The horse, in pain, immediately galloped towards Bazhuo.
For some reason, the uncle-in-law on horseback was terrified and kept shouting "No!"
"No...no, I don't want to die..."
Ba Zhuo was very puzzled. His uncle was about to return to his own camp, so why was he shouting "no"? Did he not want to return to his own tribe?
However, just as Ba Zhuo was about to send someone to meet him, his uncle, who was riding a horse at full speed, suddenly exploded with a "boom".
Ba Zhuo was completely stunned by what he saw. He couldn't understand what kind of power could accomplish this.
Could it be that the Tang Dynasty truly possessed the power of divine thunder?
For ordinary Han Chinese people, they might not feel anything about lightning; they might just find it a little scary.
But for the people of the grasslands, the fear of lightning is etched into their very bones.
Because there are very few trees on the grassland, the highest point within a radius of dozens of miles is probably the tents where the herders live.
Therefore, whenever lightning strikes the grasslands, some herders will inevitably suffer.
The herders who were struck by the arrow all died tragically, their bodies charred black.
Over time, many myths about lightning circulated on the grasslands, and people regarded them as punishments from the Heavenly Emperor.
Even after my aunt's husband was blown apart, bits of flesh and severed hands were still falling sporadically from the sky.
Although the scene was bloody, it was still bearable for Ba Zhuo, who was used to seeing life and death all the time.
What he found most intolerable was that the Tang Dynasty was so favored by Heaven that it actually possessed the power of thunder.
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