Chapter 205

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date="2020-11-30"

title="Chapter 205"

weight="107087"

series = ["I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man"]

mode = "manual"

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On the fifth day of September, after Qin Tian's monitoring, it was an auspicious day for the gods.

Nanlan City Union League’s ceremonial offering to heaven was arranged on this day.

The spiritual woman is respected and has to undertake important tasks in the sacrificial ceremony. The palace specially prepared a luxurious backing to welcome the spiritual girl's car to the altar in the south of Nanlan City. Mu Kun also thoughtfully ordered Li Qianjun to lead a thousand soldiers and horses to be responsible for the escort mission.

Starting in the early morning, leaving the city gate in the afternoon, walking all the way south until dusk, and arrived at the foot of Yao Mountain.

The altar for offering sacrifices to heaven and blessing is built on Yaoshan Mountain, facing Tianxing Mountain in the west.

Yaoshan Mountain is a scenic spot in Nanlan City. Although the altar was only prepared within a few months, the Tubi people did their utmost to prepare the place extremely sacred and solemn.

The white marble paved the vast grounds. The thirty-six pillars symbolized the gods in Beishuo mythology and the central golden altar was carved with a statue of Changsheng Buddha. With a compassionate face, he looks to the west, facing Tianxing Mountain.

Looking into the distance from the top of the towering mountain, Tianxing Mountain is almost invisible. As far as the eye can see, there is only a whole group of dark clouds and fog, which fills the sky and the earth.

In the past so many days, the eruption of the volcano hasn't stopped completely, but the surrounding earthquakes have gradually eased.

The ceremony of Mu Kun's ritual was just right.

The rituals in the world are mostly the same. In one day, on the tall altar, Mu Kun looked solemn and brought a group of civil and military officials to bow and bow. The ceremonial officer read the sacrificial text, burned and prayed.

The bloody thing is the way of sacrifice.

First, cattle, sheep and other livestock were slaughtered, leaving the blood to flow on the white altar.

The level of sacrifices was gradually rising, and soon became alive. The people who were pulled out were all blondes. heard from the courtesy officer before that these were the royal clan that had been captured in the Western Regions that had been conquered in recent years. Two of them are kings, and the rest are princes.

The more honorable the identity, the more you can express your respect and respect for God.

Qin Nuo had no doubt that if his identity was discovered, he would definitely become the most expensive sacrifice on this altar, or would he be so expensive that he would not want to sacrifice to the true god, so he would keep to negotiate terms with Da Zhou?

Between the ceremonies, Qin Nuo was thinking about it, suddenly a voice came into his ears.

"His Royal Highness, please come to the stage."

Qin Nuo was startled, almost thinking that his crow's mouth had come true. Seeing that the person who came to invite was Li Qianjun, he calmed down.

Li Qianjun led the people to the bottom of the altar and could no longer go forward.

On the high platform, Mu Kun stretched out his hand to Qin Nuo, with a solemn and solemn expression.

Qin Nuo raised his feet on the altar and glanced away. At this time, there were only Mu Kun and a few ceremonial officers who presided over the ceremony.

"Your Majesty, I shouldn't stand under the cover of Changsheng Buddha." Qin Nuo first stated his position.

Mu Kun said sternly, "No matter which god he cherishes for my countless people in Beishuo, it should be the same."

He raised his hands up, facing all the courtiers and warriors in the audience, and shouted: "The long victory Buddha, or the goddess of crossing the world, bless our land with good weather, bless our people happiness and well-being, and bless our warriors. The god of Yum. Now I am here, and the spiritual girl is here. I pray that God will bless our great kingdom and restore the glory of the past. We worship the gods, and the gods will also protect us."

Everyone fell to their knees, shouting in unison: "Bless the gods!"

Finally, the sacred and solemn etiquette is over, and then there is a series of complicated etiquette and prayers. Mu Kun and Qin Nuo both stepped aside and were presided over by the ceremonial officer.

After the pure slaughter is over, there is another sacrificial activity that is even more exciting for the powerful.

duel.

The Buddha of Changsheng also has the symbolic meaning of the god of war in the mythology of Beishuo. Coupled with the martial customs of Beishuo for many years, this kind of sacrifice is undoubtedly the most pleasing to the gods.

Those who were sent to the altar for a duel were all captives, some were elite fighters from the defeated countries, and some were local tribal masters who refused to obey Wanghua.

