My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?.

Chapter 1113 King, you really think highly of us! Why do we need to dance to worship the gods? Just come and ask!

Hulun pretended not to hear Bater's order and continued to lead his troops towards the central army, shouting anxiously: "My king!"

"The Qin army on the east side of the Juma River sent 6,000 of the best of the best, all of them cavalrymen!"

"They are coordinating forty chariots and more than 30,000 heavy soldiers to attack us fiercely. We are unable to resist them and can only fight and retreat."

"Please, Your Majesty, send reinforcements to help us!"

Bartel shouted angrily: "The elite among the elite?"

Pointing at Su Jiao's army, Bater asked sternly, "Are they elite troops that are more elite than this army?"

Hulun looked at Su Jiao's troops again, and saw that they were divided into three cone-shaped formations not far apart. They charged in succession and completely broke through the coalition's southern defense line.

Hulun's palms were full of sweat as he gripped the reins. He said in a dry voice, "A little bit worse."

"There are too many elite soldiers in the Qin army!"

When being charged by Ying Bu's troops, Hulun believed that he had definitely encountered the elite Qin army selected from thousands of miles away.

When Xin Sheng's troops crossed the river to attack, Hulun felt that the Qin army must have assembled all its elite cavalry, and Hulun's troops were bearing the most fierce attack from the Qin army.

But when Hulun saw the momentum of Su Jiao's charge, Hulun's worldview was almost shattered!
It's not that they haven't fought with Zhao and Yan before, in this battle they even formed an alliance with Dai and Yan.

But according to their understanding, among the armies of Zhao, Dai and Yan, only the most elite small units or the family soldiers of the generals had the ability of riding a horse.

Where on earth did the Qin army get so many elite cavalrymen who were capable of riding?

If the Qin army had so many elite cavalrymen who were capable of riding...then how could the Xiongnu survive until now!
Bater forced himself to calm down a little, and slowly exhaled: "No wonder Qin was able to destroy Zhao and Yan!"

"I underestimated the bravery of Qin!"

"Hulun!" Bater's voice became heavier: "At all costs, you must lead your troops to stop the enemy on the east side!"

Hulun wanted to cry.

Although he no longer needed to rush to support the southern front, given the manpower and combat effectiveness of the Hulun tribe, even if all his troops were deployed, they might not be able to stop the enemy forces on the east!
The 'price' that Bater mentioned 'at all costs' refers to all the soldiers of the Hulun tribe, including Hulun!
However, since the king's order had been given, Hulun could only punch his heart with his right fist: "I will fight to the death!"

After sending Hulun to intercept the enemy troops on the east side, Bater called Dalai and whispered, "I will lead the troops north later. You will lead a thousand elite soldiers as the vanguard of the left wing!"

Dalai hit his heart with his right fist and said firmly: "I will fight for my father and carve a bloody path!"

But Bater shook his head and said, "I don't need you to fight your way out for me."

"I only want you to take the Kunyu map sent by the King of Dai, take advantage of the opportunity to advance to the northwest later, and escape the enemy's encirclement along the eastern foothills of Sijiao Mountain!"

Dalai's eyes suddenly widened, and he whispered in disbelief: "My father is still fighting to the death, how can I escape first!"

Dalai's statement made Bater feel warm in his heart.

There were actually people in the clan who advised him to leave the throne to his eldest son instead of passing it on to his youngest son.

How could the eldest son be as well-behaved, sensible and caring as Dalai!

Bater raised his hand to stop Dalai from speaking, and whispered, "The enemy is now focusing all their energy on me. The fate of a mere 1,000 knights will not be of much concern to them."

"Furthermore, I have never sent troops to attack the eastern foot of Mount Sijiao, so the enemy's defenses there must be relatively weak."

"You must get out alive and return to Tunguska alive!"

The eastern foot of Sijiao Mountain is a path that can only accommodate a small group of troops breaking through, and it must be used when the main force attracts the enemy's attention. It can only be used once, and after using it, the Qin army will inevitably strengthen its defenses there.

Bater left this only escape route to Dalai!

Dalai shook his head repeatedly: "My father is still fighting to the death, how can I escape!"

"I will definitely protect my father and break out of the encirclement together!"

Bater said in a deep voice: "This is the king's order!"

"If I unfortunately die in this battle, then Tunguska will need a new king, and you will be the new king!"

"You must bring this map back to Tunguska, and then lead your people to recuperate in the mountains and forests."

"When Tunguska recovers, we will head south again according to the instructions on this map."

"Revenge for this king!"

"Create a warmer and more fertile territory for our people!"

Dalai cried out in sorrow: "Father!!!"

Bater patted Dalai on the shoulder and gently reminded him: "There are still more than 300,000 soldiers and tribesmen fighting for me. I will not give up easily."

"I can only feel at ease if you take the Kunyu Map with you."

"Next, I will fight to the death without any worries."

"Lead the tribesmen to fight their way out of the encirclement and join you!"

Facing Bater's irresistible gaze, Dalai could only punch his heart with his right fist: "Son, I will not let my father down!"

Bater forced a smile and nodded gently: "As expected of this prince's son!"

"Go ahead and prepare for battle!"

After watching Dalai gather the elite troops, Bater shouted, "Order!"

