Chapter 3299: Murder! Murder!

That is the altar used by the old uncle to pray for rain.

On the top level of the altar, one could vaguely see an incense table with incense, candles and other items already lit. It was obvious that everything had been prepared long ago, just waiting for them to come.

The team stopped some distance away from the altar. Nan Yan dismounted and saw that there was a canopy set up under the altar. There were tables and chairs in the canopy, and tea cups and other items on the table. Naturally, they were prepared for them.

However, the sun was about to set at this time, so it was no longer useful.

Nan Yan threw the reins to the people behind him, took Ruoshui and the others to the shed, and looked around.

They brought quite a few people with them, and Zhu Feng had already deployed quite a few troops here. The soldiers were wearing armor and holding swords. Although the surroundings were calm, everyone was very alert.

After all, this is the place where people pray for rain, which is crucial to the outcome of a normal war. What's more, the identities of the old uncle and the imperial concubine also make them dare not bring them.

Nan Yan looked for a while, then asked, "Where is the emperor?"

At the same time, in another wasteland several miles away from the altar, this place is more vast and flat than the place where the altar is built. Except for the slightly higher earth slope under Zhu Feng's feet, there are endless plains for several miles or even dozens of miles around. Any movement can be seen at a glance.

There was also a simple awning above his head, but there were no tables, chairs, teacups or anything like that in it.

If a person sits, his mind will become relaxed.

If you relax during a war, even for just a moment, you may be doomed.

Moreover, at this moment, the ground beneath his feet was shaking constantly as the army marched forward, as if the entire earth was trembling for the upcoming battle. Zhu Feng watched the army marching forward continuously and asked, "What's the situation in Arslan?"

Chen Zixiao had already led his troops to the front, and at this time, following Zhu Feng was his deputy general Tian Xun.

He immediately said, "Your Majesty, the scouts report that Arslan has not left the camp. It is his two lieutenants, Bayin and Wulihan, who have led 200,000 troops and arrived first."

"Two hundred thousand."

Zhu Feng narrowed his eyes when he heard this: "They must have transferred more than this number from White Tiger City."

Tian Xun said, "It seems they have a backup plan, and there are still quite a few troops in the camp."

Zhu Feng's face was gloomy. Even under the fiery afterglow of the setting sun, his eyes were icy. He said, "Also, there should be more people from the Eastern Chahe tribe than just these."

Tian Xun said: "This——"

Zhu Feng said: "We can't let their troops stay."

Tian Xun said softly with some embarrassment: "Lord Chen also thought so, but Arslan seemed to have noticed something and started to hold back."

Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, then turned back to look at the troops still advancing forward and asked, "How many people are behind us?"

Tian Xun said: "There are still 150,000."

Zhu Feng said, "Send them all up, make them line up and challenge!"

"ah?"

Tian Xun was startled when he heard this and said hurriedly, "Your Majesty, Lord Chen left these troops behind first to prevent any changes on the battlefield, and secondly - Your Majesty has arrived in Handongwei this time, and we must ensure your safety first. These troops cannot be moved lightly."

Zhu Feng said: "If that's the case, this battle might have been fought in vain."

"but--"

"No need to say more, I have made up my mind. Give the order immediately."

Tian Xun had not originally been the commander-in-chief, and therefore had no standing to discuss military strategy with the emperor. But this time, even he hesitated, saying, "Your Majesty, I dare to offer a suggestion. Even if Your Majesty wants a fierce battle, sending all our troops out like this would immediately expose our strengths and weaknesses, which is too risky."

After hearing what he said, Zhu Feng did not answer immediately. Instead, he turned around and looked into the distance.

Although he couldn't see it, he knew that direction was the direction of the old uncle's altar.

After a long silence, he slowly said, "This time, it was an adventure."

“…”

"Victory lies in taking risks. On the battlefield, we should have an adventurous spirit."

“…”

"You go ahead."

“…”

"At sunset, I want to hear the sound of war."

Seeing the emperor like this, Tian Xun had no choice but to bow and accept the order. He immediately walked over, got on his horse, and went forward to convey the order.

After he left, Zhu Feng looked at the sky which was getting darker and darker for a while, then said to the Jinyiwei who was serving beside him, "Go tell the uncle and the concubine that the battle will begin at sunset."

"yes."

After the Jinyiwei mounted his horse, he rode all the way and arrived at the altar almost as the sunset slowly disappeared on the earth. Nan Yan was originally standing under the awning, still waiting for news from here. The Jinyiwei came over and immediately told them the emperor's order.

At the same time, he also told Heyi and the old uncle that the emperor had mobilized all his troops to the front.

He Yi's expression darkened slightly.

His reaction was not as big as Tian Xun's. He was silent for a while before he whispered, "This time, there is no room for error."

These words were said to the old uncle.

When the old uncle heard this, although he did not respond, he seemed to be able to sense the importance of the situation. He covered his mouth with his hand, coughed heavily twice, and then turned and walked towards the altar.

Nan Yan immediately said, "Uncle, didn't the emperor say that we should wait until sunset?"

At this time, the setting sun was still half hanging in the sky.

The old uncle also looked back and said, "Let me try and see if it works for me."

After saying that, he walked to the bottom of the altar. Although he had not officially started to pray for rain, his expression was already very solemn. Even the soldiers who had been standing on the third-tier altar became nervous. The old uncle took off his crane cloak, shoes and socks, and removed the wooden hairpin on his head with one hand. His long hair mixed with white and silver threads fell down, and he walked up to the altar step by step.

At this moment, even Nan Yan held her breath.

She was so focused on looking at the old uncle with his hair loose and bare feet that she didn't notice the reactions of the people around him. She only saw the old uncle walked to the top of the altar, where incense and candles were burning and wisps of smoke drifted in the wind. He walked to the incense table and picked up the wooden sword on the table.

At this moment, Nan Yan suddenly heard a terrified cry from someone next to her.

"Ah! Murder!"

She was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Wen Wuyu, who was resting in the shed, suddenly go crazy and shout at the old uncle holding a wooden sword in fear: "Murder! Murder!"