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Hearing this, the soldiers who were unable to fight, and whose hearts were full of dissatisfaction, let out wolf-like howls, cheers, and were full of longing.

Let Wen Da Heavenly Master be a little unconsciously excited, and he couldn't imagine when he brought out a group of hungry wolves.

"Heavenly Master, there is Gubeikou ahead!"

Pharmacist Guo, who led the way, just pointed to the undulating pass in front of him, and said to Wen Fei in a trembling voice.

I have always known that the Great Song army is strong, but how strong it is, there is no bottom before. But today, when I saw these Song soldiers hungry wolf-like fighting **, I knew that the morale of this army was extremely high.

However, this was not the most frightening thing for him, what frightened him was that there was a pro-army led by Wen Da Tianshi himself, and the number was not very large, about 10,000 cavalry. There was no sound along the way, and I didn't even hear their voices when they cheered just now.

Guo Yaoshi had heard the name of this army for a long time, it was called Fanbing. I know that this army is the cavalry recruited from those Fanren tribes when Wenda Heavenly Master conquered Tibet back then. It is said that in the war with the Western Xia of Tibet, he made countless meritorious achievements.

Even the most elite in Western Xia, even the Liao State had a headache, Iron Harrier, saw this army change color on his face, and even collapsed directly later.

You must know that the Iron Harrier is the most famous cavalry in Western Xia, and it is the trump card among the aces in the Western Xia army, and has always been known for being fearless of death.

This cavalry was well-armed, and could not penetrate on good horses, heavy armor, and stabs, and was twisted with hooks and cables, although it did not fall on a dead horse. Even before the appearance of the Mongol Iron Cavalry, which claimed to dominate the world, it was the fiercest cavalry in the world and the nightmare of all party enemies.

Whether it is the army of the Great Song Dynasty or the Liao State, they have all suffered in front of this iron harrier.

But on the battlefield of the Great Song army's destruction of Western Xia, the Iron Harrier ran into the army under the Wen Datianshi. The two sides fought a decisive battle, and the tragedy was simply indescribable.

Eventually, the remnants of the Iron Harrier began to flee. There were 3,000 soldiers, and less than 500 people died.

In ancient cold weapon wars, the army had to retreat if one man or horse was lost in battle. Those who can insist on two or three percent casualties are already the elite of the elite. Until modern times, the army was able to sustain more than half of the casualties.

And these soldiers lost eighty percent of the battle, and after the iron harrier fled, they rushed into the battle formation of the Western Xia army.

This time, when I saw these terrible ghosts wrapped in blood all over their bodies, like rushing out of hell. The Western Xia army collapsed without a fight. Where did these soldiers rush to? Wherever the Western Xia army refused to resist. Either flee or surrender. The Great Song army took the opportunity to storm and annihilated the main force of Western Xia in World War I.

Since then, this army has become famous all over the world. After Wen Fei re-named the Divine Punishment Army, it was replenished to 10,000 again.

Now in front of such a silent army. Pharmacist Guo felt an unspeakable pressure. Peeking at this army, not only is it silent, but the luxury of the equipment is also dazzling.

All of them are heavy armor, and although they are not wearing them now, they are hunched on the horses around them, and they will only wear them when they are in battle. All of them are riding spears more than a foot long, and the thick and sharp three-edged spear head makes people imagine that they are under this kind of spear head. No matter how strong and heavy the armor is, it can only be pierced by light yì.

Guo Yaoshi was distracted by this army, but he heard Wen Fei ask, "Is Gubeikou ahead?"

Wen Fei didn't wait for Pharmacist Guo's answer, and he didn't need his answer. In front of it is the winding Yanshan Mountain Range, which separates the outside of the Saiwai and the land of Youyan, on the top of the towering and undulating mountains. The old Great Wall just hovers over the top of the mountain.

The Liao people have been defeated miserably, even if it is such a strategic place, the gateway to Youzhou, but there is no one to guard. Looking at the thousand-year-old Xiongguan danger just empty in front of him, Wang Hou's heart was only left with infinite emotion.

More than 100 years ago, the Khitan tribe, under the leadership of a generation of heroic Yelu Abaoji, did not know how many times they broke through from here to the south, rampant Youyan, and even reached the south of the Yellow River.

Then there was the Shi'er Emperor, who had been stinking for thousands of years, and gave the sixteen states of Yanyun to the Khitans. Since then, such an important military town in the Han and Tang dynasties, the gateway to the north of the Central Plains, has been occupied by the Khitans.

Let those Khitans have unimpeded passage all the way to the south, and millions of iron horses can reach Tokyo City at any time. It's like a sword of Damocles hanging over the head of the Great Song Dynasty, which may fall at any time.

