Chapter 205: Festival

On the fifth day of September, after Chin Tian's monitoring, it was a good day for the deities.
The ceremony of sacrifice to heaven for the Nanlan City League was arranged on this day.
The spirit girl is respected, and she must assume important tasks at the sacrifice ceremony. The palace specially prepared a luxurious reliance to greet the female driver to the altar in the south of Nanlan City. Mu Kun also thoughtfully ordered Li Qianjun to lead a thousand soldiers and escorts.
Departing from the early morning, leaving the city gate in the afternoon, walking all the way south until dusk, arrived at the foot of Yaoshan.
The altar to pray for heaven is built on Yaoshan, facing the Tianxing Mountain in the west.
Yaoshan is a beautiful place of scenic beauty in Nanlan City. Although the altar was prepared in just a few months, the Tubi people spared no effort in preparing the place for sacredness and solemnity.
The white marble paved a vast area, thirty-six corridor columns symbolized the gods in Beishu mythology, and the golden altar in the center was carved with the statue of the Buddha. With compassion on his face, he looks west, facing Tianxing Mountain.
Looking far away from the top of the towering mountain, Tianxing Mountain is almost invisible, and as far as it can be seen, there is only a whole group of dark clouds that permeate the sky and earth on that side.
Over the past many days, the eruption of the volcano has not completely stopped, but the surrounding earthquakes have gradually eased.
Mukun's ceremony was just right.
Most of the sacrificial rituals in the world are about the same process. In a day, on the tall altar, Mu Kun looked dignified, and brought a group of civil and military officials to bow to his head. The ceremony officer read the sacrifice and burned prayers.
More is the way of sacrifice.
First, cattle and sheep were slaughtered, and blood was allowed to flow on the white altar.
The level of the sacrifice was gradually rising and soon became a living person. The people being pulled out were all blond hooves. Earlier I heard that these were the royal clan who had been captured in the Western Regions in recent years. Two of them are kings, and the rest are princes.
The more honorable you are, the more you can express your respect and respect for God.
Qin Nuo has no doubt that if his identity is discovered, it will definitely become the most valuable sacrifice on this altar, or if it is so valuable that he is reluctant to sacrifice to the true god, should he keep talking to Da Zhou?
During the ritual ceremony, Qin Nuo was thinking about traveling around the world, and suddenly a voice passed into his ear.
"Her Royal Highness, please come to power."
Qin Nuo was startled, almost thinking that his crow's mouth had come true. Seeing that Li Qianjun was the one who invited him, he calmed down.
Li Qianjun led the person under the altar, so he couldn't go forward.
On the high platform, Mu Kun reached out to Qin Nuo with a solemn and solemn expression.
Qin Nuo raised his foot to the altar and glanced away. At the altar at this time, only Mu Kun and a few ceremony officers presided over the ceremony.
"Your Majesty, I should not stand under the shroud of Buddha." Qin Nuo first stated his position.
Mu Kun said positively: "No matter which is, the love and respect for countless people in Beishuo should be the same."
He held up his hands and shouted out to all the courtiers and soldiers under the stage: "The victory of the Buddha, or the goddess of the world, is to protect our land and weather, to protect the happiness and well-being of our people, and to protect our soldiers in all battles. The of yum. Now you are here and the spirit girl is here, praying to God to bless our great kingdom and restore the glory of yesterday. We worship the gods, and the gods will bless us. "
Everyone fell to their knees and shouted in unison: "Gods bless!"
Finally, the sacred and solemn etiquette is over. Next, there is a series of complicated etiquette and prayers. Mu Kun and Qin Nuo both stepped aside, presided over by the ceremony officer.
After the simple slaughter is over, there is another sacrifice event that excites the wealthy.
duel.
The Buddha of Changsheng also has the symbol of God of War in the myth of Beishuo. Coupled with Beishu's custom of martial arts for many years, this kind of sacrifice is undoubtedly the most pleasing to the gods.
Those who were sent to the duel were captives, some were elite warriors of the defeated country, and some were masters of the local tribe who did not obey the king.
