Three days later, as the entire cemetery of the prophet Ferran was emptied, the center of the huge red clay city, leaving only a huge pothole, all the Muyako people were replaced by the falcon soldiers who rushed over, the cold wind rolled up the red dust, the dry and cold climate, let the red dust shroud the sky over the red clay city, and it did not go for a long time, and even covered the light of the sun in the sky, in the center of the red clay city of the Muyako people, because of the excavation, a huge annular mound was expanded, and a large amount of red soil was piled up, almost more than one-third of the area of the red clay city, so that many residents。 had to live in tents and caves outside the city,

The sun rose from the distant horizon, like a sharp sword to dispel the cold fog of the night, in the morning, when most of the Muyako people were still asleep, the fat man stood on the circular slope, the cold wind stirred his unusual black hair, and his eyes were blazing at the sun in the sky,

Hundreds of soldiers of the Third Banner Regiment in the distance were laboriously wrapping a dozen or so heavy black objects neatly stacked with waterproof cloths, and then fixing them with hemp ropes, and then using hoisting pulleys one by one to transfer them to the carriages next to them, "hiss"

A low neighing of war horses sounded in the distance, and a flat carriage pulled by eight healthy horses trembled slightly, and on the hips of the war horses, there were imprints belonging to the Third Banner Regiment of the Falcon South, and the weighing bars and ruts below were also specially reinforced,

This is the logistics regiment of the Third Banner Regiment in the South, and the general military logistics carriages are two and four, but this time eight horses were rarely sent,

But even so, as the lifting weight finally landed firmly on it after it broke away from the crane, the huge flatbed carriage was shaken by vibration, and it could be seen that the weight of these things was very large. At the moment when they began to pull, the eight horses were a little restless and restless, and even let out a low neigh, and the heavy hooves sank deep into the ground, and the solid ruts needed to be pushed by the soldiers before they could turn slowly, leaving two clear and distant wheel marks on the dry and cold ground

For these important items, the fat man demanded that Reposti must be guaranteed to be foolproof,

Otherwise, any point is damaged. It's all a crime against an entire era, and few people know what these things represent, which is the capital that will transform the Falcon Empire from a regional country into a truly huge empire, and the real source that is about to sweep this era,

When later historians studied the Falcon Dynasty and marched towards a true imperial power, it was not the Falcon that was hailed as the first military strategist of the millennium. Those glorious terrible achievements that make any military scientist ashamed, but those machines that suddenly appeared in that era and led to the reform of the entire era.

Where do these things come from? Who are the makers of them? These historical breakpoints are always the things that historians like to tangle with the most, and it is really because of the entanglement that they will never give up research. Of course, in the books of the empire, historians will see such a record

"December 22, 2nd year of the Falcon Empire calendar. The Muyako inventor Ferran, who invented the most primitive steam engine in the south of Salander, and used it in the weaving of cloth "to talk about it, there is almost no previous connection, as if it appeared out of thin air, as for the prophet Ferran or something, it will never be circulated in the canonical history,

And as an important part of the empire in later generations, hundreds of years later, there is no Salander who will still remember the existence of the sky prophet Ferran.

Their spiritual leader is only one, Parschena, who is known as the prophet of the New World, and the religious leader who once led the entire era, the prophet Ferran, who was a peerless mechanic, is thus preserved in the classics as a scientist, of course, this is mainly from the Falcon Majesty's respect for this person,

The fat man is unwilling to let such a great figure be drowned by the smoke and tide of history, "Have you confirmed the safety of the route?"

The fat man watched the convoy finally disappear into the distance, and then asked cautiously again, for the fat man's worries, Reposti responded with great certainty, "Your Majesty can be put down, there will be absolutely no problem, I have transferred 1,000 soldiers, and there are 200 scout cavalry along the way to go forward to guard!"

He saw that His Majesty the Falcon valued these unknown things, so he said again, "Actually, we can use manpower to dig up the last huge tomb door, and I believe that we can make more brilliant discoveries without having to evacuate now."

"No need" The fat man looked at the distant sky, shook his head with a few consciences and said, "We have gained enough, and I also believe that with the mind and wisdom of the prophet Phelan, he will never be stupid enough to put the last secret by his side, but behind the tomb gate, what will be left to the greedy will not be a treasure, but a miserable end from which it will never be recovered."

