Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks

Chapter 1025: Demon Dragon Appears (Continued)

Chapter 1025 -247: Demon Dragon Appears (Continued)

“Fulk, retreat quickly!”

Fulk, at the front, continued his headlong charge, this Frankish Baron from the distant Pyrenees Mountains was fully clad in armor, his senses dulled to the battlefield’s unpredictable changes.

“It’s over!”

Ivan felt a bit hopeless; they hadn’t encountered any issues when assaulting the grand city of Isfahan, but could they really falter here at the unremarkable town of Hawizan?

Observing the battle from below, Subutai frowned and said, “Jochi Khan! Ivan Thousand Households’ First Army is in trouble.”

Jochi responded without hesitation, “Summon the Kwaku Shaman.”

Others might think Ivan’s death would provide a chance to absorb his followers, but not Jochi. He highly valued this brave barbarian warrior, and his origin was of little concern.

Among Father Khan’s nineteen trusted allies sworn at Ban Jun River, there were even Qidan and Hui people, and now, in the Western Lands, he was establishing his own Wulus, inevitably absorbing many barbarians into his ranks.

As Jochi’s command was passed down, beneath a giant white tent, the “Kwaku” Shaman, clad in a wolf-skin cloak and wearing a bronze mask, slowly emerged from his tent.

Kwaku Shaman was once the most trusted mage of the Tartar Great Khan, the most powerful clergy in the Longevity Heaven sect throughout the Tartar Grassland, able to command subjects speaking nine languages.

He had traversed various Tartar tents in winter, bare-chested, and subdued a sea monster that caused a white disaster alone at the North Sea. People said he could channel the will of Longevity Heaven, thus calling him the “Sky Witch.”

At that time, the Sky Witch supported the Tartar Great Khan, bestowing upon him the divine halo of “divinely bestowed khan’s authority,” and was thus unbelievably powerful, making Buddhist monks and Nestorian priests step aside before him.

But later, this Sky Witch, swollen with private desires, attempted to lord over the Great Khan using the so-called Longevity Heaven’s will, engaging in open and covert struggles with the Tartar Great Khan, ultimately being expelled from the power center.

Though he lost favor in the political arena, Kwaku’s foundation remained unscathed. His strength ranked among the top in the entire Eastern Extraordinary World, along with more than a dozen capable disciples, making even the Tartar Great Khan wary of him.

Kwaku Shaman ordered the bringing of a tanned beast’s head, its skin shriveled, with empty eye sockets vaguely burning two blue flames.

Kwaku raised the head, blowing gently towards the front, and from the beast’s mouth immediately shot two white streams flying towards the city wall.

The grease splattering from the fire pots on the walls instantly froze with a layer of frost, and the fire arrows falling onto it couldn’t kindle a spark.

The messenger Hundred Households, filled with reverence, asked, “Great Shaman, is this the head of the sea monster you once killed, which caused the white disaster?”

Kwaku nodded slightly, the voice beneath the bronze mask was a bit aging and emotional, “Yes, it has been so many years since I used it, the Great Khan’s army has become so formidable, he has long forgotten how he won the Battle of Wild Fox Ridge.”

The reverence on Hundred Households’ face deepened, recalling the Battle of Wild Fox Ridge, where, overnight, the entire mountain was covered with snow, countless Jin Kingdom soldiers were frozen to death.

The Tatars, who had prepared ample clothing beforehand, took advantage of the situation to slaughter, swallowing twenty-thousand elite of Jin Kingdom and capturing Jin’s “armor like mountains, abundant equipment,” laying the foundation of the Great Tartar Country.

However, he dared not evaluate this, only saying, “Great Shaman, since you’ve acted, why not simply break through the Sassanid’s city walls?”

Kwaku sneered, “Didn’t the Great Khan say, we should not overly use the power of Longevity Heaven to interfere with the mundane? The following battle should be fought by mundane men, of course, if Jochi Khan wishes, he could also summon Wusun.”

During his years away, he had realized that by falsely accusing the Great Khan’s second brother, Hasar, of treason and inciting the Golden family civil strife, there was no chance to return to the Eastern lands, the only place to rebuild his authority lay in the newly opened Western lands.

Yet, though Jochi showed respect, he remained wary, and specially petitioned the Great Khan to invite Wusun Shaman from Baradin Tribe, who held the “Beiqi” title, for competition. Why would Kwaku be willing?

The messenger Hundred Households, fearing Kwaku might say something blasphemous, hurriedly bid farewell and returned.

When the message reached Jochi, Subutai expected him to be angry, yet he merely smiled slightly and said, “Pass the message to Kwaku Shaman to rest well, the rest of the battle will be settled by my valiant soldiers.”

“Jochi Khan, aren’t you angry?”

“That old man barely listens to my father’s words, why should I be angry?”

Jochi chuckled, “With Wusun Shaman around, I do not necessarily need Kwaku, but without me, he has nowhere to go, sooner or later he’ll recognize this. “

Kwaku is undoubtedly an excellent talent, yet utilizing this Sky Witch well is not easy. Since entering Persia, he has engaged with Fire Worship, Nestorianism, and Buddhism clergy to restrain the other side.

Subutai worriedly said, “But Wusun Shaman will eventually return to the Royal Court.”

Jochi was silent for a moment, then whispered softly, “So will I.”

As the Commander-in-Chief of the Western campaign, he was about to establish his own “Wulus,” which was both an affirmation from his father and a disguised exile, but he had unwillingness in his heart! Didn’t his father know who spread the rumors of him being a “Mie Erqi mongrel?”

Subutai felt a shiver run down his spine, for the first time realizing Jochi harbored such alarming ambition, and did not know what to say.

“Ivan Thousand Households has secured a foothold on the wall.”

Jochi actively switched the subject, “Deploy the Qesem Army, Hawizan’s defense is weak, though the enemy general has the courage for a desperate fight, he cannot alter the bigger picture.”

Just then.

A black dot in the sky suddenly expanded.

Three soft dragon roars sounded from above.