New White Snake Asking Immortals

Temperatures plummeted at night.

The iron brazier crackled and burned, and the flames radiated heat to dispel the chill.

The flame only illuminates a corner of the lobby. The distance is still dim, and the shadows on the wall sway with the flames. The gloomy Zheshangshu tightens his thick coat, as if it would be warmer. The light shines on the old face hidden in the shadow from the side. Unclear expression.

Staring at Chunyang Yu Zhenren and an old Western monk, he felt a bad feeling in his heart.

Yu Rong explained the details, including the fact that more than 10,000 people were being sacrificed in blood, and clarified the benefits and disadvantages.

Zheshangshu understands the overall situation and the crisis at the moment. After listening to the description, he immediately understands what to do at this moment and also knows what the two masters want to say.

The skin on the old face is loose, the bags under the eyes are stretched out, and the cheeks are trembling and dull for a long time...

After a while, he opened his mouth trembling with lips.

"My lords, the 200,000 troops reinforced by the imperial court arrived in the afternoon. Tomorrow... my Yan Kingdom sent 400,000 troops, and the little old man followed. .”

"..."

He was silent, not to mention ordinary soldiers, even Yu Rong and the old monk didn't know if they could come back.

"Shangshu, please rest assured, the Snake Demon Army sent 60,000 troops and the rest stayed behind, as did Jiuli. The three-party alliance will definitely defeat the demons and protect the world." Yu Rong said lightly.

"It's good, it's reasonable for a real person to say that if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell will go to hell. The evil will prevail."

The old monk's eyes are firm, his eyes are clear and his heart is determined to die...

Zheshangshu is very rational, he didn't complain that the practitioners are so powerful but they can't protect the common people, complaining and evading are meaningless, many ministers in the imperial court say nonsense and do things procrastinatingly, and nothing can be achieved, they complain in the court every day, shirking all kinds of responsibilities is just He doesn't like taking credit for it, it's meaningless.

"Hey, the little old man has lived for decades and is already enough, but there are 400,000 people, 400,000 families, and more than a million relatives waiting for them..."

The old man trembled all over his mouth.

"Back then, the tribes in the wilderness rioted in the frontiers, and Zhemou led his troops to pacify the chaos and fought several battles, killing more than ten thousand people..."

"It's worth showing off? Nonsense! It's all nonsense!"

"I will never forget the moment when I went back to my hometown. Tens of thousands of people, elders and elders in plain clothes waved the soul-calling banners at me on both sides of the road, crying and calling out names..."

"Zhang Daniu, Wu Youcai, Li Tie, Ma Shitou, Zhang Lao Er, Dong Fugui, Liu Jiawa..."

"Come back, come back! The soul is back!"

"I can't forget it, every night when I fall asleep, I always dream of someone calling my name, over and over again, I can't forget it!"

"They said that I brought those soldiers out to fight with my own hands, and they would follow me back to their hometown after death..."

The elder Zheshangshu was emotional.

"Do you know? I am followed by tens of thousands of lonely souls and wild ghosts! If I had known this, I would rather retire and return home to spread the boat. Hundreds of thousands of lives, too heavy, too heavy..."

Yu Rong and the old monk were silent, they didn't know what to say, they sighed helplessly, got up and left without saying a word, leaving only the old figure in the empty and dark hall, and the flames swaying lightly without bringing any warmth.

After a moment of silence, Zheshangshu gritted his teeth and picked up a brush to issue the military order.

In the middle of the night, the exhausted soldiers and civilians in the barracks had already fallen asleep. The general and the lieutenant and centurion held a meeting to confirm that they would leave the customs tomorrow. There was no accident. After hearing the news, many generals turned pale, but the military order must not be violated. They are still very willing to believe in Zheshangshu , after all, the old head portrait is a dazzling star under the situation of full court fat pigs.

In the early hours of the night, the Snake Demon Army received supplies from the mercenary caravan and brought a large amount of gunpowder and arrows.

Jiuli camp is very quiet, Mu Duo sits in front of the window looking at the cold night sky in a daze, she misses Xiaobai after not seeing him for several days, she doesn't think Baijiao is a deserter, there must be something to do.

