The morning sun rises, spreading the sun onto the vast grasslands.

Xiongnu Shan Yu military ministers faced the rising sun, knelt in their royal tents, and bowed to the red sun.

For the Xiongnu people who worship primitive shamanism, all things in heaven and earth, birds and animals, plants, trees and insects, and even lifeless mountains and rivers cannot become gods.

The sun, moon and stars are the sacred objects worshiped by the Huns.

The full name of Xiongnu Shan Yu is called Zhu Lili Gutu, which means the son of heaven.

From this point of view, there is indeed some relationship between the Xiongnu and the Chinese dynasty.

At least, at the very least, the title of Shan Yu is the title of the Chinese emperor of the copycat.

Therefore, in the Xiongnu, worshipping the moon on the day of worship and the moon on the evening is actually like the Chinese emperor sacrificing to the heavens and sweeping the earth, which is a ritual for the ruler to borrow from the sky and affirm his divine authority of the monarchy.

Therefore, the sun worship ceremony is a very sacred and solemn thing in the Xiongnu.

At the time of the sun salutation, the nobles, military leaders, and the heads of vassal kingdoms and tribes all prostrate themselves on the ground, motionless, as a sign of their determination to submit and obey Shan Yu's orders forever.

As the king of the right valley, Yi Zhi's position is very close to where the military ministers are.

He was prostrate on the ground, squinting at the nobles and generals on the left and right.

Some of these people are his enemies, some are his allies, and many more are ****** who can become enemies and allies.

This is a very normal thing in the Huns.

The vast majority of the Xiongnu aristocracy would only follow the victors and spurn the losers.

The rules of the game of the Huns are that the winner takes all, and the loser dies without a place to be buried.

"General Zuo Hu Yan is slaughtering, what are you doing these days?" Yi Zhi slanted his heart. A doubt lingered.

Among the courtiers and henchmen of the military ministers, Yi Zhixian was most afraid of the loyal dog of the military minister, and he was crazy to be slaughtered.

This Huyan nobleman, who was privately called 'mongrel' by the Xiongnu nobles, with his madness, cruelty and tyranny, erected an impermeable protective umbrella for his military ministers.

Yi Zhi oblique is very clear, what if. If he can't solve the problem of Huyan Dangtu, then there is no possibility of a coup d'état.

This madman will tear all possible rebellions to shreds.

Moreover, no one within the Huns dared to stage a coup d'état in front of this madman - that was no different from looking for death.

You must know that this person, in the past few years, has personally killed hundreds of nobles and slaves who disobeyed Shan Yu's court or disobeyed Shan Yu. Their heads were screwed off to make a drinking vessel.

The character of the Huns is like a pack of wolves in the steppe.

The more ferocious the head wolf, the more obedient the pack becomes, and vice versa.

Before Hu Yan slaughtered the loyal dog of this military minister, other nobles and ambitious people would all be people with their tails between their legs.

Originally, Yi Zhixian had been paying close attention to Hu Yan Dangtu's every move, and even set a trap. Preparing to do this unknowingly did his biggest stumbling block.

However, a month ago. This great Xiongnu nobleman, who has never left the military ministers, like the shadow of the military ministers, seems to have disappeared from this world.

Even now, at the opening ceremony of this sacred Dragon City Conference, Hu Yan Dangtu did not see a shadow.

This made Yi Zhi slanted in his heart, and it was really a wake-up call. The restless heart is like the grass under the wind, trembling and unable to sleep.

After another prostration, the military minister, led by an old shaman, stood up. Facing the sacred sun, he respectfully sprinkled a mare's milk wine filled with a wine vessel made of the enemy's head.

Mare's milk wine and cheese were the greatest source of food for the Huns, and they were also the best sacrifices to the gods.

"Omnipotent plough the heavens, please give guidance to your heirs......" The military minister said loudly to the countless totems erected around the king's tent, "Please send down the divine grace and exert the divine power ......"

Dozens of shamans immediately held a small knife with a cold and sharp handle, and surrounded those totem poles, singing and dancing.

There are also more than a dozen female shamans, with open breasts and breasts, facing the west, where the sun sets, and they dance in a very charming dance according to religious rituals.

Hundreds of tied prisoners of war were dragged under these totem poles by the Hun warriors.

The shamans chanted mystical incantations in their mouths, and in strange pronunciations, they sang the praises of the power of the gods and the wisdom of Shan Yu.

