Chapter 17 Chapter Seventeen The King's Nightmare

It's this vast wilderness again, the vast fog, I can't see the edge. The war horse trembled slightly and stepped on the chest of the man in front of him. With a crash, I thought his ribs were broken.Seventeen years have passed, right?At that time, the blood-stained white bones were already withered, and it seemed that with a light sweep of a finger, they would be reduced to ashes.But they are still here—on this piece of wilderness called Banquan, there are all those corpses who opened their eyes to the sky, and my war horse stepped forward on their chests and faces. The horse's hoof crushed another boy's face, and I saw the fear of the last moment of life still condensed there.When all the fear and unwillingness finally become the past, these people can finally lie comfortably on the ground and look up at the sky, and everything so-called life and death is no longer meaningful.In fact, no one can escape this result.

"Since I'm dead, why do you still look at me?" I said to them, "Winners and losers." There is light in front and darkness behind. I walked in the vast fog between light and darkness, and the light always seemed so far away.In seventeen years, I have never been able to reach the end of Banquan once. Silence, not even a breath of wind, I forget how far I have come.But I suddenly said to myself: "It's coming..." Then a fiery flying fire rose from the white mist in front of my eyes.I know he is here, he is here waiting for me, I am here to see him, for me, this is a very long agreement.I can't stop myself from going back here to face this person I don't want to face, and this agreement may last until his or my death.

The flames in the white mist danced slowly and ferociously like living creatures with spirituality.My war horse stopped, it neighed suddenly, and the neighing gradually became weaker.The battle-hardened steed was foaming at the mouth and trying to back off despite my control.A strong fear broke out of my heart, and I couldn't bear the scene of facing such a person alone.I looked around eagerly, where is my cloud master who rules the roost?Where are my invincible nine great generals? where are you? As if to answer my question, the strong wind suddenly rolled towards the sides of me, tearing a gap in the dense fog.In the wisps of residual fog, my Hundred Thousand Cloud Masters once again raised their flags and guarded me. On the horses behind me, I once again saw Chang Xian and Li Mu. They were still as heroic and vigorous as before.

The wind rolled back and forth, and the mist from the field was drawn into the sky, so the flying fire turned into a fiery red battle flag.Their last broken battle flag was slanted on the chest of the corpse. When the battle flag was blown by the wind, I finally saw the ragged old man again.He was bathed in the blood of countless people, his broad chest was bared, and the bones of his own descendants were under his feet. He looked at me silently. He holds a huge battle axe, and his white beard is as rigid as an iron halberd.He slapped his chest violently, like beating a Kui animal skin drum, and I suddenly saw the angry bear king.

Have you ever hunted a giant bear? We pierce the Bear King's heart with our spears to the last drop of blood.Then we searched all over the mountains for the cubs, until the last cub was waiting to be fed, in order to kill them all.A real hunter should kill a litter of bears instead of one, because even if the last one is left, it means that the bear king still exists. We believe that the bear cub will use an unimaginable method to obtain the memory of the bear king after it grows up gradually, and then it will be the new bear king.It would roar and tear apart the hunter and his hut, and for this day the cub could wait many years.

A bear is an animal that remembers hate. Killing the Bear King and keeping the cubs is stupid, isn't it even more ridiculous to keep the Bear King after all the cubs we've killed? I saw those fiery eyes, and I thought all the cub's hatred was burning in the bear king's eyes.I know he won't forget, so we must cut the roots. I pulled out my sword abruptly and pointed at the old man behind the battle flag. I turned around and wanted to yell at Chang Xian behind me, saying, "We'll kill him!" Over the years, I can't remember how many times I have been here, how many times I have tried to get close to this terrible person, hoping to muster the courage to kill him.I already feel unbearable, I must end this old guy seventeen years ago, and I don't want to go back to the fields of Banquan again!But when I turned around, I saw Chang Xian who was trembling. There was only fear in his eyes, but not me.

