In a dark corner a hundred meters away from the wall of fire, the black chariot stood still in the night, and the beating light of the fire had become extremely dim when it fell, but it could still reflect the dead man's white face in front of the car.

Ying Jiu stood next to the chariot, his black robe clinging to his body under the night wind, looking like a skeleton wrapped in black cloth.

There was a low-lying dirt pit behind the chariot, and the heavy rain in the afternoon caused sewage to accumulate more than half a meter deep in the dirt pit, and in the middle of the turbid water, there were more than 30 corpses of blood skeleton warriors.

Judging from their clothing, these Blood Skull warriors were obviously not ordinary demon soldiers. They are taller and have thicker limbs, and even when they are dead, they give people a shocking sense of oppression.

Ying Jiu stared at the corpse in the puddle, his miserable green eyes gradually revealed a greedy light, he stretched out his long scarlet tongue and licked his dry lips, and slowly walked towards the middle of the puddle, with the movement of his footsteps, a black mist suddenly appeared around his body, the black mist became thicker and thicker, and continued to spread around, and soon the entire puddle and most of the chariot were all enveloped in it.

The cold moonlight and the faint light of the fire were all blocked out by the black fog. No one could see what was going on in the black fog, but when the black fog spread around the chariot, the four cart cloud camels that were not even afraid of the high-level demon wolves suddenly convulsed all over their bodies and fell down for some reason.

It took half an hour for the black fog to gradually dissipate, revealing the thin black figure in the puddle.

The corpses of more than thirty Blood Skull warriors were gone.

The stagnant water in the puddle turned the color of blood, and a layer of torn cloth and broken animal skins floated on it.

Ying Jiu turned around slowly, his pale face seemed to have a touch of blood, and the red spots on the top of his head kept bulging out, as if there was some living creature trying to come out of it, but it quickly returned to normal.

Zichuan Hiroshi didn't know when he came to the side of the chariot, and a big black bird fell on his shoulder, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes when he looked at Ying Jiu.

"Strategist, Shuai Ying has replied. ”

"Oh?" a gleam flashed in Ying Jiu's miserable green eyes, "What do you say?"

"The elite of the five thousand cavalry will arrive before noon tomorrow, along with two siege beasts and three mid-level demon generals, all of whom are the strength of the four realms. ”

Ying Jiu frowned, his face didn't show much joy, "Why are they all mid-level demon generals? Can't you send a high-level one! That's the son of the demon god." ”

Zichuan Hong said unhurriedly: "The letter said that the shadow of the human elite was found near the barracks, and the commander personally chased people out, these three generals are already the strongest masters in the camp, and when the commander returns to the camp, he will personally bring people to come." ”

Hearing this, Ying Jiu's face softened slightly, "You said just now that there were two siege beasts?"

"Yes, two, that's enough, I've observed the gates of Quicksand City, and I definitely can't withstand the impact of the giant beast, and there will be no problem in breaking the city. Zichuan Hong said confidently.

Ying Jiu looked at the fanatical look in Zichuan Hong's eyes, was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm still a little worried, in order to ensure that there are no accidents in tomorrow's battle, you can prepare some more corpses for me." ”

Zichuan Hong's face changed, and he said, "I'm afraid it's inappropriate." ”

"What's the problem?" said Ying Jiu's voice turned cold.

Zichuan Hong said: "These soldiers of mine, after a few days in a row, and after a big battle, they need a lot of human flesh to replenish their physical strength, only in this way can we ensure that there are no mistakes in the cooperation during the battle, and the more than five hundred people who died today have been eaten, and now I am afraid that they will not be able to meet your needs." ”

"If there are no dead people, then use the living top. Ying Jiu's voice became colder, "Send me all those seriously injured guys." ”

"No!" Zichuan Hong flatly refused: "Eating human flesh is to maintain the combat effectiveness of the clan, as long as you don't die, you are the warrior of the Blood Skull Legion! Even if you only have one breath, we will do our best to save you, your idea of being cold-blooded and cruel to the clan, it is best never to let the Blood Skull warrior know, otherwise, they will not hesitate to tear you to pieces, even if you are a black-robed wizard!"

Looking at the angry look on Zi Chuanhong's face, and feeling the firmness and determination in his voice, Ying Jiu suddenly laughed: "This military division is just joking with you, why take it so seriously." ”

"But General Ben didn't think it was funny at all. Zichuan Hong's indifferent face did not ease in the slightest, "Tomorrow when the reinforcements arrive, the city will be attacked, so the military division should rest early." With that, he turned and left.

Ying Jiu looked at the back of Zichuan Hong gradually walking away, the smile on his face slowly became distorted, and his miserable green eyes revealed a strong killing intent.

There was a faint chill in the desert air after the rain, a carriage stopped at the gate of the small courtyard next to the arrow tower in the south of the city, Ye Haotian jumped down from the car, a cool breeze blew, he couldn't help wrapping the clothes on his body, there was a touch of tiredness between the sunny and handsome eyebrows, but the moment the palm touched the courtyard gate, the tired eyes suddenly had light again.

It was the second half of the night.

In the past, Quicksand City would fall into silence at this time, and in addition to the sound of wind and rain and insects, one or two howls of wild wolves could occasionally be heard from outside the city.

Early spring is not the season when insects are active, the rainstorm has stopped, the wind is very light, there is no wolf howling outside the city, but the quicksand city is not quiet.

Figures were constantly walking back and forth on the previously empty city walls, the armor of the tower sentinels shimmered faintly in the moonlight, and there was the sound of banging and occasionally wheels rolling in the distance.

Despite some careful deployment and arrangement, Ye Haotian still does not have the slightest confidence in winning tomorrow's battle.

He didn't know how many reinforcements the demon army would come, how many siege beasts would come, and he didn't know whether the city defense he had arranged was effective or not, and how long it could resist the demon army.

But he had to make it.

Because the demon army came for him, and the siege of Quicksand City also arose because of him. He was responsible, and even if that responsibility sounded childish and ridiculous to anyone during the chaotic war years, he would stubbornly stick to it.

What should I do if I can't resist it? What should I do if I break the city? If it falls into the hands of the demon clan, who will avenge the blood feud between the master and the three thousand villagers on the island? Who will kill those traitors and traitors who are at ease in the royal city of the summer capital? Ye Haotian didn't think about these questions, he didn't want to think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it, at this time he had only one thought in his heart-

Defend Quicksand City and win tomorrow's battle.