Then, they walked up to the captives, picked up the knives, grabbed them by the hair, and had the warriors press them to the trench under the totem pole.

The captives were apparently given some anesthetic or hallucinogenic drugs beforehand.

They are confused, demented, ignorant of their situation, and even confused.

The shamans, picking up their knives, slit the throats of these captives, and the hot blood suddenly gushed out and sprayed into the grooves next to the totem poles, and soon these grooves were filled with blood.

"Plow God!" Seeing this, the military commander bowed down again: "Please accept the sacrifice offered by your heirs!" These filthy and lowly Wusun people have betrayed the sacred covenant, and I have defeated them according to your will, taken their livestock, plundered their women, and enslaved their descendants, and now I dedicate their leaders and nobles to the great You and the Great Gods of the Four Directions! ”

Thereupon the ceremony reached the high. Tide.

As many as a hundred Wusun prisoners of war, they were tied to tall totem poles.

Shamans paced strange steps and chanted strange incantations before the prisoners of war.

One by one, the fires were lit, and in the light of the fire, these shamans, with incomparable skill, cut the scalps of these prisoners of war little by little, and they were like artists, carefully cutting the scalps of these people without hurting the flesh and bones, and then they poured mercury down the gaps in the scalps of these prisoners of war.

This is the best gift to the gods.

It demanded that the whole ritual must be completed while the sacrifice was alive, otherwise the gods would be unhappy and unwilling to accept such a shoddy sacrifice.

If this is the case, then according to tradition and custom, there is no choice but to appease the wrath of the gods by offering the sacrifice that angered the gods in the same way.

Therefore, all the shamans had extremely focused expressions.

Before today. To be sure, almost every sacrifice has been practiced countless times.

Every movement, every technique, is extremely professional.

The prisoners of war let out unconscious moans of pain, moans, and even came to their senses, begging for mercy or cursing viciously. Kicking on all fours.

These people are well aware of the situation they are facing.

Therefore, they did this just to pull a cushion and let that sacrifice go to hell to accompany them.

However, their efforts were doomed to be in vain.

The whole ceremony, in meticulous concentration and sacred solemn chanting, came to an end.

A few older shamans examined the prisoners of war who had been infused with mercury but were still breathing.

Then they knelt down. Facing the military ministers, he prostrated on the ground and said: "The great plough is lonely, the plough heaven and the gods have accepted your respectful dedication, and their eyes have descended from heaven to the earth, their divine power." It has been infused into the lonely body of the great plough, and you have the power of God! ”

"Also. Our humble servants have sensed that the spirits of our ancestors are returning with the gods, and they are standing at your side......"

Such words made Yi Zhi obliquely hear the words, and his heart was alarmed.

As a royal family. It is clear to Yi Zhixiao that such a program, in the past, did not exist at all.

There has never been a shamanic priest who would say such a thing to Shan Yu.

Because. That means that the shaman priest gave the divine authority to Shan Yu.

That's something that these shamans don't want to do.

But today, before his eyes, these shamans have handed over the divine power they have held for countless centuries, and they have put the supremacy of religion and the interpretation of the gods into the hands of military ministers.

This means that, from now on, the warlord is the embodiment of the gods.

For the Huns, who believed in shamanism, when the gods came to earth, no one could resist, and no one could resist.

What's more, there is also the so-called return of the souls of the ancestors.

Think about it, who are the people buried in Dragon City?

Mao Dun big order Yu!

The old is a big single Yu!

In front of these two male lords, any nobleman, any tribe, can only kneel down obediently and obey orders.

"Ah............h ”

He faced to the side, knelt down on one knee, and said, "The great Mao Dun Da Shan Yu, the great old man Da Dan Yu, you have returned to ...... again."

All the Xiongnu nobles and tribal leaders, whether they believed it or not, could only follow the military ministers, kneel down in that direction, and dedicate their loyal servants and all their bodies and minds.

Mao Dun Da Dan Yu and Lao Shang Da Dan Yu are the spirit and soul of the Xiongnu Empire.

Without these two Dadanyu, there would be no Xiongnu Empire.

The military minister knelt on the ground and looked at the right valley king Yi Zhixian behind him who made him want to drag it out immediately and cut it into hundreds of pieces, and the military minister sneered a few times in his heart.

