Chapter 1113 King, You Really Think Highly of Us! Why Do We Need to Dance to Worship the Gods? Just Come and Ask!

Hulun pretended not to hear Bater's order and continued to lead his army to the central army, shouting anxiously: "My king!"

"The Qin army on the east side of the Juma River sent 6,000 elite soldiers, all of whom are cavalrymen!"

"With 40 chariots and more than 30,000 heavy soldiers, they attacked us fiercely. We are unable to resist and can only fight and retreat."

"Please send reinforcements to help us quickly!"

Bateer shouted angrily: "The elite of the elite?"

Pointing to Su Jiao's army, Bater shouted: "Is it the elite that is more elite than this army?"

Hulun looked at Su Jiao's army again, and saw that Su Jiao's army was divided into three cone formations not far apart, and the echelons rushed through the southern defense line of the coalition forces.

Hulun's palms were full of sweat as he held the reins, and he said in a dry voice: "A little bit inferior."

"There are too many elite soldiers in the Qin army!"

When Yingbu's troops charged, Hulun thought he had definitely met the Qin army's elite soldiers.

When Xin Sheng's troops crossed the river to attack, Hulun felt that the Qin army must have gathered all the elite knights, and Hulun's troops were bearing the most fierce attack of the Qin army.

But when Hulun saw the momentum of Su Jiao's charge, Hulun's worldview was almost shattered!

It's not that they haven't fought with Zhao and Yan before, they are allied with Dai and Yan in this battle.

But according to their understanding, only the most elite small troops or the family soldiers of the generals in the armies of Zhao, Dai and Yan have the ability to ride.

Where did the Qin army get so many elite cavalrymen who can ride!

If the Qin army has so many elite cavalrymen who can ride...then how can the Xiongnu survive until now!

Bater forced himself to calm down a little, and slowly exhaled: "No wonder Qin was able to destroy Zhao and Yan!"

"I underestimated the courage of Qin!"

"Hulun!" Bater's voice became heavier: "At all costs, you must lead your troops to stop the enemy on the east!"

Hulun wanted to cry.

Although he didn't need to rush to the southern front, with the strength and combat effectiveness of Hulun's troops, even if all the troops were filled in, they might not be able to stop the enemy on the east!

The "cost" that Bater said "at all costs" was all the soldiers of Hulun, including Hulun!

However, since the king's order had been issued, Hulun could only punch his heart with his right fist: "I will fight to the death!"

After sending Hulun to intercept the enemy troops on the east side, Bater called Dalai and whispered: "Later, the king will lead the troops to the north, and you will lead a thousand elite soldiers as the left wing vanguard!"

Dalai punched his heart with his right fist and said firmly: "I will fight a bloody way for my father!"

But Bater shook his head and said: "I don't need you to fight a bloody way for me."

"I just want you to take the Kunyu map sent by the King of Dai, take advantage of the opportunity to advance to the northwest later, and escape the enemy's encirclement along the eastern foothills of Sijiao Mountain!"

Dalai's eyes widened suddenly, and he whispered in disbelief: "My father is still fighting to the death, how can I escape first!"

Dalai's statement made Bater feel warm in his heart.

There are actually people in the tribe who persuaded him to leave the throne to his eldest son instead of passing it to his youngest son.

How could the eldest son be as well-behaved, sensible and caring as Dalai!

Bater raised his hand to stop Dalai from saying the following words, and whispered: "Now the enemy's energy is all on this king, and the enemy will not care about the stay or departure of a mere 1,000 knights."

"And this king has never sent troops to attack the eastern foot of Sijiao Mountain from beginning to end, so the enemy's defense there must be relatively empty."

"You must rush out alive and return to Tungus alive!"

The eastern foot of Sijiao Mountain is a path that can only allow a small force to break through, and it must be used when the main force attracts the enemy's attention. It can only be used once, and after using it, the Qin army will inevitably strengthen its defense there.

This is the only escape route, Bater left it to Dalai!

Dalai shook his head repeatedly: "Father is still fighting to the death, how can I escape!"

"I must protect father and fight out of the siege together!"

Bateer said in a deep voice: "This is the king's order!"

"If the king unfortunately dies here, then Tungus will need a new king, and you are the new king!"

"You must bring this Kunyu map back to Tungus, and then lead the people to recuperate in the mountains and forests."

"When Tungus recovers, follow the guidance of this map and go south again."

"Revenge for the king!"

"Conquer a warmer and more fertile territory for the people!"

Dalai cried out in sorrow: "Father!!!"

Bateer patted Dalai on the shoulder and gently reminded him: "There are still more than 300,000 soldiers and people fighting for the king, and the king will not give up easily. ”

“I can only feel relieved if you take the Kunyu map with you.”

“Next, I will fight to the death without any worries.”

“Lead the tribesmen to break through the siege and join you!”

Facing Bater’s irresistible gaze, Dalai had to hit his heart with his right fist: “Son, I will not let my father down!”

Bateer forced a smile and nodded gently: “You are worthy of being my son!”

“Go, prepare for battle!”

Watching Dalai gather the elite troops, Bater shouted: “Order!”

