Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 51: Songs to Send Arrows
In the Xiling Temple coalition, the Southern Jin Emperor stayed in Chengjing. The Southern Jin troops that entered the wasteland were led by the Prince of Nan Jin. In the previous bloody battle, they suffered extremely heavy losses. The powerful people in Jiange were killed and injured, and the great officials of Tianyu were
He was seriously injured. But the real strength of the coalition forces was not greatly affected.
There are also many Taoist guests who are like Mochiyuan in the Great River Kingdom, and are waiting to go silent.
The ruling priest Ye Hongyu in the Blood-colored God Chariot has not taken action yet - she killed three leaders of the deserted warriors in the battle a few days ago, showing an extremely terrifying realm of strength - you should know those deserted people
The strength of the warrior leader is close to the peak of martial arts.
The tall figure of the head of the Xiling Temple has been staying in the huge chariot, and the iron cavalry of the Tang Empire has not shown all its strength during several charges.
The elders of the deserted tribe will be killed or injured, and the elders will be killed on the spot. The first master Tang Shuang was seriously injured, and more than ten powerful warrior leaders were injured or killed. At this time, the Xiling Temple coalition still retained such powerful strength and remained
With so many backup plans, how can the deserted people not be desperate?
The battlefield gradually stopped but it was not long. The sound of drums from the temple coalition forces started again, and the army gathered again to prepare for the last attack on the deserted tribes in the north.
Tens of thousands of deserted soldiers were seriously injured. Most of them were seriously injured due to their strong body and will. They no longer had the ability to fight. The tribesmen looked at Tang, who was kneeling on one knee in the middle of the wasteland battlefield, and knew that the moment of extermination was finally coming. Thousand years ago
The hardships and dreams that come will eventually turn into vain.
There was a dead silence in the wasteland, and then someone was leading the song. The sad songs floated in the wind, and the rough songs echoed on the wasteland.
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"The sky is cool and the earth is cool. The eagles dare not look at the northern desert."
"The Ate Sea falls, the Ate Sea rises, and the snow wolf hunting on the Ate Sea."
"The snow wolf chases, the snow wolf dies, and I'm busy looking for the deer with a knife all day long."
"Where can you live, where can you die, where can you bury your bones?"
"Minshan is majestic, and the Minshan is strong. The Minshan is the real hometown."
"Treading through the vast snow, stepping through the frost of thousands of miles, looking south all day long."
"Treading through the vast snow, stepping through the frost of thousands of miles, no longer looking south."
"I'll go first, you come again."
"I'll fight first, you come."
"I'll die first, you come again."
"The way home is near, the way home is far away. Let's set foot on the way home."
"I've gone, come quickly."
"I've fought, come quickly."
"I'm dead. Come on."
"I'm dead. Come on."
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This is the song of the homeland that has been passed down for thousands of years by the deserted tribe. After thousands of years of wind and snow, they finally left the cold northern region. They left the Rehai and the snowfield and returned to their homeland. However, what greeted them was not flowers and enthusiasm, but
Cold eyes and bloody battles, and even the tragic situation of extermination of the clan.
In the past, when the deserted people sang this song, they would have tragic emotions, and even a calm and calm manner that was strong but not sad. However, today tens of thousands of soldiers in the desert were either dead or injured, sitting or lying on the bloody field, their voices were either hissing or hoarse.
The singing cannot be neat, and it rises and falls from time to time, making it particularly sad and soaring towards the sky.
Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and then the sound of wheels sounded, and the sound of rumblings merged into the sad song of the deserted man. The rhythm of the song was not disrupted - at this time, the song of the deserted man had no rhythm - but was given a certain rhythm
, a calm and stable rhythm that seems very indifferent.
Clouds covered the sky north of the wilderness, and a black carriage slowly drove under the clouds.
The deserted man looked at the carriage and supported each other with difficulty standing up. Whether it was the old soldier with gray hair or the young soldier with a young face, whether it was the middle-aged man with broken legs and the woman covered in blood, he looked at the car.
The black carriage, with a look of fear and a last hope appeared.
The proud knees fell on the blood-wet field. Where the black carriage passed, the deserted people knelt down and kowtowed. Some seriously injured soldiers of the deserted people could no longer get up once they knelt down and died.
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Tang knelt on one knee in the center of the battlefield in the wasteland, his left knee was deeply trapped in the mud, and squeezed out countless black juices. I don’t know if it was the milk of the wasteland or the blood of his fellow tribes. He stared silently at the huge chariot in the distance.
, looking at the tall figure looming in the tower, slowly adjusting his breath.
The deserted man is facing the disaster of extermination. As the leader of the Demon Sect’s battle between the Demon Sect and the deserted man, he is unwilling to accept this fact. At least before his death, he will make the Xiling Temple pay some extremely painful price.
At this time, the most noble and most important person to the Central Plains countries was naturally the head of the Xiling Temple in the huge divine chariot, and he was the ultimate goal of Tang life.
At this moment, he heard the singing of the tribe members coming from the distance behind him a little confused. Then he heard the sound of horse hooves and wheels. He looked back and saw the black carriage.
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The surface of the black carriage is covered with a light layer of frost, and the interior of the carriage is covered with a thick layer of ice. The talisman fire in the brass basin is frozen like a ghost fire, which may be extinguished at any time.
