After the old man described the wolf slave in great detail, the soldiers in the stable who were listening to the story felt their chests stagnant and took a breath. However, the curiosity that arose overshadowed the fear, and they still remained with a look of shuddering and unwillingness.
He moved his body and approached the old man and urged: "What's next, hurry up, hurry up, I want to hear, how did they change from human to now neither human nor ghost?"
The old man patted his face with interest and sighed, "Actually, those are poor children whose parents died when they were born. To describe it from the Huns' ideological point of view, they have been killed by God since they were born.
The curse has been abandoned, and even if it is alive, it will only increase the sin, so what should we do? Animals like wolves are the inviolable messengers of the Huns. It is better to hand them over to the management of those so-called bullshit gods. To put it nicely, it is teaching, but in fact
They were left to fend for themselves, so many years later, those surviving children danced with wolves, experiencing nature's most severe survival and elimination laws, and from then on became neither human nor beast, neither fish nor fowl."
"Humph! The Huns are such beasts, they even abuse their own children like this." A soldier looked angrily, and his disgust for the hateful Huns increased even more.
The old man also lowered his eyes, sighed faintly, and said: "Who says it's not the case! But, those werewolves are of great use to the Huns. When they grow up, they have the ferocity of beasts, but also retain the spiritual sense of humans.
The Huns had their own way of training those people from childhood into ferocious beasts with no humanity. At the same time, the animal trainers also had unique management methods that made them all obey the trainer's orders. The trainer's name was
Whoever they attack, they will obediently obey orders and be placed on the battlefield. If a ferocious and cruel wolf slave has a head-on conflict with a soldier, it can be equivalent to the combat power of four or five people."
Looking at the old man's complimenting expression, the young men opened their mouths in surprise and hurriedly asked: "They are so powerful, do they only use their claws as murder weapons?"
''Of course there are teeth. The teeth of those wolf slaves have been ground by the animal trainers to be no different from the sharp fangs of wild beasts. Their movements are extremely fast, and they are extremely sensitive to blood donation. As long as the smell of blood appears on the battlefield,
They will rush out crazily and slaughter as much as they want. To the Qin army, they are all demons that are known to everyone. When they fight, they will directly gouge out your heart, gnaw your internal organs, and of course, you
Brain, brain is a good thing''.
The soldiers were horrified by what they heard. They felt nauseated and trembled all over. But the old man spoke more and more vigorously at this moment, "People who have been attacked by wolf slaves will end up with missing arms and legs if they don't die miserably. But there is one person."
, but he was not attacked by the wolf slaves at all, and he escaped unscathed!''
''Wow! Who is so powerful?'' Everyone's strong admiration suddenly raised their thoughts into a fiery atmosphere.
The old man's eyes flashed with excitement. He recalled the news he had heard from others as if he had seen it with his own eyes. He couldn't help but smacked his lips at the man: "You original recruits don't know that we are guarding the border."
Major General Meng Yi had had several small-scale battles with the Xiongnu army before. Once, he once stood on horseback, raised his gun, and faced more than a dozen wolf slaves with one person. At that time, the wolf slaves were overwhelmingly attacking him.
He rushed towards him, brandishing his silver spear with one hand and accumulating power. The wind roared loudly and was unstoppable. With the other hand, he slashed with a sword, making sure there was no leakage. The battle was over in a short time, and the ground was filled with the bloody smell of the wolf slaves.
And the broken limbs, the whole army cheered."
Everyone in the audience was shocked and dumbfounded. One person was so excited that he clasped his hands and almost jumped up. After a while, he asked again: "But how could such a powerful figure like the Major General be besieged by the Huns army last time and almost lose his life?"
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The young man's confused cry of excitement made the old man come back to his senses. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Hey! What bad luck. It is said that the great wizard of the Huns appeared that time."
''Great Wizard? What kind of person is that?'' Everyone looked at each other in surprise at such a strange-sounding title.
The old man shook his head in despair and said: "No one knows for sure. They only know that wizards are an evil clan that has been inherited from the Xia Jie period. Each generation of them is gifted, intelligent, and capable of terrible magic. So far, these
The buzzing news is a topic of discussion among the people at the border. I don’t know if there is any magic, but this time even the invincible Major General was defeated. The conclusion that can be drawn is that the great wizard is really powerful.
The role should not be underestimated!''
''If this is really the case, then wouldn't the Qin army be ???????"
"Shhh!" Before the soldier could say anything, the old man rushed towards him, blocked his mouth with his eyes widened, and then threatened: "You don't want your life. You will be punished by military law for saying such things."
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The person who was knocked down by him nodded in panic. Then, the old man said softly: "Okay, let's stop talking today. Then cheer up and finish the work." After explaining, he suddenly stared at the northwest.
direction, raised his head high, and then lowered his head. During the pitching process, he finished a deep sigh, and then turned around and walked into the tent.
A young man whispered to the others in a very nervous tone: "Hey! Have you noticed that the old man has been acting strange recently?"
"I didn't find it, what's wrong?" The others shook their heads in confusion at the same time, not knowing when he was referring to.
The man asked back: "I said, you really didn't notice that the old man actually sighed!"
The others immediately rolled their eyes at him and said: "Boring, what's the difference between him sighing and you farting? Does your farting count as abnormal?"
The man insisted: "Look at you, you have been staying with the old man all day long, and now you still don't know his temper? You know, the old man never sighs easily. There is only one situation where he will sigh, and that is
When someone asked him about his hometown, he would raise and lower his head as he did just now, sighing with a weird expression!"
"When you say that, it does happen. Once I asked him where he was from and who was in his family, he would always avoid the topic, and then sigh deeply... If you ask me, he
There must have been some kind of war or plague in his hometown, and all his relatives were dead, so he talked about his sexual transformation. In this way, it also explains why he has passed the military service grade and did not return to his hometown to enjoy family happiness.
, I have to stay in the army in the bitter cold, it turns out that I have no home to go back to!''
At this moment, someone suddenly felt frightened and murmured to his companions: "Those wolf slaves won't come again, will they? If I'm unlucky and it pounces on me, God...
..." He made a weak sound, made a meat-cutting motion on his neck with his hands, and then stuck out his tongue. The whole action was very obscene and funny.
The others immediately looked at you with disdain and laughed: "Look at you, you are such a coward. There are patrol troops with bows and arrows, and they can all pierce the enemy at a hundred steps. Even if you are a timid rat, it will be difficult to lose!"
In the forest at night, when the fog is thick, the green leaves emit a delicate fragrance, attracting insects to sit and chirp.
Faintly, a pile of white flames appeared in the air, floating coquettishly, forming a dynamic burning.
It was as if the flames of the sacrifice were burning, and the hot mark turned into a charming bewitchment in the wasteland of time.
It is also like the lament of the distant past, the burning soul.