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Chapter 679 Yuwen Yong's Esoteric Sect

After listening to Nurhaci's analysis, Wanyan Agu's brows gradually relaxed, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

"Very well, the power of Jurchen shamanism is indeed a great help to us at this moment."

"As you say, we will act immediately."

He paused for a moment, seemingly weighing the pros and cons of the plan, and then slowly nodded.

"Wu Qimai, you shall set off immediately for Divine Eagle Valley and invite those shamans and priests to come down from the mountain. Be sure to show them the utmost courtesy."

After speaking, he turned to look at Wanyan Wuqimai, who sat quietly beside him like a pine tree.

"Rest assured, Great Khan, Wu Qimai will not fail in his mission and will bring the shaman and priests back safely."

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Wuqimai stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and bowed respectfully.

"Huang Taiji, you will go with Wuqimai. You are intelligent, resourceful, and eloquent. With you by my side to assist me, I feel more at ease."

Seeing this, Nurhaci also sent his most trusted son, Huang Taiji.

"Father, rest assured, your son will do his utmost."

Upon hearing this, Huang Taiji smiled slightly, a hint of confidence flashing in his eyes.

The two exchanged a glance, and without needing to say a word, they understood each other perfectly.

Inside the tent, the atmosphere did not ease after the two left; on the contrary, it became even more tense.

"Lou Shi, you are now in charge of the military preparations. Make sure that every unit is in top condition and ready to fight at any time."

"Mobilize all of our Wanyan clan's cavalry, especially the 'Hooked Horses,' as they are the spearhead of this battle and must be kept in peak fighting condition."

Wanyan Aguda continued to direct the next operation. He looked at Wanyan Loushi, a burly general with a distinguished military record, who was now quietly awaiting orders.

"Rest assured, Great Khan, Lou Shi will live up to your mission and ensure that every warrior of the Wanyan clan becomes an insurmountable barrier for the enemy, ready to fight any enemy at any time."

Upon hearing this, a hint of fighting spirit flashed in Wanyan Loushi's eyes.

"Dorgon, the deployment of Manchu troops is now in your hands. The Eight Banners Army is the pride of our Jurchen Manchu people and our trump card."

"I want you to make sure that under every flag are the bravest warriors, and that every sword thirsts for the enemy's blood."

At the same time, Nurhaci also stood up. His slightly hunched body seemed to straighten up a lot at this moment, and his eyes flashed with angry flames.

"Father, rest assured, Dorgon will gather all the Manchu warriors and let them know that the strength of the Manchus is not something anyone can underestimate."

Upon hearing this, a fierce glint flashed in Dorgon's eyes.

With the orders issued by the two Khans, the entire Jurchen alliance began to move swiftly.

Warriors from various tribes responded to the call and gathered from all directions, some on horseback and some on foot.

Numerous cavalrymen clad in iron armor and wielding long spears surged across the grassland like a tidal wave.

The most eye-catching were the two most elite armies—the Wanyan clan's "Hard Army" cavalry and the Jurchen Manchu Eight Banners Army.

The swift horses were agile and their hooves thundered, seemingly capable of crushing any obstacle. The Eight Banners army, on the other hand, was disciplined and its formation was perfectly uniform, as if it could devour any enemy.

Driven by these two armies, the morale of the entire Jurchen alliance reached an unprecedented level.

Like a pack of hungry wolves, waiting for their prey to appear.

However, amidst this tense yet orderly atmosphere of preparation, there is also a subtle but perceptible sense of unease.

After all, they were about to face the Xianbei alliance, which was also beginning to coalesce.

That alliance consisted of multiple tribes, including the Murong Xianbei, the Yuwen Xianbei, the Jie, and the Di.

It has gathered many tribes, and now it has a strong military force, and it also has the foundation of Xianbei shamanism as its support.

The outcome is still uncertain...

...

Meanwhile, as the Jurchen alliance was making intensive preparations for war, outside Taiping Pass on the other side of the northern grasslands, inside a magnificent tent decorated with intricate totems, candlelight flickered, illuminating several figures.

Among them, Jia Xu, who was carrying the Six Sword Slaves of Luo Wang and the Celestial-level assassin Hei Bai Xuan Jian with him, ready to flee at any moment if things went wrong, was talking with the two leaders of the Xianbei alliance, Murong Jun of the Murong clan and Yuwen Yong of the Yuwen clan, with a furrowed brow and a solemn expression.

"Your Majesties, although the Jurchen alliance has suffered heavy losses, we must not let our guard down."

"Especially the Jurchen Shamanism behind them, those shamans and priests possess mysterious powers and mostly have considerable internal strength, including many high priests at the Celestial level, who are skilled at acting in secret and are difficult to guard against."

Jia Xu stroked his beard and reminded the two of them.

"Mr. Jia is absolutely right. The power of Jurchen shamanism should not be underestimated, but we are not unprepared. Xianbei shamanism is also a solid support for us."

Murong Jun nodded, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes, but not much more.

"Mr. Jia, you are overthinking it. Although I, Yuwen Yong, would not dare to say that I am an expert on Xianbei shamanism, I have indeed put in a lot of effort over the years."

"Openly and secretly, my Yuwen Xianbei clan has also established connections with many shamans and priests of the Xianbei shamanism."

Yuwen Yong smiled confidently, even with a hint of indifference.

As a powerful ruler, he naturally could not allow the Xianbei shamanism, a core element of the Xianbei people, to remain undeveloped.

They had long ago openly and secretly won over and controlled many shamans and priests in the Xianbei shamanism.

He even became involved with the Tantric Buddhism sect on the grasslands.

In terms of underlying strength and resources, he wasn't really afraid of the shamanism behind the Jurchens.

As he spoke, Yuwen Yong clapped his hands lightly, and the tent curtain was lifted, allowing several shamans dressed in strange attire with colorful stripes painted on their faces to slowly enter.

"These are only a portion of the power I possess."

"Furthermore, I have a good relationship with the Tantric Buddhism sect on the grasslands. The high-ranking monks of the Tantric sect also possess considerable strength. Their Buddhist teachings complement our Shamanism, making them capable of meeting any challenge."

Yuwen Yong's tone carried a hint of smugness.

Emperor Wu of Northern Zhou, who instigated a massive anti-Buddhist campaign in his previous life, now seeks to win over the Tantric sect, which is also a Buddhist sect. Truly, life is unpredictable.

"The Great Khan is wise and far-sighted; I admire him."

"Even so, we still need to be careful, after all, the Jurchen shamanism has a profound foundation and should not be underestimated."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Jia Xu's eyes. It seemed that he had underestimated the new Khan of the Yuwen clan.

Unexpectedly, Yuwen Yong, a member of the Yuwen clan who was initially unknown, was able to achieve such remarkable results in such a short period of time.

"Mr. Jia, rest assured, am I, Yuwen Yong, a man of such arrogance?"

"I am well aware of the power of the Jurchen shamanism, and naturally I have taken many countermeasures. This time, I want to see how many big fish the Jurchen shamanism can catch with these two baits, Wanyan Jindanzi and Wanyan Yindanzi!"

Yuwen Yong laughed heartily, his expression conveying a sense of cheerful boldness.