Chapter 195: break out

Deciding on the next strategy, the High Priest showed amazing mobility.
On the second day, the tribe was urged to abandon the humble Xuelie City, and the whole family moved to the southern city of Panluo.
At the same time, he summoned the people in power of the tribe, including several principal sacrifice and generals, and announced plans for the entire tribe to continue to migrate eastward.
Lin Jia replaced Du He as one of the four principal sacrifice as he wished. At the same time, he also instructed the believers in the folk and conveyed the brand new deity of the goddess across the world.
The ground fire is about to surge, move east, and build a new city ...
On the day of spring, the temple was frosty and the mist was surging. The goddess of the cross once again showed miracles, the true body came, and the gods were awarded to guide the people to migrate. Along with it was the news of the birth of the Spirit Girl.
The high priest solemnly declared that the spirit girl was formed by the re-bred Beizhu Xuanzhu on the temple, which is the blood of God. In order to guide the tribe's new path, it came to life.
For this exaggerated statement, as well as this myth and legend full of inconsistencies, Qin Nuo once doubted its effectiveness. But as Pang Hui, walking among the people of the Xuelie clan, they saw their insatiable faith. Qin Nuo had to admit that the high priest's grasp of the tribal people's hearts was still very accurate.
Well, theology is not logical at all.
At the plea of ​​the high priest, Qin Nuo agreed to the second scheme of posing as a goddess.
The use of religion to arouse can mobilize the largest manpower and the most complete popular support with the fastest efficiency.
After all, the entire tribe gave up its base camp that had been in operation for decades, and the migration of the entire tribe to the east was a decision of the strong men to break their wrists. It was difficult for most people to make up their minds before the disaster arrived.
Now with the will of the goddess, everything is different. Although there are still many people who are nostalgic for their homeland, most people have accepted the plan of the whole family to migrate eastward to seize their homeland.
In particular, the target of the attack turned to the Turbi people. Although they had the fear of challenging the behemoth, they were more joyous.
The hatred between the Tubi and the Xuelie is too deep. It can almost be said that the entire history of the death of the Xuelie clan is the result of the Tu Bi people's constant biting and gnawing.
There is also a solution to the anxiety that made them extremely hate, which is also a conspiracy of the Turbi people.
The high priests think more about this than the folks.
Although the southern line of the Tu Bi nationality is at war with Da Zhou's soldiers and horses, its power is still not easily provoked by the current Xuelie tribe.
The best way is to contact the surrounding Sun City and other tribal cities to attack together.
The temple dispatched envoys and began to contact the surrounding tribal forces.
At the beginning, all small and medium tribes were unbelievable, and the Xuelie tribe revived. The border friction between them has been intensifying in recent years. They have just destroyed Pan Luo City, half-disabled the main force of the Rising Sun, and the surrounding tribes were all people. Self-danger, I was anxious to join forces to eradicate this growing scourge, but now this scourge has extended an olive branch to them, and invited them to join in together to fight against the Turbi people.
Is this crazy? Even if there is no resentment between them, to go against the huge Turbi tribe, it is the longevity of Laoshouxing.
However, these small and medium tribes quickly changed their attitudes. In the face of cruel reality.
This day is coming faster than everyone thinks.
It was the seventh afternoon of the return from the valley secret.
In the city of Shirelie, a few remaining people are busy preparing dinner for the evening. A child playing on the street shouted first,
"Oh, the mountain is on fire!"
"The temple of the goddess, burned up!" More children began to scream, and the voice shocked the city.
The bright spring sun is shining on the top of the mountain, and the white mountain is floating on the sky-blue background, which is holy like a fairy palace condensed by clouds.
And in the whiteness of the eyes, the sudden red fire flare suddenly looked dazzling.
The world like pure white and sky blue suddenly cracked a gap, flowing red blood.
What followed was the smoky black smoke that quickly permeated the sky and landed on the ground.
The volcano erupted!
Fortunately, after returning to the city of Xuelie, under the severe demands of the high priest, the people immediately began to move south. Now most of the people have moved to Panluo City to live.
Immediately after the volcanic eruption, the soldiers escorted the remaining people, leaving nothing to worry about, and hurriedly left the dark clouded city.
In the evening of the same day, the last people rushed all the way to Panluo City.
