Chapter 75 The Heart of the Great Shaman

In the far north, on the south bank of the Rana River, Chinasi Camp.

The tent was quiet and terrible. Suzile and Ke sat by the fire stunned, and their eyes were empty. Up to now, he can't believe that he lost the war with all his troops. There are fewer and fewer people who can help him, and General Su and General can't go to war again in their lives. General Alatancang was killed, and the heroic cavalry and Falcon cavalry were almost lost. The three famous generals and the three strong armies of Chinasi are only Zaerhua. The big wind tent is barely maintained, but the number of the big wind tent is less than two. Ten thousand. This has not been included in the death and injury of the slave warriors who covered the thousand thre horses, and the men who can fight are basically dead!

Suil and Kechang sighed, covered their faces with their hands, and tears flowed out through their fingers. His thoughts seemed to be still on the tragic battlefield. All tactics, seducing the enemy, fighting, attracting attention, and the launch of the last blow are perfect. Even considering that Azlan will use the Mengyang messenger again, in case the magician takes action again, let Ye Xingchen take over. Everything was taken into account, and all the ideas were perfect, but I didn't expect that Azlan would have that kind of lethal crossbow. The 500-step range can penetrate the armor of the fierce horse. If the penetration is not considered, the range of the heavy crossbow will be longer. According to the samurai who survived on the battlefield, General Aratankura and his falcon were killed without waiting to enter the effective range of the bow and arrow. General Alatancang, under the cover of the rayman, barely entered the range of 300 steps and pulled the bow, but the bowstring was broken by Azlan's arrows!

God is going to perish!

Machine crossbow, machine crossbow! This is the equipment that Fanyang should have sold to Chinasi. At the proposal of General Alatancang, he tore up the alliance with Fanyang. Fanyang sold these weapons to Chinasi's enemies in revenge, resulting in the defeat of Chinasi! Yes, all this is the fault of General Alatancang. It was his insistence on turning against Fanyang, causing the heavy crossbow to fall into the hands of Azeslan! It's all Alatancang's fault. It has nothing to do with him. All this responsibility is not on him, but on Alatancang... It seems reasonable to think so!

However, General Alatancang is dead! When he saw his father's body crying in pain, he slapped him in the face and asked him to wake up. The general who often followed him with a dragon tongue bow, like a steel bar, died. The pair were deep in his sockets and his dark eyes would no longer look at him... How can he bear it? Can you afford to take responsibility? What's more, the general's original intention was to make Chi Nasi good. He was right at that time. His father asked for too many things from the herdsmen, and now Chi Nasi can no longer ask for anything from the herdsmen within five years...

This tactic was invented by Ye Xingchen, so let Ye Xingchen bear this responsibility? But everyone felt that this was a perfect tactic. When he told this tactic to the generals, their praise made him flutter, and even made him forget that this plan was invented by Night Star, as if he was the creator of this huge and delicate battle plan! There is no problem with the plan itself. It is perfect. It is only omitted that Azran will have equipment such as a heavy crossbow!

In the final analysis, all responsibility lies with him! But how could he explain to the herdsmen that more than 30,000 fierce horses and most of them were killed in the battle, and the slave warriors were killed and injured countless times? How can he bear this heavy responsibility that depends on tens of thousands of lives?

In the silent tent, although Su Rile sat by the fire, he also felt cold, as if all his blood and hope were shot into pieces by the roaring arrows in that battle! His heart was so painful that he couldn't help sobbing, but what General Alatancang said to him at that time came to him again:

"Look at them, and hundreds of thousands of red herdsmen behind, look at their eyes! The king is dead, and their hope is all on you! Looking at their eyes, their eyes are clearly begging you to save, but you are begging others to save yourself? Only you can save yourself!"

He suddenly shook his head desperately. He was not the savior, not a god, not a great hero like his father who could fight in all directions. He was nothing. He was not the material to be a king at all. The herdsmen and warriors put their hopes on him, and they just misread the wrong person!

But what should I do now? The Lion King said at that time, let him and the prisoners go back to Chinas, let them organize the next attack on Azeslan, and then defeat them again... Continue to release them, organize another attack... This will consume the men of Chinass again and again.

But will Chi Nasi still trust him to follow him? He has lived up to too many hopes of the herdsmen. Chi Nasi lost so pitifully that I'm afraid the herdsmen have denied himself as a king in their hearts!

Then bow your head to Azlan like this? Pray for forgiveness and give up the glory of Chi Naisi on the grassland from Xuanzu Zhuoligetu Chinasi to the glory of his father Burishu Chinasi's reign? He is the last man who is still alive, and the blood deposited in his blood for hundreds of years does not allow him to do so! If he surrenders to Azlan, he will be abandoned by the whole Chinas!