In Qin Nuo's view, this should be a variant of the battlefield, but it is even more brutal and bloody. The loser naturally died on the spot, and the winner continues the next fight. If he can win five consecutive games, he can be pardoned.
For this vitality, the people on the altar are cruelly killing.
Qin Nuo quickly became interested and didn't want to look any further. Eyes glanced around, the leaders of many tribes, one by one excited, and some even ended in person, or ordered the guards around them to kill.
In this kind of duel, the warriors of all tribes can also fight for honor and praise. Of course, occasionally, if they are not as good as people who die, they can only consider themselves unlucky.
With his eyes moving through the crowd, Qin Nuo quickly noticed Chen Li, who was standing in the rear.
The Nan Chen friend who was invited to watch the ceremony obviously had a look of impatience in his eyes, and he really didn't like this way of fighting.
After just glancing at it, Chen Li seemed to feel something and looked up.
Qin Nuo had looked away, this guy was almost as sensitive as the beast.
In the rare gap, Mu Kun came to him again and smiled: "When the Spirit Girl saw the sacrificed living person just now, she seemed unhappy."
Please, I ’m still wearing a veil. Where does your old man see the discomfort?
"It's just a slight touch. For the dedication of the gods, Wang Ting is really religious, and such precious captives are willing to dedicate."
"Isn't the Xuelie tribe the same devotion to the dudes?"
Qin Nuo was silent, and the sacrifices of the northern tribes seemed to be a routine. Bloody and barbaric, this is also a tradition on the land conquered by iron blood.
"In fact, the royal families of these small countries are mixed with blood, how can they be regarded as precious. When the state is revived in the future, I will command the army, break through the barriers, and collect the land of the Central Plains. At that time, those who sacrifice before God will be the most precious. Offering. "
"... Your Majesty's plan is so ambitious and impressive."
"Long-term vision must also have solid footsteps to support. Now our Mu family is frustrated and desperately needs a warrior who can fight well, a warrior of the Xuelie tribe, which I always admire. For example, General Li Qianjun, even his father They all admire it. "Mu Kun laughed." I heard that the warriors in the Xuelie tribe have countless warriors, but unfortunately the high priest is conservative and hesitant to let these young soldiers enter the real battlefield. "
"Your Majesty has thought about it. In recent years, there have been constant disputes between the Xuelie clan and the Pan Luo City and the Rising Sun City, and there is no shortage of battlefields."
Mukun smiled scornfully. "The battles between the small tribes are nothing more than gadgets, real warriors, and they should face a wider battlefield."
"Keeping the eagle at home, sooner or later smoothed its wings, only by experiencing more wind and rain, will he grow up to be the master of the sky. For example, Li Qianjun, who came to my Mu family's court only ten years ago, has commanded the army Is n’t it better to fight on the battlefield than to stay within the tribe? "
Qin Nuo smiled: "Your Majesty needs a warrior. Is there a small number of people of Tu Bi nationality? Wait until the queen and queen dominate the palace, presumably the warriors of Bi nationality are willing to succeed for her Majesty."
Mu Kun sneered: "An overly fat animal will swell with it."
Qin Nuo made no comment: "Your Majesty valued my Xuelie tribe so much, but I am afraid that the adults in the North and Central China do not think so."
Mu Kun expressed a smile: "Before the establishment of the King Mu Ting court, the Xuelie clan didn't like to marry with foreign nations, which would inevitably lead to misunderstanding. If the spirit girl can set her heart and look long-term, she will naturally find that she is better. Roads, such as marriage with the Mu family, benefit both ... "
Qin Nuo put his mouth away and talked well, how could he turn in this direction? This guy really wants to turn the rumors in Nanlan City into reality?
I really want to dig a pit under the platform and let this guy fall and die! Recalling his black history, Qin Nuo murmured silently.
Thinking that this guy is a grasshopper after the autumn, it will take a few days for Qin Nuo to appreciate him.
"Your Majesty's suggestion is very heart-warming, but how to exercise it is not something I can decide for myself. It needs to be discussed with the High Priest and the High Priest."
Mu Kun smiled: "Yeah, not long after that, You have a great gift to give to Her Royal Highness and the entire Turbi people. Presumably, the high priest will not refuse Your good intentions after reading such a gift."