In the blink of an eye, it has been another hundred years, but the Khitans have lost even the ability to arrange defenses in such a key pass, and only one Youzhou city is left to survive.

In the original time and space, the more vicious Jurchens, carrying the cold wind between the white mountains and black waters outside the Saiwai, swept out from here again until they overturned the world?

And now an army of Han people with banners waving and morale like a rainbow is going to start a decisive battle with the Jurchens here. even had to smash the Yellow Dragon and hit the Jurchens' hometown.

For a while, people can't think of themselves!

The wind suddenly became stronger, and the sky was bright and white, and suddenly it dimmed, but countless dark clouds rolled in from the sky and piled up in the distance. But the rain is coming, sweeping the land, shrouding the mountains and rivers in a darkness.

In the dark clouds on the horizon, lightning flashed a hideous description, reflecting the heavens and the earth in uncertain light, and the wind became stronger and stronger, sweeping over the spring meadow, only making a terrible whistling sound.

At this time, between the light and the extinction, an ancient building like a giant dragon seemed to crouch in the middle of the mountain with the ups and downs of the mountain......

Sitting high in the original hall, a group of city-state warriors rushed in, they knelt at the feet of the Great Heavenly Master, and swore allegiance to the Great Heavenly Master, and no one remembered the original city lord and high priest for a long time.

Warriors with feathers on their heads are divided into classes according to the number of feathers on their heads. The tallest is a strong man with three feathers on his head, his whole body is pitch black, and his face is actually five or six points similar to Li Gui.

These Native Americans were originally yellow. looks a little similar to the Song people, but in fact, it is normal.

In particular, the city-state of Capac, although deep in the rainforest, actually fled here from the outside more than two hundred years ago. Most of them are tall and very different from the original natives of the rainforest.

The original indigenous tribes of the rainforest, who were short in stature and had brown skin, were so-called red people. However, the so-called red people were originally just a branch of the yellow race.

"I'm going to change the name of this city-state, and it will be called Fuyuan City in the future!" the voice of the Great Celestial Master Wen sounded directly in the heart of a certain warrior.

Although none of the gods understood them, why should they change the name of the city-state they had long been accustomed to? But now the lord and the high priest had died at the hands of that demon, who had been destroyed by their sun god.

Now every word that Master Wen said no one questioned or thought about it. The civilization of this city-state is still very primitive, and most people, except for the rulers, are very simple and do not have so many fancy intestines.

Now that Master Wen has already said that he has changed his name, everyone doesn't understand it. But they all cheered.

Master Wen said, "In the future, I will teach you a new language, which is the language that I use as your gods. Each and every one of you has to learn ......"

He paused, knowing of course that it was impossible for everyone to learn to read at a time of low productivity. Naturally, Wenda Heavenly Master will not pay attention to this, but he wants everyone to learn Chinese, so as to realize his Wenda Heavenly Master's civilization transformation plan.

All cheered again, learning the language of their gods. This reason is simply too sufficient for these city-state warriors who regarded faith as a qiē. In any American civilization, the life and wars of a qiē revolved around the sacrifice of the gods.

"And now, I will give you new names, these pious warriors under my seat. As the only three-feathered warrior in the city, I will call you ...... Ghost Li!"

The warrior who was really five points similar to Ghost Li's chief didn't know his evil taste for worshipping gods devoutly. Instead, he was moved to tears, knelt on the ground and shouted, and then pulled out a small obsidian knife and slashed it a few times in his face, and immediately blood flowed all over the ground.

After staying in this ghost place for a long time, Master Wen has long been accustomed to these indigenous people mutilating themselves at every turn, and knows that this is a ritual to show loyalty. I didn't say anything more!

It's just that this guy was originally five or six points similar to Ghost Li, which is ugly enough, and he still has tattoos on his face, and if he cuts his face a few times at this moment, it will be even more ugly. Let Wen Da Heavenly Master not want to see more.

No matter how ugly he looks, he can't be scared. But such a stinky appearance always affects appetite, doesn't it?

Waving his hand to let Ghost Li go down, the samurai with two feathers in the second row, Wenda Heavenly Master was not so interested in naming them one by one.

simply used the surnames among the hundred family names to arrange, followed by numbers, and called them one by one. Zhao Yi, Qian Yi...... In this way, all the way down, they were all given names.

Immediately, every samurai who was given a new name was extremely grateful. It is an incomparably honourable honor to be given a name by the gods. One by one, they cut their faces and swore that they would be loyal to the great sun god, and that they would give the great sun god more captives to hold blood sacrifices to please the gods.