"What should I do..." He lowered his head desperately, holding his hair with both hands, and the jumping and burning flame gradually extinguished, and his whole body was about to immerse himself in the thick darkness!

"Alas..." Suddenly, there was a sigh in the tent, and a hoarse and whining voice sounded, "Son, you have done well enough, much better than your father at that time..."

I don't know when the big shaman walked into the tent. He sat down tremblingly and stabbed the fire with a fire stick to make it burn more vigorously. The old man became thinner and weaker, his face was pale and thin, and the dense wrinkles were deeper, as if his skin was much larger than the surface of his body, and the loose cover was on the skeleton. The big shaman is in his seventies, very old. Most of the men on the grassland can say a long life in their fifties, and very few of them live to their sixties.

Suil and Ke felt that the fire in front of him were burning again, and the jumping flames seemed to become warm with the arrival of the big shaman. He looked at the big shaman with tearful eyes, looking at the old man's gray hair and turbid eyes - watching the big shaman who grew up really old...

"I just came from Night Star, and Uma stayed there to take care of him." The big shaman said in a buzzing voice. The bad weather made him feel cold, and the old man's body was no longer strong...

"How is he?" Hearing the news about the night stars, he raised his head and looked nervously at the big shaman.

"It's not very good. The child is very weak. What should I say? His body seems to have been smashed and glued together again. Although the wound can't be seen, his body is extremely weak. The battle between magicians is not understandable by us mortals. The sky and the earth are often cracked, and the sea is burning... I let Uma stay by his side to take care of him. He should have waited for another year to let him go to the battlefield at the age of 18. At that time, his spell power would be completely developed, and I'm afraid he would not be so seriously injured..." The big shaman said angrily.

On the battlefield, he duel with the magician from Mengyang and relied on the stars to hold back the terrible magician, and this huge tactic was also invented by Ye Xingchen. Before he opened his mouth, Xingchen took the initiative to follow him to the battlefield... All this was what he owed to the stars, and everything that Chi Nasi had nothing to do with him Of. He knew that Xingchen helped him not because of the Chinasi tribe, but just because of himself, because Ye Xingchen regarded him as a friend... He owed Ye Xingchen too much.

"It's all my fault... I shouldn't let the stars get involved..." The guilt in Su Iller and Ke's eyes was deeper, and the pain in their hearts was almost dead. Yumeng can no longer be a friend, and now his only friend is so seriously injured because of his own affairs. How can he feel at ease?

"I don't blame you... When I left the night stars, I planned to let him enter the battlefield to deal with the magician in the south. At that time, your father and I had our own plans. Your father planned to form an alliance with Fanyang, get the support of Fanyang, and launch a unified war on the whole grassland five years later. I plan to let the magic power of Ye Xingchen mature and participate in the battlefield in five years, so that Shen Fanshuang's prophecy can be completed, and then pass the position of the great shaman to Shen Fanshuang..." The big shaman said hoarsely, his eyes were burnt, "It's just that no one expected that the old lion would launch a war a year earlier, a year earlier. Everything is in a mess, it's all in a mess!"

Yes, it's to blame the Lion King Huyan Erdun for not playing cards according to the rules and not starting a war according to the time arranged by Chinasi! Yes, the responsibility for all this lies with the Lion King. It's not General Alatancang's fault, nor the stars' fault, let alone his fault. If you blame the old lion...

At this moment, he didn't realize how ridiculous he was.

The strong don't have to be responsible for the weak. In the world of the law of the jungle, the weak are like the food of the strong. The strong can eat the weak whenever they want. The weak can't blame the strong! The world is like this. Time goes back a hundred years. During the reign of Zhuo Ligetu Chinas, the god of war, which tribe on the grassland dared to resist the force of Chinas?

In the final analysis, it is the decline of Chinasi...

A uncomfortable silence.

"You are now the king of Chinas. What are you going to do next?" The big shaman finally broke the frozen silence and said hoarsely.

"Don't ask me what to do, I don't know, I don't know anything..." Suzile and Ke shook their heads to shake their heads as annoyed as the bull around their ears.

"Well, that's right. Such a situation is too difficult for you. The Lion King Huyan Erdun Ketu is a difficult role. When your father was reincarnated, he did not want to easily make enemies with the Lion King. Even your father knew that Mondurat Chinas was killed by the old lion and did not launch a war brazenly, but I have endured for so many years..." The big shaman rubbed his old and dry hands and roasted them on the warm fire.

"Didn't Brother Mondurathu be bitten to death by a wolf? How could it be like this?" Suil and Ke were stunned. The original son of Chi Naisi, the heir of the king, his brother, the outstanding leader of the young generation, Monduratu Chi Naisi, announced to the tribe that he was besieged and killed by the wolves...

