Along with the raging fire, black smoke rose from the forest, fiery red with black, as if destruction was steaming in the bright light.
[The God of the Four Seasons is activating]
Luo Qingling held the God of the Four Seasons in her hand, and the four breaths of warm, hot, cool, and cold alternated on her body.
There was a roar in the sky, like thunder in the clear sky, and she felt that her entire soul began to float toward an unknown place.
In her eyes, a horizontal white line appeared between the sky and the earth. Above the white line were countless winds, rain, thunder, frost, rain and snow. Clouds rolled in from the wind, light rose from thunder and lightning, and the cold was Created by Bai Xue, it looks like the gods above the nine heavens are driving their divine power.
[Luck points-123573, remaining luck points 3094235]
Thousands of miles away in Winter City, in the ancestral temple, there are wooden sandalwood and green smoke, and there are many gods. The temple is a little dark. Luo Xizhi is kneeling on the futon, with a solemn face. Above him, is the Luo family's artifact—— The Heart of the Medical Saint is an artifact of extremely high status.
[Earth Level·Heart of the Medical Saint (Who is the savior? The Medical Saint!): This item can only be used by the direct descendants of the Luo family. The direct line of the Luo family activates this item. With the worship of the descendants of the Luo family and the development of medicine, the Sacred Heart of the Sacred Heart If you take the medicine and take it, you will gain the aura of medical aura. Those who obtain the aura of medical aura will enter the epiphany stage of medical aura at a special moment. Please explore the specific situation by yourself. 】
For the Luo family, this artifact is necessary for survival. It is a sacred object that protects the clan. After prostrating, Luo Xizhi carefully removed the drop-shaped heart blood from the heart of the medical saint. The drop of heart blood was red all over the body. It was also mixed with traces of sacred golden color, emitting bursts of fragrance. Luo Xizhi couldn't help but smile on his face, thinking about who to hand it over to use.
Huh?
The sudden and significant decrease in the foundation made Luo Xizhi's hands tremble. He immediately knew that the God of the Four Seasons had been activated. Just activating it cost so many luck points!
It is indeed a unique artifact of King Zhaosheng. It is really unbearable for these descendants to use it.
As the initiator of the artifact, Luo Qingling could clearly feel the immense amount of luck being infused into the God of the Four Seasons. She felt most that this was just the activation!
[The God of the Four Seasons is in use, the luck points are -112436, and the remaining luck points are 2981799. 】
Thousands of miles apart, Luo Xizhi and Luo Qingling looked horrified at the same time. Luo Qingling had already felt the infinite power. She felt as if she had become the supreme god.
She could see every movement of airflow in the air, and those transparent, white airflows were surrounding her extremely actively.
Those spots seemed to be praising, as if celebrating, as if dancing, and her movements were full of infinite power.
As long as the luck points are still being instilled, she only needs to give an order, and the strong wind coming from the nine heavens will destroy everything in an instant.
But she gave up, and the surging truth made her feel scared.
In the eyes of everyone around her, Luo Qingling's whole body was motionless, and her huge momentum was like a mountain bearing down on her.
Then she opened her eyes.
She never spoke, but almost all her direct descendants understood what she said. The activation of the God of the Four Seasons consumes such a huge amount of resources. If it is used with all its strength, the resources consumed will be astronomical.
That would be an unbearable pain for the family!
But if we don’t use family heritage, we have to use something else to drive it. Is there anything in this world that is omnipotent?
The blood and soul of Luo's direct lineage!
Inherited from the bloodline of King Su, the supreme god, after the first thousand years, Ji Zhao's status was greatly improved. Hundreds of years later, Ji Zhao began to join the way to replace the sky. This bloodline became more and more sacred, and the emperor could Cut away the destiny and use the movable artifact, which has endless wonderful uses!
Luo Qingling was the initiator of the artifact, and she was bound to die. Now she needed more blood and soul to activate the artifact, so she opened her eyes.
