Before the dense fog of Changping, everyone's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

The unknown is the greatest fear.

What's inside?

Terrify these fierce prisoners?

"The soul of the Changping Zhao Army?"

The envoy of the State of Chu connected these words, and before that, there were rumors here that the soul of Changping was unsettled, was it really so?

The envoy of the State of Chu turned his head to look at Lian Po.

Not only him, but all the envoys of the countries looked at Lian Po.

In the past, Qin Wu'an Jun killed 400,000 Zhao troops in this pit, could it be said that all these troops who were killed by the pit became dead souls?

"This is a debt forged by the Qin State!"

Lian Po took a deep breath and sighed.

How many of the dead souls of the past were once his soldiers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the soldiers of the Zhao State do not want to disturb these souls of the former Zhao State, and I also hope that the countries will no longer disturb these souls. ”

"But the rumors of the underworld are not yet known. ”

Some people still don't give up.

"If there is a hell of hell, the day will come when the world will know, so why force it. ”

Lian Po shook his head, he didn't want to disturb these generals who followed him in the past to fight in the north and south, if he fell here in the past, he didn't want anyone to disturb him who was sleeping underground.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth changed suddenly, and a huge cloud and mist covered the scorching sun in the sky, and the whole heaven and earth were darkened for a while.

It was muddy, and it was dark for a while.

"What is this?"

Lian Po raised his head and looked at the vision.

The next moment, a gust of wind rose, arrogant and unrestrained, and the endless coldness swept in.

The thick fog, which seemed to never tremble, was blown under this gloomy wind, and the thick fog spread, and there was a faint posture of being blown away.

In the blowing mist, the vision gradually became clearer, and everyone in the Zhao army camp seemed to faintly see the Zhao soldiers in tattered clothes.

They were festering all over, as if they were rotten, and some of them already looked like skeletons, only the tattered Zhao Jun's military uniform hung on the stiff body.

At this moment, everyone finally knew what the prisoner had seen in the thick fog.

It was the undead of Zhao who died tragically in Changping.

The confused undead Zhao army lined up in an inexplicable formation, if there were people from the Zhao Kingdom who survived in the past, they might be able to recognize this as the formation used by Zhao Kuo when he broke through in the past.

"The story of the dead soul is really true. ”

The hands of the envoys of the State of Chu were trembling, as if they were constantly calling.

The cold that escaped from the thick fog was bone-chilling, and it seemed to make people's souls tremble.

A look of surprise flashed in Lian Po's eyes, and he seemed to see a person wearing the armor of the commander of the Zhao army, covered in blood, with clusters of arrows stuck in his body, and holding a long sword high.

"Is it Zhao Kuo?"

Lian Po still clearly remembers this posterity, and he has too many complicated emotions for Zhao Kuo.

At this time, looking at Zhao Kuo in front of him, Lian Po lost his mind for a while.

The white horse and silver saddle, the high-spirited Zhao Kuo appeared in Lian Po's mind again.

Before Lian Po came back to his senses, there was another shocking change in the mist, and on the periphery of the mist, one by one the heavily armored soldiers slowly revealed their figures, and endless coldness came to his face.

It's as if they carry an endless chill with them.

"Is this the army of Hades?"

The envoy of Qi was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

Is the news that came out of Xianrenzhai in the past true?

As the revealed soldier slowly stepped into the mist, a cold and merciless voice rang out.

"The Yin soldiers borrowed the way, and the living avoided it. ”

The sound that rose out of thin air, the cold showed the endless majesty.

It seemed to sound in everyone's hearts, and an inexplicable panic appeared in everyone's hearts, as if everyone had seen something that they shouldn't see.

As the array's Yin soldiers marched into the mist, there seemed to be the sound of a golden iron horse.

It's like there's a roar of thousands of soldiers.

The soldiers intersected, and the fighting was the same as before.

The wind roared, and the grass and trees fell.

For a moment, everyone lost their words.

They all realized that it seemed as if they had really met the legendary enforcer of the underworld.

Since there is a netherworld, it means that the news from the immortal mercy is likely to be true.

There are really people in this world who supervise the life and death of all things, and hook the soul.

"Retreat!"

Lian Po immediately ordered without the slightest hesitation.

All the Zhao troops immediately retreated without a trace of hesitation, and even if Lian Po did not give the order, then they themselves would have to run.

No one can keep their composure in front of this strange scene.

The cold seemed to burst out from the deepest part of everyone's hearts, and endless fear coiled over everything.

Maybe there are people in the Taiyin School Palace who can, but none of the people in front of him can.

After the Zhao army retreated five miles, a roar of exhaustion resounded over the ground in Changping.

"Bai Qi, I, Zhao Kuo is not convinced, how dare you kill the 400,000 men of Zhao Kingdom?"

"I'm not convinced!"

Every word in the words seemed to carry all the spirit of the roaring man, which was a deep unwillingness and hatred.

The roaring hatred seemed to pierce the sky.

For a long time, he refused to disperse.

For a while, the sky was silent, only the yin wind remained.

As the sound dissipated over the earth, the fog slowly faded as if it had never appeared.

And the terrifying yin wind was even more ferocious.

The icy wind seemed to freeze everyone's minds, and the cold from the soul made people shiver.

For a full quarter of an hour, the howling wind seemed to carry the whispers of the soldiers of the underworld, and all ears were heard.

After a quarter of an hour, the wind slowly dissipated.

Then the scorching sun slowly revealed the warm sunlight, and the dark clouds that covered the sun had already crossed the sky.

Everything seems to have been calculated.

Patches of sunlight fall on the earth.

At this time, the scorching sun shone on their bodies, and everyone didn't feel the slightest warmth, some were just cold.

Lian Po looked at Changping in the distance, where there was any fog.

Only under this fragrant grass, I don't know how many bones of the former Changping are buried.

Everything seemed to be an illusion, but Lian Po knew it was all true.

The prisoner's blood was still on the ground, and the corpse was not yet cold.

"It's all true. ”

"Zhao Kuo, have you been arrested?"

Lian Po muttered to himself.

"Are you in charge of the Emperor Xudu and King Qin Guang in the underworld?"

When Lian Po lowered his head, he found that there were already a few people standing on the entire earth.

Most of the soldiers wrapped their clothes tightly and snuggled up to each other, and the whole body trembled.

Obviously, the sun was scorching, and sweat was already flowing on everyone's foreheads, but the soldiers seemed to be frozen and couldn't help themselves, and only by snuggling together could they feel a trace of warmth.

Lian Po looked at everyone, recalling in his mind the majestic voice that sounded just now.

"The Yin soldiers borrowed the way, and the living avoided it. ”