Since coming to the Dragon Court nine years ago to join the close army, Azheba has never felt so good, bending his bow, setting up arrows, loosening strings, and making it easier for him to reduce some unnecessary details.

After many failures such as mutinies and elections, Azheba finally regained his long-lost self-confidence on the battlefield.

Intrigue is not for him, he thought.

The cheers of the wind gradually subsided, and the armies on both sides retreated, while the lines were stretched and expanded in several directions, a sign of the arrival of a foreign enemy.

Azheba looked into the distance, and a black line appeared in the sky, gradually becoming thicker, and then branched out a thin line and creeped towards the battlefield.

He recognized the fluttering da, and the black horse was the symbol of the close attendants, corresponding to the white horse banner of the Khan king.

After looking at it for a while, Azheba slapped his horse and drove back to his own military formation, nodded slightly to the Dragon King, and reported the situation to the twelve-year-old commander: "It's the shaman of the close service army. ”

There is no exclusive state religion in Beiting, from princes and nobles to ordinary herdsmen, they can freely choose their beliefs, even if they believe in several at the same time, it is no problem, but all armies have a different number of shamans, which is a long-standing tradition, just like the warlocks in the army of the Great Snow Mountain.

These shamans praying for victory and cursing their enemies have long since become dispensable symbols, and it is no wonder that even the orthodox king Sun Shulitu was surprised by the news, "Shamans, what are they coming for?"

"Most of the officers of the Chamberlain were killed, and the soldiers probably chose them as their leaders. Azheba made a simple guess.

"Maybe they were the reason why the officer was killed. Gu Shenwei also made a simple guess.

Shu Litu showed a maturity that was not commensurate with his age, first glanced at the dragon king, the cooperation between the two was still very rough at this time, each was exploring each other's bottom line, and then said his opinion: "Anyway, they don't seem to be hostile, the commander of the thousand is leaving, you go to inquire about the other party's intentions, and the whole army is on alert." ”

Liman, who had just been given the post of commander in front of the battle, immediately answered the order and led a dozen soldiers to the messenger of the close attendants, and at about the same time, a small group of men and horses also drove out of the army of the Holy King, apparently carrying out the same order.

There were only more than 50 people in the team of envoys of the close army, and they drove directly to the center of the battlefield from the gap between the two armies, and the high black horse flag with a yellow background fluttered in the wind, without any timidity.

The distance was relatively close, and Gu Shenwei finally saw the appearance of those shamans clearly.

The Warlocks of the Great Snow Mountain are usually not much different from the soldiers, they wear whatever clothes they have, they have no special needs, but they never touch weapons such as swords.

The shaman in the North Court is different, the hat on his head is full of towering feathers, and even the clothes on his body seem to be made of feathers, and the characteristics are extremely obvious.

The bird-loving Saint King might like these people, Gu Shenwei thought to himself, thinking that this was like a joke, and he didn't say it.

Liman returned with his troops, with a look of doubt and disgust on his face," the great shaman invited the leaders of the two armies to talk, and he said...... He received an order from the Old Khan to put an end to the strife in the Dragon Court. ”

Liman obviously didn't believe this kind of statement at all, but as soon as his words came out, they immediately spread at a very fast speed, and Gu Shenwei could almost feel the emotions of reverence and fear gradually rising around him, like a flood, but the sane sober person was a tree that was about to be submerged.

"Please come with me to the Great Shaman. Shulitu took the initiative to make a request, avoiding the embarrassment of the dragon king.

Liman began to regret his directness, but it was too late to correct it, "Only three people can go, which is also the request of the great shaman." ”

There were only more than 50 close attendants, and in front of the two armies, they turned against the guests, and everyone glanced at the close attendants in the distance, and no one could resist.

Three people had already sailed out of the Saint King's army, and it seemed that they wanted to make a good impression on the great shaman.

Gu Shenwei nodded in agreement, "Please ask Your Highness to appoint a third person." ”

Fang Wen coughed several times, indicating that he was the best candidate, but Shulitu pointed to another person without hesitation, "Azheba, you used to be a close service officer, come with us." ”

There were seven shamans in total, the oldest being the Great Shaman, who was really old, wrapped in layers of feathers, and could barely distinguish between men and women, only a rough and muffled voice proved that he was a man.

The great shaman sat on his horse, raised his hands, raised his head to the sky, and chanted for a long time in the Beiting dialect as a sign of welcome to the leaders of the two armies.

Gu Shenwei didn't understand, and the people in Beiting who were present seemed to be in a fog, but their expressions were respectful and rarely revealed.

They did not respect shamans, but 100,000 close servants.

The three of them were the Holy King, the Wild Horse, and a newly established king, a young man in his twenties, who looked serious and nervous, as if he was not yet suitable for his identity.

With a smile on his face, the Saint King looked at the twelve-year-old Shulitu, occasionally glancing at the Dragon King, meaning "You have found a good puppet."

The Great Shaman finally finished praying, his voice hoarse, but with a sense of mystery like in a dream, "The old Khan is looking at you through my eyes, and he sees the foreigners. ”

In this way, the effect was obvious, and dozens of close guards bowed their heads at the same time, as if the old Khan King was beside him, and the eyes of the new king beside the Shengyue King became uncertain.

