Chapter 87: Hard Times

Zhang Tong returned to the valley where Meng Xue was stationed, away from several mountains. He saw a tall building about 10 feet tall in the valley, made entirely of ice and stone, on which about a few hundred people carved runes.

It is an altar that is nearing completion.

Snow League is really efficient.

Seeing Zhang Tong return safely, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Xue personally came out to greet him, stared at the coffin for a few seconds, and then asked, "How are you doing?"

"Although there was a little trouble on the road, it didn't work. Zhang Tong kissed Pluto's coffin behind him and said, "The Snow King brought it back." ”

Xue Ling seemed to be relieved when she heard this, but no matter how happy she was. She looked up, her face full of anxiety, looking into the distance, the fields covered with snow, ice, and rocks, and the whole world was a weak white, lifeless, lifeless.

"I hope it all ends as soon as possible. “

Xue Ling was very worried.

This month is probably the most brutal and painful period in the history of the Snow League.

Zhang Tong looked at Ling Xue, a young snow-capped mountain elf who had carried too many things too soon. He said nothing but symbolic comfort: "All will end!"

Ling Xue looked back at Zhang Tong and said, "If you win, human, what are your plans?"

Zhang Tong was silent for a few seconds. He shook his head helplessly and sighed, "How do I know, maybe I'll stay for a while, maybe I'll go farther away, or maybe I'll have a more serious mission... Humans will do everything in their power to rule the world, all for survival. ”

Xue Ling lowered her eyes and stared at Zhang Tong's side face, and suddenly felt that the human race was also pitiful.

Although he has a gift that is the envy of all peoples, he also has an innate mission.

What does the future hold for this game?

Zhang Tong touched Ling Xue's eyes and said with a smile, "Are the students as sentimental as you?"

Xue Ling snorted and turned to leave.

Zhang Tong continued: "It is still unknown whether Meng Xue will be able to survive the difficulties. ”

Xue Ling smiled and didn't say anything, this war had hurt the Snow Alliance too much. Whether it's population, resources, or dignity. Only when the Ice Trolls were definitively defeated in the last war can all that they have lost be recovered.

Zhang Tong returns to Dawn to protect Pluto's coffin.

When I first learned about the situation of the shrine, there were a large number of people in the Snow League, and the construction speed was very fast, and in less than two days, more than half of the shrine was built. Zhang Tong also found that the nearly 200,000 people who were originally stationed here have now been reduced by half. Those who left were just looking for food or corpses.

Lei Ming looked at the altar that was gradually built, and his heart couldn't help but settle down a lot. "With the Snow King and the Three Seasons, plus the huge undead legion, we have enough confidence to fight Glacier City!"

Zhang Tong is not easy, "The body is not difficult to find, Xue Meng is stronger than the Ice King." The Ice King is a figure from four hundred years ago. What has happened in the last four hundred years is completely unknown. Snow League can clearly remember where wars have broken out and where wars have been fought over the past 400 years. There were enough corpses buried on the ground. ”

"Yes, that's our strength, but it also causes some trouble." Lei Ming was a little worried and said, "Bingcheng will definitely know what the Snow Alliance knows. If Ice City found out that the Immortal King was dead, it would definitely be linked to Meng Xue's plan. In order to find us, the frost trolls will surely crouch, and if they are discovered, we will be in trouble. ”

Zhang Tong certainly thought of this question, "It's time to add some precautions. We have scattered a large number of Scout Insects around, and there are teams searching for corpses to ensure timely detection and preparation. ”

Scout bugs can spot potential enemies and have a large reconnaissance radius.

Zhang Tong continued: "In addition to eyeing Glacier City, our biggest problem is the lack of food. More than 200,000 people could not survive without food for nearly a month. ”

"In order to solve the food problem, the Snow Alliance has dispersed most of the population, and they are all sent to hunt in different places, hoping to alleviate the problem. ”

What prey can a desperate ice field hit? Everyone knows that it is an immutable fact that some people will starve to death during this period. Zhang Tong can't change anything, even if he has the ability to reach heaven, he can't conjure up rations for more than 200,000 people out of thin air.

Zhang Tong gave Lei Ming the exercise book of the "Ice Mirror Cheats", and then returned to the dawn to rest. As a result, his hips did not sit well. Suddenly, his mental time became restless, and then a black stone tablet appeared in his mind.

The stele is back!

Zhang Tong was overjoyed and immediately concentrated.

Each stone tablet was a surprise to Zhang Tong.

Zhang Tong stared at the black stele and began to observe the complex and profound symbols on it. Just like last time, as the observation time increased, the runes on the black stele seemed to be alive, like hundreds of small tadpoles swimming out of the stele crookedly, slowly filling the entire spiritual world.

The inscription is not repeated anywhere, it contains the power of the road!

Zhang Tong kept staring.

Although dizzy and dizzy, I still stared.

"Chaos!"