“The Dular and Samajir tribes rush to the southern front and try to rescue King Jizi!”

“The Bell and Gaoyi tribes stop the enemy troops in the northwest at all costs.”

“The Zhenfan tribe will be incorporated into this general’s account, and the Erleqin tribe will follow this general to the north to open up the northbound passage!”

“Please follow the army shaman and perform the sacrifice dance!”

Dozens of Shamans accompanying the army: ? ? ?

Shaman Anya said sincerely: "King! We can only ask for the blessing of the gods without interference."

"But, the false god is right beside us! The shadow of the false god covers this land!"

"Only the great shaman can break through the blockade of the false god and ask for the blessing of the gods."

"I am afraid we cannot fulfill the king's request."

We are just a group of ordinary shamans. On weekdays, we pray to the gods to bless the weather and bless our army, or we look for medicinal materials to treat the wounded soldiers under the guidance of the gods. This is within our ability.

But, let us face the false gods who are so close?

King, you really think too highly of us!

Even the great shaman would go crazy facing this task!

Bater looked at Anya with burning eyes and asked: "Do you have to give up just because of the difficulties?"

"The shadow of the false god hangs over every proud son of Changshengtian. The warriors are using their swords to resist the evil spirits under the false god, hoping that their souls can return to Changshengtian!"

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"And you, as shamans, don't you even have the courage to wield swords against the false gods!"

Whether you can succeed is a question of ability.

To do or not to do is a question of attitude!

Anya could only nod with difficulty: "We will try our best!"

Bateer hit his heart with his right fist and bowed deeply: "Please, shamans, do your best!"

"This king thanks you on behalf of all the soldiers in the army!"

The shamans took off their daily clothes, put on complicated and luxurious robes, and put on hats decorated with deer horns, sheep horns, roe deer horns, hazel grouse (flying dragon) feathers and other horns, teeth, feathers, tails and gems and jade. Finally, they applied colored mud paste made of various plants on their faces and drew various patterns.

Holding drums in their left hands and hammers in their right hands, sixty shamans suppressed their nervousness and walked to the front of the central army with their heads held high.

"Dong~" Holding the hammer and hitting the drum, the shamans sang in unison: "Oh~~~"

Gradually, each shaman activated his vocal cords and made two sounds at the same time: "Hu~~~"

The combination of high and low voices penetrated the loud shouts of killing on the battlefield, reaching the ears of every coalition soldier nearby, and also attracted the attention of the Qin army.

Zhang Liang was a little puzzled: "Now the coalition has started a civil dance, is it to ask for surrender?"

Chinese music and dance are divided into civil and military.

Dancing with lethal weapons such as shields (gan) and axes (qi) is a martial dance, used in war.

Dancing with non-lethal objects such as feathers (pheasant feathers) and yak (yak tail) is a civil dance, used for peace.

Zhang Liang didn't know much about foreign cultures, and didn't know the so-called shaman dance.

So when he saw the shaman dance performed by the coalition, Zhang Liang's first reaction was that the coalition was dancing a civil dance, and he wanted to seek peace!

The fortune teller couldn't help laughing and said, "This is a Tungus shaman dance, which is used to invite gods to help in battle."

"But, to invite gods in front of the commander?" The fortune teller asked with a smile: "Commander, are you willing to accept the sacrifice and bless?"

All the family soldiers and generals laughed.

The true god is sitting here, does the coalition still need to perform a dance to invite gods?

Just come and ask!

Zhang Liang said angrily: "I thought the enemy army was dancing for peace, but who would have thought that the enemy army was dancing for war!"

"I advise you, our army should dance with Ganqi to deter the barbarians!"

When it comes to war dance, everyone here is rubbish!

Ying Chengjiao ignored the noise and gave the order in a deep voice: "The coalition forces are ready to fight to the death!"

"Order the commander Meng Tian to lead his troops to bypass the north and rush to support the commander Li Bo, and make sure to stabilize the defense line!"

"Send a message to the deputy generals Ben and Wu'an Jun to slow down the offensive and wait for the enemy to relax!"

"Send a message to the commander Wang Pan to transport the catapult across the river."

"Aim at the place where the enemy is sacrificing and dancing."

"Smash!"

The sacrificial dance of the shamans such as Anya did not cause any morale damage to the Qin army, but only made the Qin soldiers laugh.

But the sacrificial dance of the shamans such as Anya made the eyes of every coalition soldier brighter and their hearts boiled with blood!

Bater shouted hoarsely: "The pride of Changshengtian!"

"Our gods have sent down oracles, they will kill the false gods!"

"And we, for the gods, will kill the evil spirits under the false gods!"

"Derqin (the sun god) illuminates our charge, Bieya (the moon god) guides our way home, and Changshengtian is watching us!"

"For Changshengtian, kill!"

The guards recited Bater's call loudly, so that it was transmitted to the ears of every coalition soldier along with the drums of the shamans.

One by one, the coalition soldiers looked up at the blue sky, as if they could see the majestic shadow above the clouds showing them a gentle smile.

The hilt of the knife was gripped tighter, and the breathing became heavy. More than 300,000 coalition soldiers roared in unison:

"For Changshengtian, kill!!!"