Song Yang opened his eyes and looked out through the gaps in the tent. It was dark. "《》"
The sand people's life is simple. Except for the high priest who has an hourglass in his hand, the whole clan has no accurate timing tools. They usually look at the location of the sun and the moon. When it is cloudy and rainy, they have no choice but to make rough estimates. However, Song Yang has an accurate schedule and no memory. He has not lost his living habits he has developed for more than 20 years. When he wakes up, it should be dawn.
Song Yang stretched out his head and looked outside the tent. There were no stars and moons, and there were no rising suns. There were only dark clouds all over the sky, pressing heavily on the wasteland.
The black clouds were extremely low, as if they could touch them by just climbing onto the top of the tent and reaching out to touch them... It was indeed dawn, but the haze covered the roof, covering the skylight.
Song Yang walked around outside, greeted Sha Min who was getting up early, and joked for a few words. Anyway, no one could understand what the other party said. But this did not affect his mood. Perhaps the word "Yang" was included in his name in his previous life. He liked the feeling of everything reviving in the morning and being ready to move. The beginning of a new day may be just a boring repetition of yesterday, and some unexpected adventures may pop up. Who knows? Just look forward to it. Every morning, he always has a good mood.
When she returned to the tent, the porcelain doll was still sleeping soundly. She used to be unable to sleep, but after the boy named Song Yang came back, she became sleepy unknowingly. When she grew up, she never felt at ease after the accident, which made her wish she could die in the quilt... Song Yang went over and pushed her gently, and smiled and said, "Get up, you have to miss breakfast."
The porcelain doll was sleepy and barely opened and looked at it. When it was dark, it murmured in a sleep that he couldn't even understand. He reached out and pulled the blanket, and shouted, simply wrapped himself up. It seemed that he didn't intend to pay attention to Song Yang.
After a short while of sleep, a hot and soft hand stretched out from under the blanket, searched for it, then found Song Yang's hand, pulled it into the blanket, held it in his arms, and slept more comfortably.
Song Yang's hands were not honest and ignored the porcelain doll. Anyway, he just didn't get up. Song Yang waited for her for a while. He thought that if he didn't get up, he would have to delay breakfast. He raised his other hand and slapped her butt through the blanket. Unexpectedly, after a "splash", a rumbling loud noise suddenly exploded in the sky outside. A divine thunder was frightened everywhere, and even the ground was shaken slightly by the terrifying sound pressure.
Song Yang was shocked and muttered in his heart that he just patted his wife's butt... The porcelain doll finally woke up in shock, sat up suddenly, and asked Song Yang blankly: "Thunder?" As he said that, he hurriedly put on his robe and walked out of the tent.
The thunder had already started, but the rainstorm had not arrived. The air was so stuffy that it was a bit difficult for people to breathe. Anyone could tell that a heavy rain would soon come. The porcelain doll looked at the sky, suddenly turned around, hugged Song Yang with a little trembling voice: "After... you must be careful, you can't stand the fight between life and death, and you must not show any mercy. You must come back alive and take me away."
Since Song Yang’s return to the team, the Baiyinsha tribe has never encountered rain. Until this moment... the heavy rain is the sky water.
According to the customs of Sha people, today is the day to baptize sins; according to the agreement of Sha King, as long as Song Yang escapes from the crime, he will leave under the escort of Sha people.
In Baiyin, Song Yang is a VIP and a criminal. Shamin respects and is friendly to him, but he cannot allow him to leave. What's more, he is in a vast wasteland, Song Yang takes one old and one weak, and even if he can escape from Baiyin's camp, there is no way out. Ninety-ninety will be trapped and died in the wasteland.
But if the sin is washed away by Tianshui, things will be completely different. After the identity of the sinner is washed away, Bai Yin will send someone to send him to the border between the Quanrong and the Uighurs. As long as he steps into the Uighurs, he will truly escape from heaven and everyone's nightmare will also disappear.
The porcelain doll was so happy that it was a little overwhelmed. Finally, it was waiting for Tianshui and finally the opportunity to leave... At this time, a cold and sinister voice came beside them: "Don't be happy too early. I have asked the King of Sha. The dark clouds in the sky are too low. It must be heavy rain but it may not fall for too long. Whether it can be used to wash away sin depends on the situation."
