Xunma had never eavesdropped on anyone else, he was on the battlefield most of the time, and he couldn't remember the days before he went to war. But he'd heard a lot of similar weird stories.

The Betelgeuse cavalry is the elite of the martial saint and the treasure of the emperor of Zhongzhou, this place in Zhongzhou, although it claims to be the center of the world, but there are many strange geographical phenomena, first of all, the prosperity of Zhongzhou seems to be unique.

Everyone once thought that in the far part of the world, there were many cities like Zhongzhou, because the distance passed through the desert, there would be many merchants coming to Zhongzhou, bringing a lot of stories, but there were no legends of any cities, it seemed that outside Zhongzhou, there were only scattered tribes. The farthest merchant said that it took him ten years to reach Zhongzhou, that is, within ten years, there was no city as big as Zhongzhou.

This is of course good news for the Emperor of Zhongzhou, there is no possibility of foreign invasion, of course it is better than being surrounded by tigers and wolves, but Zhongzhou City has huge city walls, these walls are too tall, so tall that people feel unnecessary.

Zhongzhou City was established a very long time ago, so far away that there is no history to check, but the city wall has been renovated and repaired by relying on the ancestral training of the royal family, so it is still very strong until now. It is neither a defense against men nor a defense against wild beasts, there must be some kind of enemy worthy of such walls. There is a legend among the people that these walls were built to defend against an extremely powerful monster.

And this kind of monster should live in the desert far away, and the city of Zhongzhou City was built to resist these monsters.

For Xunma, if this city wall was not built because of great joy, it would indeed be too weird, because he had experienced many inter-tribal wars, and the heavy armored cavalry of Betelgeuse was very cruel to the tribe's charge, and it was difficult for the tribe to directly confront Betelgeuse. He knew that it would be very expensive to build an effective wall. In an actual war, all the walls will only be built to the right height.

This legend of resisting monsters, of course, is not very comfortable. Later, Zhongzhou did not allow others to discuss these things, but in private, such legends were passed down from generation to generation. Now that he heard what Su Rong said, Xunma was actually interested.

But Su Rong didn't say anything new next, only that Shen Gongzi thought that if the origin of the walking corpse could be traced, maybe he could know what was going on in this world.

"Why would he say that?" asked Su Rong. He was touched, for he had indeed traced the origin of the walking corpse, just nine months ago.

He felt that because he had penetrated the mysteries, the walking corpse would appear, and if it was any force that wanted to get rid of him, then track down the origin of the walking corpse, and finally be able to know the mastermind behind the scenes. ”

Xun Ma sighed after hearing this, he knew that Shen Gongzi's statement was wrong, because he had personally investigated the origin of the walking corpse nine months ago, and there was a clear result. But he didn't refute Su Rong. He didn't want to say more.

That result doesn't let anyone know.

Su Rong's stomach screamed with hunger, and she looked at Xunma for help, and Xunma stipulated that she would only eat one meal a day, so she shook her head at Su Rong.

"I'm pregnant and I need nutrition. Su Rong said to Xunma.

Xunma shook his head: "After leaving the city, there are at least three days to go to the place of refuge, there will be no supplies on the road, my food is only enough for me to eat alone, you have to eat now, we can only eat grass roots for three days on the road." ”

Xunma stopped paying attention to her and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

He soon fell asleep, and in the dream, he began to travel back nine months ago to the night he found the walking dead.

Nine months ago.

The campfire was blazing, and Tirgan was lying on the ground, and a young man knelt beside him, and in front of them lay twelve heads.

Betelgeuse's commander cymbals, sitting by the campfire, his armor was the heaviest of Betelgeuse's cavalry, his whole body was blackened, and his horses were the largest in Betelgeuse. The cymbal is more than two meters tall, and no one has ever seen him take off his armor, so his nickname is the Great Black Armor.

Tirgan was not dead, but his body was covered in blood, and he was clearly badly wounded, and it seemed that a large piece of flesh was missing from his thigh, which had been burned and sprinkled with lime.

The young man's weapon had been collected, and he kept his head bowed, as if waiting for trial.

"Aside from the fact that you went into the cave without permission and looked for red poisonous weeds, these twelve human heads are all people of Zhongzhou, why did you cut off their heads, did they find out that you entered the cave without permission, and you want to kill them, or do they have poisonous weeds on their bodies, and you rob and kill people?" asked the young man with some tiredness.

"By the time they cut off their heads, they were already dead. The young man replied.

