Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated! Chapter 682: Mother!
Chapter 682 Mother!
"Xiao Wang thinks so too!"
Tuoba Aofeng did not expect that the high priest would directly make such a decision, but this decision coincided with his thoughts.
"Then have you ever thought about whether Xu Huaiyi would agree to our surrender?"
The subsequent words of the high priest cast a shadow over Tuoba Aofeng's face.
Northern barbarians live in the northern grasslands.
They had a feud with the Tang Dynasty, and before the establishment of the Tang Dynasty, the Beiman was still the enemy of the previous dynasty, and one dynasty ahead, the Beiman was still their enemy.
In this rich land in the south, dynasties have changed several times, but the northern barbarians are still the northern barbarians.
"Xiao Wang will let him agree!"
When Tuoba Aofeng decided to surrender to Old Master Xu, he had already thought about this issue.
He had heard Tang people say such a sentence, the dead northern barbarians are the good northern barbarians.
Even if they wanted to surrender, it was impossible for the other side to fully accept them.
For the continuation of the race, even if they are integrated into the Tang people, at least they have not cut off the blood of their ancestors.
Perhaps, the high priest said more accurately, if you can't win, then join.
Integrating into the Tang Dynasty is the final destination of their northern barbarian clan.
"Then go!"
The high priest didn't say any more, but waved his scepter gently, "From now on, Beiman, there will be no more high priest inheritance!"
"High Priest?!"
Hearing the last words of the high priest, Tuoba Aofeng's expression changed in horror.
However, Tuoba Aofeng didn't wait for the high priest's response, he only saw the high priest walking towards the high priest's holy seat, walking down step by step, walking past him, and walked out of the tent.
"High Priest!"
The guards guarding outside the tent saw the high priest come out and saluted in unison.
"Wait, come with me!"
The high priest looked at the guards kneeling in the snow and spoke in a deep voice.
The holy guards stood up, turned silently, followed the advancing high priest, kept moving forward, marching forward in the wind and snow, the target was the dragon city that was blocked by the flames.
The kerosene tank projected by Dragon City ignited the ground, and the raging fire was still burning.
A sickening smell of charred meat spreads through the air.
This is the burning corpse of the northern barbarian warrior who fell in the fire!
The high priest approached the still burning sea of fire, suddenly raised the golden scepter in his hand, and slammed it into the ground.
Suddenly, the earth trembled.
The raging sea of fire was completely extinguished at this moment, and only the smoke rose.
Tuoba Aofeng followed behind. Seeing this scene, he trembled inexplicably.
He doesn't know what this means.
But he felt that if the high priest could use this method on the battlefield, they would definitely be able to win the battle and take down the Dragon City directly.
Thus, Tuoba Aofeng didn't understand.
Why the High Priest would rather make them submit to the Tang rather than use such a miraculous method.
However, Tuoba Aofeng did not have the courage to ask questions.
At this moment, at this moment, countless northern barbarians followed behind the high priests and holy guards, heading towards the Dragon City.
When the northern barbarians of the brigade approached the attack range of the Eight Bull Crossbow in Longcheng, the high priest stopped.
"You are all here, wait for me!"
No one dared to disobey the decree of the High Priest.
The crowd stopped.
The high priest, alone, slowly raised the golden scepter in his hand.
In an instant, the golden scepter released a golden light, and the light rushed to the sky like a sharp blade, tearing apart the dark clouds all over the sky, allowing the sun to shine on the earth again.
On the city wall of Dragon City, Mr. Xu and others saw this miraculous scene.
The sun shines from the sky, shrouding the high priest's body, making him seem to be wearing a golden sacred armor.
"Master, do you want to attack?"
The guards beside Mr. Xu were a little nervous.
The scene in front of me is definitely not something that can be done by human beings.
The sea of fire that was burning not long ago was extinguished in an instant.
The golden light split the sky, wiped out the dark clouds that filled the sky, and dispelled the huge snowstorm that was raging between the heavens and the earth.
Such a method is truly a miracle!
"Don't worry!"
Old Master Xu naturally saw the high priest's means, and was extremely shocked.
The means of the Northern Barbarian High Priest, this is no longer the ability of the world to do. Even the Jie Luck Dao, which claims to be able to defy the sky and change its fate, is not capable of doing this.
This is simply a magic trick.
Master Xu was also a little flustered at this time.
If the High Priest of Beiman attacked the city in person, then this Dragon City would definitely be unstoppable!
Nowadays, the Beiman clansmen are within the range of the sling. Mr. Xu believes that the Beiman High Priest knows this, but he did not disperse the crowd, which shows that the other party did it deliberately.
In other words, the High Priest of Beiman, who was walking towards Longcheng, used the tribe of Beiman as hostages and was sending a signal to him.
This signal means that the Northern Man High Priest wants to talk to him!
"Open the gate!"
Aware of this, Mr. Xu immediately let someone open the gate of Longcheng, while he rode on a yellow horse, two guns on his back, and rushed out of Longcheng alone, towards the Beiman High Priest The direction you came from, galloped away.
This is a king to king meeting!
At least, that's the way Mr. Xu wants to come now.
The Yellow Pyu is a famous horse for thousands of miles, and it is very fast.
Mr. Xu met with the High Priest of Beiman soon.
"Xu Huaiyi, I have met the Northern Man High Priest!"
Although Mr. Xu hated Beiman very much, he didn't dare to be rude in the face of a mysterious existence like the Beiman High Priest.
The high priest of Beiman looked at the old man Xu who jumped off the horse, and gently inserted the golden scepter in his hand into the ground.
Then, he took off the gold mask from his face.
The moment the High Priest Beiman took off his mask, Mr. Xu subconsciously shouted, "Mother!"
"No, not possible!"
Old Master Xu's figure flickered, he took two steps back, his eyes were wide open, and he stared at the high priest of Beiman who revealed his true colors.
"Brother Bao, what is impossible?"
The voice of the Beiman High Priest is no longer clear, but a little softer.
Master Xu became even more angry when he heard this voice!
He suddenly withdrew the two pistols on his back, the stick in his left hand and the gun in his right hand, and glared at the Beiman High Priest.
"What kind of monster are you?"
"Have you received the letter I left in my private house?"
The High Priest of Beiman ignored Old Master Xu's horror and spoke softly.
"You,?!"
Mr. Xu is completely stupid right now.
But how is this possible?
He watched his mother die, although his mother's body was later gone. However, after so many years, he is getting old, but why hasn't he changed at all?
This is impossible!
But if everything in front of me is fake, what about her mother's letter to him?
(End of this chapter)