Luo Chengzhi's eyes were about to burst as he left, and he shouted loudly from a distance: "Sister, stop, without the help of the strong wind, I can still annihilate the Hu army!"
Luo Qingling laughed loudly and said: "Brother, don't be brave. Instead of doing this, after I launch the strong wind, you can kill everyone and bring enough barbarians to bury us. Isn't it just for the sake of me and my direct descendants? Is this such a great undertaking?”
"Brother, sister is right, brandish your sword, carry all the anger and fire, and reach the place where you will eventually arrive."
Luo Chengzhi's eyes fell on the speaking Luo girl, his cousin, a sixteen-year-old girl. He once hunted a white tiger, and gave the sharpest tooth to this sister.
A bright light emitted from Luo Qingling's hand. The little girl stepped into the light without hesitation. She leaned back and faced the sky. Blood burst out from dozens of places all over her body, red blood. Turning into a trickle, her body gradually became illusory and even transparent!
Phew~
Huhu~~
Huhuhu~~~
The sky is clear and the sun is bright, and the next moment there are dark clouds over the city.
The wind is gentle and smooth, and the next moment there is a strong wind.
"Brother, it's time for you to go!"
Luo Qingling's voice was heavy with determination, and Luo Chengzhi took off his visor with tears in his eyes. He lost two sisters in a war. He must kill them faster, otherwise in order to maintain the strong wind, he said Maybe a third person would go to die, his aunt, sister, sister, niece. Watching these people die in front of him, he would go crazy.
"Emperor Su Wang has given us a divine weapon, and the wind god will help us destroy all enemies. Son of Winter, follow the oracle of Su Wang, charge with me, and kill all the barbarians!"
The heat wave formed by the billowing black smoke and flames surged crazily down the hill under the strong wind. This sudden and extreme change was not caused by human power, but by God. This scene was a miracle, the legendary wind and rain. .
Compared with the excited Winter Luo family, the Hu people were naturally in chaos. The smoke mixed with poisonous smoke had just rushed down, and soldiers fell one after another.
Luo Shi has studied medical skills for so many years, and his research on poisons is also very strong. However, this method is too cruel, extremely uncontrollable, and can easily hurt others and himself, so Luo Shi does not use it often.
Those Hu soldiers who fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth frightened the other soldiers. Anyone who saw these comrades who died without contact and were twisted in extreme pain couldn't stand it anymore and retreated one after another. , want to avoid this black smoke.
The vague uneasiness in Murong He's heart finally subsided, because the facts proved to him that Luo Shi did have a back-up plan, and his uneasiness was quite reasonable.
But now Murong He's face and eyes were full of panic. He was dumbfounded and speechless. The sudden strong wind reminded him of not very good things, especially when the strong wind caused faults. blow!
This strong wind is not blowing along the way. It can be seen from the forest on the hill. The leaves of the trees a few meters apart are motionless. There is no wind at all. From the place where the fire burned, endless waves suddenly appear. wind.
Anyone can see that this is not normal!
As for the smoke and dust in the wind, as well as the wind that was obviously mixed with extremely toxic poison, it made Murong He extremely frightened.
Poisonous smoke does not matter how thick the armor is. If you are poisoned, you will live if you can bear it, and you will die if you cannot bear it. As for whether you can bear it, judging from the casualties of the forward troops, I am afraid it is impossible. If you can control the direction of the wind In the case of mild wind, the dosage must be increased to death.
Faced with this extremely weird situation, Murong He had only one thought, and that was to escape!
He was sure.
As long as you are stubborn, you will definitely die!
Boom, boom, boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
The familiar sound of galloping war horses came from the hills. Murong He turned the horse's head and ran away without looking back. Victory or defeat, capturing Luo Shi, was just a joke. The only way to be real is to save one's life. .
