Nightfall Chapter 43: War begins with a waist card
Tang led more than two thousand barren young and middle-aged soldiers. During this period of time after winter, they have been wandering in the wasteland. By virtue of their familiarity with the Tianqi Mountains, they successfully avoided the Zuozhen Wangting and He Xiling Temple's coalition forces pursued and suppressed, until finally completed a perfect ambush at the canyon.
There is always no end to revenge. The coalition forces of the Imperial Court of the Left Account and the Temple of Xiling will inevitably increase the efforts to eliminate the desolate. Tang led the desolate warrior to the north, and there was an extra one in the team. Black carriage.
Central Plains is already in full spring, but snow is still floating deep in the northern part of the wasteland.
In the past few years, the deserted people who went south have fought continuously with the left tent king's court and the Xiling Temple coalition forces. In the end, they were unable to support them and were forced to retreat northward for more than a thousand miles to come to this bitter cold zone.
Compared with the already frozen Atami and the extremely northern cold regions, the climate here is tolerable to Huangren, and even warm, but for Ningque, especially the seriously ill Sangsang , The climate here is really harsh.
Tang arranged for the two of them to live in a relatively remote animal hide tent. Ning Que looked at the deserted tribe camp that stretched more than ten miles away and asked, "When will I go to meet the old people in the Senate?" "
"I'll take care of this first. You guys wait here for one night."
Tang passed the wine pouch tied around his waist.
For more than ten days after returning to the north, it became a habit to drink this kind of bitter wine made by the ridiculous people every day. Ning Que didn’t care. After drinking a few sips, he felt that his body became a lot warmer. He took the wine pouch and squeezed it. It looked delicate, but there was no interruption. After a while, the wine pouch collapsed.
At this moment, there was a muffled noise next to her. Ning Que fell to the ground for some reason. Seeing how he kept smacking his lips, there shouldn't be a major problem, as if he had passed over to sleep.
Sangsang felt a little strange, Ning Que's drink volume compared with her. It was really bad, but after drinking so many times on the way, she didn't see him getting drunk. Suddenly she didn't know what to think of, and looked up at Tang.
Her eyes are very bright. The thin eyebrows are serious.
For some reason, Tang looked at her expression, and suddenly felt a little cold in his body. He laughed at himself and said, "I just put some herbal powder to loosen my mind, so that he can sleep well, no harm."
Sangsang said: "He is in good health now and should not be poisoned."
Tang said: "I practiced the Mingzong exercises since I was a child. I know his physical condition very well, and the wine is mixed with powder, not poison, so he will fall asleep."
"Unexpectedly, this wine is useless to you"
He looked at Sangsang in silence for a while and asked: "Are you really the daughter of Pluto?"
Sang Sang gave a hum.
Tang said: "I don't know what attitude the elders will have towards your arrival. I know that Ning Que is a very dangerous person, so I don't want him to interfere in our internal discussions."
Sangsang said: "I understand."
Tang said again: "If the elders do not agree to take you in, you will die."
Sangsang said: "We came here, it was gambling."
Tang said: "But this is his gamble."
Sangsang said: "I can bear the results."
Don didn't say anything.
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Snowflakes kept falling in the deserted camp, and the countless tents that were full of laughter and singing became quiet. It’s not because of sadness or because of the hardships of life—the Huangren have long learned to look at the deaths of their tribesmen in peace. They have lived a hard life for a whole thousand years—the quietness is because of the quarrels from the tent in the middle of the camp. Because of the black carriage parked outside the camp.
The tent in the middle of the camp. There is not much difference from other tents, but dozens of slender ribbons are tied on the seams of the tent, adding a sense of warmth and mystery.
The highest authority of the desert tribe is the Senate Council, and because the matter to be discussed today is so important, there are more than 20 desert fighter leaders also sitting in the field.
"Anyway, we are going to fight with the Central Plains, and it's not a big deal to take in the Underworld Girl."
"In the past few years, the Xiling Temple has not really invested in power. The Prince Longqing is just a dog raised by the Taoist sect. If we let them know that we have taken in the daughter of Hades. You think the war will continue in the current mode. The enemy we will face at that time will be ten times stronger than now!"
"Waiting for the Central Plains countries to increase their troops, waiting for the Xiling Temple to continuously send strong men into the wasteland, what is the difference with them? After all, it will be a **** battle. No matter how strong they are, it has nothing to do with us."
"Time, the most important thing is time. Without the existence of the Underworld, the Central Plains and Xiling Temple would still think of preserving their strength and let others die in our hands. We can buy time and let women give birth to more More children, let more children become real fighters. If we don't have time, we can't stand it."
"But have you ever thought about it, Ning Que promised that as long as we take in the Underworld Girl, the Academy will not join this war. If the strong men on the second floor of the Academy come to the wasteland, it will be even more terrifying than the Xiling Temple ."
"Ning Que flees with Mingnv all the way, which is tantamount to betraying the world. Why would the academy remain neutral because of him? I think what he said has no credibility at all."
