A river of blood had accumulated on the ground, and bones and corpses had piled up all over the field, as if the ground had been covered with a bloody robe.

This war has evolved from the initial vigor to the tragedy of the moment, and it has gone through a long mental process, which has nothing to do with the time of the battle. Watching Pao Ze throw his head and spill blood, and watching his comrades fall at his feet, for these elite soldiers, this is not just an indifferent grievance that has nothing to do with him countless years ago, but has completely transformed into hatred in the present world. Bloodiness makes their eyes red, and the cruelty of war brings out the last bit of their instinct, constantly urging them to put themselves to death and come back to life!

The teenagers hiding in the distance secretly smacked their tongues, intending to give a little help to humans but could not do anything, with their current realm, it was tantamount to moths to a fire, Jingwei reclamation.

The conquest of the army has been the undead gradually gaining the upper hand, on the other hand, the duel between the leaders is suddenly also a superior judgment, the human generals are flickering, the undead are pressing each other step by step, and suddenly the human figure turns into a brilliant match, fluttering through the chest of the undead.

The psychedelic light seemed to leak out of the broken shell, and the explosion seemed to explode.

"Shhh

The human general stood proudly, his angular face could not see joy or sorrow, and his eyes that were not angry and arrogant stared coldly at the painful and depressed undead in front of him, and said, "It seems that Your Excellency is still slightly inferior. The undead have been living in the underworld for so long, and now what are the intentions of the world? ”

The undead sighed like phlegm rolling in his throat, and two demonic purple and red flowers appeared under the brim of his hat, and he tried to hide his weakness but wanted to cover it: "The opening of the gate of the underworld is a secret, how did you know about it?" ”

The human said quietly, "You think you can ask for the answer?"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't say it. The dark days of the undead are coming to an end, and we have accumulated countless years of strength, and we have gone through hellish trials so that our generations can see this bright sunshine. ”

The human interrupted his self-pity: "Oh, so you're going to make a comeback? Loot this continent? It looks like you're going to be driven into the underworld like a lost dog." ”

The undead let out a series of poignant laughter: "After thousands of years, human beings are still self-deceiving and stealing bells, obviously hypocritical but full of gentlemen, obviously robbers but self-decorating high-sounding." The evolution of the vicissitudes of life has not learned to be sincere, and even his own heart cannot be faced, hum, ridiculous and ridiculous. ”

The human general's long blade-like eyebrows trembled slightly, and the big blade in his hand stood outwards on his chest and shouted: "The rats are running among the rotten swamps and sewage ditches, why can they make a big statement when they see the light of day!"

"Rats...... Rotten swamp drains...... Very good, very good. The undead smiled coldly, "That's right, it's all thanks to you humans. In fact, what you think of us is the most insignificant thing in the world, but the actions you take towards us are indifferent. ”

"But what can you do? You have been seriously wounded, and even if you escape for your life, you will not be able to heal without some time to cultivate. ”

"Yes. The silent figure of the undead suddenly said two words.

A trace of malaise lingered in the chest of the golden armor general, and his mind was exquisitely calculating his own omissions before and after, but before he could calculate a result, he only heard the undead hehe sneering twice, and a huge force came from the left rib like a mountain.

The black purple light is like a wild chrysanthemum, and the stamen is wrapped around the golden armor general who is struggling, and he is surrounded by dragons and tigers roaring Jinhua Tuna, but the black purple light has the spirit of "the enemy is besieged by thousands of times, and I stand still".

"You!" the gold-armored general glared angrily as he broke free to no avail.

"Ahem, offended. You can think of this as a despicable and shameless sneak attack, but you and I have no deep hatred, as long as you promise to lead your men to retreat, I will let you go immediately. The undead stretched out a snow-white finger bone, pointing in the direction of the battlefield.

Along the direction of the oblique drift, only to see corpses all over the field, blood flowed like a river, a few Kaiyang soldiers fought bloody battles but were defeated after all, under the cruel and long torment, their mental defense line finally collapsed, bowed down in front of the fear and exhaustion of death, and the strength in the scarred body was also exhausted. They fought and retreated when they helped each other, but in the overall situation, they were like a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

"Heh! As a soldier, you are afraid of death! Especially you and other inferior species!" The golden armor general scolded, although he couldn't move, he couldn't hinder his posture in the slightest.