"The Mustang is my guard. The Saint King said in a casual tone, "Although he is from the Western Regions, he is likely to have been born in the North Garden, hehe, he can be regarded as going home." ”

Shu Litu's smile looked a little weak, but not a little nervous, "I believe that the old Khan King will be very happy to see the Dragon King, a foreigner, if the rumors are correct, before the Old Khan King ascended to heaven, he once summoned the Dragon King alone and invited him to drink at the same table, I don't know if it's true?"

The great shaman was stunned, his body shook suddenly, and then he began to shake slightly, and his eyes seemed to be closed, "Hmm...... Good...... The old Khan allowed the two foreigners to stay, and he still had a word to say to the dragon king. ”

The great shaman looked at the dragon king with a dull gaze, but he seemed to be looking into the distance, and paused for a moment before saying the old Khan king's instructions in the sky, "Mortals should have self-knowledge." ”

After saying this, the great shaman ended shaking and his eyes returned to normal, and he no longer looked at the dragon king, as if he had ignored this person.

The gazes of the dozens of close guards looking at the Dragon King became complicated.

Gu Shenwei and Shu Litu glanced at each other, both of them understood that the great shaman was playing tricks, "self-knowledge" was a vague word, and the right to interpret was in the hands of the great shaman, but before figuring out his true intentions, Gu Shenwei had no way to fight back.

King Shengyue narrowed his eyes, "It's good to be able to listen to the voice of the old Khan King again, does he still want us to go to heaven to accompany him?"

He hadn't forgotten what happened in the camp of the close guards, if it weren't for the desperate protection of the guards, he would have become the companion of the old Khan like several princes and hundreds of officers and generals.

"It was a test. The Great Shaman explained coldly, "Either the heavens serve the old Khan king, or stay in the world to carry out the old khan's will, everyone has a certain number." ”

The king patted his chest, "I am much more relieved when the great shaman says this, I still think that it is unfilial piety for me to escape my surname." ”

Shulitu bowed his head slightly, "May my father's spirit rest in peace in heaven." ”

The great shaman straightened his body, as if possessed by a god again, and said loudly: "The old Khan has decreed that from this moment on, the holy blood must not be killed again, and the descendants of the Khan will immediately cease fighting." ”

The great shaman seemed to finish speaking, but his body was still stiff and straight, and the king stroked his beard, "It is great that the old Khan king ordered a truce, but did he appoint a successor? ”

"Yes. ”

As soon as the great shaman said this, both sides pricked up their ears, and even Gu Shenwei raised his attention, no matter how ashamed this god stick was, if he could get affirmation from his mouth, it would be supported by 100,000 close servants, which almost meant that the sweat position was in hand.

"The demon bird came to the world, the living beings were devastated, my king lost his head, and the gods were uneasy. The one who destroys the demon bird and finds the king's head is the new Khan King of Beiting. ”

The Great Shaman did not specifically emphasize the "bloodline of the Khan King", which is a self-evident thing for the people of Beiting.

"Demon Bird, where did the Demon Bird come from, why haven't I heard of it?" the Saint King was the first to ask.

The Great Shaman fulfilled his mission, stopped talking, closed his eyes and looked up to the sky, as if receiving a message from above.

A younger shaman explained, "The demon bird is a big bird with a red top and red eyes, which eats human flesh, sucks blood and sucks juice, and it did not dare to come when the old Khan King was alive, and on the night of the old Khan's ascension to heaven, it appeared from the far north and flew all the way south, and you were so busy fighting that you did not notice the sign of damnation." If the Demon Bird is allowed to traverse the grassland from north to south, the North Court will fall into division forever. So it has to be eliminated here. ”

King Shengyue's eyes widened in surprise, and he turned to look at Gu Shenwei, "Doesn't the Dragon King also have a big bird?" It seems that he is also red-capped and red-eyed, so he won't be related to it, right?"

"I didn't know until I saw it. ”

Everyone looked up at the sky like the great shaman, as if an ogre bird would fall from the sky at any moment.

The young shaman reminded the leaders of the two armies, "Before killing the demon bird and recovering the king's head, no war shall be fought within a radius of 500 miles from the Dragon Court. ”

With that, the young shaman deliberately glanced at Azheba one more time, his eyes full of hatred, and then turned his horse away.

King Shengyue frowned, this matter was also an accident for him, as one of the ten kings, he was treated as a "mortal" by two shamans in the army, which made him very unhappy, "Hey, if one party kills a bird and the other party finds his head, what should it be counted?"

No one answered, and the shaman was already gone.

The Holy King laughed twice and looked at the new king beside him, "Do you really take their words seriously?"

"But...... There really are demon birds, isn't there?" the new king glanced at the dragon king in a panic.

After everyone stopped talking, Shulitu spoke, "I think it's better for us to stop the war, the 100,000 soldiers and the soldiers on both sides believe in the old Khan King and the demon bird, we have to believe it too." ”

On the way back to his own formation, Shulitu asked, "Does the Dragon King really have a big bird like that?"

Gu Shenwei nodded, but he was very puzzled in his heart, when the young shaman described the magic bird, he said "specializing in eating human flesh, sucking blood and sucking juice", the first half of the sentence is relatively accurate, but the second half of the sentence is not the habit of the Dapeng bird, but the most obvious feature of pecking eyeballs is not mentioned at all.

(To be continued)