Liu Qiyue once fantasized about how he would die.

At the end of his life, he died in bed; If there is a wife, then die in the arms of the wife; Crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, smiling proudly and hatefully, dying in the rivers and lakes, or galloping on the battlefield, in order to protect the family and defend the country.

But Liu Qiyue never thought that he would one day die in the hands of his own people.

Or rather, once their own people.

The 300,000 army of the HRE Kingdom has long since fallen apart now, and in the end, only the three hundred people of the White Tiger Sect and the 10,000 people of the Royal Praetorian Guard led by Mu Shaobai can still be called human. Everyone else has become monsters.

Yes, Liu Qiyue didn't know how to describe those former comrades-in-arms other than monsters.

The speed of the army is not as fast as a single person, after all, an army of 300,000 can be piled up into the mountain just with heavy supplies, and this time the HRE Kingdom suspects that there is something wrong with the attack of the Tianwu Kingdom, so the more important task of the 300,000 army is not to attack, but to defend, so it brings more defensive equipment. This makes the speed of the army even faster than it wants.

On the eighth day, they could only see Niuqi Mountain in the distance, and after the last communication between the forward finger and the royal family in the rear, it took the army another two days to come to Niuqi Mountain. The next thing they had to do was to follow the outer area of Mt. Niu, through the part of Mt. Niuda located in the kingdom of Shinra, and finally come to the Niutou Fort on the border line, where it would meet with the former finger.

However, the nightmare began when the army entered Niuqi Mountain.

Liu Qiyue still didn't understand, whether it was an evil art, or poison, or other more incomprehensible existence, when the army entered the first night of Niuqi Mountain, the terrifying tune spread throughout the camp, followed by most of the soldiers went crazy. They attacked everything around them in a frenzy, and many of the warriors died under the swords of their former robes before they could even react.

The 1,000 elites sent by the White Tiger Sect were strong, and the weakest were all silver-level, and they didn't seem to be affected by that terrifying tune, but they were besieged by a mad army in the center of the entire camp, and when the three princes of Yanjing took all the senior brothers and brothers to converge with the 20,000 Praetorian Guards led by Mu Shaobai, and finally counted them when they came out of the siege, they found that nearly half of the 20,000 Praetorian Guards army were killed and wounded, and there were less than 15,000 people, while the disciples of the White Tiger Sect died more than 300, and only about 600 people remained.

The rest of the army has turned into non-human and non-beast monsters, and they ...... They are like a herd of beasts in a caracal hunt, chasing frantically, they don't need to rest, they don't need to stop, they chase all the way.

However, after a night of fighting, the Praetorian Guards and the disciples of the White Tiger Sect were already exhausted, and they fought and retreated, suffering heavy casualties. In the end, it was the commander of the Praetorian Guard who led 2,000 men to the death, which gave the others a way to live, and finally found a place to breathe.

It was a cliff in the middle of a mountain, and I don't know who had built the city here, twenty meters above the ground, there was a half-dug gate, and there were countless shooting holes on the left and right, maybe a large army once came here to garrison, but finally abandoned it. However, this was a respite for Liu Qiyue and them, and they entered the cliff to arm their defenses.

At this point, count the people again. And all the hearts were filled with sorrow.

There were less than 10,000 Praetorian Guards, and there were only more than 300 disciples of the White Tiger Sect.

An army of 300,000 and a thousand elite disciples of the White Tiger Sect, in the end, only this was left.

To make matters worse, the cliff is a respite for everyone, but it also seems to have become a place of eternal rest, there is no way to retreat, and the entire cliff is surrounded by an army of monsters that seem to need no rest and supplies at all, and they are constantly attacking.

But Liu Qiyue and the others need to rest and need supplies. But the monsters didn't give them that chance at all.

Now that the Praetorian Guard's bows and arrows are about to run out, the soul power of the elite disciples of the White Tiger Sect has no chance to be replenished. What's more, everyone was sleepy and hungry, and there were countless wounded, and some fell asleep and never woke up. No one knows who will sleep forever in the next moment.

The third prince of Yanjing and Mu Shaobai became the supreme commanders, but they would rather that such a thing had never happened, and the lives of thousands of people fell on their shoulders, making them feel that their breathing had become extremely heavy.

Looking at the faces that were disillusioned because of despair, Liu Qiyue hated for the first time that his strength was only platinum level.

In front of hundreds of thousands of troops, not to mention the platinum level, even the crystal level has to be beaten down. Without the strength of the jade level, no one dares to ignore the threat of hundreds of thousands of troops, and the matter of defeating hundreds of thousands of troops with one person can only be imagined if it is not at the diamond level.

"Another person has fallen ill, and now there are more than 2,000 wounded and sick people, and the most serious ones may not even survive tomorrow, even if the remaining ones are lighter, it is a question of whether they can survive two days!" Yi Youlian had a sad face.