"Chaos!"

Strange consciousness once again permeates the spiritual world. The inscription disappeared in an instant. In the end, there are three left, deeply imprinted in the spiritual world. If we add the three inscriptions we got earlier, Zhang Tong now has a total of six inscriptions.

"Hint: Spirit 10!"

The Chaos Monument disappears into the spirit world.

Zhang Tong has gained a lot, so he has no regrets. He paid special attention to the 6 inscriptions that remained in his mind. Each one is difficult to look at, but it contains mysterious powers that are very fascinating. Zhang Tong felt that there seemed to be some kind of connection between the inscription and the inscription, but he could not express it.

What is the use of the chaotic inscription, Zhang Tong can't guess at all.

He simply imitates the inscription directly and uses the mysterious power of the inscription itself to interfere with his opponents.

It's like having a gun but not knowing how to do it. It can only be used as a stick. The chaotic inscriptions contain secrets that cannot be described in words. If we can unlock the secrets of the inscription and unleash the power of the inscription, we must have the power of ghosts and gods.

A flash is five days.

The construction of the altar was completed a long time ago, and Meng Xueren found several batches of corpses. In less than a few days, the size of the Undead Legion increased by almost 20,000 men, for a total of 35,000 undead soldiers. If the current growth momentum continues, within a month the Snow Alliance will be able to build up a force to completely destroy the Ice City!

Day 6.

Meng Xue's food supply had been exhausted, and it was difficult to continue to meet the needs of ordinary soldiers. Some people began to starve.

Day 7.

Xuemeng's food can't keep up with consumption, and more and more people are hungry.

Day 10.

The Snow League has really reached the point where it runs out of ammunition and food. Almost everyone is hungry. The meagre amount of food from hunting every day is a drop in the ocean and cannot meet the demand.

Day 12.

People are generally weak, and the power of hunting is running out.

Day 15.

In the end, some died of starvation, mainly the frail old and young, without food and supplies. Meng Xueren became more and more impetuous.

Day 17.

When Zhang Tong woke up, he only felt as if his internal organs were being pulled by a rope, and the pain of smoking made him feel very uncomfortable. Not to mention being an ordinary soldier, it is difficult for Zhang Tong to hunt demonic beasts in the wild. In places like the Desperate Ice Field, especially the rare ice ridge, luck is especially important if you want to hit your prey.

I haven't eaten for four or five days.

You've got to find something to fill your stomach today.

Zhang Tong feels that the value of the experience period is declining, and this is because he has not eaten for too long. If it continues like this, it may become weaker or even fall out of the grade. If it lasts for a long time, life will be in danger.

Out of the dawn.

Outside was a gloomy scene.

Everyone was reluctant to move, huddled in makeshift shelters, weak and lifeless. Zhang Tong couldn't help but feel worried, even if the Snow Alliance was engaged in a decisive battle with Glacier City, would these soldiers still be able to fight?

The number of undead troops has exceeded 70,000, but the number is not enough, far from enough. The undead are mostly transformed from corpses that have been dead for many years. These bodies have been dead for far too long. Even if they are transformed into the undead, they are not strong enough to compete with the armies of the frost trolls.

"Something's wrong!"

"There's something going on over there!"

Zhang Tong was walking in the snow when he suddenly heard someone yelling in front of him. There was confusion. Zhang Tong pulled out his skate blade and fled. A whole bunch of people are talking about it. They don't know what they're talking about.

A group of snowmen stood in the middle of the crowd.

Zhang Tong walked over and asked, "What happened?"

"More than 200 people committed mass suicide," Snow said with a pained expression.

"What... Suicide?"

Xue Ling sighed, "They left their last words, hoping to die after death and participate in the decisive battle with Glacier City!"

Zhang Tong was silent.

Since the Ice and Snow Passage of World War I, the entire Snow League has been shrouded in grief and frustration. Hiding behind snowy ridges, they lost their homes and had no food. This frustration and pessimism naturally spreads even more severely. There are always some people who can't stand it and do something extreme.

Suicide is the best example.

"This incident may just be a precedent!" Xue Ling said with a frown, "I'm afraid someone will imitate it." That's too bad. ”

No doubt.

When there is no hope of survival and no desire for revenge, many Meng Xueren will choose to commit suicide. To a certain extent, this will preserve maximum forces so that when war breaks out, they can throw themselves directly into the battlefield. If it drags on, people will become weaker and weaker, and eventually starve to death. At that point, people will be transformed into undead creatures through rituals, and their power will hardly improve.

It's a conundrum.

Zhang Tong was thinking about a solution when suddenly thundered and sent a message.

"Wood, things are not good!".

"Glacier City seems to have found us. An army is gathering outside the ice ridge. It may have come to us!"

Zhang Tong was surprised. The Snow Alliance was demoralized and unable to improve its combat effectiveness. It simply can't resist the Glacier City army!