With Yan City in sight, the rebels and demons attacking the city naturally discovered the approach of the Chongcheng army, and then divided into two legions, one was a completely demonized legion, and the other was the main force of the Beihai rebels.
Under the walls of Yancheng, countless Jing people and shell people filled the gullies and moats. At the same time, there were also some strange beasts that Meng Chang saw for the first time.
If compared with the Classic of Mountains and Seas, it is the well-fed ox and the resurrected corpse of Xia Geng.
Outside the city wall, you can't see the endless black clouds that cover the sky. You can't see the reality inside. Occasionally, some snake tails and tiger heads float in the black clouds, as if there are some powerful demons imprisoning them. , just like commanding these monsters.
The rebel army formation is approaching, but the monsters are still attacking the city. What can be seen from a distance are the Yan-character flags and Tantai-character flags fluttering in the wind on the city wall. Yancheng has not been breached yet, and Uncle Tantai is still leading the Yancheng legions to bathe in blood. Fight hard.
Chonghou Hu did not dare to be careless and immediately gave the order, and the army formed a formation to correspond with the approaching rebel army.
I saw a general in yellow armor riding a gray and blue dragon colt with a single horn from the rebel formation and slowly stepped forward, calling loudly: "Is Chonghou coming? Why don't we talk before the formation?"
Chonghou's tiger horse stepped forward and drove away the poor defender who wanted to protect him.
"The last time I saw Chonghou goodbye was thirteen years ago. We haven't seen each other for many years. Chonghou is getting old. The hair on his head is gray frequently, but he still lives up to his grand appearance when you and I conquered Guifang together thirteen years ago. "The middle-aged man in yellow armor said with a smile.
"Humph, Yuan Futong, although I am old, I am still more than enough to teach you a lesson." Chonghou Hu was not to be outdone.
"Why should Chonghou fight with me? You must have seen it. I won't obey the splendid power behind Futong? What can Beihai do? Why don't you and I join forces? Beihai will still be dominated by Chongcheng, and we can counterattack Chaoge together. , at that time, all the great sages will be in charge of the way of heaven, you will be the master of the song, and I will be the prince of the northern border, how about it?"
There was still a bit of helplessness in Yuan Futong's words. He raised his hand and pointed at the black clouds behind him, then spread his hands and explained.
"To be honest, I actually don't want to do this. I didn't invite these great sages. Now that the great sages have come out, why should we mortals go against the power of heaven? Let's just follow the will of heaven and do our best. Chonghou."
Everyone had some doubts. Although the conversation between the two generals before the battle was not spread throughout the entire army, for Meng Chang and other elites who were very smart and unusual, it was no different from making a public statement.
What does it mean? Wasn't this group of Beihai monsters released by Yuan Futong? Then who did this immoral thing?
Chengtang's seal was made using the Sky-Building Divine Stone. If these big demons had the ability to break the Sky-Building Divine Stone, they wouldn't have been sealed in the first place.
"You obey God's will, but do you know how many people died in the entire Yan City when the evildoer was born? How many people died in the entire Northern Xinjiang?"
Chong Houhu was furious, you didn't let go, you didn't resist, now you have become the leader, I sealed you in Beihai just because you can fight well, and sealed you in Beihai specially to prevent trouble before it happens, but it's good for you, something happened. Saying it's God's will and doing evil together.
Is this your attitude towards life as a prince and a landowner?
Yuan Futong also darkened his face: "It seems that I have overthought it. All previous Chonghous have always been pawns of the Yin and Shang Dynasties. Chonghou is determined to be the mantis whose arms are like chariots. Even if you don't think about yourself, the coalition of princes behind you will Aren’t you afraid too?”
After the last few shouts, no one from the coalition of princes dared to step forward and say "I'm not afraid". Just looking at the dense black clouds in the distance made most people tremble in their hearts.
Seeing that no one responded, Yuan Futong was overjoyed and continued: "The great sages have decreed that the land of the descendants will not only not disturb the people, but will also bless everyone with good weather and no natural disasters. Just sacrifice the Spring and Autumn Festival every year." .”
"This..." Many princes in the coalition of princes looked at each other. Is there such a good thing?
When Meng Chang saw this, he felt bad and immediately asked, "May I ask Marquis Yuan, what are the sacrifices and how many are they?"
Monsters don't eat people, so why bother? Fighting with you and telling you after the fight will help you get promoted and make a fortune, and then there will be no cost at all? This is how northern Myanmar deceives pigs.
