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Li Cunxu shouted loudly.
"My plan was perfect, how could this happen?!"
"And we have been looking for information in the Tang Dynasty for many years. Apart from Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang, when did so many top warriors come out?!"
"Why don't we have any information?!"
Li Cunxu became a little crazy at this moment.
He couldn't accept that his plan of "883" which he had been working hard for a long time failed because of some warriors.
The reason why Li Cunxu was so anxious was because he knew very well that the time difference between the Turks and the Tang Dynasty was a time difference.
As long as the Tang Dynasty dragged on until the war in the Northern Song Dynasty was resolved, the plan of the Turks would be completely unsuccessful.
And the king of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin, would most likely take advantage of this opportunity to return all the anger of the Tang Dynasty to the Turks.
As long as the Tang Dynasty can recover, the Turks will face a catastrophe.
Li Cunxu knew all this very well.
"What should we do? How can we resist these top warriors?!!!"
Li Cunxu held his head and kept whispering like a madman.
Suddenly Li Cunxu stopped his previous actions, and something came to his mind.
Something that can solve the current Turkic predicament.
"Ancestor!!!"
"Yes, Ancestor!!!"
Li Cunxu frantically recalled the story of their Turkic ancestor Yizhinishidu that his father told him.
Li Cunxu knew very well that if he wanted to fight against those top warriors of mortals, he could only rely on top warriors to deal with them.
If there is no corresponding check and balance, even if he piles up human lives, the Turks may not be able to win the final victory.
In Li Cunxu's memory, their Turks have always had an ancestor Yizhinishidu who has fallen into a deep sleep.
When there were no Turks, the tribes were full of disputes, and the people in the Central Plains looked at these tribes as uncivilized monkeys.
At this time, their ancestor Yizhini Shidu grew up from a weak child without a father or mother, and gathered the strong men of one tribe after another with his powerful military force and personal charm.
Finally, his own cultivation reached the legendary land immortal realm, and then he fought with the people of the Central Plains and finally integrated the tribes and named them Turks, and won this precious land of life for them from the hands of the Central Plains people.
However, I don’t know why Yizhini Shidu fell into a deep sleep after he became famous.
According to the news passed down by their fathers, if the Turks faced a catastrophe, they only needed to go to their ancestral land and dedicate the lives and blood of the remaining Turks to their ancestor Yizhini Shidu.
Then Yizhini Shidu would wake up from his slumber and solve the dilemma of the Turks!
Although after a hundred years of word of mouth, many people think that Yizhini Shidu is just a legend of the Turks.
But for Li Cunxu now, this is his life-saving straw.
"I will die sooner or later anyway, so I might as well fight hard instead of waiting to be trampled by the Tang army!"
"If the legend is true, then I, Li Cunxu, will be the second great man in the history of the Turks!"
Li Cunxu looked at the sky with fiery eyes.
In fact, before this, Li Cunxu also felt that the story about the Turkic ancestor was just a legend that adults used to deceive children.
But now this is his life-saving straw. No matter who stops him from doing the next thing, Li Cunxu will let those who stop him be sacrificed directly to welcome their ancestor!
Afterwards, Li Cunxu did not make too much preparation, and directly drew nearly 50,000 old, weak, women and children from various Turkic tribes.
Of course, Li Cunxu was opposed by countless people during his actions, but as long as they opposed Li Cunxu, he ordered the arrest of all these people's families.
As time went by, no one dared to oppose Li Cunxu's behavior.
Now, the whole Turkic people were following Li Cunxu's madness.
Arriving at the Turkic ancestral land, Li Cunxu gathered all the old, weak, women and children captured from various tribes in the center of the ancestral land.
In an instant, endless crying and cursing echoed throughout the entire tribe.
But Li Cunxu seemed to be unaffected by these noisy sounds. He sat cross-legged quietly and prayed very hard in his heart.
After a while, Li Cunxu looked at the people in the ancestral land with fiery eyes, and then he said loudly:
"Today, all of you are heroes of my Turkic people!"