"The most important question is that we ridiculous people have worshipped Mingjun for thousands of years. Now Mingjun's daughter is in the world, but we don't take protection. What is the significance of that thousand-year worship?"
"Worshiping the king of the underworld for thousands of years, my deserted people still live so miserably, and the invasion of the underworld is not good for us, are we really going to be the forerunner of the underworld? I don't want to be a ghost soldier!"
Whether to accept Ning Que and the daughter of Pluto, the deserted people in the tent hold completely opposite opinions. The dispute has continued without a conclusion, but the great elder and the most powerful Tang have remained silent.
The opinions of the two sides remained deadlocked and even began to influence each other. The mature and respectful veterans gradually gained some passion, while the impulsive warrior leaders became more worried, but there was still no result, just for the safety of the deserted tribe. Gradually, more people tended to kill Ning Que and Sangsang.
The great elder stood up with difficulty and walked to the case in the middle of the tent. The skinny body, which had been eroded by years and harsh environment for many years, seemed to fall apart after shaking it twice.
There was a mess of things on that wooden case. There were gold leaves, a thick pile of silver tickets, and a few waist cards, all of which were found by Tang from Ning Que.
The elder's skinny palm moved slowly on the case, and said: "I will return these things to the Underworld Girl later, whether it is to kill or stay, the respect that should be maintained must be maintained."
Tang calmly responded, and then walked to the front of the case, preparing to put away the debris.
The great elder's fingers trembled suddenly, like old bamboo in the wind.
Tang Shun looked at the old man's fingers, his pupils shrunk slightly, his body became a little stiff, and he was silent for a long time, realizing that all of this turned out to be something that was predestined in the future.
The great elder glanced at him, sighed and said, "If this is the case, let them stay."
Tang nodded and said, "I think so too."
The veterans and warrior leaders in the tent were very surprised. Even those who were willing to take in Ning Que and Sangsang were a bit surprised. They didn’t understand why the elder and the powerful Tang remained silent, but here Shi suddenly expressed his attitude, and still such a clear and firm attitude.
The patriarch picked up something like that on the case and let everyone see it with their own eyes.
It's a waist badge, not gold, wood or stone. I don't know what material it is. The whole body is pure white, with a black pattern engraved on it with embossment technique. Looking at the fresh marks on the edge, it seems to be something that has just been carved.
The black pattern is a statue, which seems to be a human being, but also a certain god. The pure white periphery looks like a great light. Because of the back of the light, the face and body of the person or **** are deeply immersed. In the shadows, it is impossible to see clearly.
The tent was quiet, and the sound of snowflakes falling on the roof became extremely clear.
The great elder said slowly: "More than a thousand years ago, the great priest of Guangming brought into the wilderness preaching with the scriptures of the heavens. I first believed in Mingzong and sacrificed to the monarch. After a thousand years, I returned to the south and met the gods. The daughter of the emperor, the descendant of the great priest of Guangming, this is probably the so-called destiny. In this case, even if the clan is annihilated, we must complete this matter."
Tang looked at the warrior leaders and said with a solemn expression: "Back then, I took up apprentices on behalf of my teacher and passed on your Mingzong exercises, so that the inheritance continues. Now that the inheritance is reappearing, you should know how to do it."
The warrior leader knelt on one knee, saluted very respectfully, and replied in unison: "Death to the death."
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Ning Que woke up and felt some headaches. At first he thought it was a problem with drinking, and was a little ashamed. Later, he realized that Tang had been given medicine, so he became angry. However, when he learned of the final decision of the Huangren Senior Association, Joy and excitement suddenly replaced all negative emotions.
It's just that he still doesn't understand some things.
A few years ago in the wasteland, he heard Mo Shanshan say that the Mozong and Huangren believed in Mingjun, but they were extremely afraid of Mingjun coming to the world, because in their doctrines, Mingjun coming to the world means the arrival of darkness. People also don't like darkness.
So he can understand that Huang Ren is afraid of Sangsang, but he is unwilling to take her in, so what makes Huang Ren suddenly change his attitude and become so active?
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In the eighteenth year of the Apocalypse, there were strange signs from the sky, thick clouds persisted, and the sound of crows was unpleasant. Starting from the Moon Kingdom, it passed through the marshes, passed through the Tang border, and crossed Helan until the Eastern Desolation, and then continued northward.
The whole world knows that Ning Que entered the desert tribe with Sangsang, the daughter of Hades. The Xiling Temple handed down the elders of the deserted tribe and ordered the deserted people to immediately kill or surrender the underworld girl. Xiling Temple promised to stop the attack on the deserted people and set up a large pasture in the east desert to help the deserted people recover their country.
The elders of the deserted people calmly and firmly rejected the request of the Xiling Temple.
Xiling Temple instructed the world and ordered all practitioners to enter the wasteland. The amount of grain and grass that had been continuously imported into the wasteland became more and more, and countries began to recruit soldiers.
Xiling Temple said in the scripture that this is no longer just a war against the deserted people, but a holy war to save the world. The real war will begin soon.
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