"You are already dead, what are you still afraid of?" I almost wanted to yell at Chang Xian, could the fear that this person gave him go all the way to the underworld?But I couldn't yell, and I suddenly trembled with Chang Xian. Looking back, the enemy stood looking at us from a distance, his figure was as tall as a mountain rising from the sky, and his rock-like muscles were covered with pale red bloodstains.He raised his head and raised the huge battle ax above his head.Then, the fierce iron light of the battle ax flickered, and the canine-tooth-like blade whizzed down on the woman at his feet.A perfect arc crossed the woman's swollen abdomen, breaking a long opening. The enemy used bony hands to penetrate into the woman's body, groping to take out the bloody thing.He swung the ax again, and with a light cracking sound, the mass of flesh and blood was separated from the mother forever.He threw the afterbirth into the grass and lifted the baby to the sky.

Suddenly, the enemy roared loudly, and gusts of wind spewed out of his mouth, and the wind swirled around him again and again.There was a terrible force tearing everything in the roar, as if it came from the depths of the earth, my warriors retreated frantically, and blood spurted from the noses of their horses.The baby opened its eyes for the first time, looked at the bloody ground and cried aloud.I feel that the sun is so dazzling, as if there are countless golden threads pulled between the sky and the earth.The voices of giant god-like enemies and puny babies echoed in the surrounding fields at the same time, making Hundred Thousand Cloud Masters terrified.

The enemy tore down the battle flag, wrapped the baby in the flying fire, and then he turned and disappeared far away on the other side of the field.Over there was a cloud as huge as a giant beast rolling in the sky, and we stood there until the terrible figure was no longer visible under the cloud. No one pursued, and an unspeakable fear was deeply imprinted in our minds.I watched Xiong Wang take away his descendants with my own eyes. I brought a hundred thousand cloud masters and nine great generals under my command. My sword was shaking, but I just didn't have the courage to raise my sword and say the word "kill".For seventeen years, I've been here countless times without success.

I was not a good hunter, won that war and lost myself to this enemy. In the middle of the night, Huangdi sat up from Jinxiu's couch, shirtless and covered in cold sweat. The imperial maid next to her lazily woke up from her sleep, rubbed her eyes blankly, twisted her body like a water snake, greeted her fawningly, and embraced Huang Di's arm.Normally at this time, the Yellow Emperor would show a pleasant smile, but today the Yellow Emperor pushed away the soft arm of the maid and said, "Queen Chuanfeng!" The Yellow Emperor was sitting on the Houtu Temple in a trance, and there was the sound of armor colliding outside the hall.