At the campsite of the Snake Demon Army, Qiao Jin and several demon commanders arranged the details of the exit, and also disposed of the remains of the fallen demon soldiers.

After being cremated according to the rules, it was ready to be taken back to Nanhuang and sprinkled in the mountains and forests.

The busy night soon ushered in the dawn.

The sunrise and the stars are hidden.

no wind in the morning,

After washing their faces with cold water and eating broth, the generals and officers yelled at the soldiers to organize their equipment. The sun had just risen in the sky and the fortress was already in operation.

The heavy and thick city gate was pushed open with harsh and violent friction sounds.

The cavalry ran out of the city rumbling in groups, acting as scouts to inquire about the military situation in advance.

The army ran out of the city quickly and regrouped. Qiao Jin felt that the speed was too slow, so she let the luggage go through the city gate, and directly lowered hundreds of ropes from the city wall to slide out of the city to assemble. Jiuli followed suit, and the efficiency was greatly increased.

Banners of various colors are blowing in the wind.

Under Zhezi Shuai's banner, the old Shangshu on the carriage looked back at the fortress that was gradually going away, with a bleak expression on his face.

Lishi carried the coffin ahead, and there was no turning back...

Either leave the coffin for the enemy or keep it for yourself, there is always a need.

They marched out of the city towards the basin surrounded by mountains in the wilderness. Unlike the usual large army that required more civilians to do labor, they only carried seven days of rations. They had to fight hard and win with enough food due to heavy casualties, or they failed. , all dead and don't care about going back.

The wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone.

city ​​wall.

Yuan Xiu, who was wearing a T-shirt, watched the army go away. The corpses of the demons killed yesterday were still burning, and the billowing smoke seemed to see off nearly half a million troops. He tried to calculate the secrets of the sky and saw only a piece of sinister death. Vitality emerges...

"Strange, I can't understand more and more."

Xiao Ye Zi ignored the mentally ill scholar and watched a familiar sword light go away in the sky.

"Sister, you must come back."

The wasteland is dry and dusty.

...

On the second day, we arrived at the mouth of the basin and camped.

Rest for one night and stay until the third day. Hundreds of thousands of troops lined up to attack. The army of the Yan Kingdom is in the middle, the Snake Demon Army is on the right wing, and the Jiuli Black and White Division is on the left. It looks good so far, at least black and white The two parts did not draw their knives face to face and fought.

Qiao Jin rode Bai Yu's black horse to patrol and command.

The snake demon soldiers are straight and straight no matter if you look at them horizontally, vertically or obliquely. There are spearmen, sword and shield soldiers, crossbow soldiers, and the last is the firearms battalion. The armor is bright and the weapons are cold. The soldiers stood at the front with their shields as tall as men, and the archers stood straight and motionless.

Suddenly, the gray and dead air drifted away, and the ground in the basin trembled and rumbled.

Pieces of dark phalanxes slowly approached, and the army of sharp-mouthed and fang-toothed demon monsters appeared with various rough weapons.

The soldiers of the Terran army had shortness of breath and dry mouth, much stronger than before, at least they could stand up straight and hold their weapons. They were afraid, which was normal, any human would have to be afraid.

About 600 steps away, the army of demons stood still and faced each other.

Zheshangshu waved his hand.

Ten huge copper horns were carried out near the handsome flag, two feet long, and the opening was as big as an iron pot in a military camp. They were found by Zheshang Shu's personal soldiers in the dusty old warehouse of the Great Wall Fortress. They were engraved with inscriptions. .

Ten shirtless strong men supported Howling, took a deep breath, and blew hard...

Woo~!

The dull horn sounded far, far away, as if awakening the fighting spirit in the desperate soldiers.

A young soldier who had experienced yesterday's battle suddenly yelled, and then more and more people yelled in unison. The shouts were neither killing nor thunder or fighting. Dirty and dead!

The demon army zombies and monsters unknowingly take a step back and are shocked!

Qiao Jin looked at Zhongjun and smiled.

"Someone in the human race has finally awakened..."