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At night, the cold wind howled.
Wala Barracks.
Another day passed.
Ulan and others were stationed on the slope of the plateau.
This slope stretches as far as the eye can see, with no end in sight.
It will take them a few days to successfully climb over.
Ulan and the others sat beside a bonfire, gnawing on horse meat.
After eating horse meat, it is the tradition of their prairie people to rub the oil on their hands on their clothes.
"Tuguza, there is no news, it seems that he is dead." Ulan said, and then poured a jug of wine into his mouth.
Gela said: "I hope the Great Khan can go south to support us after receiving the news. Only the Great Khan's eagle shooters can stop them."
Everyone subconsciously looked towards the distant sky, hoping to see their Great Khan appear immediately and take them back.
In this battle, they fought too hard and were too useless.
General Nanwa Wamu said: "Master Wulan, there is still no reply from the Daxue Mountain?"
Wu Lan shook his head. He had already sent a pigeon for help to Daxueshan. If Daxueshan wanted to help, their flying eagles would have appeared long ago.
Ulan said: "It may be that they are at war with the Xiaoxiang faction."
They also know about the Xiaoxiang faction.
That is also a powerful sect, not much worse than Daxueshan.
Gela clenched his fists tightly and shouted fiercely: "If we can go back alive this time, we must drive out all Hong people in the future."
A scout rode over in a hurry, then got off his horse and said loudly: "Master Wulan, Lord Wamu, Lord Gela"
"Where are Yue Chen and the others?" Ulan shouted.
The scout said: "Hongguo's forward troops have already crossed the Crow Ridge. Our ambush at the Crow Ridge has been wiped out."
"What?" Ulan was furious, gritted her teeth and took a step forward, slamming her right hand hard.
Under the horrified eyes of this scout, he smashed his head into pieces.
The scout was dragged away by the guards, Ulan sucked the blood and brains on his fingers, his face became more and more ferocious.
A priest with oil paint on his face, various skulls on his body, and a skeleton scepter in his hand walked slowly, and said to Ulan, "Master Ulan, the sacrificial ceremony is ready."
Ulan nodded silently and said, "Let's go, warriors, come with me to sacrifice to the gods."
In the middle of the camp, a simple altar was built.
Above the altar, forty-nine people from the Hong Kingdom have been tied up.
These people are all men, and they are all strong young men.
Under the altar, there were many prairie warriors holding torches. As for the slaves, they were not qualified to observe and worship the gods.
Ulan walked to the bottom of the altar and said loudly: "Warriors, this time we sacrifice to the gods, hoping to gain the power of the gods and lead us out of the predicament."
The priest holding the scepter walked out of the crowd. At this moment, his steps were slow and heavy, and he walked towards the altar step by step.
Behind him, followed by more than 20 priests who were almost equipped.
Every large tribe has a priest. The grassland people believe that only if they respect the god enough, he will bless them to live a good life.
Sacrifice is a very sacred and solemn moment on the grassland.
There are many kinds of sacrifices for sacrifices, usually cattle and sheep are used.
Only during large-scale sacrifices, in order to reflect the piety of the believers, they will use people as living sacrifices.
The high priest led his subordinates and began to dance an ancient dance, dancing around the altar.
They spoke ancient vocabulary, which only priests could understand.
Seeing the dance of the priests, the surrounding warriors gradually became excited, looking at this scene with flushed faces.
It seemed that after the sacrifice was completed, they could go home under the blessing of the gods.
The priests stepped on the ancient dance steps, and under the leadership of their high priest, they stepped onto the altar step by step.
Then dance around the bound people on the altar.
The faces of the people became more and more frightened.
Finally, the priests stopped, and they took out an extremely sharp knife from their pockets.
Under the light of the torch, the knife reflected bursts of cold light.The blade of the blade makes one's scalp tingle.
The high priest shook the knife in his hand in front of the bound strong man, who was so frightened that his teeth chattered constantly.
"Please, I want to go home." The young strong man said loudly, and then his voice was drowned out by the loud shouts around him.
The high priest stopped dancing, then put the knife on the strong man's forehead, and then gently pulled it away.
"Ah!" The strong man let out a scream.
This is just the beginning
Next, the high priest moved very skillfully, and the other priests also started to attack the captives in front of them.
Starting from the forehead, they first drew a bloodstain on the person's head, and then began to slowly peel the skin.
This is the highest standard for offering sacrifices to the gods. All the warriors who saw this scene shouted loudly.
This is paying homage to the gods.
The captives screamed loudly and mournfully
After hearing the scream, the surrounding crowd became more excited.
This means that the gods are beginning to enjoy their offerings.
The priests moved their knives very piously, showing solemn expressions.
Not long after, the whole human skin was peeled off, but the skinned people did not die. They wailed in the cold wind.
There was a deep pit in the middle of the altar, and the warriors threw these skinless blood men into the deep pit and piled them together.
The physical friction made them extremely painful.
Someone screamed loudly: "I beg you, please give me a good time."
However, such a request will undoubtedly be ignored directly.
They will be howling all the time, slowly dying in torture, and when they die tomorrow morning, it will also represent the end of the sacrifice.
After all were skinned and thrown in, the shamans continued to dance around them, chanting ancient songs.
Bursts of blood-colored mist emerged from the sky above the altar, and vaguely, the blood-colored mist seemed to condense into a blood-colored skull.
The priest who saw this scene was overjoyed, raised his hand and shouted loudly: "The gods are calling, our gods are going to take care of us, this is the soul of the gods, and he will bless us"
"Boom, boom, boom!" The huge drum was sounded, and everyone, including Ulan, knelt down respectfully on the ground.
"Hail the gods, and your devout servant greets you!"
Everyone said loudly.
The high priest turned his head and said to Ulan and the others: "God said that ten thousand warriors can be given great strength, so that they can gain the mighty power of God."
Ulan and the other three glanced at each other, and then said loudly: "Thank you for the gift of God, the warriors are all ready. They will bathe in the glory of the gods."
Ulan and the others retreated slowly, and more and more warriors approached the altar.
They are brave men selected by Ulan and others to bathe in the glory of the gods. These ten thousand warriors will all receive the blessings of the gods. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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