I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

The days of Manhou Mengheli have been a bit miserable recently.

In the beginning, Wuliang Bucha, the captain of the guard whom he trusted, swept away the tribute tax that should have been paid to own in the name of collecting tribute, cutting off his basic income for the next year.

It doesn't matter, what about fighting, are you afraid that you won't get any money?

When Ben Hou builds a team of 5,000 wild horses bought at a high price from Mantian Temple, it will be time to take off!

Then, the horse was gone!

Disappearing at the same time as the horse was his loyal subordinate Meng Chita and three hundred personal guards!

It just disappeared miraculously.

Not a single horse hair to be found!

Doulton!

Thinking about it with those two hands on the back, I know it must have something to do with Dou Erdun!

It's just hateful, Dou Erdun, along with Man Ju, Meng Chita and others, also disappeared on the Man Yuan, as if he had never appeared before...

In order to fill the shortfall, Meng Heli had to make a decision that violated his principles.

Tributes must be collected from the tribes outside the city again!

Of course, you can't collect taxes openly, otherwise you will be ridiculed by other barbarian princes, and you will even be reprimanded when the barbarian king returns.

Therefore, it can only be collected by robbing.

Gather the last batch of guards, dress up as barbarians, and go snatch those who belong to the own tribe!

As for why not rob other tribes?

Nonsense, what if the barbarian lords of other tribes find out? At that time, not only will you be ashamed, but you will also be punished.

It's still more cost-effective to rob one's own people, and at most find a few people to come out for the dead ghosts later.

As a benevolent lord, Meng Heli will record all the gains he has plundered in a small book, and reduce them later as appropriate!

After all, it's not easy!

Withdrawing his scattered thoughts, Meng Heli looked at the three masked guards half kneeling in front of him, and nodded.

"Cover up your faces, and put on your cloak, too. It's best to pretend to be those human barbarians!"

"Start from the farthest place!"

Meng Heli looked at the own power map, and his eyes fell on the farthest tribe.

"Tentur?"

"That's it!"

"Go!"

The three guards bowed and disappeared into the night...

...

Under the Mantian, a space warped, Chen Luo came out from the ancient tomb with a tiger and leopard rider, and stood under the Mantian.

Because with two thousand soldiers, Chen Luo naturally did not transform into a barbarian, but took out his own armor from the tiger talisman, rode on the horse king who stepped on the barbarian horse, and smiled at Yang Nanzhong.

"As expected of Lord Hou!" Although Yang Nanzhong had been informed of some things long ago, he still felt a little dazed in his heart when he saw the Manyue hanging above the Mantian sky and stepping on the Manyuan land with his own eyes.

Before Chen Luo said that there was a way to transport the tiger and leopard riders to the barren plains, he thought it would require the cooperation of dozens of great scholars, but unexpectedly, he just walked through a tunnel and arrived.

This is too...comfortable!

Chen Luo turned his head to the side, and through the special function of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry armor, he passed the own words to the ears of every Tiger and Leopard Cavalry soldier: "The next target is the tribe outside the Man City! Our goal is very simple, to grab the Man Material, kill the barbarians!"

"Don't be fooled by the beauty of the barbarian women, and don't be soft-hearted because of killing the old, weak, women and children of the barbarians."

"There is no tribe on the border that is not stained with human blood!"

"Do you understand everything?"

"Understood!" In the armor, Chen Luo heard the neat response from the soldiers and nodded.

He took out a piece of animal skin from his arms, which marked the specific locations and sizes of some tribes.

This is Meng Heli's sphere of influence.

At the beginning, in order to win over Dou Erdun and show the strength of own, Meng Heli gave this power map to Chen Luo.

Isn't this the little fat sheep giving the tiger a gift, and brought a hot pot base by the way?

"Let's go, the first target, Tentur's department!"

Chen Luo closed his upper armor and galloped towards Tentur's troops. Yang Nanzhong followed closely behind. Then, two thousand tiger and leopard riders grabbed the reins and followed with a roar.

For a moment, the silent wild land trembled weakly...

...

Department of Tentur.

For the human race, because it contains the power of the barbarian, the barbarian is a treasure; conversely, the same is true for the barbarian.

At this moment, an important ceremony is being held in the Tentur Department. Their soldiers had just won a battle on the battlefield and sent back three full barrels of human blood.

It's all the blood of Confucian scholars, including those of Confucian scholars and teachers.

Today they want to sacrifice this blood to the great Mantian, and pray that Mantian will give their young children more strength, so that the Tentur tribe can breed stronger fighters, so that the Tentur tribe can live in the world one day. Into the great and bright barbarian city.

"Dalabon, Dalabon, Dalabon..." Rablaka, the old patriarch of the Tentur tribe, chanted the ancient sacrificial words while dipping his hands in blood. Outlandish symbols are depicted on the backs of barbarians.

He is meticulous and earnestly completes every line. From the slightly hot blood, he seems to be able to hear the roar of the human race.

Let's shout, let's roar, the more you dare not, the stronger the power bestowed by Mantian will be.

After personally painting the backs of forty-two barbarian children with symbols, Rablaka stood on the altar and shouted: "Children, the Mantian will send down power, but do you know how to repay the Mantian? "

"Kill the human race! Kill the human race! Kill the human race!" Forty-two barbarian children shouted in unison.

Rabraka nodded in satisfaction, pointed to the altar of human blood on the altar, and said, "These are the blood of the human race brought to you by the warriors of our tribe. In the future, you will bring more blood." Yes, better human blood. Do you know?"

"Patriarch, don't worry! I want to bring ten altars back!"

