Looking at the large group of foreign objects that were gradually gathering at the bottom of the mountain, He Wu couldn't help but spit on the ground violently.

That gray, yellow-green color is so unfamiliar to others, but for He Wu, it is a scene that can not be forgotten even in a dream!

Gritting his teeth, He Wu grabbed the horse's head, turned his mount suddenly, pulled out the saber from his waist, and handed it to the leader of the horse team: "Brother Ma, take this knife and take care of the team for me." I'm going to find out what's going on down the hill - you keep the line going. These people must not run away, otherwise my brother will have to take you to the charge!"

As he spoke, He Wu slammed the horse's belly and rushed down the mountain!

Seeing the back of this horse beating the horse and leaving, the head of the horse team immediately held the steel knife, and shouted: "It's not dark yet, everyone follows the team and continues to walk! The military order is in me, if anyone leaves the team without permission, don't blame Ma for not remembering the old feelings!"

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Most of the post roads in Liangzhou are dirt roads with loess tamping. This kind of loess road, if there is enough manpower when it is built, it will form a hard rocky cemented ground, even if it lasts for thousands of years, it is difficult for plants to take root on the dirt road.

But if the artificial rain is insufficient, then it will not take a few years of effort, the wind and rain, the road surface will scatter and collapse, and the sunny day is full of smoke and dust, and the rainy day is muddy. Whether it's a horse-drawn carriage or a donkey cart walking on it, it's really a body of dirt for driving a cart, and a bumpy butt for a car.

But today on this road, a large car is moving slowly on the loess road. The cart alone occupied the road where the two carriages were originally driven side by side, and the whole carriage was several zhang long, like a moving square altar, and in the center of the altar stood a cross of equal height.

It's just that on this cross, there is an embroidered banner decorated with a double-headed eagle. This half-human, half-bird giant eagle wears a golden crown on its head, a pair of bird claws on the lower half of its body, grasping a scepter and a skeleton respectively, and a dragon with a short claw torn in both hands is sending it towards its mouth.

In the eyes of this giant eagle, a blood-red divine light faintly shrouded the entire mobile altar.

On the altar, a strange dim halo appeared with this divine light, and wherever this halo was illuminated, the light in the air was strangely distorted. Whether it is trees or dead grass, rocks or dirt, all the original colors are stripped away, leaving only patches of monotonous gray-green hues.

As the monotonous color of the gray-green mixed with yellow rust expands outward, rust-like spots of lesions gradually emerge on the outer skin of the trees and the leaves of the dead grass.

The ants in the dirt ran out of the anthill in panic, not realizing that it was already a cold solar term, running on the ground without a head.

However, they quickly stopped, turned stiffly, and stumbled in pursuit of the altar in the distance.

At first only ants were like this, but then the voles that had spent the winter hiding in their burrows also came out of their heads in a demented manner, crawling close to the altar in a stiff posture. And the fat hares by the roots of the trees, and the sparrows that flocked in the woods, all rose out of their hiding places in such a neat manner, and followed the altar respectfully.

Next to the loess road, under an ancient pine, stands a simple shrine made of wooden planks. In the shrine is a stone statue, or rather, a stone slightly carved into a rough human form.

Because there is no tablet, it is difficult for someone majoring in folklore to tell whether this idol is the road and bridge god on the side of the road or the land god. It's just that in front of the stone statue, there are passers-by who use leaves as a lining plate, offering some acorns and dried wild berries.

The stone statue shone with a slight white aura, and these aura, the moment they met the blood-red aura on the altar, suddenly dispersed. The stone statue, which had been worshipped for an unknown number of years, exploded from it, and in the splash of stone chips, a small point of light like a firefly flew out, and was immediately swallowed up by the giant eagle on the banner without a trace.

The tall and thin bearded man standing under the banner of Jing was still dressed in a miscellaneous outfit that was incompatible with the surrounding scenery, and he was unaware of these visions that were happening around him. He just stared intently at the large mass of flesh on the altar, sheltered by the shadow of the eagle's banner and the cross.

It is a bit of an exactness to say that it is a piece of meat, it should be said that it is dozens of young women who have long since died, their bodies carefully divided into a tree-shaped pattern on the altar. At the base of the tree-shaped pattern, a huge dendrum-like gall rises. The tall, thin and gloomy-faced Iberin stared at the giant gall intently, and said softly:

"Hanging upside down on the sacred tree, Odin, the pagan god, acquired knowledge of the Rune script and magic. In the same way, I need you now to learn everything there is to know about combat in this era, and to grow up right away. ”

"In order for you to grow up healthily, I have prepared these virgin flesh and blood for you. Alchemists believed that the blood of the virgin was alive, and even some fools tried to maintain their youth and vitality by bathing in the blood of the virgin every day. The descendants of the cursed Cain, the Bloodborne, were just as greedy for this blood. ”

"I know you're just a kid now. It takes time for life to develop, so I decided to let you enter the mother's womb for the second time, into the womb that conceived life. The perfect place for life growth will make your bones and muscles as strong and perfect as the most powerful warriors. This is for the grace of God, and it is also for you to accept your destiny in advance. ”

Saying this, Ibelyn clenched the silver cross rosary in his hand in intoxication, and reverently said: "O general who was born for troubled times, your fate has been pointed out by the Father in heaven. Father, bless this second-born child from heresy and the devil, so that his whole life may be used by God, Amen. ”

With his congratulations, a hoarse and noisy voice rang out around the mobile altar: "...... For the sake of the Maharaja, for the sake of the One True Lord, beseech the grace of Naahura Mazda, Seram. ”

Looking around at the gray-green zombies under the altar, Iberin frowned unhappily: "I still don't like this kind of prayer, what fool thinks that the green-loving religion and the universal holy church that these zombies worship are cousins?"