The King of Baiyin Sha promised that he would choose a lasting heavy rain to cleanse Song Yang's crime. If the hourglass stopped before the rain was finished, the sinners would have no chance to fight and would be directly killed.
The porcelain doll immediately changed its attitude: "Let's go find Sha Wang."
Lord Ban was stunned for a moment and asked the porcelain doll: "I really don't want to wait for a moment? I must let Song Yang take the risk of taking the opportunity to wash his crime?"
The porcelain doll was startled by his words and shook his head and said, "No, it's against you. I asked Sha Wang to tell him that since I was not sure that it was a long rain, I can't wash my sins today. There is no need to look at the situation. When will it be a long rain and when will it be a long rain and clean it... Or just wait until winter, don't take risks in your life."
The heavy snow in winter is also the sky water, which can be used to wash away sins. The rain is changing, and the length is unpredictable. It may be thunder and lightning a moment ago, and the sky may be dissipated after a moment; but the heavy snow in the north is much more stable, and it usually does not stop immediately, and it will not stop for several days.
Lord Ban always had no good expression and said coldly: "If you think Baiyin Shamin is a lackey in Xiemen, what do you say is what you say?"
Xie Zizhuo ignored it and took Song Yang to find Sha Wang. She had a thought in her mind that she would never allow Song Yang to risk his crime in the unpredictable rain. Sha Wang was easy to talk. After learning about the purpose of the porcelain doll, he nodded happily and said with a smile: "This is something I have promised a long time ago. Don't worry..." Before she finished speaking, Sha Min suddenly came in to report the important matter.
After hearing the report, Shawang frowned and pondered for a while, and gave a few words of rude words. His subordinates took the order and left. A moment later, the sound of trumpets sounded throughout the camp. After breakfast, Baiyin Shamin, who had just eaten breakfast and was about to start working and continued to build his home, heard the trumpets, was stunned at first, and then threw away all the tools carried by his shoulders, ran back to his tent, shouted to the women at home for help, and began to change into leather armor and wear weapons.
King Sha was no exception. With the help of the Fat Princess, he changed into a king's dress only during sacrifices or celebrations. His wide robe was lined with leather armor, and a battle knife was hung around his waist.
When he walked out of the tent in a neat dress, Bai Yinqing and Qiang were already fully armed. A large group of people gathered in the middle of the camp. Everyone looked solemn and had high fighting spirit in their eyes, waiting for the orders of the Sha King.
Since becoming a prisoner, Xie Zizhuo and others have never seen Bai Yin scatter such a formation.
The Shamin prepares for war, as for the enemy... no need to ask, the Quanrong cavalry will not come here in this place. The only one who can make Bai Yin so nervous is the Shamin clan.
Sure enough, King Sha whispered to Song Yang: "There was a report from the front that the Lord Sha personally led the army and horses of the clan to come. What they listed were real battle formations. If the negotiation was incorrect, they would fight... they would definitely not be able to negotiate."
The purpose of the Lord of Sha is to understand all Baiyin and all Baiyin cannot accept it.
Now is not the time to be polite, Song Yang is straight to the point: "I'll fight for you."
King Sha shook his head: "This is Shamin's own struggle, it has nothing to do with you, so you don't need to help. Just protect your old man and woman." Then he ignored Song Yang and walked to the forefront of his team.
A little unexpected, King Sha did not make a long statement. He only drew out his long sword and slashed it three times, and said another rude word. His anger penetrated Zhongyuan and shouted loudly, which brought the hissings of millions of soldiers!
Lord Ban translated to the couple from the side: "Only eight words: the Free Clan, the Battle of Freedom."
The Free Clan, the Battle of Freedom.
Then the King of Sha waved his hand, and a big flag slowly raised from the army. The sound of the horn suddenly became excited. The soldiers of the whole clan were arranged in advance and shuttled in an orderly manner under the leadership of the elders. Following the King of Sha walked towards the edge of the camp, preparing to welcome the powerful enemy.
It took only four days for Bai Yin to arrive at the camp. The idea of Sha Wang building the camp into a large array was far from realizing, and even a basic outline could not be built. However, some of the most basic undertakings have been built and provided some support for them.