"So you cut off the head of a corpse. Cymbals whispered, his helmet covering most of his face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, and from his tone, it was clear that he wasn't interested in the slightest.

"Yes. ”

"Then why did your accomplice get hurt? This is obviously an attack wound, and a knife wound. Cymbals asked.

"Corpses, attack us. ”

Cymbals were silent for a long time, and then he asked, "You mean, the corpse, attacked you, so you cut off the corpse's head." ”

"At first, we thought that the villagers were disguised as corpses and ambushed us in the cave, as Betelgeuse, we had the ability to cut their knee joints or pierce them half an inch under the ribs, without killing them, so that they could lose their ability to attack, but we all tried, and they would not stop attacking us except cutting off their heads. The young man explained slowly, "You can ask the medical officer to examine these heads, the wound is freshly cut, but the flesh under the skin has been dead for a long time. ”

"I look at the blood—"

"These are not blood. "I don't know what they have in them, but it's not blood, the smell of blood is the result of the decay of blood in the original veins, and these red liquids, if you smell them carefully, they smell like dust." That's not the taste of blood. ”

The cymbals were silent for a long time: "The dead are raised and attack the living." ”

He looked at the young man, "Do you know what you said, it's hard to believe?

The young man looked at the cymbals: "There is nowhere to go." ”

"I see. Cymbals sighed, Betelgeuse cavalry has an iron law, which is the first prerequisite for becoming Betelgeuse, that is, in military affairs, Betelgeuse will never lie. Betelgeuse cavalry was not a noble knightly ranks, and all the human evils that all soldiers would commit, they had committed. Only when it comes to lying, Betelgeuse will not lie. This allows soldiers who speak the truth to be exempt from many crimes. Therefore, Betelgeuse's information has always been very accurate.

Over time, this became a kind of supreme spiritual code for Betelgeuse. But even so, the establishment in Zhongzhou City still does not believe counter-intuitive intelligence.

Therefore, when Betelgeuse thinks that it is necessary to veto the order of his superiors, Betelgeuse will have a ceremony, that is, the person who provides this information must submit his head to Zhongzhou together with the information to show the truth and urgency of the situation.

In this case, all of Betelgeuse's actions can be exempted.

"Do you know that this kind of thing has to be reported, and it is hard to believe, this matter has to be transmitted to Zhongzhou, so that the upper authorities pay attention to it, and you have to be prepared. ”

"Now that I'm back, I know. "Young people are not afraid.

Drawing his long knife, Cymbals came behind the young man and glanced at Tirgan, who groaned in pain and did not seem to hear their conversation.

"If you are willing to sacrifice your head to prove the truth of the information, then your companion will be exempted. ”

"It has nothing to do with me how he ends. ”

"Well, all the world will believe in you, because you are witnesses by your death, Betelgeuse. ”

"Never say anything. ”

The cymbal fell from the knife, and the young man closed his eyes, only to hear the sound of the knife cutting through the wind, and hot blood splattered on his face.

He didn't feel any headache in his neck, nor did he feel the dizziness of his skull rolling off his head that he had imagined before, and his heart said, "Is the cymbal knife so fast?"

After a moment, he opened his eyes to see what his head looked like, and he found that his vision had not changed.

His head was still there, and when he turned his head, he saw Cymbal Gold carrying Tirgan's head, placing it in a tray brought by the lieutenant next to him, and covering it with a cloth of gold thread. "Send the head letter, these heads, and the things just recorded into Zhongzhou City. ”

The young man looked at Tirgan's headless corpse and then at cymbals, his eyes full of doubt.

Cymbal Gold said, "What's your name?"

"I don't have a name, and when I entered Betelgeuse, the Braille Officer gave me a name, which was called Hunting Horse. ”

"Why is it called Horse Hunting?"

"I beg your pardon for not wanting to say. ”

The cymbal looked at the young man: "Looking for the horse, now forgive your crimes, lead the third rider of Betelgeuse, go to the cave, and investigate the affairs of the dead." After entering the cave, if you do not see the dead man again, the third rider will lead the command, and from the moment you see the dead man again, you will lead the third rider on your behalf, so that it is convenient to do things. ”

Xunma understood the purpose of the cymbal gold and nodded. Cymbals stood up wearily, watched the horses leave, and muttered to himself, "The dead are raised." Holes that appear out of thin air. What the hell is going on in the winter in these mountains?"

He didn't know what he would find, and if he had known, he would have hoped that he was the one who had been beheaded.

Most people will not know that the biggest mystery in the entire Zhongzhou Continent will begin to be gradually revealed because of this incident.