Chapter 193

The rain is endless, there was no rain in Qingniu Mountain last year, and God seems to have added the rainfall of last year to this year, and the heavy rain rushed down the mountains, and the dry streams and rivers were filled.

The heavy rain blocked the attack, but the Rong tribe tried to attack in the rain, but the bow could not be fired, the horse could not be moved, the trebuchet could not reach the range, the soldiers were beaten by the rain curtain and could not open their eyes, and finally squeezed outside the city gate, ushered in the rolling wood and stone of the toad village and gunpowder, and finally suffered heavy casualties.

The camp also had to be protected from waterlogging and drain the rain, and tents were often overwhelmed by the rain, and many people suffered from bedsores because of the humid weather.

Everyone is holding back a lot of energy, but the rain stops and stops, the eldest prince looks at the sky every day, and when he sees the sun coming out, he is busy arranging troops and ordering generals, vowing to defeat the toad village in one fell swoop, but the soldiers just lit it, and the rain came down.

Everyone was full of fighting spirit, and they were drenched in heavy rain.

They were trapped in Qingniu Mountain, and the aura that was probably called "you are a waste wood" enveloped them, their IQ was weakened, their force was weakened, their cavalry talent was limited, and their luck was halved. Outside, they conquered the city, like entering no man's land, but once they entered Qingniu Mountain, they put this kind of buff on their bodies.

On this day, it was cloudy and rainy.

The witch doctor Satman came to the big tent, and as soon as he entered the big tent, he was startled, only to see the nine princes of the Northern Barbarian tribe looking at him with a look of "he is so handsome, I really want to have something to do with him".

Satman tightened his robe, could it be that there are still any of these princes who like male style.

"Elder, it is said that you can ask the gods?" asked the eldest prince.

Suttman froze, and probably judged that one of the other might be sick, which was familiar to him.

"I believe in the eternal eternal heaven, and the gods of the steppe accept my service, and I don't know which noble prince is sick, I can pray to the gods to drive away the cruel disease. ”

"We're all sick. ”

"......" Suttman was stunned: Why are you looking for me if you are not sick.

"Can you call the wind and rain?"

"Calling for the wind and rain...... Probably. Satman paused, now embarrassed to say he wouldn't.

"Okay!" the eldest prince slapped the handsome case heavily: "Are you sure you can break the thief's spell?"

What is more annoying than this heavy rain is that Cheng Dalei will stand at the head of the city every day, humming and chirping in his clothes.

"The end of the world is my love......"

For some reason, whenever the eldest prince repeated this mantra, he would unconsciously hum it. Sure enough, it was a spell, and before I knew it, I was affected.

"Break his spell ......" Satman's eyes opened so wide, and he roared in his heart: "Prince, it's good for you to be sober, feudal superstition kills people."

"Ha, I really didn't guess wrong, I think that even if the Nanren have some demonic arts, how can they be compared to the believers of the Immortal Heaven. Tomorrow, the elder will set up an altar to cast a spell and break his magic spell, haha. ”

"Uh...... The eldest prince means that I have already agreed, but when did I agree, and what misunderstanding was there in between?"

The next day, a high platform was erected five hundred paces away from the city gate. Satman climbed up and looked at the city gate with a stick.

On the city gate, Cheng Dalei wore his hair scattered, stepped on strange steps, and chanted incantations loudly in his mouth.

"Don't look at me as just a sheep, the green grass because I become more fragrant. ”

Satman wanted to cry without tears, and he couldn't understand the spell, so he was really a master. I just hope that when I make a move, the other party doesn't hit too hard.

"Ah!" said Satman, who was bold enough to shout, "I am a devout disciple of the Eternal Immortal Heaven, the spokesman of the steppe elves, and an ugly demon, don't show your stupidity in front of me." ”

A shout interrupted Cheng Dalei's rhythm, making Cheng Dalei extremely uncomfortable, and he was also confused in his heart, and said in his heart: What do you want to do with this thing.

However, the other party made a move, and Cheng Dalei couldn't help but continue, he shouted loudly at the opposite side: "I am a toad immortal who personally passed on the art of the Antarctic Immortal, inheriting the Huanghuang Immortal Dao, and even if you are a foreign barbarian, you dare to talk about the Heavenly Dao in front of me." ”

"Well, it's up to me to break your magic today. Suttman let out a loud shout.

Cheng Dalei was a little drumming in his heart, he still hasn't figured out the level of power in this world, since the system can reward himself with wind and rain, in case there is really a Taoist in this world who can call the wind and rain and scatter beans into soldiers, isn't there still a dragon Gongsun Sheng in the Water Margin.

He opened his eyes wide and saw Satman holding a wooden stick, dressed in a wide sheepskin robe, his body shaking, and his mouth was chanting.

"Not good!"

Cheng Dalei was shocked, this person's steps are unpredictable, and his movements are faintly in line with a certain rhythm, this is not it, it is ...... The legendary Northeast Yangge.

Cheng Dalei's tongue was a little knotted, Northeast Yangge is the ancestor of square dance in the world, and he will meet the enemy with the Divine Comedy, for fear of being restrained by the other party. If you want to defeat the other party, you must sacrifice that peerless martial art - social shaking.

The so-called: I have never heard of social shaking, and it is in vain to tattoo piglets.

"I used to be a king, but then I said forget it, and I gave up the power of the soldiers and horses and was still held by others"

As if under a spell, Satman's body trembled, and a strange emotion brewed in his chest, leaving him in a state of distraughtness.

"He used to be young and frivolous, crazy for the country"

Ahhhh He was dizzy and swollen, and he only felt that the surrounding scenery could no longer be seen clearly, and suddenly roared, spitting blood from his mouth, and fell off the high platform.

"Save the Elder, save the Elder. ”

The eldest prince shouted, this person's spell is too terrible, once he falls into it, he will be dizzy and his IQ will go offline.

"I think it's very uncomfortable, but I still want to listen to it. ”

"Yes, yes, and that movement, I felt like I saw the dance of death. ”

Everyone looked at Cheng Dalei at the head of the city, and their eyes showed fear: It's terrible, it's terrible.

Cheng Dalei clapped his palms, I don't believe that the two major killing weapons of social shaking and shouting wheat are sacrificed, and you can still hold on.

Hmph, call it a day.

Heavy rain, most of the rain fell intermittently, and everyone struggled in the sound of rain and Cheng Dalei's magic sound. But no matter how long the rainy season is, there is always a time when the continuous rain finally stops at noon.

The clouds cleared, the sun rose, the sun shone on the earth, and the long-standing haze was swept away.

The 100,000 soldiers of the Northern Barbarian Department, everyone has a breath in their hearts, sharpening their knives all day long, and they are all looking forward to this sunny day.

When the day came, the eldest prince gathered his forces and lined up in front of the toad village, and each of the nine princes, a tall horse, stood at the front of the procession.

The nine princes of the Northern Barbarian Tribe, who have never been as united as they are today, were united because of a common enemy.

Today, regardless of the cost, regardless of the casualties, we must defeat the toad village.