The cold and cold breath in Sangsang's body had already awakened and it was finally beginning to explode. However, neither she nor Ning Que knew what the imprint of the Pluto in her body would eventually turn into.
Ning Que's eyelashes were hung with snow frost. The dark sky light that came in from the car window was reflected into colorful light by these snow frosts. He listened to the singing of the deserted people floating outside the window and said, "I'll go first, you come again."
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Sangsang nodded, put his face on his chest, and said, "I'll die first, you can come again."
Ning Que shook his head and said, "I'll die first, you come again, or die together."
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When they saw the black carriage appearing on the wasteland, the Xiling Temple coalition camp suddenly fell into silence, and the gathering teams became a little confused, and the terrifying strong men were silent.
Two years ago, the Buddha's Eye Making of the Lanke Temple began in the autumn, and the whole world was chasing the black carriage. These wars that were extremely fierce in the wilderness were all caused by the black carriage. However, today the black carriage finally
When people appear before their eyes, they feel a little helpless.
No one issued an order, and the tall figure on the giant chariot looked up and fell silent. The Xiling Temple coalition almost subconsciously stopped the attack and waited for the final military order.
The black carriage stopped in front of the deserted people.
There was a creaking sound. The ice and snow in the car slightly shook and peeled off.
The car door opened and Sangsang, wearing a black fur coat, walked down.
She looked at the Xiling Temple coalition forces in the south and took a few steps forward. When each step fell, the ground where the soles of her feet contacted the wasteland would be frozen, forming a ball of ice and snow.
It's like walking on the white snow lotus.
The dark clouds covered most of the sky in the wasteland. More than ten black crows kept flying and hovering in the air above Sangsang's head, and the picture was extremely strange.
Looking at this scene, everyone in the Xiling Temple coalition forces in the south had extremely strange emotions, which were negative emotions combined with fear, awe, disgust, and destruction.
In the blood-red chariot, Ye Hongyu supported his jaw with his hands and looked quietly at the north, looking a little tired between her eyebrows and eyes. She was not as shocked by the black carriage and the daughter of the Pluto as if she were too complicated to speak.
.She just felt very confused at this time: Where is Ning Que?
Suddenly, her eyes suddenly became bright, and her black hair, which was as sharp as a waterfall, floated backwards. She folded her waist without hesitation, and fell down like a cut-off tree with her dancing black hair.
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Ning Que was not by Sangsang's side, nor in the carriage of the black carriage.
At some point, he had quietly left the carriage, and with the cover of the singing of the deserted people, he came to the front of the deserted people's front, and came to the middle of the deserted people who were kneeling on the ground with devout respect.
When the eyes of the whole world were attracted by Sangsang, he knelt on one knee on the ground, pulled the string with his right hand, and suddenly bent the iron bow, aiming at the direction of the Xiling Temple coalition forces several miles away in the south, and the bow string suddenly loosened.
The thirteen arrows of the Yuan Dynasty condense the collective wisdom of the academy and the resources of the entire Tang Empire. Judging from the power alone, they can even be compared with the legendary magical instruments of the previous generations.
Yuan Thirteen Arrows can ignore space. No matter how far the flight distance is, there will be no loss of power. Therefore, in battle, the farther the distance is from the enemy, the better for Ning Que.
Because it is difficult for those enemies to predict the opportunity from his actions and give warning signs.
Because of these characteristics, the Yuan Thirteen Arrow is the most suitable weapon for sneak attacks on the battlefield. It can be said that it is invincible. The only limitation is whether Ning Que can see the target and whether he can aim at the target.
At this time, the two armies were several miles apart, extremely far away, and ordinary feather arrows and flying swords could not pass by, but Ning Que could see all the details on the front line that lasted more than twenty miles across the opposite side, and could aim at anyone he wanted to aim at
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Shiny!
Ning Que knelt on one knee, hid among the deserted people, moved sideways continuously, and shot five arrows like lightning.
He knew that there were not many opportunities left to him today, and he had to seize and make full use of this opportunity, which meant that he had to accomplish enough goals in the first arrow attack.
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The first arrow is the most sudden and difficult to guard against. The chances of success are the greatest. The goal chosen is of course the most important person, the person who is most likely to cause fundamental changes in the battle situation.
This goal is easy to choose. Just as Tang decided to burn his last life and kill that person, Ning Que chose to give the first arrow to the head of Xiling Temple without hesitation.
Everything was as expected by Ning Que. The battlefields were far apart. Unlike the battles of the Yuan Thirteen Arrows in the Lanke Temple and Chaoyang City, no one could predict his behavior in advance.
At least when the first string echoed above the wasteland, no one knew that the iron arrow had left the string, and the Yuan Thirteen Arrow ignored space and time, so according to logic, no one could avoid it.
Even the head of Xiling Temple.
The white turbulence suddenly arose after the string, and has not yet fully formed. The dark iron arrow has disappeared. The next moment appears on the huge divine chariot in the south, appears in the pavilion behind the ten thousand gauze curtains, and shoots the tall figure.
Head.
The gauze curtain is covered with bright light.
The iron arrow shot into the head of the figure, but it seemed to hit the real shadow, sweeping through silently, and then the iron arrow body appeared, piercing through countless heavy curtains, disappearing into the extremely distant sky in the south.
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The tall figure leaned forward slightly and looked towards the north of the wasteland. It seemed that it was not hurt. Instead, it felt very interesting and wanted to see what the person who shot the arrow looked like.
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