"I want to bring twenty altars!"

Hearing the shouts below, Rabulaka felt relieved. He raised his head, looked at the moon, and chanted loudly

"Dala Bong Baban Tebdib Dobi Ruon..."

"Mia Morasuna Dani Shelley Red..."

"Kunkutukata Katikot Suvasi Lasson..."

As Rabulaka chanted loudly over and over again, all the people in the tribe lowered their heads and chanted along with Rabulaka in a low voice. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up.

"Mantian responded! Mantian responded!" one of the mothers of the barbarian children exclaimed in surprise, "It's Fengli, Mantian sent down Fengli."

At this time, the bloody symbols on the backs of the forty-two barbarian children gradually faded, not being absorbed by them, but as if an invisible existence was depriving them of their power. With the dimming of the blood, the barbarian children's The body is also visible to the naked eye.

Rabraka's eyes showed joy, and he continued to pray aloud devoutly. The wind salute is not enough, he wants more, he continued to chant loudly:

"A Saidi, A Saidong and A Sai Deyi make a move."

"Brother, you can take each Yi and each Yi Gedong..."

At this time, the ground trembled slightly, and the blood altar above the altar also rippled in circles.

"Earth shaking ceremony! Mantian sent an earth shaking ceremony." An old barbarian laughed, "Our tribe is going to produce a manhou! We are going to produce a manhou!"

Rabulaka showed doubts. The ground shaking ceremony is one of the barbarian gifts. Legend has it that the barbarian giants shake the ground when they walk. This ground shaking ceremony means that those who are baptized will not have any bottlenecks before they are promoted to barbarians. .

But, can such a little sacrifice be exchanged for such a big reward from Man Tian?

Or……

Labulaka's complexion suddenly changed!

...

A few miles away, there were several barbarian corpses shot to death by blood-breaking arrows lying on the ground, which were Tentur's peripheral guards. Chen Luo could almost see the flames from Tentur's department, and Yang Nanzhong was upright, and he could see the traces of the ceremony and the blood altar on the altar at a glance.

"Master Hou, this tribe is using our human blood as a sacrifice!"

Chen Luo climbed out of the equipped saber, and his voice spread throughout the army

"Tengtuer tribe, exterminate the clan!"

"Yes!" shouted loudly, and under the pale yellow light of the wild moon, two thousand tigers and leopards rushed straight to Tentur's department.

"Reload and charge! Tiger rider!" Yang Nanzhong shouted! Immediately, he pulled out the saber and hit his chest three times with the hilt, and the others did the same. For a while, the sound of the knocks was like a thousand arrows raining down. After the three strikes, the running tiger and leopard rider Setsuna, who was wearing heavy armor, turned into a torrent of steel, and the horse's hooves stepped out like thunder!

...

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" Rabraka shouted loudly, but it was too late. When he looked in the direction of the thunderous sound, he saw an elite cavalry roaring towards them. Come.

Rabulaka looked terrified, he raised his hands and ran towards the tiger and leopard rider: "My lords, my lords, I am Rabulaka, the chief of the Tengtur tribe!"

"My department is willing to offer all the belongings of this department. Please, my lords..." Before the words fell, Chen Luo, who was in the lead, slashed down with a knife. Rabulaka's head flew high, and almost at the same time, the tiger and leopard riding beside Chen Luo rushed towards the Tengtur tribe like a flood!

"Not one left!" Yang Nanzhong slashed a barbarian girl who was standing in front of the barbarian child in half, and cut the throat of the barbarian child whose eyes were shining with hatred!

The barbarian soldiers still existing in the Tengtur tribe tried to resist, but they were swallowed up by the tiger and leopard cavalry almost instantly!

"Not one left!"

"Not one left!"

"Using the blood of my human ancestors as a sacrifice, damn it!"

"Kill the barbarians first today, and kill the barbarians tomorrow!"

For a moment, the entire Tentur department was crying.

Chen Luo shot an arrow with a bow. The arrow pierced the throat of a barbarian child who was trying to escape. The symbol written on his body slowly turned into a wisp of blue color and dissipated...

...

Half an hour later, there were no more barbarians in Tentur's department!

Chen Luo stared blankly at the jar of blood, a little lost in thought.

Yang Nanzhong walked to Chen Luo's side: "Master Hou, all the barbarians have been tidied up."

Chen Luo nodded, pointing at the blood altar: "Pack it up and place it properly, I want to bring it back to Dongcang for sacrifice!"

Yang Nanzhong stepped forward and was about to hold up the blood altar, when the blood in the blood altar suddenly boiled like boiling.

Chen Luo's expression flickered, he reached out his hand into the blood jar, and suddenly retracted it, the blood was hot at this time.

The hot blood kept tumbling, turned into streaks of Blood Qi and scattered, falling on the cloak of the tiger and leopard rider.

In an instant, the dark blue cloak was dyed red, which was extremely bright.

"You say Wuyi, you are a compatriot with you!" Yang Nanzhong was startled, "Master Hou, they don't want to go back, they are willing to continue to fight side by side with us!"

Chen Luo looked at the bloody cloak behind him and took a deep breath.

"The blood of the martyrs of Jinxiu Heshan stains my robe and fights endlessly!"

Chen Luo got on his horse: "Let's go, don't seal the knife tonight!"

"promise!"

...

Another half an hour later, a group of masked barbarian cavalry arrived at Tengtur, but in front of them, there were only broken limbs all over the ground.

"What... what's going on?"

"It's really unlucky, it seems that I ran into a real bandit."

"Go, go to the next tribe!"

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