"Remember that you are not dying, but welcoming our ancestors!"
"It is to make our Turkic people more brilliant and glorious!"
"Kill!"
As Li Cunxu shouted the word "kill" loudly... 0
Countless arrows shot at the old, weak, women and children in the center of the Turkic ancestral land.
The sound of crying, despair, helplessness and strong blood filled the entire ancestral land.
10,000, 20,000, 30,000, 40,000.
As countless arrows flew, the number of the elderly, weak, women and children in the ancestral land was also decreasing rapidly.
And nothing like that happened in their clan land.
At this moment, a trace of panic finally appeared in Li Cunxu's eyes.
If the legend is false, then what he is doing now is enough to make him die tens of thousands of times afterwards!
Now even the archers around Li Cunxu gradually stopped their actions. Looking at the groups of people of the same clan in the ancestral land, the archers gradually became uneasy.
Seeing the appearance of the archers at this time, Li Cunxu's face immediately became ferocious.
"Keep killing!!! Keep killing!!!"
Li Cunxu shouted loudly at the archers. At this time, Li Cunxu was like a demon crawling out of hell.
He had already decided in his heart that if these old, weak, women and children were not enough to awaken their ancestors, then he would attack the strong men among the Turks.
If that was not enough, then he would find a way to attack the Turkic soldiers.
No matter how crazy Li Cunxu is now, as long as their Turkic ancestors are not resurrected, he will die.
Li Cunxu felt that it would be better for the Turks to die in his hands than in the hands of the Tang Dynasty!
Seeing Li Cunxu's devilish appearance, the archers continued to shoot arrows into the ancestral land in panic.
When there were only dozens of old, weak, women and children left in the ancestral land, something strange finally happened in the ancestral land.
For a moment, an endless black light emanated from the ancestral land, and the blood of the old, weak, women and children who died in the ancestral land seemed to be guided to gather in a certain place in the ancestral land, and finally the blood seemed to have turned into a stream and flowed into the deepest part of the ancestral land.
After the blood dried up, endless pressure suddenly came from the deepest part of the ancestral land, and a shadow like a demon appeared from the ancestral land.
"Who woke me up?!!"
A voice that sounded like a mixture of countless wronged souls came from the ancestral land.
At this moment, the archers brought by Li Cunxu knelt on the ground as if they were trembling from their souls, with a very frightened look in their eyes.
Li Cunxu was the opposite of them, his eyes were full of excitement.
He knew that he, Li Cunxu, had made the right bet! .
Chapter 352 The terrifying Yizhinishidu, Li Cunxu's opportunity!
As the demon-like figure in the Turkic ancestral land slowly walked towards them.
A hint of fierceness appeared in Li Cunxu's eyes.
Li Cunxu himself was a great master. He slowly pushed back, and then tried his best to split the cliff where he and the archers he brought stood.
Then the nearly 1,000 archers fell from the top of the mountain.
Li Cunxu didn't want anyone except himself to know about what happened today.
As for the death of the old, weak, women and children, it was done by their ancestors. What does it have to do with him, Li Cunxu?
Anyway, those who saw it with their own eyes are dead.
After nearly a quarter of an hour, the ancestor of the Turks, Yizhinishidu, also slowly walked to the place where the old, weak, women and children had just stopped.
Li Cunxu saw this and quickly bowed to Yizhinishidu, and then said loudly to Yizhinishidu:
"Younger Turkic leader, Li Cunxu welcomes the awakening of the ancestor Yizhinishidu!"
Hearing Li Cunxu's words and feeling Li Cunxu's very weak breath, Yizhinishidu frowned slightly.
"What is the reason for waking me up this time?"
"Is the Turkic tribe in danger of extermination?!"
Yizhinishidu's voice penetrated Li Cunxu's mind like a demonic sound.
Yizhinishidu did not have much good feelings for Li Cunxu, the younger generation, after all, Li Cunxu was too young compared to him.
In the era when Yizhini Shidu was alive, a man with Li Cunxu's accomplishments could not even protect his own family, let alone do anything for the Turks.