"Don't talk about them, even we may not be able to survive two days, there is no supply, no food, no water, those monsters below are still attacking all the time, if we can't think of a way, we have only a dead end!" Liu Qiyue sighed and said.

Soul cultivators don't get sick, that's just the normal way to say it. As long as it is a human being, without eating, without drinking, without resting, and fighting non-stop, it will all have to fall. Now all the people who are not strong enough for the silver level are lying down, and even if they are silver level, they only have the strength to breathe. If it weren't for the fact that the monsters below seem to be more afraid of the sun, the attack intensity will be greatly reduced during the day, and this place would have been undefended for a long time.

"What the hell is going on? Why do people turn into monsters and we don't? Liu Qiyue held his head in pain, this was the second time in his life that he was so desperate, the first time was when his parents and sister were killed.

"I've heard a legend before!" Mu Shaobai lost his former demeanor, his eyes were blood-red, his lips were chapped, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Legend has it that the elven clan created an extremely evil war spirit thousands of years ago, which is a war spirit that is completely artificially created, this kind of war spirit will make the living go crazy and resurrect the dead. Extreme evil, even the elves can't control it, and eventually destroy it completely, but as long as it is created, it is impossible to leave no trace at all. Later, someone stole a piece of the record about this artificial war spirit from the elves, and through further research, finally created a war spirit with limited power, but even more evil! ”

He paused, "I've seen it in that ancient text, this kind of war spirit is called 'Sigh of the Dead' and is a more evil existence than a curse!" ”

"You mean, those warriors were influenced by the Sigh of the Dead, which is why they became what they are now?" Liu Qiyue said.

"I'm not sure, but I really can't think of anything else to explain. As you can see, Afort is down there now! He is the hero who has allowed us to live until now, but now he is our enemy, is he still alive like that? Mu Shaobai sighed.

Afuku is the commander of the Praetorian Guards, and he is also Mu Shaobai's own uncle, he took two thousand Praetorian Guards to break off, and won the opportunity for everyone to retreat to the cliff, but he died in a glorious battle, but to everyone's grief and indignation, he has now become a monster and stood on the side of the enemy.

Afort had a large hole in his chest, through which the heart could not be seen at all. But it's still moving, directing the battle.

This is definitely not human, it is something more vicious than poison, more evil than a curse.

"Why are we okay?" Liu Qiyue asked.

"I don't know, it's just an ancient document after all, and all the descriptions add up to only a few hundred words, and I can't analyze anything from it!" Mu Shaobai sighed, and then said resentfully: "No matter what, I will fight until the last moment." It's a pity that there's not even a fire here, otherwise I wouldn't have left even the corpses for these monsters! ”

"If there is a fire, we may be able to burn all these monsters to death, but unfortunately, we can't get out at all. The four of us couldn't even rush out! Liu Qiyue said helplessly.

They had tried it before, but even if the four platinum-level powerhouses joined forces, they would not be able to break through in front of an army of nearly 300,000, not to mention that these were monster troops, and the only way to kill them was to cut off their heads, otherwise any injuries would have no effect on them.

"The horn is sounding again, and they're attacking again!" Diego pursed his thin lips and whispered.

Every time, when that terrifying tune sounds, the monsters will once again launch a powerful attack.

"Call all those who can still move, archers ready, give me a hard blow!" Mu Shaobai said loudly.

The soldiers of the Praetorian Guard are the most elite troops in the HRE Kingdom, which not only refers to their strength, but also their willpower, even at such a desperate moment, when they heard Mu Shaobai's order, most of them still gritted their teeth and stood up, ready to fight.

The disciples of the White Tiger Sect also propped themselves up with their weapons and came to their own combat positions - the arrows were getting fewer and fewer, and the warriors of the Praetorian Guard were getting smaller and smaller, and the bows and arrows had long been unable to completely stop the enemy.

Once again, the monster army attacked, and in the darkness of the night, the monsters shouted like a cry from hell.

"Attack!" Mu Shaobai tried hard to keep himself straight, he knew that he was the last spiritual pillar of the Praetorian Guards, and once he fell, there would be no need to fight again.

The third prince of Yanjing stood beside Mu Shaobai, his eyes piercing through the darkness, hoping to see even the smallest glimmer.

"Strange, why do I think these monsters are a little chaotic this time? Hey? Didn't see Afort, where did you go? Liu Qiyue looked at the situation below and asked with some puzzlement.

"What kind of conspiracy are you going to play?" Yi Youlian worried.

"In this situation, is there still a need to play conspiracy?" Mu Shaobai smiled bitterly: "Or something has changed?" The monsters have found another route to attack us? ”

Although everyone has searched before, there is no other route to this cliff, but who knows if there will be something missing?

"No, this ......" Liu Qiyue was just about to say something, when suddenly the entire monster army was in chaos.

Thundered! Thundered!

The sudden explosion disrupted the entire battlefield. (To be continued.) )