The entire Hu army that surrounded the hill almost collapsed in a short period of time. Everyone was hurriedly running for their lives. Looking down from the sky, the Hu people were running for their lives in front, and the poisonous smoke carried by the strong wind was behind. Behind the strong wind, which kept devouring people's lives, were the Luo cavalry riding down. The cavalry in the front row kept spraying poison, and the gusts of wind swept them up and added to the poisonous smoke.
Along the way, the Luo army did not even take action. They could only see dying barbarians wailing on the ground everywhere. How many were there?
No one can count them, but it must be terrifying!
When two armies confront each other, usually not many people die in battle. It is much more difficult to defeat than to annihilate them, but the poisonous smoke is different. It devours them piece by piece!
As long as the poisonous smoke spreads, no one can survive. This method of killing makes the Luo army feel numb when they look at it. Fortunately, this method is too demanding on the time of day, and basically cannot be achieved, otherwise it would really be terrible.
The black smoke was endless, but Luo Shi's blood had an end. After the Hu people completely collapsed and the black smoke became larger and more dilute, the gusts of wind finally stopped.
The swords and bows in the hands of Luo's army never stopped. Teams ran wildly to kill. The continuous firing of bows and crossbows played a great role in this kind of harvest battlefield. Corpses fell one after another, and the sword energy roared. , people roar and horses neigh.
It is always said that you should not pursue the poor criminals.
But at this moment, Luo Chengzhi never shouted to stop. The horse under his crotch was already feeling tired. He had chased for hundreds of miles. On the vast grassland, this distance may not be a big deal, but most people The cavalry march was only more than a hundred miles.
On the Baili grassland, countless corpses lay on the grassland, with different forms of death, and most of them had horror on their faces.
Most of the horses were unable to march. Luo Chengzhi's horses were of the highest quality. He still kept moving forward. Even the dark night sky could not stop him.
When the sun shone on the hills, Luo Chengzhi returned here with a tired face. The place was full of gunpowder smoke, the woods halfway up the mountain were burned, the stones turned black, and it was full of desolation and loneliness. In this great chase, Luo Chengzhi Naturally, there will be no casualties in Shi's army. The most likely casualties are horses that stumble and fall when they chase too fast.
Luo Chengzhi hurriedly walked up the mountain. The soldiers guarding the Luo women had not slept all night, and their eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. It was slightly cold on the hill in the early morning. His eyes fell on Luo Qingling at first sight. Didn't see my cousin.
His cousin had turned into light and disappeared between heaven and earth.
Luo Qingling leaned against the big stone, her eyes closed and her face pale. Luo Chengzhi walked over cautiously and gently touched her cheek. It was very soft and cold.
He held Luo Qingling's body in his arms, hugged it tightly, and said in a soft and suppressed voice: "Sister, the Hu people were almost completely wiped out. I have lived up to your expectations. I will kill more Hu people and bring them to justice." Kill them all.”
Two hundred thousand people were annihilated on the grassland, just like a myth. The Murong tribe of Xianbei was almost wiped out in the first battle and withdrew from the stage of history. The Tuoba tribe also suffered heavy losses. What awaits them will be the annexation of women and children by other tribes. The Murong tribe can declare end.
Luo Chengzhi felt a lightness in his arms, and the corpse began to turn into spots of light. The person who used the artifact turned into light and walked away after death. Luo Chengzhi watched Luo Qingling gradually dissipate in front of his eyes, and endured He couldn't help shouting loudly.
"Ahhhh!!!"
"It turns out that in addition to Qing Ling and Ah Cheng, Ah Ling also turned into light and passed away."
Luo Chengzhi's roar paused. He quickly turned his head and looked around, but he didn't see that figure. He opened his mouth to vent, but only two lines of tears fell.
…
In the distant Western Region, after the fall of Tianjin City, Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo fled westward with the remaining soldiers and spiritual soldiers.
Facing the vast land of the Western Region, the road ahead is unclear, but Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo are both mentally determined people, especially now that this situation was expected by them.