On the sixth day of September, the second day after the sacrifice began, it was the time when the Xuelie tribe originally agreed to dispatch troops.
The high priest and the spirit girl personally bid farewell to the soldiers on the expedition at the water pier.
This is the first time Qin Nuo has seen the legendary Yunxiao.
The visual shock was strong. In this era of backward productivity, it is possible to imagine how powerful Nan Chen's national strength was more than a hundred years ago.
In fact, the big ship in front of him can only see a shadow from a long distance.
Because of its huge hull and deep draft, Yun Xiaoyu's pier was built too crudely and could not be accommodated at all, so it was parked in offshore areas.
To and from it, it needs to be transported by express boat.
Compared with Qin Nuo, the surrounding soldiers such as Su Heng will be even more shocked, especially when riding a clipper, approaching the clouds, and observing from a close distance. , A safe city circled in the mighty sea.
The large ship's cabin cracked, and a few-horizon-wide horizontal version quickly spread to the boat.
Countless soldiers took their horses to the ship. The swaying waves that I originally felt on the Clipper disappeared immediately, set foot on the sky, as comfortable as on flat ground. Even the horses around were quiet.
The expedition was dominated by the Xuelie tribe, with a total of 30,000 soldiers and horses, and other small and medium tribes gathered less than 10,000 elite soldiers.
Most clans are skeptical of the labor division expedition and cross-sea operations. A group of dry ducks are inherently afraid of the huge ocean. Therefore, only a few soldiers and horses were sent, and temptation was the main thing.
The soldiers on the expedition were all on board. The high priest and Qin Nuo set off and returned.
All the layout is about to begin. This expedition, however, will reverse the national games of the entire Nanlan City and even Beishuo.
The ship quickly sailed to the deep sea.
South Chen Shuishi's adviser Yuan Chong took the leader of the Xuelie tribe into the main cabin, and the two sides checked the itinerary and route map.
The leaders sent by the Xuelie clan were all young and energetic, especially the main sacrifice named Zhen Yuezhen, who was elegant and knowledgeable, and made Yuan Chong also amazed.
After the two sides had negotiated, the Xuelie people went to rest.
Unattended effort, Yuan rushed into the inner cabin and came to a hidden room.
Double tapping, the door opened silently.
In the room, Chen Ye just changed the clothes of the ordinary soldiers, took the wipes handed by the servants, and wiped the black ash from his face.
Decided to leave for the south, Chen Yan and Chen Li began to make arrangements to leave Nanlan City.
Although Mu Kun said it was beautiful on the surface, there were some defenses against Nan Chen. This time the two sides sent troops together, and it was impossible to rely on verbal agreements as a constraint. Hostage is always needed. Therefore, during the sailing expedition, neither the Mushi court nor the Tubi tribe could allow their brothers to leave Nanlan City.
Just two days ago, the steward came to the palace, inviting their brothers to join the Tianxing Mountain Ceremony.
Chen Xuan speculated that he was ill. He wanted to leave in secret with Chen Li, and waited for them to get on the boat anyway, even if he found that the substitutes stayed in the palace, Beishuo could not catch up with them.
However, Chen Li opposed this plan. He only let Chen Huan modify and leave, and went to Yaoshan with the supervisor who invited him.
"Neither of them will easily cause suspicion. Anyway, I have already agreed with the Xuelie clan to make a U-turn attack on Nanlan City. When the time comes, I will try to escape." Chen Li was full of confidence and comforted his brother .
Chen Ye was not as optimistic as he was. They fought with anger this time and calculated that too much power was still in doubt.
The most important thing is that Chen Li has greatly reduced his martial arts. In the past six months, although he has also searched for good medicines and spirits to repair Dan Tian for him, the effect is limited. After all, it is impossible to restore the previous exercises.
Chen Li insisted that he could only temporarily agree to the plan.
He stayed in the palace with excuses of poor health, and Bei Shuo's supervisors knew that the Emperor Nan Chen did not like to meet with his Majesty, and there was no doubt.
Today, Chen Li goes to attend the ceremony of the ceremony. Chen Huan suppressed the concubine in his heart and hoped that everything would go smoothly.