In Qin Nuo's view, this should be a variant of the battlefield, but it is more cruel and bloody. The loser will naturally die on the spot, and the winner will continue the next fight. If he can win five consecutive games, he will be pardoned.

For this thread of life, the people on the altar are cruelly fighting.

Qin Nuo quickly became disappointed and didn't want to watch any more. Glancing around, the leaders of many tribes were all excited and inexplicably excited, and some even went off the court personally, or ordered the guards around them to go up and fight.

In this kind of duel, the warriors of various tribes can also fight for honor and praise. Of course, occasionally if the skill is not as good as the death of a person, they can only admit that they are unlucky.

Looking across the crowd, Qin Nuo quickly noticed Chen Li standing behind.

This friend of Nanchen, who was invited to watch the ceremony, clearly had a hint of impatience in his eyes, and he did not like this way of fighting.

After only one glance, Chen Li seemed to feel a little bit and raised his head.

Qin Nuo has looked away, this guy is as sensitive as a beast.

In the rare gap, Mu Kun leaned close to him again and said with a smile: "Just now when the spiritual girl saw the sacrifice of a living person, she seemed to be unhappy."

Please, I'm still wearing a veil. Where does your old man see the unpleasant color?

"It's just a slight feeling. The Royal court is really pious for the worship of the gods, and such precious prisoners are willing to sacrifice."

"Isn't the Xue Lie also the same pious to the goddess of crossing the world?"

Qin Nuo was speechless. The sacrifices of the northern tribes seemed to be a routine. Bloody and barbaric, this is also a consistent tradition in lands conquered by iron and blood.

"In fact, the royal families of these small countries have mixed bloodlines. How can they be called precious? When the country is revived in the future, I will command the army, break through the pass, and collect the land of the Central Plains. At that time, the sacrifice before the gods will be the most precious. Sacrifice."

"... Your Majesty is really majestic, which is admirable."

"For a long-term vision, we must have solid steps to cooperate. Now our Mu Family is suffering from setbacks, and we are in urgent need of warriors who can conquer wars. Warriors of the Xuelie clan have always been my admiration. They are all admired." Mu Kun laughed. "I heard that there are countless warriors in the Xuelie clan. It's a pity that the high priest is conservative and has been reluctant to let these young fighters embark on the real battlefield."

"Your Majesty has been overwhelmed. In recent years, there have been constant disputes between Xuelie Clan and Panluo City and Rising Sun City. There is no shortage of battlefields.

Mu Kun smiled contemptuously, "The battles between the tribes are nothing but gadgets. Real warriors should face a broader battlefield."

"Keeping the eagle at home, sooner or later, it will flatten its wings. Only after more wind and rain will it grow up to be the master of the sky. For example, Li Qianjun, who came to my Royal court for only ten years, has already commanded one. Is it better for the army to fight fiercely on the battlefield than to stay within the tribe."

Qin Nuo smiled: "Your Majesty needs warriors, are there few people from the Tubi tribe? When the queen's empress is in the middle of the palace, presumably the warriors of the Tubi tribe are willing to serve for your majesty's dominance."

Mu Kun sneered: "Too fat animals will swell their ambitions."

Qin Nuo was noncommittal: "Your Majesty attaches so much importance to my Xuelie clan, I am afraid that the adults in the DPRK do not think so."

Mu Kun expressed a smile: "Before the Mu's Royal court was founded not long ago, the Xuelie people did not like to marry and communicate with foreigners, which inevitably caused misunderstanding. If the spiritual girl can relax and look into the long term, she will naturally find it better. For example, marrying with Mu Family will benefit both parties..."

Qin Nuo curled his lips and talked well, how could he turn to this direction? Does this guy really want to turn the rumors in Nanlan City into truth?

I really want to dig a hole under the high platform and let this guy fall to his death! Recalling his own dark history, Qin Nuo murmured silently.

Thinking that this guy was a grasshopper from the Queen of Autumn, he would not be jumping for a few days, Qin Nuo still gave him a good look.

"Your Majesty's suggestion is very heartwarming, but I cannot decide how to use it. I need to discuss it with the high priest and the chief priests."

Mu Kun smiled: "Alright, soon, I will have another great gift to give to Her Royal Highness and the entire Tubi tribe. Presumably the high priest will not refuse my kindness after seeing this gift."