"It was killed by the Lion King, and the resentment between Chinas and Erdun Ketu is too deep. When your father launched the extermination war against the Gaza tribe, he killed a woman of King Lanmuzab Khan. That woman was the old lion's own sister. At that time, Azlan could not beat Chi Nass and could only bear it, but secretly killed your brother Mondurathu. Your father hid this matter out of political considerations. If you fight for a son, the largest tribe and the second largest tribe in the grassland will only benefit the southerners. Even your father has been trying to repair the relationship between Chinas and Azislan for so many years. If the two tribes had joined forces, the south would have become a barbarian horse farm..."

Su Ri listened stunned, thinking of his father's optimism and self-confidence, and remembering that his father often said to him: 'You are my strongest and most satisfied son'. I'm afraid that when his father said this, he was thinking about his brother Mondulatu. If the father abandons the identity of the king and the god-like domineering momentum, the pain of losing a son may defeat him! But my father has silently endured for so many years and looked forward to him for so many years, hoping that he can be as outstanding as Brother Mondurattu, so that he can safely hand over the burden of the king to himself!

Father, how much pain have you suffered? Suil felt a knife-like pain in his heart.

"Your father is a far-sighted man. He always looks at the land in the south, unlike these idiots on the grassland, who can only fight inside. If these sweat kings on the grassland take out half of their energy in the grassland struggle, why do the barbarians have to live in a remote place? Your father is a sensible person, broad-minded and can tolerate everything, but the kings are too stupid and short-sighted fools, which will only delay big things. ..." The big shaman spat fiercely into the flames, with a deeper disappointment than hatred.

Su Rile heard that his face was as hot as being whipped. He remembered what the Fanyang messenger said to him when he ended the covenant with the envoy: 'Your Highness, you are far from your father's eyes and foresight. Compared with your father, you are as weak as a turtle.' He was weak like a turtle, which was really vivid... Su Rile couldn't help laughing at himself, and his face was even more lonely.

Yes, as a great shaman, he is not a shaman of Chinas, but a shaman of the whole grassland. Similarly, as a king, Su Rile is not the king of Chi Nasi, but the king of the whole barbarian race. However, in the more than 100 years when Chinasi ruled the grassland, the title of king has become weaker and weaker on the grassland. Even the herdsmen of other tribes only respect the Khan king of their own tribe, not the king of the whole barbarians. Chi Nasi, for more than 100 years, has become weaker and weaker...

"I shouldn't have interfered in tribal politics, but now I'm very worried about Chi Nisi's situation. Your father is dead, Su He can't do it, and Ala Tancang is also dead. Chi Na Si's wolf teeth are responsible for the patrol work of the whole army. The task is very heavy. Those old nobles are useless. Chi Nisi can even help you. There is no one." The turbid eyes of the big shaman seemed to brighten all of a sudden, and a fierce momentum like ten thousand people broke through the old man's skin and burst out. At this time, the big shaman was as powerful as a god. Although the old shaman will die at any time, it is the dusty temperament that makes it impossible to ignore this dying old man.

"Suil and Ke, listen, Chi Nasi can't stand the war now. We must keep enough men to raise and rest to restore Chi Na Si's strength. You are still young. What will you do after ten or twenty years? Now Chi Nasi needs time to recover. At this time, let the old man fight for you!" At this moment, the big shaman's expression was extremely serious. "Listen, I sent someone to write to Hu Yan and tell him that I, as the Great Shaman, recognize the status of the ruler of the Azislan grassland and the throne of Hu Yan. From then on, Chi Nasi is the minister of Azislan. I hope that the two tribes will stop fighting and create a direct face-to-face conversation between you and Hu Yan. The opportunity. As a messenger of the gods, it is very important for Hu Yan to take over the whole grassland. After all, no matter how bad Chi Nasi is, he has accumulated power for more than a hundred years. The identity of an orthodox ruler has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. No matter how strong the old lion is, he can't escape the reputation of 'yeur king'. However, with my support, the Azlan is the righteous ruler of the grassland. Hu Yan will easily take over the grassland, and the herdsmen will also turn to support Azislan, which is fatal to the old lion!"

Suil and Ke's breath suffocated, and he could already touch the idea of the big shaman...

"I will ask you to sit down and talk with Hu Yan. I will also be there. I will ask both sides not to bring troops and weapons. If I am present, they will believe it. For the rest, let General Zaerhua arrange it for you. He is very good at this kind of thing. When I go back, I will secretly pass on the position of the big shaman to Shen Fanshuang. When you do it, it will be enough for you to kill me..." The old man said peacefully.

"Big Shaman, how can this be? How can I knife you too?" At this moment, Suil and Ke realized what the great shaman was going to do. The old man paid so much for himself and Chi Nasi. How could he kill the old man?