There were less than 30,000 soldiers in the Baiyin clan, of which 20,000 were formed into a battle formation according to the military strategy left by Zang Qing, and they firmly held the ground. The remaining thousands either entered fortifications or turned into small squads to cover the army outside the array, each performing its duties without any disorder. Compared with the Han soldiers and horses, the difference was only because of the lack of uniform armor and military weapons, and the army was slightly uneven. However, the strong physique and full fighting spirit of the Sha people also condensed into another momentum and killing momentum.
The clouds above my head were covered with thick clouds and the air was sticky and stuffy, but the heavy rain never fell. After the thunder just now, there was no movement. No one knew what God was brewing...
Almost all the men went to the battlefield, and the fat women in the clan did not retreat, and they were divided into hundreds of teams and stopped not far behind the formation.
There are simple stretchers placed beside the women. Once the war starts, they will take on the heavy responsibility of injury. They are also part of this war. They will soon be shuttled to the battlefield to rescue injuries, transport arrows or supplies; the women also have long and short knives around their waists. If the men are exhausted, they will be pushed on.
Women are also white voices, free white voices.
The remaining elderly and children do not need to be directed by others at this moment. The elderly are protecting the children and gather together. There are tens of thousands of them. The crowd is silent. They sit or stand quietly and look at the parents and children who are standing in front of them. Various weapons are also scattered around their feet. They can be picked up and killed by just bent down.
For these old, weak, sick and disabled, Bai Yin's pig iron weapons were a bit too heavy and they couldn't last long with their strength, so they put them next to their feet.
Song Yang sent Xie Zizhuo and Lord Ban into the crowd and accidentally saw Xiao A Dou. Xiao Ba's eyes were bright. Seeing Song Yang blinking, her eyes were curious, as if she felt this guy looked familiar. When she passed by her side, Song Yang pinched his face casually. The boss of the little kid was unhappy...
After settled down, Song Yang looked a little hesitant and moved his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. The porcelain doll smiled when he saw this: "If you want to go, go, I'll wait for you here." As he said that, he walked forward and gave him a soft hug in front of countless people for the second time this morning.
Song Yang also smiled. He was afraid that she would stop him. He nodded to the porcelain doll, leaned over and picked up a heavy battle knife beside the old man Shamin, and said to the other party: "Old man, lend your knife to use."
Lord Ban was the editor-in-chief, and the old man Shamin laughed and said, "Take it, I have another one!" As he said that, he pulled out a dagger from his waist and waved it at Song Yang.
Song Yang finally nodded at the porcelain doll, Lord Ban nodded, picked up the sword and ran towards Baiyin's army.
When he ran away, the senkara asked the porcelain doll: "Why did you let him go? Are you not worried that he will be beaten to death?"
Xie Zizhuo sat down, curled up his legs and held his knees, and curled himself into a ball. Her favorite sitting position: "He once took the risk of pursuing the barbarian bloody case for the safety of Yanziping; he was seriously injured in order to save a barbarian's posthumous child; he went into the lizard nest alone for some irrelevant Shamin kids... This is his nature. He regards Bai Yin as a friend. Will he sit back and ignore his friend if he wants to fight? I can't stop him. Besides, I don't want to stop him. I only support what he wants to do, and I will not block it."
"Be careful to spoil him." I couldn't tell whether it was a warning or a ridicule, Lord Ban said this indifferently.
"He will not be spoiled, but he actually doesn't need to be spoiled," Xie Zizhuo suddenly laughed: "It's been so devastated that it's beyond help."
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While saying "borrowed" to Song Yang, he squeezed through the military formation and came to his side. The Sha King was a little surprised and looked at him with a look: "If you really want to fight, don't expect me to take care of you."
Song Yang smiled and said, "I understand, you are talking nonsense."
King Sha was angry and laughed at him, and did not pick up his mouth, and casually changed the topic: "Shamin's sword is much heavier than your Han family's ones. Are you used to using it?"
"I think it's too light." It's not about showing off or being pretentious. He only used the Dragon Bird. Looking around the world, there is no other knife except the Dragon Bird that will make him feel good and not light.
The war is imminent, so how could Song Yang not be nervous? As a result, he talks more nonsense than usual. He looked back at the towering flags in Baiyin's army and reminded King Sha: "Let your brothers put the flag down."
The King of Sha glared: "No! It's related to the momentum of the military strategists. Before the battle was started, the flag was collapsed. How could I fight this battle?"
