It's night, the Qingyang tribe's army is in the big tent.
As more and more corpses were brought back, the Qingyang Department, which was originally preparing to march to Ji Town, had to stop. Fortunately, the behavior of stationing on the spot was effective after all, and the murderer who attacked the Qingyang Department did not dare to go straight to the army camp.
But although the murderer had no intention of breaking in, he obviously had no intention of leaving.
It had just reached midnight, and the edge of the camp had already been attacked twelve times. Every time, the murderer would come in and kill indiscriminately, and then ride away before the army could surround them, leaving only the burning tents and corpses everywhere.
The murderer didn't seem to have any other purpose. He didn't want to destroy any food supplies, nor did he want to assassinate any high-ranking generals.
It was just killing people. It seemed that the murderer was just here to kill people.
"Is this crazy?"
Such behavior is difficult for many prairie warriors to understand. You must know that if you kill too many people, the blood evil will enter your brain, and you may even turn into a madman who thinks about nothing but killing. Therefore, even if you have to kill someone, you must kill someone. , he would also go to a wizard to restore his peace afterwards.
After all, they are not born talents with great courage. Who can really guarantee that they can truly recover from madness?
But facing the current situation, these prairie warriors had to admit that some lunatics might really be good at fighting.
"No! He's awake!"
In the Chinese army's tent, the head of the Qingyang Department, He Laijiaohu, punched several cases.
"Those wounds are not something that ordinary madmen can cut! Burns, frostbite... these are beyond human power! That is a master who can already control the evil spirit!"
"And this is probably a master among masters who can control two bloody weapons."
Another leader spoke, Bulu Lone Niu, who was also one of the leaders of the Qingyang tribe.
"Do any of you still remember the last time such a master appeared?"
"Last time……"
The faces of all the leaders in the big tent were not very good-looking.
Although that time was a long time ago, these leaders have also seen from family records that it was when the Yu Dynasty in the south was in its final years, and when the Chen Dynasty had just risen.
At that time, the leader of the royal court in Mobei should still be called a Chanyu. Each generation of Chanyu was killed from a group of brothers, so each generation of Chanyu was as aggressive as a wolf - and after discovering After those southerners actually started fighting, the Shanyu, who was known as Ghost Head at that time, naturally would not miss this good opportunity.
Therefore, Guitou Shanyu decisively seized this fleeting opportunity, mobilized his troops and horses, and led his army southward.
The war went smoothly at the beginning. Dayu, who fought on two fronts, was defeated after struggling to support himself. But just when Guitou Shanyu thought that after the destruction of Dayu, he could easily defeat the so-called Dachen like he conquered Dayu, something unexpected happened.
Facing Guitou Shanyu's so-called 150,000-strong grassland army, only one person from the emerging so-called Chen Dynasty came.
It was a terrifying man over one foot tall, carrying thirteen weapons on his back.
The battle lasted for a day and a night, but it was more of a one-sided massacre than a battle. Only a few thousand of the so-called 150,000-strong prairie army fled back, and the rest were all killed by those thirteen weapons.
As for Guitou Shanyu himself, after fleeing for three days and two nights, he was beheaded at the foot of Xiangping Mountain in Youzhou. Even his head was made into a wine vessel and kept in the Nanchen Ancestral Temple.
Later, the grassland tribes gradually learned from the rumors from the southerners that the terrifying giant who had done such a deed was none other than Emperor Gao, the great ancestor of the Chen Dynasty.
However, none of the grassland tribes thought that the terrifying giant man who was more than one foot tall could really be considered a human being. They would rather believe that he was the devil, the embodiment of the cold wind in Mobei, and the messenger of the Changsheng Heaven to punish the grassland people.
But now, the story that should only exist in legends is now before everyone's eyes.
"...No, no, no."
He Laijiao was the first to shake his head.
"Everyone also knows that it is extremely difficult to control one blood evil weapon. Controlling multiple blood evil weapons at the same time, the blood evil energy will interfere with each other, and even experts will fall into madness... Indeed, I admit, Emperor Gao, the great ancestor of Nanchen, could do it back then, but how many years could a monster like that, which can't even be counted as a human being, appear?"
"this……"
All the leaders hesitated.
It seems that this is indeed the case. Not to mention anything else, the terrifying figure of more than one foot is already a once-in-a-thousand-year encounter. Coupled with that ability, it is probably not an exaggeration to say that it is a once-in-a-million-year encounter.
And how long has it been since Chen Liguo was established? Is it two hundred years?
"That is to say..."
"Actually, it was two people who committed the crime, or in other words, it must be two people."
At this moment, Harai Kaku felt that he had discovered the truth of the problem.
"Look at these corpses. I don't recognize the burns, but the frostbite on this corpse... Do you want to take a closer look?"
"It's a bit like the cold wind in Mobei, cruel, decisive, and as sharp as a knife."
The leader looked through the corpses on the ground and quickly made a judgment.
"But the wound itself... was it made by an axe?"
"Yeah, so count how many of them actually use axes?"
He Laijiaohu's eyes narrowed.
"Prairie warriors usually use fast horses and light swords. Those who can't afford a sword use bones. Generally, no one knows how to use heavy weapons like axes. As for the southerners...the southerners either use swords or spears. For them, the ax is more of a tool for chopping wood, and no one would use it as a weapon."
So if you calculate it this way, there seems to be only one person who uses an ax as a weapon.
That is He Xiqing's younger brother, He Xixuan, who holds the ancestral ax "Shuangluo".
"That boy He Xiqing lied to us. His brother is not dead at all."
He Laijiaohu's face darkened.
"Sure enough, this white-eyed wolf has long had the idea of betraying the Qingyang tribe. Not only did he send troops without permission to monopolize Ji Town, he even used fake death to place his younger brother in Jizhou... Yes, that's it. , after he breaks through Ji Town and releases the mad dog Liu Yanran, he will let his brother and Liu Yanran work together to destroy our Qingyang tribe, one in the dark and the other in the dark!"
"this……"
All the leaders were so shocked that they were speechless for a long time.
Although at the beginning, these bosses thought that Kalashaku Arc's reaction was a bit too much, but after Kaura Kakuaku continued to talk, they actually vaguely heard some of the truth in it.
Indeed, this seems to be something that He Xiqing can do. After all, He Xiqing usually compares himself to the sky and does everything in his way. Now he is using this method to deal with the Qingyang Department... It seems Does it really make sense?
But how did the boy named He Xiqing come up with this wild layout idea?
Could it be said that this man named He Xiqing really has wisdom as vast as the sky?
"I heard there is a saying among southerners, which is that before fighting outside, you must first make peace at home."
He Laijiaohu raised his head and looked at the leaders in front of him.
"Since this white-eyed wolf has long been thinking of attacking the Qingyang tribe, we must get rid of this traitor before going south!"
"But……"
All the leaders looked at each other.
The idea is good, but the march of the army is still a problem at the moment. Although the two masters hiding in the dark never attacked the army directly, their tarsal maggot-like harassment was enough to immobilize the army.
"Call the wizards over, it's their turn to take action."
He Laijiaohu clenched his fists.
"This battle was originally prepared for the masters of Nanchen. Now is the time to use them."