Huangdi turned his eyes away, and saw the wind that was all over his body and came in with the sound of the wind all the way.There are two green axes stuck behind his back, a pheasant feather is marked on the top of his head, the name of the emperor of heaven is written on his forehead, and his face is painted with a yin and yang face centered on the bridge of the nose, which is red on the left and green on the right. He is completely dressed for the battlefield . "Are you singing social opera?" Huang Di looked him up and down, "You dress like this at night." "Who is still in the mood to sing social operas? I am loyal. I thought that the old man Emperor Yan stayed in Zhuolu City overnight, and specially armored him outside the palace to protect him." Fenghou felt that his blood had touched his nose. "You're better at intrigue, right? If we want to use force, don't we still have Dahong and Ying to recruit them?" "Dahong is more nervous than me. He has gathered all the Yunshi troops and sealed off the city outside to prevent Emperor Yan from suddenly becoming angry. According to my research, Emperor Yan is a person who was extremely violent in his early years and extremely gentle in his later years. , most of them are divided minds and multiple personalities, very unstable." Fenghou said: "Yingzhao said that he caught a cold, so he took the whole family to Changyang Mountain, fifty miles away, to sleep in the open to recuperate." "This kind of treatment is exaggerated." Huang Di said: "I think he has a psychological barrier to Emperor Yan, so the farther away from him the better? In this way, even if the old guy wields a big axe and kills us , and it won’t surprise him to recuperate.” "Your Majesty, you know your subordinates in detail!" "Where's Ying Long?" Huang Di said, "Ying Long is not a timid person, he's a bit stunned at critical moments." "Ying Long is sleeping." "Oh?" Huang Di said, "This is no ordinary heroism." "That's right," Feng Hou said, "He said that if Emperor Yan really got into trouble, he would go to the king first, and if the king can't stand it, then he can't do anything even if he is awake, so it's better to sleep." "Alas!" Huangdi sighed with a smile, "Among you, I looked down on Ying Long at first, thinking he was a pig-killer." "Then what does Your Majesty think now?" Feng Hou was puzzled. "He is a pig at all." Huangdi waved his hand wearily, "Don't worry, Emperor Yan left after the ceremony, I can feel that. I asked you to talk about today's assassination, how the Sifang tribes are to our Xuanyuan tribe now Do you still have any complaints about your status? Encountering this incident at the grand ceremony will not be good for our reputation, although Xing Tian from the Ministry of Shennong was very quick to act, but at least it helped us save a little bit of face." "There must be complaints, but that red sun is the most impulsive few of the remaining refugees of the Kuafu clan, right? Your Majesty, don't worry about it." Feng Hou said: "When this matter is found out, Kuafu will be wiped out." The rest of the department will be fine." "He is very similar to that great Kuafu." Huang Di said, "At that time when Great Kuafu caused rebellion, some people said he was a hero." "Fortunately, he doesn't look like Emperor Yan." Feng Hou wanted to put it lightly. "I think there will be, and I'm a little worried." Huang Di was in a low mood, "There are always some evil seedlings growing slowly in places we don't know about. If we are not careful, they will grow into big trees." "Your Majesty is worried about those protons?" Feng Hou understood. "Yes, the princes from all directions will return to the headquarters soon, and the next Xuantian Grand Ceremony will be ten years later. Now we should consider those four troublesome protons? Find a place to send them away, I see that they always have couch It’s like raising a tiger, especially the one named Chi You.” Huang Di was in a bad mood when he thought of the child who would go berserk, he actually paid special attention to Chi You today, and Chi You was so scared by the assassination that he burst into tears, which at least reassured Huang Di some. "I have inquired about it. The son of the Shennong Ministry is usually known as the tyrant in Zhuolu City, but he is very timid and runs very fast. If this kind of person has the ability to rebel, maybe a turtle can climb a tree." Fenghou said : "What Dahong said, probably because this child has the blood of Emperor Yan, so his strength is unusually great?" "Actually, I also think he doesn't look like a hero." Huangdi walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, "I couldn't help feeling a little uneasy when I saw him. Maybe, he looks too much like Emperor Yan? Although I don't know what he looks like, But in that group of protons, I can tell at a glance that he is the descendant of Emperor Yan... Do you still remember the battlefield seventeen years ago?" There was a glimmer of gloom in Feng Hou's eyes, and he bowed and lowered his hands, "I understand, I will go and handle it right away. Rong Chen will report back in a month, and the four protons will not stay in Zhuolu for a long time." "Well, don't give people an excuse." Huang Di thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Is there a princess who likes to wear white among the four protons?" "Yes, Your Majesty has a good memory, that is Princess Yunjin from Shaohao's department." "Leave her." "Yes, but," Feng Hou hesitated, "Isn't Your Majesty afraid of raising tigers this time?" "Even if it's a tiger, it's still a little tigress, isn't it that scary?" Huang Di said, "I like pretty little tigresses." "I'm a little worried that this little tigress has angered the one in your family," Feng Hou clapped his hands together in front of his chest, "The big lioness." "Let's find an opportunity to kill them later." When Feng Hou was about to leave, Huang Di said behind his back: "It's not an important person, but don't keep trouble." "Understood." Feng Hou said: "There is a place where people who have been there have not returned."