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On the sixth day of September, the second day after the sacrifice began, it was the opportunity for the Xuelie tribe to send troops originally negotiated by Yuansetai.

The high priest and the spiritual girl were on the navy wharf to personally bid farewell to the soldiers who were about to expedition.

This was the first time Qin Nuo saw the legendary Yunxiaoge with his own eyes.

The visual shock was strong. In this era of backward productivity, to be able to build such a huge ship, you can imagine how strong Nanchen's national power was more than a hundred years ago.

In fact, the big ship in front of me is so far away that only one shadow can be seen.

Because of the huge hull and deep draft of Yunxiaoge, the docks of the Tubi people are too simple to accommodate, so they are moored in the offshore area.

To and from it, you need to ship by fast boat.

Compared to Qin Nuo, the surrounding Su Heng and other soldiers will be more shocked, especially after taking the Clipper, approaching Yunxiaoge, and observing from a close distance, the ship in front of you is towering and heavy, shining with the luster of gold and iron, like a thick city wall. , Circled a safe city on the mighty sea.

The cabin of the large ship split open, and the horizontal version several meters wide was quickly laid out on the small ship.

Countless soldiers took their horses aboard the ship. The swaying waves that had been felt on the Clippers disappeared immediately, and stepping on the sky was as comfortable as on flat ground. Even the horse around him quieted down.

This time the expedition was dominated by the Xuelie tribe, with a total of 30,000 soldiers and horses, and the other small and medium tribes only collected less than 10,000 elite soldiers.

Most tribes are skeptical about the labor expedition and cross-sea operations. A group of dry ducks have a natural fear of the huge ocean. Therefore, only a few soldiers and horses were sent, and the temptation was the main task.

All soldiers waiting for the expedition boarded the ship. The high priest and Qin Nuo set off to return.

All the layout is about to begin. This expedition will reverse the national fortune of Nanlan City and even Beishuo.

The big ship quickly sailed into the deep sea.

Nanchen navy admiral Yuan Chong led the leader of the Xuelie clan into the main cabin, and the two sides checked the itinerary and route map.

The leaders sent by the Xuelie clan were all vigorous young people, especially the chief priest named Zhen Yueyang, who was elegant and knowledgeable, and Yuan Chong was also impressed.

When the two sides discussed, the Xuelie clan went to rest.

Without paying attention, Yuan Chong entered the inner cabin and came to a hidden room.

With two taps, the door opened silently.

In the room, Chen Xuan had just changed into the clothes of an ordinary soldier, took the wet wipes from the attendant, and wiped off the black and gray on his face.

Decided to leave for the south, Chen Xuan and Chen Li began to make arrangements to leave Nanlan City.

Although Mu Kun is pretty on the surface, he still has defenses against Nanchen. This time the two sides sent troops together, it is impossible to rely on verbal agreement as a constraint. There is always a hostage in hand. Therefore, during the Marine Division’s expedition, neither the Mu’s Royal court nor the Tubi tribe could allow their brothers to leave Nanlan City.

In the evening two days ago, a steward came from the palace and invited their brothers to attend the ceremony of offering sacrifices to Tianxing Mountain.

Chen Xuan speculated that he was ill. He wanted to leave secretly with Chen Li, anyway, when they got on the boat, even if they found out that they were a substitute in the palace, Beishuo couldn't catch up with them.

However, Chen Li opposed this plan. He only let Chen Xuan refit and leave, and went to Yaoshan with the manager he invited.

"It is easy to cause suspicion if neither of them go. Anyway, I have made an appointment with the Xue Lie clan to turn around and attack Nanlan City. When the time comes, I will try to escape." Chen Li was confident and comforted his brother. .

Chen Xuan was not as optimistic as he was. They took the chestnut out of the fire this time and calculated too many forces. Whether they can succeed is still in between.

The most important thing is that Chen Li's martial arts has been greatly reduced now. In the past six months, although he has searched for good medicine and spiritual things and repaired his dantian, the effect is limited, after all, it is impossible to restore the former power body.

Chen Li insisted and could only temporarily agree to this plan.

He stayed in the palace on the pretext of poor health, and Beishuo's steward knew that the Emperor of Nanchen did not like to meet with his Majesty, and there was no doubt.

Today, Chen Li is going to attend the ceremony of the sacrifice ceremony. Chen Xuan suppressed the anxiety in his heart and hoped that everything goes well.