Song Yang also has his own reason: "Look at the weather, there will be lightning and lightning at any time; look at the terrain again, there is not even a tree, and your flag will be struck by lightning later, so there will be no need to fight this battle."
King Sha did not talk about science but only superstition: "It is impossible. The free clan is favored by God, and there will be no thunder and lightning!" After saying that, he changed his subject: "Besides, the Lord Sha was also waving with a big banner. If you really want to be beaten, you won't be our family."
This sentence reminded Song Yang, thinking for a while: "Do you Shamin have the banner of unity?"
Baiyin Shawang nodded. At that time, all the tribes of the Sha people were a piece of loose sand, but they lived together for many years and were unified in foreign countries during the fierce battle with the Quanrong. In order to facilitate command, it also symbolizes the harmony of the whole tribe and is a whole. While each tribe has its own banner, it also serves a king's flag.
The King's Banner is the banner of the Sha Lord, but the former Sha Lord was just a symbol, not a real king. His banner represents more the unity of the Sha tribes, rather than the prestige of the King.
Song Yang asked again: "Do you still have this king flag?"
After King Sha nodded again, Song Yang's bad idea came. He pulled King Baiyin and muttered a few words. The latter was stunned and then laughed. After the rude words were sent, the group of strong white voices standing behind him immediately became busy. Soon, a particularly tall flag that was far superior to the others was erected in front of the formation. The flag of the Lord Sha was hung on it.
At this time, the enemy's flag suddenly hung up, and the Baiyin warriors were puzzled. The King of Sha was exhausted. He raised his head and looked up at the king's flag for a moment. Then he turned his eyes to the warrior behind him. His breath suddenly rose and exhaled, and asked loudly: "Who can tell me what does the same big flag represent now? What did it symbolize decades ago?"
Before the warriors could speak, Shawang replied: "This flag now represents the Lord of Sha, which means that he is the master, and all Shagus are his slaves... But the truth is not the case. Just a few decades ago, it was the same flag, which symbolized the unity of all the people of the Shagus as brothers and harmony as relatives! At that time, every tribe was a free tribe, and every Shagus as free people. We have leaders, brothers, brothers, friends, but there is no master."
"It's a pity that now there is nothing under this flag, and only one master is left. Who has shamed this king flag that once symbolized unity and honor!"
"I raised this flag today because I was afraid that the Lord of Sha is powerful, so I bowed my head and gave in to the loss? Wrong! Let this big flag flutter in the wind because we know its original intention! Bai Yin wants to use this royal flag to tell all the sand tribes that Bai Yin always treats them as brothers and has never betrayed. Even though he has been away, we are still under this ancient flag. If they are in trouble, Bai Yin should die to save them; if they need help, Bai Yin should sacrifice his life. We can give everything for them, but freedom cannot be given up!"
"The same tribes are slaughtering each other, not a decent battle." As he said that, the Sha King lifted his knife and slowly made a hole in his face to show his 'facelessness'. Then his voice suddenly raised another height, and roared: "But in the Battle of Freedom, Bai Yin deserves his brothers, the heaven and earth, Bai Yin deserves this king's flag!"
With a bang, all the Baiyin soldiers shouted and screamed...
"It's enough to speak." Song Yang's expression was solemn and his tone was solemn, which fell into the eyes of the Baiyin warrior who was puzzled by Chinese, as if he was eager to fight.
The King of Sha looked excited and full of fighting spirit: "Can you understand?"
Song Yang raised the sword in his hand and pointed at the place where the enemy was about to come: "I don't understand, but I can probably see everyone's reaction."
The King of Sha also raised his sword and pointed to Song Yang in front: "If there is no way, I will raise an enemy's flag at all times, and I have to give everyone an explanation."
There was another loud bang on the ground, and tens of thousands of soldiers in Baiyin drew their swords and pointed at the enemy's direction from a distance, roaring loudly, and the Baiyin soldiers ignored the first level: the Sand Lord King's flag in front of the formation was much higher than the other Baiyin flags. If it really thunderstorms were going to hit later, the first flag would definitely be the one who was hit.
A king flag has two meanings, and it will depend on what the Sha King said at that time.
If it is struck by lightning, there is no need to ask, it is the injustice of the Sand Lord and the wrath of the gods; if it is not thunder, it is Bai Yin that always keeps his brothers and feet in mind, and if he has occupied morality, then freedom cannot be desecrated.