"No more......," Reposti's face changed, and he remembered the scene of the collapse of the tomb, which was perhaps a warning precursor

"Yes, according to the legend of our people, it is also said that those who disturb the Prophet's sleep will bring the scourge of extermination!" Muyakodir nodded very vigorously beside him, "but ......" Reposti wanted to continue

"That's it," the fat man interrupted him with a firm wave of his hand, in fact, he had already seen the thick murderous intent behind the huge tombstone,

"I'm afraid that even a kind-hearted prophet wouldn't like people who are too greedy!" the fat man took a deep breath, and glanced at the carving of the prophet Ferran at the top of the steps with a deep gaze, the figure and smile that brought people warmth were not exactly kind, but also full of compassion

If you don't guess wrong, the location of the huge final tombstone should be the middle line of the Red Clay City, if the entire Red Clay City is compared to a house, the huge tombstone is likely to be the load-bearing wall of the house, once it is really dug up, the entire Red Clay City will all tilt down,

A large amount of earth and rocks will be like an unstoppable flood, and the 10,000 catties of earth cubes equivalent to the Red Earth City will be enough to bury all the people inside

"What about this hollow?" Reposti asked with some concern, "We have not dug up the final tombstone, but no one dares to guarantee that there will be no latecomers who plan to move this tombstone, this time the matter is so big, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes are looking at it, I believe that there will be relevant rumors spread soon, the burial place of the prophet Ferran is enough to attract a lot of coveted eyes!" The void cannot be left behind, let the earth be calm, respect every life, believe in the prophet and do not want anyone to disturb his sleep anymore, just fill it with earth!

A relieved solemnity flashed across Muyakodir's face,

After all, this is the holy place of the Muyako tribe, watching the unknown "holy relics" being moved out, his heart can't help but feel uneasy, that terrible prophecy, has been entangled in him for several days without a good night's sleep, in the dream, he even dreamed that the entire red clay city has fallen underground, that terrible scene, let him wet clothes

Two days later, in the early hours of the morning, the sun had not yet come out,

Tens of thousands of Muyako gathered outside the Red Clay City, all of them carrying a bag of red clay on their backs without exception, the Muyako were about to go to the south, and large and small items were also piled up on the Guangping outside the city, before leaving, Muyakodir gathered them all,

"Let's get started!

The fat man sat down on the slope and nodded to Muyakodir, who raised his hand high,

Tens of thousands of Muyako people with dirt bags began to push the surrounding earthen walls, and the huge red clay walls were torn down, and a large amount of earth fell along the empty collapse point, the gap was filled, and tens of thousands of people trampled on it until it was completely tamped into the real ground, and there was no longer a trace of ruins

"Knock knock

The rhythm is slow and energetic, the whole row of Muyako girls moved with the rhythm, the body was dazzling, the slender ten fingers, with the rhythm, turned into a neat and graceful beauty, the silver light at the wrist and ankle was trimmed, in the air, there was a crisp sound of metal impact, and more than 1,000 people kept opening and closing a delicate flower.

This is the passionate and coquettish coexistence of thousands of Muyako girls, in their homeland, the last time to dance the dazzling war dance, with the drum finally stopped, all the Muyako people knelt down, bowed their heads, affectionately held the red clay on the ground,

"Praise the prophet for showing me the way!" the fat man heard Muyakodir next to him with tears on his face, his head on the ground, and whispered, "I want to see the color of the sea, will you come to see me?" Muyako beauty Ash curled up in the fat man's arms, with a pretty face and a delicate face, but with an inseparable charm and temptation, although it was difficult to let go, this sentence showed that Ash still decided to follow the family to Moro in the south

"I promise, I will!" The fat man hugged her tightly, and the white and red ice muscles and jade bones dazzled in the morning light.

"Stomping" A black-armored cavalry in the distance rushed quickly, gradually expanding from a black dot

"Urgent military report!" The sound of the scout cavalry had already made many Muyako people look sideways, and the galloping hooves of the horses made a guard captain frown slightly

"Stop, what's wrong? Why are you so nervous," the captain of the guard stopped him

"Our convoy has encountered an unknown attack on the way!" the scout cavalry panted and pulled the war horse violently, and said impatiently, "Although the enemy was repulsed, in the battle, there was still a cargo that fell to the ground because the war horse was frightened!"

"What!" The captain's pupils shrank unnaturally, and his face turned pale (to be continued.) )