At this moment, the undead who was about to speak stopped talking, and his body stiffened slightly. "Maniac. He threw down these two words and flew back, as fast as the wind, and at the same time his arms were crossed to his chest.

"Bang!" An earth-shattering roar rose from the ground, and the powerful explosive force was rampant, like a tidal wave engulfing the undead leader directly.

The rest of the shocks swept across the battlefield, regardless of whether they were the soldiers of the Kaiyang Kingdom or the undead soldiers, they all swayed like remnants of willows. The undead warriors were better, but the Kaiyang State sergeant was even worse, and when the real house leak happened to rain overnight, the ship was late and suffered a head wind.

Ye Wuqi and Huo Jie were surprised from a distance, but they saw a black shadow flying from small to large, from far and near.

"That's ...... That general!" Huo Jie exclaimed.

The night was as cold as frost, and his mind was racing, and he glanced at the center of the explosion where the huge light cluster had not yet dispersed, and stared closely at the gradually enlarged figure.

"Two little brothers, let's go!" The gold-armored general's face was like gold paper, his lips were foaming blood, his clothes and armor were torn, and his steps were staggering, and he was very embarrassed. The rain flowed down his face, and the blood on his forehead slid from the bridge of his nose to the corners of his mouth, and he brushed it away.

The boys glanced at each other, and after getting a definite answer in each other's eyes, Ye Wuqiu helped the arm of the golden armor general to help him get on the horse.

Three men, two horses, and gone.

The three of them left for a long time before the light on the battlefield slowly converged, and the undead leader appeared. I saw him clutching his chest and stabilizing his internal breath, before a mouthful of old blood spurted out. The blood of the undead was like mist, purple-black, and dissipated by the wind.

"What an inexplicable hatred. The leader of the undead stood silent.

His cold gaze slowly enveloped the whole situation, searching for something, as if it had been confirmed, and then he conveyed the order to the undead herald not far away to order Ming Jin to withdraw his troops.

Large swaths of the undead lined up in an orderly manner, and the undead leader once again glanced at the remnants of the human army with cold eyes.

The huge, imposing Ten Thousand Heroes Division was now left with only a small group of disabled troops who were looking forward to the gray sky and not reporting hopes, and they were stunned by the sudden withdrawal of the undead, but at this moment they couldn't help but tremble when they saw the sickle-like eyes of the god of death.

They barely stood up and shouted in unison, emboldening themselves and seeing off their comrades, who were already planning to make the final fight. Everyone's heart is bitter, ten thousand heroes, in the end, the whole army was wiped out!

The undead leader raised his hand and shook it slightly. The undead army started again, and the few but all of them were in good spirits, flickering with their soul fires, and marched into the depths of the valley with steady steps.

The remnants of humanity were stunned, the undead had spared them in disbelief? What had happened? But they didn't have time to care about it at the moment, the fear of death and the physical injuries had left them trapped both internally and externally, from the first few people choking and throwing away their weapons and falling to the ground, to finally sitting on the ground like a contagious disease, leaning on each other and gasping for breath.

The pouring rain came and went on their faces, and tears fell together.

On the way back to the camp, the general passed out, he was so weak that all his strength had been exhausted in the battle just now, and his injuries were quite serious, and he was riding a bumpy horse, and the whole person was lying on the back of the horse silently. If it weren't for the fact that Night Wuqi grabbed him, he would have fallen off his horse.

Seeing that he didn't realize that he was coming, Ye Wuqi simply hurried back to the camp as fast as he could. Along the way, he still braved the burden of the undead chasing him, and even though the wind was raging and cold now, he still sweated unconsciously.

When you come, you are naturally happy with the wind, but when you go back, you will go against the wind, which is time-consuming and laborious. It took about twice as long to arrive at camp.

The original preset sentry did not know where to go at this time, and the night was angry for a moment, but after thinking about it, the less people on horseback knapped, the better, so he had no intention of pursuing it.

They didn't hesitate to carry the general directly to the women's tent, and they didn't wait for the promise to break in directly. The reason why they chose to enter the women's camp is because there are fewer girls in the team, and Huo Ling, Changyun, and Xiaochan are all relatives who know the roots, and for the confidentiality of the incident, it is obviously not a good thing for dragons and snakes to mix.