The next day, soldiers heading for investigation near the city of Xuelie brought the latest news. The hot lava and black smoke had permeated the foot of the mountain. When they left, it was difficult to breathe in Xuelie City.
The last day predicted by the goddess should really come! A panic floated across the tribe.
With the earnest plea of ​​the high priest, Qin Nuo had to repeat his tricks, lowering the shrine again as a spirit girl, soothing the panic of the people, and pointing out that as long as he went east, there would be a new vitality.
Volcano molten rushes out, the thick black cloud covers the sky.
The area of ​​influence is constantly expanding, and Pan Luo City is not safe. The surrounding city tribes such as the Rising Sun City and Huiwen City are soon shrouded in the shadow of death.
Within a few days, coalition forces headed by the Xuelie tribe had gathered.
Originally, they were still laughing at the stupid behavior of the Xuelie tribe's self-control and ants shaking the tree. Now these small and medium tribes have to join the ranks of shaking the tree.
In the face of such a terrible natural disaster, it is not worth mentioning any previous territorial disputes or city frictions. No one can be alone. Only by working together can we make a living.
The 30,000 elite cavalry of the Xuelie tribe, plus the soldiers and horses of the seven or eight cities and tribes around the mountain, 100,000 people, rushed to the east.
The tribe's people, women and children followed closely behind them. Before the terrible natural disaster, they had to abandon the long-held city and return to their migrant life.
Fortunately, it was the beginning of spring, when the weather was warming, and green was emerging on the grasslands. All tribes are used to the days of grazing, so they can barely support it.
Hundreds of thousands of people migrated to the east. This huge population torrent quickly approached the edge of the Tubi territory.
This is a more tragic problem than the attack from the Southern Zhou Dynasty. Da Zhou's soldiers and horses, as well as a day of negotiation and retreat, but these migrants did not return to their homeland. Behind them has become a dead place raged by lava and dark mist.
Fighting for survival, this enemy is the most difficult to fight. And to feed nearly one million people, the land and pastures needed are unbearable for the Turbis.

Qin Nuo was in a tent, looking at the paperwork in his hand.
The news that the pigeon was delivered this morning was completely deciphered by Lin Jia and was immediately reported to him.
The news is simple. The palace has received the letterhead previously returned by Qin Nuo.
With the concerted efforts of the court officials such as Fan Wensheng and Huo Donglai, Qin Mao pretended to be pretentious, looking at the triumphant compliment in the conversation, I'm afraid he has more deterrent power than his own emperor.
Everything went well in the North Korea, that is, after the beginning of spring, the Ritual Department began to flock again to play for the draft. In particular, Shu Wang Qin Xun was unfortunately "sick" because he was over-frightened. The imperial court demanded that the emperor immediately perform the major task of succession.
Qin Wei used his poor health as an excuse, but he was taught by his ministers.
Huo Donglai slightly helped the emperor to quit a few words, but was attacked by the group, and the old minister scolded him for his daughter's favor, trying to dominate the harem, regardless of the royal blood lineage. Then think of the dictatorship, the party and the private business, the plot is not correct ... Anyway, these days, the old man is scolded.
Qin Nuo couldn't help but secretly rejoice that he was still here. For things in North Korea, Huo Donglai and Fan Wensheng must be able to support them. Continue to look, and feel scalp tingling.
In the end, Qin Yue threatened him fiercely. If she didn't go back soon, she would break the jar and drop him. She would put a bunch of beauties in him, put them in the harem, and wait for him to return to Linxing.
If her sister's temper continues to be delayed, she might be able to do it.
Qin Nuo continued to watch in trembling, but fortunately, there was good news that was reassuring.
The layout of the return of the thirteen princesses has also begun. Pei Yue marched westward. Dai Deyao led the 20,000 elite soldiers to respond to the success of the princess. The news will soon spread in Beishuo. The hunt for the Thirteen Princesses should be over.
At the same time, there is a report from Qianli Division. Since Emperor Jiwu collapsed and Hengdao City annihilated more than 100,000 iron riders in Beishuo, the reputation and strength of the Mushi royal court have been greatly reduced. People dared to move directly towards the Mu family, but the friction between the tribes began to increase. Violent clashes erupted in a dozen tribes across the vast land.
