The visitor was wearing a white robe and a bamboo hat on his head, making it difficult to see his appearance. He also held an oil-paper umbrella in his hand.
The howling wind blew in at the door, and the candlelight in the meeting hall seemed to be blown out in the next second. The candlelight swayed on the umbrella as red as blood.
Everyone in the hall couldn't help but shiver, not because of the cold, but because the scene and atmosphere at this time were really weird.
After all, for any normal person, when he suddenly saw a picture of a man in white robe whose face could not be seen clearly, his feet were naked but one foot off the ground, he would be considered bold without screaming.
Of course, this does not include being scared out of your wits.
"Shaman, paratrooper guard, pay homage to your lords."
The voice of the man in white robe was somewhat erratic, sounding like a man or a woman, making it difficult to distinguish.
But everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, someone exclaimed: "Paratrooper Guard? Guard Guard!"
The soldiers and the paper servants are both made by shamanic magic.
However, although the paper servant is an all-round player, its strength is fixed the moment it is formed, and it can only rely on the ability of the shaman.
Without the shaman, the paper servant is just an ordinary paper cutout.
The military guard is a professional combat model, and can even be said to be the shaman's main attack method in close combat.
He, or rather it, is the wandering soul power in the mountains and forests, which has been blended into a whole body with three souls and six souls through shamanic witchcraft. This is actually a reorganized ghost.
Then it is attached to a weapon to form an acquired weapon spirit. After various refining, in short, very complicated means, a successful military guard can be made.
The most dangerous and difficult stage is the soul fusion step. There are often a hundred soldiers, and if three or four can succeed at this stage, it is already a very high probability.
What affects Bingwei's combat effectiveness is the selection and refining methods of possessed weapons. Magical weapons are naturally the best, but now the spiritual path has long declined. Changbai Village has inherited it for three hundred years, and the number of magical weapons can be counted on five fingers. Can be counted.
And they are all the kind that cannot be made into military guards.
Even Grandpa Alin only managed to make five soldiers in his lifetime.
Although they are just ordinary soldiers, Bingwei can feed and upgrade fighter jets. After Jin Alin's continuous feeding, his combat effectiveness is comparable to that of a martial arts master, and even more powerful than Batulu, the strongest master in Changbai Village now.
And one thing that makes a soldier better than a paper servant is that it does not die with the death of its owner, but can be inherited by the next generation.
Speaking of which, Bingwei's refining technique was learned from Tu Xie, the sixth generation shaman of the Jin family.
However, as a shaman's close combat method, the wear and tear of the military guards was very serious. In addition, due to the war in the last years of the previous dynasty, the Jin family's wealth was depleted. Even the military guards made by ancestor Alin were used during the war against Japan. Sacrifice to protect the Lord.
Therefore, after seeing the "live" military guard, the entire meeting hall exploded.
Everyone present, including Mr. Tong, felt that this should be a backup plan left by ancestor A Lin to Yun Shu. After all, Yun Shu had just inherited the position of shaman.
Being able to make paper servants, it can be said that she is very talented in shamanic witchcraft. However, even if they know nothing about the shamanic heritage, some people who have assisted Lord Alin in refining Bingwei know about Bingwei. It's not something you can make just by having talent.
Just going to the mountains, forests and even the mortal world to collect wandering souls is a big project.
But little did they know that for Yun Shu, who had been a ghost for fifty years and was assisted by the God of Heaven and Earth, Fire Red Lotus, Fire Strike, this step was the easiest.
In other words, it is more than just this step. It can be said that all steps are extremely simple. After all, this is far from refining a magic weapon.
Some people who know something about the military guard are wondering, first, when did Lord Alin refine the military guard, and second, are they curious about whether this umbrella is also a weapon?
Although Umbrella Yi has a complete soul, he is like a robot. He needs time and education to grow and develop intelligence. Nowadays it's just a matter of rigidly following orders.
Naturally, he didn't know what impact his appearance would have on the humans on the opposite side, and of course he didn't care.
"The paratrooper guards escorting the grain transport soldiers have arrived at the entrance of the village. Please ask Elder Sule to send someone to accept it."
After saying that, the umbrella turned around and floated out again.
Mr. Tong stood up and said, "Baksh, let someone follow you quickly."
Tong Jianye also stood up and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mafa. I've already asked people to prepare. I'm just waiting for the letter from the shaman."
After saying that, Tong Jianye bowed his hands to everyone present and walked out with a calm expression.
However, the umbrella floated too fast. Fortunately, Qi Fengling also followed, "You go and call someone, I'll go and greet you first."
Although the soldiers and guards are products of witchcraft, they are also considered aliens. The wisdom of the soldiers and guards who have endured for many years is no lower than that of humans.
Since Tong Jiabu has chosen the chariot Saysayilha, he cannot ignore any force, even the military guards, spiritual attendants, paper servants...
The eight mountain guardians think highly of themselves, but they don't know that from ancient times to the present, these aliens are the most trusted beings of the Changbai Shaman.
Batulu and Saikan stood up, looking really relaxed now.
Batulu and Mr. Tong laughed and said: "It seems that our worries are in vain. Let's go and have a look. After so many years, we have almost forgotten the existence of Bingwei. Back then, Sword Five tortured me Not light."
The strongest combat force in Changbai Village could not defeat a man-made military guard. This made Batulu, who was still young and vigorous at the time, very depressed for a while.
Later, after experiencing all kinds of shamanic witchcraft, Batulu discovered that,
Compared with these non-human beings, I have nothing to do.
Moreover, because of this experience, he had a good relationship with Dao Wu's badgers, and it also made him know that Lord Alin had only refined five soldiers. Dao Wu said that he was the youngest but the strongest. Strong, so he was handed over to Gilta Gilta by Lord Arin.
During the Anti-Japanese War, Dao Wu and the four soldiers above him were killed in the battle.
Therefore, it is impossible for Lord Alin to leave Sayissa with a paratrooper guard, so there is only one answer. This was really made by Sayissa herself, just six days after she became a shaman.
At this time, Batulu was really relieved.
At the entrance of the village, Qi Fengling and everyone who followed stared blankly at the scene in front of them.
In addition to the two identical paratrooper guards, there were ten men in black robes each pushing a four-wheeled cart that was twice the size of an ordinary cart.
The key point is that these ten men in black robes also wear hats. Although they are wearing shoes, they are still one foot off the ground.
At this time, these people suddenly remembered what Umbrella had said, "The paratrooper guards escorting the grain transport soldiers have arrived at the entrance of the village."
I was surprised to find that these ten men in black robes were actually soldiers and guards, and they were also responsible for transporting food.
Damn, do you want to waste resources like this?
Oh my god, my ancestors, how much did Lord Alin leave for this little shaman? No wonder she is so confident!
Even Batulu, who thought he had learned the truth, now widened his eyes, doubting his previous suspicion for the first time.
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