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Chapter 115 Birds Falling White Wolf(2/2)

In the main hall in the center of the palace, the contemporary Xiongnu leader Luo Tutuo, wearing a leather robe slanted on his shoulders, was reading the battle reports sent back by the allied forces from the south.
He is in his fifties, in his prime, strong and imposing.
Sitting there, he was still half a head taller than the petite Yan family (the collective name for the wives and concubines of the Huns royal family) standing beside him.
The forehead is broad and bright, and the black hair on his head is tied into a very thick braid, decorated with wolf teeth.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky. After reading the battle report, Luotantuo stood up from his seat, looked south of White Wolf City, and laughed:
"The news brought back by the eagle said that my son Luantangman went south hunting and visited several cities in a row and made a lot of money.
When he comes back, we, the Huns, will have another warm winter.
The hunting trip south is about to end, and the people and materials gained have been sent back one after another. Let us pay attention to receiving them."
Standing next to Luotanduo was an old Huns man who was also wearing animal skins.
Wearing a colorful divine hat on his head, he is the great shaman of the Huns.
He was also looking towards the south in the direction of Middle-earth: "I heard that there are saints in the land of the Seven Kingdoms.
Southerners have always been weak in culture and greedy for life. I don't know how different the saints from China are.
I'll wait until next year to plunder, and I also plan to visit the southerners' places."
Luotantuo said leisurely:
"It is rare that the great shaman is willing to move around, so I will make an agreement with the great shaman. When I conquer all the grassland tribes, I will lead a large army to conquer the middle land and plunder the seven countries to strengthen the power of the Huns.
At that time, I will make everyone in the world believe in shamanism."
The great shaman nodded slowly with a smile on his face.
And just this afternoon, a hundred miles outside White Wolf City, a giant bird flew down from the sky. It was the auspicious black bird of Great Qin.
That night, on Zhao Huaizhong's order, it flew all the way north to find White Wolf City.
At this time, the black bird fell in the wilderness a hundred miles outside Bailang City, folded its wings and stopped on a huge rock the size of a house.
There is a cave under the rock, which is a wolf den.
The black bird fell, and two jackals, a male and a female, rushed out of the wolf den. The moment they saw the black bird, they screamed in fear. They were swept away by the breath in the black bird's mouth, refined and devoured.
Deep in the cave, several wolf cubs were also swept into the belly of the black bird.
After eating the big bad wolf's family, the feathers on the black bird's neck fell off, and a small emerald green gourd slid out.
Zhao Huaizhong received five empty gourds in total.
Originally one was promised to Mu Yangjing and one to King Zhuang Xiang, but he still had three left in his hand.
The one that is shaken off from the black bird's feathers is one of them.
The gourd appeared, with a flash of light, and Xia Xin, the general of Ye Yu Mansion, was released from it.
Immediately after, Mu Qianshui and You Tianjian Jiqian, one of Ye Yu's four officials, and others walked out.
At the same moment, another figure appeared from the wilderness not far away, but it was Pei Yu, the general of Ye Yu Mansion.
Xia Xin asked: "Where is Deputy Shi Bai?"
It was not the first wave that they were brought here by Xuanniao.
It had been more than twenty days since the Huns attacked Zhao. Xuanniao came and went three times, loading and transporting three groups of people through small gourds.
The first wave of Baiyao has been secretly operating near Bailang City for more than half a month, and has investigated various matters.
At this time, Pei Yu, Xia Xin, Mu Qianshui, Ji Qian and others quickly headed away in one direction with the little gourd.
The black bird took to the air again and disappeared deep into the clouds without a trace.
Ps: This chapter is over 3,000, have you noticed that I have grown longer recently?
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