Of course, among the most powerful and large-scale ones, the actions of the coalition forces of the Xuelie clan are also required.
Qin Nuo read it twice, and at the end of the stationery was a line of Juan Xiu's fine print, "All right, don't miss it."
This line of words does not involve major military affairs, so it was not written with a password, and Qin Nuo recognized who wrote it at a glance. He pressed this line of small print to his lips and kissed him with a sweet heart.
After watching it, put away the secret letter, Qin Nuo came out of the camp.
In front of you is a vast and rich grassland. As the weather warms, the snow melts and converges into bright streams, nourishing the earth. The lush green grass couldn't wait for a small head to emerge from the ground.
If you ignore the continuous dark clouds in the distance, it is really a quiet and open landscape.
Two months passed and the eruption of the Tiansheng Mountain continued. The magma raging area had long ceased, but the continuous smoky sandstone still shrouded the surrounding area.
According to reports from those sent back to investigate, not only Xuelie City was completely buried, but the cities of Panluo City and Rising Sun in the distance were mostly covered with thick black ash, and they became completely deserted.
If there were originally clans with a glimmer of hope, they could return to the city after a year and a half of wandering. After the news came, everyone was desperate.
The offensive against the eastern Turks has also become fiercer.
The southern front is advancing slowly and steadily, and the east is being attacked again. The two fronts are at war. Even if the Tu Bi are tough again, they can't bear the bleeding of two giant monsters at the same time.
In just two months, the coalition forces captured three cities in succession and occupied a large area of ​​grasslands. Where Qin Nuo is now located is directly behind the front line of the Allied Forces.
Numerous cavalrymen galloped past them. They had just finished a battle and were about to join the next battle.
Lin Jia came out of the account with the guard next door.
All the cavalry passing by were dismissed with salute and respect.
The young new principal sacrifice quickly became the core think tank of the coalition after several successful strategic plans.
Not only the young people of the Xuelie tribe admire him very much, but also the people of other clans are also very respectful to him. Not to mention, the goddess of the Cross has repeatedly demonstrated miracles, and the priest is still a man favored by the goddess.
Since the valley incident, the faith of the goddess of the resurgence began to spread on a large scale among the clans. It even affected other clans who acted together.
Many of these small and medium tribes were originally vassals of the Xuelie tribe and had a certain basis of belief.
Night fell, Lin Jia stood beside Qin Nuo, and the two were on a silent sloping ground, whispering the recent battle situation and government affairs.
The two do not have to meet secretly at the moment. They are both young leaders of the tribe. It is common to discuss major issues together.
Now Qin Nuoming has a brand new identity, the orphan of the Pangs.
The surname Pang also exists in the Xuelie clan, and is still a very noble vein. His ancestors have served as several city owners with noble bloodliness. Unfortunately, during the decline of the tribe 20 years ago, the city was captured by the enemy and the entire clan was The massacre, the rest were sold as slaves. Qin Nuo is now the orphan of this tribe. In order to win the trust of the people, under the arrangement of the high priest, he also played a Qin Nuo to take out a token, the high priest was shocked and lost, and then the two sides cried.
A high priest testified in person, and Qin Nuoming's identity was quickly accepted by the tribe.
In private, as the incarnation of the goddess of the cross, Qin Nuo was revered in higher specifications. However, only a few people know his true identity. In the eyes of the Xuelie people, the spirit girl who is born today is a real incarnation.
Lin Jia said with a headache: "It has already been mediation. On the bright side, there has been no peace, but the young people on both sides are mad."
What he was talking about was that the cavalry of the Vietnamese and Xuelie tribe had quarreled over the barracks, and it was almost a matter of confrontation.
After detailed inquiry from the tribe elders, it was not because of the spoils or the assignment of grasslands, but because the people of the Yuehe tribe spoke to challenge the authority of the goddess.
Qin Nuo also started to pay attention to this issue. At present, due to heavy survival pressure, all people's muzzles are unanimously outward, so the conflict between beliefs is not fierce, but if settled. Since ancient times, disputes caused by religious beliefs are endless, even in backward ancient societies, which is a major cause of regional disputes.
The stale front, the spread of faith, the coalition tribes with different thoughts, and the oppression of the Mu Family, which does not know when it will come, are one by one, and there are many things to worry about.