Seeing the excited expressions of these princes, Meng Chang was still a little unsure. The operations behind the scenes in later film and television dramas were not necessarily due to the screenwriters being brainless. Often the most outrageous ones were real-life examples. Sometimes when a person is in the middle of the game, let alone There are many wise and powerful people who do stupid things when they are at a loss.
Yuan Futong muttered a few words, and the Chonghou Hu who was closest to him didn't quite hear him clearly.
The princes finally boldly asked: "May I ask the Marquis of Beihai, what is the sacrifice? How much should be sacrificed? Is it possible to use grain after the weather is good? As long as the crops grow well, we can still accept it."
"Grains? The great sages are not vegetarians. I'm afraid they don't want to eat meat."
"This...? That's fine. Sheep, dogs, and poultry are easy to talk about. You can feed them if you have food. Even if you want beef, it's not impossible. It's just that you can't eat too much meat."
"If they are really cattle and sheep, I'm afraid these monsters don't want these dumb livestock, but they want intelligent blood food."
Yuan Futong looked a little embarrassed, but it was not easy to make up random things. After thinking for a while, he had no worries.
Anyway, every family has been making living sacrifices in recent years. It just depends on who is offering sacrifices. In previous years, the sacrifices were small sacrifices to the gods of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and large sacrifices to the gods of the ancestors of the Cangtian Emperor. The wealthy princes had enough captives throughout the year, so it was not surprising that tens of thousands of people were offered sacrifices. When times of poverty were over, hundreds of people would be offered sacrifices.
Wouldn't it be the same with another god?
"Human sacrifices should be used. According to the population of each country, a country of ten thousand people should have a thousand people for each sacrifice, and so on." Yuan Futong said swornly.
Mengchang felt sick in his heart. He had been in this world for eighteen years. Every time he made sacrifices, he would feel strong discomfort in his heart. However, the times were like this. It would be fine if he was not thrown in to make sacrifices. He could not do anything. He could only take care of his family. The young man has given his father Meng Xiong his life on the battlefield in exchange for a chance.
At this time, the princes were already wavering, and Meng Chang felt a little worried in his heart, fearing that these princes would agree to Yuan Futong's request. After all, one is an invisible god, and there are constant natural and man-made disasters, and they have never been seen to maintain the righteousness of the world.
The disaster on the other side is the reality of impending disaster.
He had a big head. He originally thought he was slaying demons, but now he seems to be heading towards a battle of faith.
"Marquis Beihai, everything in the world is determined by heaven. The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are all gods. You and I are the queens of the Yellow Emperor. Naturally, the descendants of Zhuanxu cannot lack the rites of their ancestors. If we have to offer such a large number of living sacrifices, I Todoroki is not in danger, please ask the Hokkai Marquis and all the monsters... The Great Sage said to please one or two, is it possible to use grains or livestock?"
Some of the princes answered, and others also agreed. Yuan Futong was a little impatient. If possible, do I still need to sacrifice one of my own people?
"There is no need to discuss this matter. Gentlemen, this is not negotiating with you. This is an order from the great sages."
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The quiet atmosphere made Meng Chang a little uneasy. Suddenly, Mei Luan, Zhuo Shou and others around him drew their swords.
"Ugh~"
The continuous sound of drawing swords made Mengchang a little surprised. This... isn't it all about sacrifices? He didn't quite understand that different objects of sacrifice could make the princes strengthen their will.
Looking back, in future generations, if I had to give you a stick of incense, would you choose to offer incense to Yanhuang and Sanqing, or to offer incense to Shiva, God, and Amaterasu? Well, that last one is a bit insulting and might get you a spanking.
But for people nowadays, this is not a question of who to offer incense to.
You ask a normal person not to visit his father's grave, but every year during Qingming Festival, he has to visit the grave of an unknown person. This is not as simple as forgetting your ancestors. Don’t you feel cautious about offering sacrifices to lonely ghosts?
Chonghou Hu had a smile on his face. He would not pay attention to any conditions offered by Yuan Futong. Negotiating conditions with a demon is the same as borrowing land from Xibohou. If you don't return the loan after borrowing it, you will find someone to silence you in the end. I beat you for no reason.
"Hahahaha, sure enough, sure enough, trying to reason with you mediocre people is a waste of time." Yuan Futong's patience finally ran out, and with a wave of his hand, he dragged out more than ten people from the military formation.
"Everyone, let's see who these people are? Don't you want to watch your beloved nephews and descendants die?"
The rebel formation opened up, and those carried over were the sons of dozens of princes from the Zhengjing Army.
The one in the head had disheveled hair and scars all over his body. But Mengchang and Chonghou Hu could recognize this person at a glance.
Chong Yingluan.
