Chapter 370: The drums of war are gone
"Didn't the thunder fire stop him?"
Covered with water, jumped directly onto the wall from the bottom, and asked Granny Jane, who was writing.
"What to stop, our demon clan is like this. ”
As he spoke, he revealed a sense of tiredness.
Although Shu Jian is a Demon Venerable, she is the latest to appear, dating back to the appearance of the first book.
Therefore, the age and status of the water cover are also a little more than her, although on the surface they are on an equal footing.
"Yes, it's only been two hundred years, and I'm about to forget how the demon clan used to survive. ”
Covered with water always speaks with a flattering air.
But it also reveals a kind of emotion.
It only took two hundred years for human beings to almost change the wildness of the demon race for more than 100,000 years.
"Xiao Jiu is imprisoned underground, have you gone to see it?"
Shujian asked.
In fact, in the Northern Demon Forest, among the demon clan venerables who raised the Nine Fu Swords, Shui Shui is an aunt who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
is also because she was once pregnant with the child of His Majesty the Demon Saint, but because of the intercourse between the demon clans, production became difficult, and the child died after all.
Therefore, when she used the water of life to forge a body for the Jiufu Sword, she also had a sense of being a mother.
As a woman, Shujian can also feel the cold and hot feelings of the water, and the water is to treat the Jiufu Sword as his own child.
Shui Shui also smiled helplessly, shook his head and said: "Let the dark steam send him away, this place is no longer suitable to stay, he turns into a human, he will not be able to return to the current demon clan, the dragon demon will not allow a human to stay in his demon court." ”
Shujian nodded.
She was just as worried about the little cripple.
In the more than ten hours that the dragon demon has mastered Wuding City, every stroke of her is embellishment for the whereabouts of the little cripple.
The dragon demon was able to perceive all the information about the city, all the floor tiles, wooden planks, houses, and even the air were giving him feedback on the spot.
Therefore, the Nine Fu Sword is underground, staying with the dark steam, and as long as the dragon demon wants to, he can get information.
Gloomy words.
Gloomy Steam's movements.
"Actually, you also know that the dragon demon's attention is always on us, and it's not a good idea for the dragon demon to stay with him, and the dragon demon will pay attention to the dark steam. ”
The book explains his concerns.
Below, hundreds of thousands of residents of Wuding City were slaughtered, and the monsters were chasing them like crazy.
Wuding City has become a hell conducive to the slaughter of youkai, there is no place to hide at all, those humans can only run innocently, trample on the bodies of their companions, keep advancing, and then, constantly being caught up, living and dying at the mouth of the monsters.
The flesh is already so strong.
The troops around Wuding City were also ready and began to encircle and suppress Wuding City.
But in the face of the demon clan, if the army was useful, there would be no Ke Hua Jingwu back then.
The ten demon venerables, led by Lei Huo, stood in their respective stations around Wuding City.
This is destined to be a futile war.
The army is far inferior to the Demon Venerable who has cultivated for more than 100,000 years, and even if there are already immortals who have been urgently transferred among them, it will not help.
Moreover, they are not only facing the Demon Venerable, but also the huge and still operating Wuding City behind them, which has become a powerful killing weapon against humans that the Martial Emperor hoped to suppress the demon clan in the past.
Slaughtering.
All the troops in the north are hoarded here, and there is no way, and all the methods in the war book do not work.
Even the most proficient general of Yanfeng Kingdom came and used all the means, even Professor Zhuhe's various imperial methods, but they had no effect.
The other party sent out only ten youkai.
But the suppression of thousands of troops.
Kill one by one, just standing there, that height of thousands of meters, makes people feel a sense of fear from the inside out, they are powerful, they can't be resisted, and it's useless to come.
A full ten immortals were drawn out, attacked one by one, and they were all defeated, ten immortals, this is the foundation of Yanfeng, but they were all lost.
Back then, only His Majesty Emperor Ke Huawu could personally recruit them.
Now, thirty-eight messages from the north asking for help have been sent to the Eastern Capital, but what response has the Eastern Capital done!
The eastern capital let them be drawn in the north!
And now the eastern capital Wusheng, the soldiers and horses of the eldest prince, and the accumulation of the second prince, are all there, as well as the Zhuhe Heavenly General and the Divine Axe Bureau, the most powerful lineup in the entire Yanfeng Kingdom is there, but no powerful combat force can be drawn to come to Wuding City!
It is clear that the most serious massacre since the Yanfeng Kingdom has begun to happen, but the court in the eastern capital is indifferent.
The soldiers of the north were chilled.
The generals fought to the end, they all had relatives in Wuding City, and the soldiers were even more so, Wuding City has almost been the habitat of their families for the past two hundred years, even if it has fallen to the current point, they have not wanted to give up, even if they have thought about giving up, they still stand here.
Fight this battle of life and death!
The general got on his horse, waved his halberd, and hunted the flag, and the smell of blood was blown into the army by the wind, and everyone's eyes were red.
They were desperate, they were angry, they followed the back of the general, surging, rushing up.
In the past two hundred years, Yanfeng Kingdom has finally become the head of the four great powers, and Yanfeng's soldiers have also become the strongest soldiers because of His Majesty the Martial Emperor's style, they are proud of this identity and proud, but now, the most courageous soldiers of Yanfeng Kingdom are useless at all, watching their companions fall one by one, die, and become one cold corpse after another.
Hate!
The war drums beat, despair did not give the soldiers the motivation to stop, but gave them the courage to die and not break, like moths to a fire, they threw themselves into the overwhelming supernatural powers arranged by the ten demon venerables, and disappeared.
Bloody pestle!
All the generals and soldiers in the army are all good men of Yanfeng Country, how can they be greedy for life and afraid of death, they rushed in one after another, the drums of war were stained with blood, the hands of the drummers were cracked, and his mouth was full of blood spilled because of the shock of the war drums, but he was still angry, beating!
His wrath penetrated through the sound of the drum, shaking their blood and driving them to attack one after another.
Tiny human beings, even in despair to the point of no hope, are desperate to move forward.
The drummer eventually died of his internal organs shattered, and the war drum was already covered with his blood, and there was no soldier around him.