"Child, don't be soft-hearted. This is your only chance. When I calculated the prophecy on the original fire, no matter what, Chi Naisi could not defeat Azeslan on the battlefield. We can only win from outside the battlefield, or you think it's despicable, but child, you are the king of the grassland, the favorite of the gods, above all sentient beings on the grassland. No matter what means you use, no matter how despicable you are, they only look at the results. No matter how open and aboveboard you are, you still won't get the hearts of the people. Only by killing Huyan Erdun Ketu, everything will be solved. Then Shen Fan inherited the position of the great shaman. You held the head of the Lion King in one hand and were held high by Shen Fan in the other, declaring that you were the supreme man in the grassland. Azeslan provoked Chi Nasi, killed the old king with despicable means, and killed the Chi Nasi warrior. The old lion had been killed by the Tengri God... When the Ajslan saw the head of their Khan king and heard the words of the messenger of the Tengri god, they would naturally be afraid and begged you for mercy..." The old man's mind was extremely clear, and he mastered everything as clear as the lines in his palm, which was very different from the crazy big shaman.

"But, big shaman, why did you just want me to kill you...? I can't do this. You watched me grow up. How can you do this? Suzil shook his head and said.

"Stupid boy, you are just too kind-hearted! The big shaman has been a liar in his life. He pretended to be a ghost to deceive herdsmen, the previous kings, your father, the nobles, Ye Xingchen and Shen Fan, and soon to deceive the old lion... The big shaman has been full of lies in his life. If a hypocritical and hateful person like me can die, I'm afraid Tengri God. One foot kicked my soul into hell. Ha ha, not to mention, because of my words, more than 400,000 people in Gaza died all of a sudden. Now that I am old, I feel ashamed... Don't ask more about these things, I will tell Shen Fanshuang, and one day he will tell you! Kill me, it won't stain your hands. This is helping me wash my sins..." At this time, the big shaman's face was full of peace and quietness, like a satisfied old man. For the people of the Chinasi family, Bolishe Chinasi should call him uncle by generation, and Suil should call him grandfather. Both of them grew up by themselves. Now that Chinasi has become like this, he also needs to bear something for Chinasi!

What his old man can do is to cheat people again!

But Su Rile on the opposite side has burst into tears. How many people have died for him and Chi Nasi along the way? His father, General Su He, General Alatancang, and those warriors who died in the battle who didn't even know their names. Now, the great shaman is also going to sacrifice their lives for him. How can he bear it? Can afford it? How can this make him feel at ease? He can't bear it!

"Old man, I haven't married a woman in my life. I have no children. I lie in the guise of a big shaman all day long, pretend to be a ghost, eat well and drink well, and don't worry about anything. Child, when I was most depressed, your grandfather took me in, and it was also your grandfather who made me a big shaman and gave me a personal status. Your father avenged my father for me. In my life, I owe you too much to think too much. As for you, I have always regarded you as my own grandson and watched you grow up... ...Think about it, I am the great shaman of three generations of Chi Nasi. I have been embarrassed, suffered, suffered, enjoyed, and satisfied in this life. That's enough. There are no regrets! Child, killing me at that time is helping the old man fulfill my wish, you know? Ha..." The old man's tone was so lightly, with a quiet, intelligent and satisfied smile on his face, and every wrinkle on his face was peaceful, like a yellow fallen leaf, floating in the wind...

Tears raged on Su Rile's face. He didn't know what to say. His mind was very confused. He seemed to roar out loudly, but his chest was so blocked that he just sat there covering his chest with his hand and wearing a big breath.

It took him a long time to nod his head in front of the old man's quiet eyes...

The old man smiled more kindly and narrowed his eyes into a line. Good boy! By the way, Yu Meng and Ye Xingchen, you have to take good care of them after I die! Yumeng is the daughter of the old lion. The old lion killed your father, and you are going to kill the old lion again. As a daughter, Yumeng may have a knot in his heart. You like that girl, right? Let's see. If she doesn't hate you, you will get married. If that girl doesn't want to talk to you anymore, let her and Ye Xingchen. You are all good children. The hatred of your fathers should have nothing to do with you, but if you want to blame, just blame this life..."

When Su Zile heard 'Yu Meng', he felt something broken into scum in his heart and something collapsed in his heart. He understood that it was a friendship with Yumeng for so many years, and the unspeakable love. All these beautiful memories collapsed, became the dust of memories, and became unforgettable dreams, and the beautiful dream, broken into a fluttering butterfly, flew into the sky and could no longer be grasped...

This is fate, he muttered to himself, this is fate!

The tent fell into a dead silence again.

Suddenly, there was a rapid footsteps outside the tent. A warrior knelt outside the tent and shouted, "Report to the king that the tent of the night stars was attacked by a team of warriors, and his life and death are unknown..."

Suil and Ke and the big shaman's faces suddenly turned pale. Huo stood up and looked at each other. They both looked angry and rushed out of the tent without saying much.