Back in time when Sima Yi had not violated Luo Shui's oath, Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo found a slightly dilapidated temple as a shelter.
As for the monks in the temple, they voluntarily followed the two reincarnations of Buddha and Bodhisattva to resist the tyranny of Xianbei.
Zhao Yingluo held their child in her arms. This child did not take Luo Jialan's surname because he would inherit the throne of the Zhao family in the future, although the current throne was in the hands of the Xianbei people.
Zhao Yingluo was coaxing him to sleep with a warm voice. Luo Jialan was leaning on the bed and sitting with his legs bent casually. After thinking about it for a long time, he asked: "Yingluo, do you think we should go in the direction where Da Yueshi once escaped, or should we go in the direction where Da Yueshi once escaped?" Go in the direction of Anxi, there is fertile land there, if we can revive there, we can gain the ability to fight Xianbei."
Zhao Yingluo pondered for a moment after hearing this and was about to speak. Sima Yi violated Luo Shui's oath, and Ji Lingjun began to launch the horrific punishment.
The two fell silent for a moment.
After a long time, Luo Jialan chuckled and said: "It seems that we don't need to go west anymore. The family will not let go of this opportunity to fight against barbarians all over the world. I am afraid it will start soon. Xianbei's power in the Western Regions will be wiped out." Weakened rapidly, we returned to the Western Regions, contacted those kings who were dissatisfied with the Xianbei people, and relied on our prestige to raise a large army to attack the Xianbei barbarians."
When the emperors of various countries began to jointly vow to crusade against the Hu people on the banks of the Luoshui River, Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo quietly sneaked back to the Western Regions and began to gather the horse bandits wandering among the countries in the Western Regions. With the ability of spiritual soldiers, they gathered these Man, it's a piece of cake.
When the news of a nationwide campaign to defeat the Hu came, the two knew that the opportunity had come. The Xianbei army originally stationed in the Western Regions began to recruit a large number of servants from the Western Regions, attack Wei's borders, and bring them back to the grasslands to participate in the fiercest war. .
Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo immediately began to revolt in the rear after the Xianbei army left. After the Xianbei people entered the Western Regions, they naturally wanted to bring their own ruling order. As we all know, even the most moderate rule will definitely cause changes in interests.
After the Xianbei people entered the Western Regions, the interests of a large number of Western Region nobles were naturally hardened. Except for those Western Region nobles who had already taken refuge with the Xianbei people, other nobles had more or less lost a lot of wealth and power to the Xianbei people.
These people were naturally very dissatisfied with the Xianbei people and had to endure it without the ability to resist. But now the war between Zhuxia and the Hu people is their opportunity.
After Luo Jialan and Zhao Yingluo met these people, what they said was very simple, just a simple analysis for them.
"In visible history, have you ever seen the Han people in the Central Plains experience defeat? In the thousands of years of war, have you ever seen the people of King Su lose? In the thousands of years of war, in the end Who are those who have disappeared?
Will there be exceptions now?
Have you all forgotten the thunder that once enveloped everything?
How could Zhuxia, who have gods, lose to the barbarians? There is a saying in Zhuxia that those who can see reality clearly are the real heroes. You are all nobles of the Western Regions. You got it hundreds of years ago. Canonized by Emperor Xiaowu of the Han Dynasty, they have been the subjects of King Su for hundreds of years. Only by continuing to follow King Su's oracle guidance can they receive all the rewards from King Su after death. "
Intimidation plus inducement, from realistic analysis to promises of faith, basically all the tricks that can be used are used.
Ji Zhao's faith suffered a heavy blow after the Suwang Temple was burned down. A new faith patch has not yet been found to make up for it, but the prestige created by Zhu Xia cannot disappear in a short time.
Over the past hundreds of years, the power of all the Xia led by the Han Dynasty has been outrageous, especially the Han Dynasty. The Xiongnu who once overwhelmed the entire Western Region were defeated by the Han Dynasty. They were stabbed to death on the grassland. From Liaodong to Kangju, from Hetao to Mobei, there was red blood everywhere.
