The original Izumo Country, Luoxia Village, is located at the foot of Luoxia Mountain, next to Luoxia Lake, covering an area of 100 mu.
Its owner, Liu Rufeng, donates money with righteousness, helps the poor, makes friends all over the world, and has the power of the earth wheel, so he is well-known in the Izumo country.
At night, a storm struck, and the entire villa was enveloped by the storm. The inside of the villa was completely dark, while the outside was filled with the sound of howling wind. From time to time, trees rose from the ground and crashed into the villa.
A few flashes of sword light flashed through the night, and the trees that hit the villa flew into a dozen sections in the air and hit the villa.
Several disciples put their swords back into their sheaths and retracted their bodies behind the courtyard wall against the fierce wind.
Here, the wind can be a little less.
If there is no shelter, the wind can blow people away.
"There hasn't been such a strong wind for several years." A disciple muttered.
Another disciple was full of resentment: "Those barbarians offended the gods! They will not end well!"
The disciple who spoke before said silently, it is hard to say how this wind will affect the barbarians, but the crops may be destroyed, and I don't know how many people will be displaced this year.
In a room in the villa, three men were sitting around a table. The wind was howling outside, and the candlelight in the room was dim and uncertain, as if it was the situation of Izumo at this time.
One of the men was in his forties, with smooth skin, a beard on his chin, full of worry, this man was Liu Rufeng.
The other two were in their forties, tall and tall, and their name was Xu Ping.
The other person is over sixty years old, with a fairy-like appearance, and his name is Gao Yishan.
"Xu Hu's group of shy-headed ghosts used to be better than anyone else, but they were frightened by the barbarians and ran away." Xu Ping patted the table and said bitterly.
Liu Rufeng sighed, and shook his head slightly: "The barbarians are too strong, the weakest ones have the strength of human rounds, and they can be regarded as the backbone in ordinary sects, and one out of a hundred ordinary people can reach it. But in the army of barbarians Here, they are just the most ordinary soldiers. God is not fair, why do they love them so much? Shanyin, Zebei, Songyang, and Xuguan have no more than 500 barbarians in each city, but the rebels were wiped out as soon as they found any traces Tens of thousands of people died in their hands, and countless people were implicated.
"Now that I'm out of the clouds, I don't know if I can get rid of the dark clouds!"
Xu Ping's face was full of sadness: "Where is there still Izumo? Hundreds of surrendered survivors were captured today, Zheng Xingmian set himself on fire, and many sects that assassinated those surrendered city lords were wiped out! Those aristocratic families Wealthy merchants and some people who don’t want to surrender to the barbarians and those who have integrity all ran to Daxia with their families, and we, the rats in the gutter, are the only ones who are just trying to make a living.”
Liu Rufeng remained silent. Why didn't they know that Izumo was dead.
Just don't dare to think about it, don't want to think about it.
"It's impossible to go head-to-head with those barbarians, the gap in strength is too great." Gao Yishan said.
"Are we going to be like those city lords who surrendered? Let the barbarians dominate us?" Xu Ping glared at Gao Yishan.
"Don't be impatient, listen to me." Gao Yishan didn't care about his attitude at all, and said while thinking: "Now there are 100,000 barbarian troops in Izumo, and Zi Donglai divided Izumo into five districts. There are 15,000 troops stationed in each district, 500 of which are stationed in each city, and another 10,000 troops are divided into four armies to wipe out rebels and sects with resistance intentions.
In other words, there are a total of 20 armies with 2,500 barbarians active in Izumo territory.
And in each barbarian army, the number of Earth Wheel warriors is about one hundred, and the others are all human-wheel warriors, and they are stronger than ordinary human-wheel warriors.
When I fought against the barbarians in Izumo before, at least ten times as many troops were needed to fight against them. Now those rebels are ordinary people who have not received much training, and there are only a few masters among them. In this case, we have no chance to defeat any barbarian army. No matter where the uprising is, they will be wiped out in an instant.
Not to mention that there are still those surrendered city lords on the side of the barbarian army, and we still have spies inside. "
"There are indeed spies!" Speaking of spies, Xu Ping's face was full of anger: "It was the spies sent by the city lords that caused the people in several cities in Shanyin to be discovered by the barbarians. If it weren't for them, how could Izumo will die?"
Gao Yishan shook his head slightly. In fact, he noticed something, not only the spies of the city lord were active, but there seemed to be another group of people in the Izumo territory who leaked the news to the barbarians.
But there are many masters among those people, and I lost them after several investigations, and was almost besieged and killed.
"So head-to-head is impossible. When the generals of impermanence were still there, they were retreating steadily against those barbarians, let alone us."
"Isn't it because that traitor Zheng Chengmian is holding back! Self-immolation is really cheap for him, so he should be shredded into pieces!" Xu Ping cursed again.
Liu Rufeng looked at Xu Ping helplessly. This guy is good at everything, but he is too irritable and impulsive. "Let Brother Gao finish speaking first."
Looking at Gao Yishan again, he asked, "Brother Gao, what do you think?"
Gao Yishan stroked his beard: "If it's too hard, then use other methods."
"Brother Gao, please speak up!" Liu Rufeng said.
"There is an ancient object in my family, which was left by Dachen, the former dynasty of Daxia. At the beginning, a Taoist priest dedicated this object to the emperor of Dachen, claiming that it could suppress the fate of the country, and it would last for thousands of years. , Floods, droughts, earth dragons turn over, for three years in a row, the people are in dire straits."
"Then there were uprisings everywhere, and the Great Chen Dynasty died two years later. When the Great Xia was established, the original palace was razed to the ground and another capital was chosen." Liu Rufeng's eyes lit up. "Although this matter is a legend, there are many falsehoods, but since brother Gao mentioned it, there must be something we don't know about it."
If other people say it, he will be joking. But Gao Yishan in front of him has a lot of thaumaturgy, and he has seen it many times. He said that there is such a thing, so I am afraid there is something in it.
"That Taoist priest is the founder of my sect!" Gao Yishan said with a smile.
Both Liu Rufeng and Xu Ping were shocked, they didn't expect it to be so.
"At the end of the Chen Dynasty, the officials were corrupt, and the people had no food and clothing. The ancestors of my school were ruined because of those corrupt officials. Later, when I got this ancient relic by chance, I thought about it and dedicated it to the emperor of the Chen Dynasty. Originally The Great Chen Dynasty still has dozens of years of luck, but after obtaining this thing, it died in just a few years."
"That ancient artifact is so powerful?" Xu Ping asked in disbelief.
"There are indeed some methods. I don't know why history was cut off in ancient times, and many strange methods have been cut off. This ancient thing has been handed down from ancient times, and it is incredible." Gao Yishan paused and said: "After the Great Chen Dynasty fell, , I sent Patriarch to get a chance to take the ancient object back and hide it in one place."