Chapter 682 Blood Sacrifice of Ten Thousand Souls

In a secret room in the City Lord's Mansion of Touman City, Ju Luohou heard the faint sound of fighting outside, his eyes were red, and he walked back and forth anxiously like a lone wolf in a desperate situation.

At the door, several heavily armed Kebineng loyalists stared at him, leaving the disarmed Ju Luohou with nowhere to go.

"I want to see my brother, I want to see my brother!!!"

After lingering for a long time, the sound of fighting gradually subsided, Ju Luohou knew clearly what this meant, and his whole body seemed to be emptied for a moment, and he slumped on the ground weakly, growling in a low voice.

"My lord, Da Shanyu is busy with military affairs and has no time to summon you. Please don't embarrass me."

The Xianbei general who was in charge of the house arrest of Ju Luohou took a step forward and said in a low voice.

"I want to see my brother, let him come to see me!"

Ju Luohou didn't listen to the general's explanation at all, and roared like crazy.

"What do you want to see me for?"

Just when the general was feeling embarrassed, a majestic body voice suddenly came from outside the door, but this body voice revealed a trace of fatigue that could not be concealed.

"I've seen the Great Chanyu!"

Several Xianbei generals immediately bowed down and saluted. Ke Bi Neng waved his hand to make these people retreat for the time being, and stared coldly at Ju Luohou who was still slumped on the ground with a pair of emotionless eyes.

"I'm here, tell me, what do you want to do?"

Ju Luohou's heart trembled when he was stared at by Ke Bineng, and the elder brother's majesty, which had been accumulated for many years, extinguished most of the anger in Ju Luohou's heart.

Taking a deep breath, Ju Luohou plucked up his courage, met Ke Bineng's eyes and said firmly: "Brother, you are leading our Xianbei on the road to perdition, and you will become Xianbei's sinner. Stop now!" , it’s too late to stop now!”

Ke Bineng's expressionless face finally showed a slight strangeness. He looked down at his hands, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's too late? It's too late! I have no way out since the National Fortune War started. The road I want to take The road must be paved with numerous corpses!"

"Brother, you will destroy Xianbei! The Xianbei people in the city are our foundation, you are digging your own foundation! Even if you defeat the Han army, a butcher with Xianbei's blood on his hands cannot become a great Xianbei Leader, stop now, brother!!!"

Ju Luohou suddenly hugged Ke Bineng's thigh, crying with tears in his eyes.

Ke Bi Neng squatted down, gently stroked Ju Luohou's face, and said softly: "The rebirth of the Great Xianbei requires sacrifice, and future generations will remember every clan member who sacrificed for the rise of the Great Xianbei."

"sacrifice?"

Ju Luohou shrank his pupils suddenly when he heard the words, looked at Ke Bineng in horror, and spit out questioning words: "Why didn't you sacrifice it? You are using the flesh and blood of the Xianbei people to pave the way for your kingship, The only thing you care about in your heart is yourself, you don't care about Da Xianbei's life or death at all..."

"Snapped!"

A clear slap sounded, and Ke Bineng slapped Ju Luohou's face fiercely in anger, and a red palm print clearly emerged.

"This is the last time I hit you, no matter what, you are my own brother. Xianbei will not perish, on the contrary, his glory has just begun!"

Ke Bi Neng got up and looked at Ju Luohou coldly, his voice was extremely firm.

Ju Luohou seemed to be stunned by Ke Bineng's slap, and looked at Ke Bineng in a daze.

"Da Shanyu, it's almost time!"

The urging voice of the lock slave came from outside the door, breaking the silence in the room.

"I hope you are doing well for yourself!"

Ke Bineng looked at his younger brother with a complicated expression, turned around and opened the door to leave.

"Brother! You can't do this! You are taking Da Xianbei to hell! You can't!!!" Ju Luohou seemed to have just reacted from that slap at this time,

He scrambled to the door and shouted hoarsely.