All the nobles of the Western Regions have witnessed this. After all, the one who dealt the last blow to the Xiongnu was the Western Region Temple Army led by Wushuang Hou Luoshi. The ancestors of these nobles of the Western Regions were the last nails on the coffin of the Xiongnu. people.
These people have been under the banner of Wushuanghou for hundreds of years, fought side by side with Zhuxia for hundreds of years, and been against the grassland for hundreds of years. Whether it is psychological identification, bloodline identification, or any other aspect, they are naturally close to Zhuxia. After Luo Jialan's lobbying, most nobles quickly agreed to Luo Jialan's request.
Not only these nobles, but also the Xianbei people have long said after entering the Western Regions that although the upper class has a deep degree of Chineseization and etiquette education, the Hu people at the bottom still have the habits of the law of the jungle and can have military law when fighting. After the war ended and the government entered the governance stage, these people began to cause trouble and made the people of the Western Region miserable.
It can be said that not long after the Xianbei people entered the Western Regions, the people of the Western Regions felt that Xianbei had been suffering for a long time. People who resisted emerged in an endless stream. "A Letter to the People of the Western Regions" summoned countless armies. This is the huge gap in prestige between the two sides.
After uprisings began throughout the Western Regions, Luo Jialan finally appeared on stage again, in front of the Xianbei people. He summoned those nobles and righteous men who were willing to participate in the anti-Xianbei alliance.
"With the grace of His Majesty King Su, all the nobles of the cities in the Western Region:
It has been more than three hundred years since King Su released the Western Region from darkness, and the Western Region has had light since then.
For three hundred years, all nations and tribes have lived together happily here. Is there any fertile soil in the world that can surpass that of the Western Regions?
The Huns came with swords and were eventually killed by our ancestors. Do you know what is recorded in Zhaozhaoqing History?
So he took the temple as his banner and the Han army as his banner. Carrying eighty years of blood and tears, he traveled four thousand miles through wind and frost to attack and kill the royal court. The fate of the Huns was sealed with a single sword. '
How heroic this is!
How magnificent this is!
What an honor this is!
Today, Xianbei attacks again, destroying our people, destroying our cities and temples, killing our families, and even trampling on our beliefs. Is this something that people can endure?
Ever since King Su lowered his eyes, the Western Region has never been more gloomy than now.
Ever since King Su lowered his eyes, there has never been a more bloody and lonely time in the Western Region.
Ever since King Su lowered his eyes, there has never been a time in the Western Region that has been more like purgatory on earth than now.
This is something I cannot tolerate.
This is something you cannot tolerate.
This is something that all the ancestors and gods in heaven cannot tolerate.
Listen.
Taoist gods pity all living beings.
The Buddhist Bodhisattvas have made great wishes of great mercy.
Heaven and earth are despising Xianbei. If you don't raise your swords now, will you know how to resist until death is imminent? "
Luo Jialan's voice was extremely high and spread extremely far. All the loudspeaker equipment spread it greatly. His words were full of emotion and touched the heartstrings. As soon as his voice fell, there were endless sounds, all Everyone is responding to him.
Zhao Yingluo looked at him with a smile and said loudly: "Husband, you are the born king!"
Luo Jialan felt all the cheers around him, and he was filled with strength. He also smiled and said: "Yingluo, you will be the greatest king in the Western Region, and even become the king of kings. I will charge into battle for you. General, I look forward to the day when, as the high priest of the temple, I can crown you with the crown of the emperor."
emperor!
This word made Zhao Yingluo stunned for a moment. In the past many years, the emperor used to be as noble as the emperor, because there was only one emperor in the world. It is different now. There are four emperors in the world, but he is still a noble one. call.
Zhao Yingluo was so smart that she immediately understood what Luo Jialan meant when he said that he would wear the emperor's crown on himself as the high priest of the temple.