"The Dural and Samajir tribes rush to the southern front and try to rescue King Jizi!"

"The Bell tribe and the Gaoyi King's tribe will stop the enemy forces in the northwest at all costs."

"The Zhenfan King's tribe will be incorporated into my command, and the Erleqin tribe will follow me north to open up a passage to the north!"

“Please ask the military shaman to perform the sacrificial dance!” Dozens of military shamans: ???

Shaman Anya said sincerely: "King! We can only ask for the blessing of the gods without interference."

"But the false god is right beside us! The shadow of the false god is covering this land!"

"Only the Great Shaman can break through the blockade of the false gods and seek the blessing of the gods."

"I'm afraid we can't fulfill the king's request."

We are just a group of ordinary shamans. We usually pray to the gods to bless good weather and good harvests and bless our army, or we look for medicinal herbs to treat the wounded soldiers under the guidance of the gods. This is all within our capabilities.

But, let us face the false god that is so close to us?
King, you really think highly of us!

Even the Great Shaman would go crazy facing this task!

Battelle looked at Anya with burning eyes and asked, "Are you going to give up just because it's difficult?"

"The shadow of the false god hangs over every proud son of Changshengtian. The warriors are using the swords in their hands to resist the evil spirits under the false god, hoping that their souls can return to Changshengtian!"

"And you, as shamans, don't you even have the courage to wield swords against false gods!"

Whether you can succeed or not is a question of ability.

To do or not to do is a matter of attitude!

Anya could only nod with difficulty: "Let's try our best!"

Bater hit his heart with his right fist and bowed deeply: "Please, all shamans, do your best!"

"On behalf of all the soldiers in the army, I would like to thank you all!"

The shamans took off their ordinary clothes, put on complicated and luxurious robes, and put on hats decorated with deer antlers, sheep horns, roe deer horns, hazel grouse (flying dragon) feathers and other colorful horn, teeth, feathers and tails, as well as gems and jade. Finally, they applied colorful mud paste made from a mixture of various plants on their faces and drew various patterns.

Holding drums in their left hands and hammers in their right hands, sixty shamans suppressed their nervousness and walked towards the front of the central army with their heads held high.

"Dong~" Holding the hammer and hitting the drum, the shamans sang in unison: "Oh~~~"

Gradually, each shaman activated his vocal cords and made two sounds at the same time: "Hu~~~"

The combination of high and low voices penetrated the loud shouts of killing on the battlefield, reached the ears of every coalition soldier nearby, and also attracted the attention of the Qin army.

Zhang Liang was somewhat puzzled: "Now the coalition forces are dancing, are they trying to surrender?"

Chinese music and dance can be divided into civil and martial arts.

Dancing while holding a shield (gan), an axe (qi) or other lethal weapons is called martial dance, which is used in war.

Dancing while holding non-lethal objects such as pheasant feathers and flags is a civil dance used for peace.

Zhang Liang didn't know much about foreign cultures and didn't know the so-called shaman dance.

So when Zhang Liang saw the Shaman dance performed by the coalition forces, his first reaction was that the coalition forces were performing a literary dance and were seeking peace!
The fortune teller couldn't help but laugh and said, "This is the Tungusic shaman dance, used to ask the gods to help in battle."

"But, are we going to ask the gods for help in front of the commander?" The fortune teller asked with a smile, "Commander, are you willing to accept the sacrifice and bless us?"

All the family soldiers and generals laughed.

The true god is sitting right here, does the coalition still need to perform sacrificial dances to invite the god?

Just come over and ask!
Zhang Liang said angrily, "I thought the enemy was dancing for peace, but I never thought they were dancing for war!"

"I advise you to do this: our army should dance with the halberds and swords to frighten the barbarians!"

When it comes to war dance, everyone here is garbage!

Ying Chengjiao ignored the noise in his ears and ordered in a deep voice: "The coalition forces are ready to fight to the death!"

"Order Commander Meng Tian to lead his troops to bypass and head north to support Commander Li Bo. Make sure to stabilize the defense line!"

"Send a message to Deputy General Ben and Wu'an Jun to slow down the attack and wait for the enemy to relax!"

"Order the commander Wang Pan to transport the catapult across the river."

"Aim for this general at the enemy's dance site."

"Smash!"

The sacrificial dances of Anya and other shamans did not cause any blow to the morale of the Qin army, but only made the Qin soldiers laugh.

But the sacrificial dances of Anya and other shamans made the eyes of every coalition soldier become brighter and their hearts boil with blood!

Bater shouted in a hoarse voice: "The pride of Changshengtian!"

"Our gods have sent down an oracle that they will kill the false gods!"

"And we have to kill the evil spirits under the false gods for the gods!"

"Derqin (the sun god) illuminates our way forward, Beya (the moon god) guides our way home, and Changshengtian is watching us!"

"For the sake of Changshengtian, kill!"

The guards chanted Bater's call loudly, so that it could be heard by every coalition soldier along with the shamans' drumbeats.

The allied soldiers looked up at the blue sky, as if they could see a tall and majestic figure above the clouds smiling gently at them.

The knife handle was gripped tighter, the breathing became heavier, and more than 300,000 coalition soldiers roared in unison:

"For the sake of Changshengtian, kill!!!"

(End of this chapter)