"Ben Dan Yu should really thank the little emperor of the Han Dynasty...... "The military minister thought triumphantly in his heart: "If it weren't for him, how would Ben Dan Yu think of this trick?" ”

The movements made by the little emperor of the Han Dynasty in recent years are not only legends in the Han Dynasty, but he has also heard them.

At first, the military minister was really scared.

The gods have descended to help the emperor of the Han Dynasty, how will this game be played in the future?

Especially the divine power and divine power shown by the little emperor are really conclusive.

If it weren't for the obvious holiness of the gods and the descending of the gods, how could the emperor of the Han Dynasty accurately predict disasters and know the dangers, and make arrangements and precautions in advance?

At the beginning, the military ministers tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep all night.

The gods went down to the mortal to pull the bias, who will do it in the Han Dynasty in the future?

Not to mention anything else, when the Han and Hungarians were at war, the gods blew a gust of headwind or shook the earth, so it was still a hair? Surrender directly!

However, as time goes on, as the fear slowly dissipates.

One night, the military minister suddenly thought of a thought that made people tremble and couldn't help himself - the emperor of the Han Dynasty had the help of the gods, but Ben Dan Yu didn't, if this matter spread, it would be really bad for Ben Dan Yu!

But......

What if Ben Shan Yu could also get the help of the gods?

Therefore, from when did the military minister suffer from late superstition syndrome, and prayed to the gods and ancestors of all walks of life every day, hoping to get a response.

It's just a pity that not even an ant responded to him.

This made the military ministers very angry and upset - the gods and ancestors did not respond to Ben Danyu, did they abandon Ben Danyu?

This uneasiness grew stronger and more, constantly eating away at the confidence of the military ministers, and he was extremely depressed for a while.

But one day, the military minister, who was extremely crazy and thinking all day long, suddenly had an inspiration - since you don't respond to Ben Danyu, then Ben Shan Yu will let you 'be answered'!

So, he sent his loyal dog, the number one cadre, the left general Hu Yan to slaughter.

Let this butcher, who is notorious in the Huns and can stop children crying at night, led a group of executioners to secretly arrest all the families of several shamans and high priests in the Huns, and then coerced and enticed, both soft and hard, and finally made several of them give in and promised him to act in this scene together.

The military minister's idea was very simple - since the gods and ancestors did not respond to Ben Danyu's prayers, once the deeds of the Han Dynasty emperor spread in the grassland, then Ben Dan Yu might immediately fall into the dangerous situation of offending the gods and ancestors so that the gods and ancestors did not respond to Ben Danyu's prayers, let alone give blessings, and Ben Dan Yu would inevitably die without a place to be buried.

Then, Ben Shan Yu simply directed and acted by himself to make such a drama.

At the very least, it can also ensure the status of Ben Dan Yu, and even greatly strengthen the authority of Ben Dan Yu, so that Ben Dan Yu is the same as the emperor of the Han Dynasty, man and God are one, and no one dares to confront him!

So, there is this scene now.

And now, when the military ministers look at all the nobles and the heads of the clans, even the vassal tribes, they are trembling, and they are so frightened that they don't even dare to look at themselves.

Every pore of the military minister was shouting comfortably: This is Da Danyu, my authority and power in the past are really as weak as a lamb compared to today.

Now, the military minister felt as if the whole world had been mastered by him.

The heavens, the earth, the stars, and all things in the universe are moving according to his will.

However, the military minister is very clear that this drama and the last procedure have not been completed.

That is the recognition and recognition of Yi Zhixian and other members of the royal family surnamed Yu Yu.

After all, he is not the emperor of the Han Dynasty, he really has the help of the gods and can know everything about the past and the future.

Once the members of the royal family do not admit it and do not recognize it, then even if he forcibly holds a knife and forces them to admit it, he will lose in law and people's hearts.

His play will become a joke that will not only not strengthen his authority, but will damage it.

Especially Yi Zhixian, the military minister knew that he was very likely to jump out and question it, asking him to prove that he had indeed received the help of the gods and ancestors.

But the problem is that the military ministers themselves know very well that the gods and ancestors did not show up, nor did they descend mighty.

That......

"I can only be cheap, and I'll be slanted ......," the military minister thought to himself.

But it's worth it.

It is certainly very cost-effective to use Yizhi as a price to exchange for supreme and omnipotent authority! (To be continued.) )

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