Ke Bineng left without looking back, and several heavily armed Xianbei generals at the door stopped Ju Luohou, no matter how hard he struggled, he would not let him go.

"Hand down the order to confer Ju Luohou as the Zuoxian King. Once the Ben Shanyu dies, the Zuoxian King will inherit the title of Da Shanyu!"

While walking, Ke Bineng suddenly said something inexplicable. The lock slave next to him paused subconsciously when he heard the words, but hurriedly said: "I obey!"

Zuo Xianwang often means prince in Hun culture!

"Sacrifice, Ju Luohou, how did you know that I didn't sacrifice for the great Xianbei?" A voice of soliloquy that only Ke Bi Neng could hear sounded, and finally looked back at the house where Ju Luo Hou was under house arrest, and Ke Bi Neng strode away .

Stepping out of the city lord's mansion, the streets outside the city lord's mansion are littered with corpses, including Xianbei soldiers, nobles, and more ordinary Xianbei civilians.

Blood clouds rolled in the sky and the wind roared. Although it was daytime, the whole city gave off a ghostly feeling.

A strange man covered in black robe quietly came to Ke Bineng's side. Ke Bi Neng glanced at him blankly, and said coldly, "How are you preparing?"

"Jie Jie Jie!" The black-robed eccentric first let out a ghostly laugh, and then said in a hoarse voice like two pieces of rusted iron: "It's almost there, the blood energy of 10 million copies is basically ready, now Just wait for your master to do it!"

Ke Bi Neng didn't speak, but turned to look at Suo Nu instead. Suo Nu understood, nodded slightly, and confirmed what the black-robed monster said.

"Well, thank you sir for everything you have done for me Da Xianbei!"

Ke Bi Neng nodded slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a blade light flashed, and the head of the black-robed monster rose into the air, before Ke Bi Neng continued: "Please, sir, contribute the last strength to Da Xianbei!"

"Plop!"

The head of the black-robed monster fell to the ground and rolled twice on the ground, revealing a skull-like head. Strangely, instead of showing any resentment or panic in the eyes of the man in black robe, there was a hint of relief on the contrary.

Ke Bi Neng looked back at the sky, but saw that the blood cloud in the sky was getting thicker, and Ke Bi Neng shuddered suddenly as gusts of wind blew by.

Looking back on what I have done in the past few months, it seems like a dream. First, he got the inheritance of the Huns, and hoisted his original opponent, Budugen, to fight. Seeing that the whole of Xianbei was about to be unified, and when the hegemony was about to be achieved, the Han army invaded on a large scale, not only interrupting the unification process, but even made a surprise attack thousands of miles away, destroying the Dragon City, the sacred place of Xianbei.

In a moment of anger, Ke Bineng started the National Fortune War. He thought that with his elite troops and the strength of the National Fortune War, it would be easy to wipe out the invading Han army.

However, it was only when they started fighting that he realized that he had underestimated the Han people.

The average combat power of the Han army was far beyond Kebi's expectations, and even a few high-level Han troops could faintly overwhelm the Xiongnu Wanqi.

At that time, Ke Bineng felt a little regretful about starting the national destiny war, but how can there be regret medicine in the world? Ke Bineng, who was unable to get off the tiger, had no choice but to go to the dark.

After retreating to Manchester City, Kebineng expanded his army frantically, increasing the total strength to six million in one fell swoop. However, after the actual battle, it was discovered that even with an army of six million, the outcome of a decisive battle with the Han army would be between five and five at most.

Such a result is already a loss for Ke Bineng, who took the initiative to start the national destiny war.

Back then, Ke Bineng led troops into battle for the first time, and dispatching blood wolves and thousands of horsemen to meet the enemy was his last temptation. However, the test results were far from ideal. Blood Wolf Wanqi was hung up and beaten by Greed Wolf Knight, and the fiasco of Blood Wolf Wanqi directly extinguished the last hope in Ke Bineng's heart.

In desperation, Ke Bineng chose the most extreme method—the Blood Sacrifice of Thousand Souls!