Qin Nuo thought for a moment, "Or let's start with cultural legends."
"From what?" Lin Jia opened his eyes wide. With these days, he has discovered that young emperors often have unexpected ideas to solve problems.
"Yes, use myths and legends to resolve disputes between gods." Qin Nuo began to tell a story.
The plot of the story is bizarre and intriguing.
A stone lion born on a barren grassland was evil everywhere and endangered the people. Then he was spotted by a goddess and embarked on a journey to the west to learn from the war and win hundreds of battles. Eventually, he achieved positive results and became a guardian of the goddess.
Under the gloomy night, Qin Nuoxin humped this myth that changed "Journey to the West" to Wu Chengen's unrecognizable. Among them, the stone lion is naturally the original shape of the Buddha, and the original Guanyin Bodhisattva in the story was replaced by the goddess of the world. Of course, the story cannot call the two gods so clearly. However, the identity of the two can be identified through various hints.
Even if this stone lion enters the earth and defeats countless demons and monsters, the final destination still needs the emulation of the true behind the scenes.
In fact, the status of the goddess of the world is elevated to the category of the only true god, and the victory of the Buddha, no matter how brave and powerful, the final destination, if you do not surrender to its subordinate, then it is a fall into a demon ...
On the quiet grassland, Qin Nuo's clear voice tells the twists and turns of bizarre myths and legends.
After telling the story of the Stone Lion vs. the Bull Demon King, Qin Nuo stopped and inadvertently saw a few bright eyes around him. He was startled. "What are you doing?"
Under the shadow of night, several people of Pei Tuo didn't know when they got together.
The story paused, Yan Chang couldn't wait to ask, "What's next, boy, what's the next story?"
Qin Nuo: ...
"We just came back and heard the son talking to Zhen Zhan again, we were not alarmed." Pei Tuo laughed. They led a team of soldiers and horses to attack a granary of the Tubi tribe, returned with a victory, and still had the joy of triumph on their faces.
"Fortunately, there was no alarm, otherwise such a wonderful story could not be heard." Chen Changan sighed.
"The son is really unfair. We struggled to survive and die without appeasement, but told the story to Zhen Zhan, we should ask everyone to come and listen." Yao Xingxu complained intentionally.
"We're talking about the spread of faith." Lin Jia looked solemnly, covering herself with a disorder that could hear God.
Interrupting their voices, Yan Chang couldn't wait to continue to ask, "My son, what about the next story?" Jing Liang's big eyes blinked, just like the puppy waiting to be fed.
Qin Nuoqiang resisted the urge to reach out and touch his head, and looked away angrily: "The back is gone." After speaking for a long time, the corners of his mouth were a little dry.
Was complaining, a water bag was handed over, Pei Tuo, asked with a smile: "Is the story of the son also read in the palace library?"
Such a tortuous and vivid story cannot be made up in a short time, it must be the textbook I have seen before.
Qin Nuo took it, took a sip of water, and laughed, "Yeah." This legendary library is really all-encompassing.
"My son, what's the name of this story, I have never seen it." Yan Chang asked, full of desire. I can't wait to find that book immediately, seeing the end from the beginning.
"The solitary copy in the palace, long forgotten the name." Qin Nuo answered with a stern face.
"The collection of books in the palace is truly extraordinary." Yao Xingxu and Chen Chang'an both yearned for their faces, and were greatly regretful, but unfortunately they were lost.
Lin Jia thinks for a longer time, although she is also immersed in the twists and turns of the story, but at the same time, I also think that such a good story will surely spread quickly, through the subtle way, let everyone default, the victory of the Buddha is great, But it's just a wild outsider, the only true is the goddess of the world.
"When I have time to return, I will tell you this story in detail, and you will sort it out later, combining the local culture and legends of Beishuo. Find a few believers to spread it." Qin Nuo ordered.
Qin Nuo has sufficient self-confidence for the popularity of the low-match version of the stone lion. The cultural and entertainment activities of this era are very few, and the grassland people are particularly barren in this regard. Once spread, the efficiency is absolutely high.
As for the eager eyes of several people from Yan Chang, Qin Nuo snorted, "Look at it after Lin Jia finishes finishing."