the immortal heaven to come down and help my Mo tribe, against that eunuch, nearly 500,000 men died for my grassland, and that golden bloodline, to avenge the hatred!"

"I wonder what you think?"

"Blood sacrifice?"

As the voice of the self-proclaimed old priest fell, everyone's faces showed a trace of nervousness, and even a little panic, and even a sadness that could not be concealed.

Blood sacrifice is the most miserable method that has been handed down since the founding of the Mo tribe.

With the entire tribe and countless people as blood food, and then all the sacrifices as blood sacrifices, communicate with the immortal heaven, and invite the noble and mysterious immortal heaven to descend on the grassland and protect the safety of the grassland with supreme power.

This secret method has been passed down among the Mo tribe since ancient times, but since the birth of the Mo tribe, this secret method has never been really used, because the grassland has never encountered such a catastrophe of extinction!

Now, at this moment, is the Mo tribe going to use this suicidal secret method?

"Indeed, it's time too!"

In the silence and dead silence, these many sacrifices all sighed slightly and whispered to themselves.

The golden tent of the royal court was destroyed, all the elite cavalry of the Huns were slaughtered, the golden blood was cut down and eradicated, and now the grassland has completely become the palm of Guan Long.

They Mo tribe has no real transcendent masters, and they can't turn the tide with the power of transcending the world!

So, is there any other way for them?

No!

"We are willing to sacrifice our lives with blood!"

"I am willing to avenge the fall of the golden blood for hundreds of thousands of men on the grassland!"

The intermittent sound gradually fell, and many sacrifices raised their heads, and the tension, sadness, and so on on their faces all disappeared, and then completely turned into a forest and a resolute!

Only in this way can we wash away the shame of the grassland and strive for a glimmer of life for the grassland!

"In that case, let's do it!"

"Griff is here waiting for you to return with your blood!"

Hearing the decisive words of these sacrifices, the wrinkled and thin face of the old priest also showed a trace of determination and hideousness, he took a deep breath, and then knelt on the ground and kowtowed to everyone.

That's the only thing he can do!

"I'll do my best!"

Then, the sacrificers also stood up one after another, and then all of them were sad and resolute, and walked towards the outside of the big tent.

Outside the tent, the night was so deep and terrible that even the cold wind seemed to become whimpering and low, and the many sacrifices left the tent one after another, and then dispersed again.

One after another, they lingered around the entire Mo tribe.

"Priest-sama, do you have anything to do?"

In the thick of the night, a boy who had risen up at night passed by, and saw a priest with a sad face, standing at the door of his felt tent, and he bowed his hand respectfully, and asked in a low voice.

Respect for sacrifice is the iron law of their Mo tribe!

Burst!

The boy did not wait for the priest's answer, but watched as a sharp sword light pierced his heart, and blood slowly flowed out.

The boy didn't know why, and in a daze, he looked at the priest and walked into the felt tent!

Blood, flowing from it

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