"Ahem, that, what do you think about this big war?" Luo Ping hurriedly picked up the topic, afraid that this beauty would have a snake essence.

"What else can you think?" Bai Xue looked at the hub of the Magic Mountain in the distance, learned from Luo Ping's appearance, shrugged and said: "Isn't it just a battle, what else can there be, for so many years, I haven't seen it a hundred or ten times, and I've seen it dozens of times, this kind of thing, it's not strange!" ”

Luo Ping is full of black lines, for him, this is a battle of life and death, so he takes it very seriously, but Bai Xue is an old snake demon who has lived for thousands of years, what has he never seen?

"And what do you think our odds are?" Since there's a living museum in front of you, why not take advantage of it?

"If your opponent is the woman just now, your chance of winning can already reach ninety percent, and even if you are ruthless, the chance of winning can be said to be 100%." Bai Xue didn't seem to look down on the female devil very much, and looked contemptuous. It seems that the female devil at the level of the great grandmaster is just an ant.

Luo Ping nodded, if there was really only a female devil, his grasp would still be quite large, but the key was that there was an unfathomable old devil behind the female devil, and so far he didn't know the strength of the other party.

"But it seems that this woman is unlikely to be the leader, the demonic aura displayed by this magic mountain, if there is no person who surpasses the level of the great grandmaster, it is impossible to shake it." Bai Xue frowned slightly and said, "And what's worse is that this person is not only strong, but also has a big magic weapon." ”

"Well, I also feel it, Jiulong Ding should be on top of the Demon Mountain, that will be their killer feature." Luo Ping stood up, looked around, looked at the starry sky, and said: "But now we have gathered the strong weapons of the various sects of Taoism, even if these are not good, we still have a sarcophagus." ”

"Don't overthink the problem."

Bai Xue looked at the Demon Mountain, suddenly wrinkled his nose, and said in surprise: "There is a very special smell in the Demon Mountain, I seem to have felt it in the Corpse Refining Mountain before, but it is difficult to draw conclusions. ”

Luo Ping was stunned for a moment, poked his head out and sniffed vigorously, but he didn't smell anything: "What is the Corpse Refining Mountain?" Isn't it scary? ”

Rao has seen Bai Xue with strong winds and waves, and he couldn't help but shudder when he heard the word Corpse Refining Mountain, recalling the terrible scene at the beginning, Bai Xue shrank his shoulders and said in a low tone: "There are 100,000 armored soldiers in the world, all of them are good men, and there are 100,000 soul-wearing soldiers in the world, all of them are ogres." ”

"What do you mean?"

Luo Ping seemed to have understood something, and he was full of excitement.

"What year was it at that time, I don't remember very clearly, but according to your human statement, it should be the Northern Song Dynasty, at that time, the dawn of the people in the world, originally lived very freely, but as the Northern Song Dynasty became weak in military aspects, it began to be continuously violated by the nomads in the north, and even appeared in Zuihou, there was no village in a hundred miles, and there was no one in every village. But because of the lack of training all year round, he was beaten again and again.

At that time, in the face of the menacing barbarian people on the north bank of the Yangtze River, the southern people, who have always been known for their modesty and even cowardice, spontaneously formed 100,000 generations of armor soldiers to block the nomads in the Yangtze River area with the support of the big family and the people.

In the face of hundreds of thousands of invaders in the north, they resisted stubbornly without anyone looking at Haode, and with the support of reinforcements, Zuihou successfully pushed back the invaders and beat them back to the Yellow River.

At this moment, the momentum of the anti-Japanese war in the whole country was reawakened, and countless people spontaneously rose up to fight, while the northern peoples were exhausted, and some of them died down and were driven back to the steppe and the Gobi Desert.

At this time, the 100,000 armoured troops were high-spirited, known as the brave god army, and everywhere they passed, the people would spontaneously supply them with all dry food, but just when they successfully defeated the nomads and were about to return to their hometowns, an accident happened, and they were stopped outside the pass.

It was not the nomads who attacked and ambushed them who stopped them, but their own people, and it was the Northern Song Dynasty army who closed the door to their hometown with their own hands.

What made these people even more desperate was that the Northern Song Dynasty army lied about the military situation, saying to the people that these 100,000 generations of Jiaxiao brave soldiers had taken refuge in the nomads, so that the people at that time spit on these people, as for the hometowns of these soldiers, their children and wives were also blinded, countless people committed suicide in shame, and a few people who did not believe wanted to go to the outside of the pass to see what was going on, but most of them were assassinated by the Northern Song Dynasty army on the way.

"And then?" Luo Ping clenched his fists when he heard it, although he was not a soldier, he had never experienced that kind of war, and he was not a general who commanded thousands of troops, but from the perspective of ordinary people, he gritted his teeth with hatred in the face of what the Northern Song Dynasty did, and at the same time he was very concerned about the next progress.

Although Bai Xue was transformed from a snake spirit, he was obviously a lot more humane, and sighed: "At that time, these 100,000 armored troops can be said to be suffering from the enemy, they are all authentic southerners, and no one can understand if they want to explain, and the soldiers above will not give them a chance to explain, as long as they are close to the border checkpoint, the Northern Song Dynasty army will start to throw stones and arrows down, and these 100,000 armored troops can only retreat far enough."

But it is not a long-term solution to dodge, because these 100,000 people have to live, and the dry food they carry has long been exhausted, and what is more deadly is that the weather at this time has reached late autumn, for the authentic southerners, this cold is undoubtedly fatal, in less than a month, the dignified seven-foot man, was squeezed by hunger and cold, and only one or two hundred thousand of the army of 100,000 people remained, and it was these twenty thousand people who still made millions of nomads dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool.

When the first snow of winter fell, the 100,000 armoured troops who had been in small numbers were wiped out outside the pass, and sadly, not a single person died on the battlefield. ”

When Luo Ping heard this, his eyes were red, he had never stopped this story before, but whether it was true or not, in the face of the 100,000 armored troops in the story, he would be moved personally. On the other hand, Bai Xue is also embarrassed, such a story is too tragic, but the story is not finished.