Buhua smiled strangely because he also found that his body had been controlled by someone, and it should be said that he was controlled by a ghost. Li Yuanhao is so powerful that he can still use ghosts to control himself when he dies, so that he can lead the army. Come here.

Although Buhua was in a daze at this moment, his heart began to brighten.

He remembered the warning along the way, but he always pretended not to know. When he thought about it, it was the ghost in his body that was hinting at himself and making him pretend not to know.

Then the ghost kept giving orders to bring his soldiers here, and the entire army came here to destroy it in revenge on his own destruction of the royal tomb.

Buhua smiled strangely at this moment, watching Li Yuanhao get closer and closer.

He drew out the knife, but the knife was aimed at his neck. Wuhua knew that it was the ghost who was causing trouble.

Buhua no longer wanted to resist. Looking at the corpses everywhere, he no longer wanted to walk out of here and sleep with his soldiers. Buhua thought about it.

But at this moment, Li Yuanhao looked at him contemptuously, "You think you can be relieved if you die."

"Yes, you just want to punish me for digging your royal tomb. If I die, you will take revenge," said General Buhua.

"Wrong, after you die, you and your soldiers will be here as ghost soldiers to keep their souls for my beloved concubine, forever," Li Yuanhao said with a sneer.

"You, you are so poisonous," Buhua said.

"You Mongolians destroyed our country, did not follow the faith, killed my descendants, slaughtered my people, destroyed my civilization, who is more poisonous? I just want you to be ghost soldiers to guard you. You are also atonement for your sins, waiting for you to guard you If you have enough time, you will naturally be free. Maybe that person will be me, I will free you," Li Yuanhao sneered.

"How long will it take, how long will you be ready to let us keep our guard," Buhua said tremblingly.

"It's about a thousand years, maybe it's shorter or longer," Li Yuanhao said coldly.

At this moment, Buhua only has the blue sky and white clouds of his hometown, the long Mongolian songs, and the beautiful girl when he was young.

He looked at the dead soldiers in front of him, and he thought that they also had parents, young and beautiful girls, and many of them had cute children.

They had the meeting under the obo on the night of the bright moon, the moving voices that could hummed Mongolian tunes, and the shyness of being intimate with a girl in the yurt for the first time.

Of course, they also had the first battle, the first time they killed the enemy, the first time they set fire to the enemy's cities, the first time they robbed the people of the enemy's cities, the first time they killed the civilians of the enemy's countries, the first time they killed the old people, the middle-aged people, the first time they were killed. People, young people, children, including newborn babies, women who are forcibly violent to the enemy country for the first time, including old women and young women, as well as teenage virgins, and girls of a few years.

At this moment, the sea of ​​fire and screams echoed in Buhua's mind, and the dead bodies and unclothed women all appeared in Buhua's eyes.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then his hand moved and his blood spurted out of his neck.

He fell to the ground, and when he fell to the ground, a strange sound of flute came, which was the sound of calling ghosts.

Jian Yumei clearly saw that the sound of the flute evoked the ghosts of Mongolian soldiers one by one, and they gathered in that valley.

The gatherer's whole body was covered with a piece of black cloth, but he saw some holes in the corner of his mouth, nose, and eyes.

He was playing a piccolo at this moment, and Jian Yumei felt like the piccolo that the snake dancers in some foreign books were playing. The flute probably came from those mysterious places in Central Asia.

At this moment, this man was playing the piccolo and gathering these dead souls.

General Buhua walked in front, crookedly, and the rest of the Mongolian soldiers walked behind him, according to the height of their military ranks when they were alive,

At this moment, thousands of Mongolian dead souls gathered there and were active in the valley.

Who is that person? The man in black, Jian Yumei was thinking.

It shouldn't be Li Yuanhao, because Li Yuanhao was opposite them. At this moment, Li Yuanhao looked at all this with a expressionless face.

As the ghost army walked towards the depths of the valley, Li Yuanhao walked towards Alu in the other direction.

"You can go out, go and take good care of my tribe members," said Li Yuanhao.

"Thank you, don't worry, I will take good care of them," Aru said.

"Well, you know a lot of knowledge, you have the courage, and you can successfully bring the Mongolians here and get rid of them, which proves this. You also value feelings, and your sadness for your death for your family is really sad. You respect me again and do not resist after seeing me. This will allow you to save your life. Do you know," said Li Yuanhao.

"I know, thank you for not killing you," Aru said.

"Go, your ancestors are very outstanding, you are also excellent. You can complete the mission of taking good care of my tribe and catch up with them. They are already on the way to the Central Plains. You can catch up with them as soon as possible, go," Li Yuanhao Said.

Alu quickly turned around and ran out of the valley. Along the way, he saw the skeletons of the Mongolian army. He had no expression on his face and kept running.

When he ran out of the valley, there was a war horse waiting for him outside. Alu knew that this was arranged by Li Yuanhao for him. This was the war horse of the Mongolians. The war horse actually had a set of Mongolian armor and Mongolian soldiers. Alu knew that Li Yuanhao had arranged the license plate for him, hoping that he could catch up with those escaping tribe members as soon as possible.

He quickly changed into the armor of Mongolian soldiers, turned over to his horse, and drove away.

A few days after Jian Yumei saw it, after avoiding many Mongolian troops, Alu came to the junction of Xixia and the Song Dynasty. Many Xixia people had escaped here. Alu caught up with most of their people. He collected these tribe members at the junction. When he took out the token given to him by Li Yuanhao, all tribe members gathered under his command.

They stayed there for many days, collected a lot of tribe members, and then gradually no one came back.

These Western Xia people fell into the country following Alu to the Songpan Plateau in the Central Plains, where their ancestors lived.

In order to avoid the Song Dynasty army, they hid in the mountains and forests during the day and walked at night because Alu knew how to find a location. He watched the celestial phenomena at night every night and pointed out the way forward for everyone.

While they were lurking during the day, Alu began to organize everyone into an army, grouped according to a team of 100 and 1000, and then selected the captain. They began to practice military subjects every day.

Offense, defense, siege, and defending the city are all subjects they practice every day.

So when they came to the Songpan Plateau, they chose a place where they could establish a country, and they established their own small country, which was called "Xiwu" within them.
Chapter completed!