Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

That is the altar used by the old man to pray for rain.

On the top level of the altar, you can faintly see a joss stick. At this moment, joss sticks and other objects have been lit. Obviously, they have been prepared long ago, just waiting for them to come.

The team stopped at a distance from the altar. As soon as Nan Yan got off his horse, he saw that there was a pergola under the altar. There were tables and chairs in the pergola, and tea cups on the table. Waiting things are naturally prepared for them.

However, at this time the sun is almost set, and it is no longer needed.

Nan Yan threw the reins to the people behind him, took Ruoshui and them to the pergola, and looked around.

They brought a lot of people, and Zhu Feng had already arranged a lot of men and horses here. The soldiers were wearing armors with swords in their hands. Although the surroundings were calm and calm, everyone was very calm. alert.

Here, after all, it is the place where everyone prays for the rain, which is the key to the victory or defeat of a normal war. What's more, the identities of the old country's uncle and noble concubine make them afraid to carry.

Nan Yan looked at it for a while, and then asked, "Where is the emperor?"

At the same time, on another wasteland a few miles away from the altar, this place is wider and flat than the place where the altar was built. Except for the slightly higher **** at Zhu Feng’s feet, the surrounding area is several miles away. , And even dozens of miles are countless endless plains, and any wind and grass can be seen in full view.

There is also a simple pergola over his head, but there are no tables, chairs, tea cups or the like in the pergola.

If one sits, the spirit will relax.

And once you slack off during a war, even if it’s just a momentary slack, it may be overwhelming.

What's more, at this time, the army marching shook the ground under his feet constantly, as if the whole land was shaking for the upcoming battle. Zhu Feng watched the army march forward continuously, turned his head and asked, "How is the situation on Ajislan?"

Chen Zixiao had already led his troops to the front, and his deputy Tian Xun was following Zhu Feng at this time.

He immediately said: "The emperor, the scout reported that Ajislan did not step out of the barracks. It was his two lieutenants, Bayin and Ulihan who led 200,000 troops."

"Two hundred thousand."

Hearing this, Zhu Feng squinted his eyes: "They called out from White Tiger City, more than that."

Tian Xun said, "They seem to have left behind. There are still many people in the camp."

Zhu Feng's face was solemn, his eyes were cold even in the fiery afterglow of the setting sun, and he said, "Also, there should be more than these people in the East Chaco."

Tian Xun said: "This—"

Zhu Feng said: "You can't let their men and horses stay."

Tian Xun said in a bit embarrassed softly, "Master Chen also thought about it this way, but Ajislan seemed to have noticed something, and on the contrary, he began to stay behind."

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, then looked back at the people behind him who were still marching forward, and asked, "How many people are behind us?"

Tian Xun said: "There are still 150,000."

Zhu Feng said, "Send them together, let them line up and make a battle!"

"what?"

Tian Xun was shocked when he heard the words, and hurriedly said: "The emperor, Master Chen left these men and horses first to prevent changes on the battlefield, and secondly-this time the emperor reaches Han Dongwei, he must first ensure the emperor's thoroughness. These people cannot move easily."

Zhu Feng said: "If this is the case, this battle may be fought in vain."

"but--"

"Needless to say, my heart is determined. You immediately order."

Tian Xun was not originally a general, and he was not qualified to trade tactics in front of the emperor, but this time, even he hesitated and said: "The emperor, the final general boldly speaks, even if the emperor is going to fight fiercely, he can All the men and horses are sent out, and the other party can see that we are both false and real, which is too risky."

After hearing what he said, Zhu Feng did not answer immediately, but turned his head and looked into the distance.

Although he couldn't see it, he knew that that direction was the direction of the altar of the old country uncle.

After a long silence, he slowly said, "This time, it was originally an adventure."

"..."

"Seek victory from danger. On the battlefield, you should have an adventurous spirit."

"..."

"Go ahead."

"..."

"At sunset, I want to hear the sound of war."

Seeing that the emperor was like this, Tian Xun had no choice but to take his orders with his hands. He immediately walked over and got on his horse, and went forward.

When he left, Zhu Feng looked at the darkening sky for a while, and then said to Jin Yiwei who was serving beside him: "Go tell the uncle and the imperial concubine, at sunset, there will be war."

"Yes."

After the Jin Yiwei mounted his horse, he flew all the way and almost walked to the altar with the evening light that slowly disappeared from the ground. Nan Yan was originally standing under the pergola and was still waiting for news from this side. The Jin Yiwei came over and immediately The emperor's order told them.

At the same time, he also told He Yi and the old uncle that the emperor mobilized all the horses to the front.

He Yi's expression sank slightly.

His reaction was not as great as Tian Xun's. He was silent for a while before he whispered, "This time, there is no room for a little slip."

This is to the old country uncle.

Hearing this, the old country uncle, although he did not answer the words, seemed to feel the importance of the situation. He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, coughed heavily, and then turned to the altar.

Nan Yan immediately said: "Uncle, didn't the emperor say that you want to wait for the sunset?"

At this time, half of the sunset hung on the horizon.

The old uncle also looked back, and then said: "Try the poor way, it doesn't go well."

After speaking, he walked under the altar. Although he had not officially started praying for rain, his expression was already very solemn. Even the soldiers who had been standing on the three-story altar became nervous, and saw the old country. Uncle took off the Crane's shoes and socks, took the wooden hairpin off his head with one hand, and the long hair mixed with flowers and silver threads fell loose, and he stepped onto the altar step by step.

At this moment, even Nan Yan's breath was held.

She looked at the barefooted old country uncle intently, and did not notice any reaction from the people around her. She saw the old country uncle walked to the top of the altar, the incense candle was burning, and the light smoke drifted away in the wind. He walked to the incense case and picked up the wooden sword on the table.

At this moment, Nan Yan suddenly heard a horrified cry from the people around him.

"Ah! Murder!"

She was stunned for a moment, and when she looked back, she saw Wen Wuyu, who was taken to rest in the pergola, suddenly went mad, and the old country uncle who was holding a wooden sword yelled in horror: "Killed! Killed!"