That was to restore the majesty of the temple and crown it with the prestige of the Lord of the Western Regions.
But Zhao Yingluo's eyes suddenly lit up, and she thought of more things. What would happen if the emperor and the high priest of the temple were bound together?
Just thinking about it for a moment, Zhao Yingluo's whole body trembled with excitement. She didn't believe that her husband would not expect this scene. She stared at Luo Jialan, but she could only see Luo Jialan's gentle smile.
"This is an experiment."
What to try?
Zhao Yingluo felt that she knew something, but there was something unclear about it, but now the two of them had more important things to do.
Luo Jialan took Zhao Yingluo's hand and said softly: "Yingluo, the time has come. I want to rebuild the temple army. In a month, the temple army, which was once invincible in the world, will appear."
Zhao Yingluo was shocked again. Rebuilding the temple army in one month was simply unimaginable.
Luo Jialan smiled slightly, "The key to the temple army is to select people. Now with the support of the nobles of the Western Regions, we can select people on a large scale. However, with the current situation in the Western Regions, I am afraid that we can only build a thousand temples at most." Compared with the three thousand people at the peak, the army is naturally far insufficient. But now that the whole world is fighting against the barbarians, what we need to face is not all the Xianbei people. Eight hundred or one thousand people are probably enough. .”
Of course it’s enough!
Even if a thousand people cannot be gathered together, as long as there are 800 people, they will be the most cutting-edge combat power. After the Xianbei people vigorously recruited the young men of the Western Regions and took away a large number of servants, what the Western Regions now lack most is a large number of soldiers. Real-time combat power, as long as Luo Jialan can really train the temple army, he will be able to fight!
Zhao Yingluo still couldn't believe it. An army like the Temple Army, not to mention requiring years of training, couldn't be completed in a month no matter how hard she thought. But recalling all the miracles of her husband, she still chose to believe it.
She knew that Luo Jialan would definitely not use normal military training methods. He might just summon those strong women and suddenly use his divine power to create an army.
As expected, it did not exceed her expectations. The next moment Luo Jialan took out an extremely complicated flag from his arms. On the flag was embroidered the symbols of the Temple Army and the mountains and rivers of the entire Western Region. It looked quite like the Western Region. It's like a map.
At this moment, the flag kept flashing with light, and there was light flowing around the flag. Holding the flag in his hand, Luo Jialan began to outline in his mind the effect he wanted to achieve, and how to activate the flag.
[Luck points-100000, remaining luck points 2881799]
Luo Jialan was startled by the sudden appearance of the huge foundation, and then he felt lucky. Fortunately, he only planned to restore a thousand people, otherwise he would definitely use more foundation.
After these details were filled in the flag, Luo Jialan knew that with the remaining candidates, the once unparalleled and invincible army would reappear on the land of the Western Region.
Zhao Yingluo's face was full of horror, Luo Jialan touched her nose, and blood flowed down.
He smiled slightly and said warmly: "Yingluo, don't worry, it's just a shortened life, you won't die."
Zhao Yingluo wiped him gently, her face full of worry but speechless.
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In the battle of Po Junshan, Murong's army was surrounded by 200,000 people, and Luo's army was 20,000 strong. In Luo's first battle, he summoned Feng Bo Gu, Feng Bo, the official of Emperor Xuanyuan. In Luo's second war, he summoned the god of plague drum, the god of plague, Taoism and Buddha. Dear God, Murong's army was defeated and they all died. There were bones for hundreds of miles, and it became a poisonous territory. It is still uninhabited. ——"Guangji Strange News"
"Da Ming: The Sims, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed"
Introduction:
"Historical Records of the Ming Dynasty": Use soldiers like gods, know people and use them well, create a prosperous age, and reach far beyond the Han and Tang Dynasties. Over the past thousands of years, the only person who can be called a saint is Zhu Zhu.
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