The dark night has enveloped the entire continent, and the white moon is hanging high in the sky. The night sky was cloudless, with only bright stars twinkling.

The cold light emitted by the huge jade disc shone on the entire land, and the figures of tens of thousands of soldiers on the dragon wall were standing against the bright moon, and although the cold wind was extremely cold, it could not move them in the slightest.

And their eyes were nervously staring at the north of the dragon wall at this time. It was late at night, but there was no trace of tiredness on their faces.

This is the dragon wall on the far north border of the Junyan Empire, and it is also the first line of defense of the Junyan Empire. As early as more than a month ago, the soldiers on the dragon wall were killed and wounded, and Ren and Bian Wuduo originally discussed giving up the dragon wall, but at the insistence of General Miao, they also sent the soldiers to the dragon wall.

Although these imperial soldiers are said to be well-trained, in front of that powerful demon race, their strength is only like paper paste, and it has no effect at all.

However, if this first line of defense is easily abandoned, how can the human race resist the menacing demons.

Even if these Imperial soldiers knew that only death awaited them, for the sake of the Empire, this death was not terrible.

In the past month or so, those demons in the north have not made any big moves, just shooting iron arrows at the dragon wall. In fact, they were also afraid, because they didn't know how much demon-burning liquid the Terrans had, so the demons were very peaceful for more than a month, and the Terrans also got a chance to take a breath.

The ground north of the dragon wall was no longer clear, the black mud and the frozen corpse seemed to have become one, and the frozen corpse seemed to protrude from the pitch black ground.

Suddenly, a flash of fire lit up in the north of the corpse, and when you looked closely, it was followed by dozens of fires.

The leader was the imposing General Ling Ranmiao, and at this time he was covered in blood, his right arm had been broken, and his entire upper body was wrapped in a white cloth that had been stained with mud.

Beside him were two soldiers, one of whom had a huge cut in his forehead, and blood had left on half of his face, which had frozen into ice, and the other's left arm, severed from below his elbow, was also covered in blood.

At this time, General Miao was already dying, and a disabled soldier behind him was holding his two spears with a frightened face, while the remaining dozen soldiers behind them all showed extremely terrifying expressions on their faces at this time.

Except for the rustle of walking, they seemed to be mute at this time, and they didn't say a word.

"The investigation team is back!"

The soldiers on the dragon wall saw more than a dozen fires in the north, and immediately took action, and they quickly gathered into a team of more than thirty people to go down to rescue these disabled soldiers.

General Miao led a survey team of more than 100 people, and went to a place two miles away from the dragon wall to find out if there were any traces of demon activities. They left in the morning and returned only in the evening. Judging from their expressions, it was obvious that they had been attacked by the demons.

Any soldier who participates in the investigation team can maintain an ordinary family with food and drink for a year with a one-time salary, but the risk is extremely high, and the mortality rate is also huge. Like those advance troops when the demons were not overwhelmed, they were all for their families and would rather try their luck.

This investigation lost 100 people, and only a dozen remained, and even General Miao was seriously injured.

The soldiers who went out to meet them all showed respect on their faces, and they only worshiped these soldiers who escaped from the ghost gate. Because they all know that the so-called investigation team, to put it bluntly, is to send the enemy to the death.

And because of their investigation team, the soldiers who defended the dragon wall would suffer much less damage. If there is no investigation team to investigate the enemy's situation, and the demons suddenly attack, maybe these soldiers on the dragon wall will be in a bitter battle again. Baiyue

The soldiers who greeted the survey team had already reached the bottom of the dragon wall, and the wooden ladder that had descended from the dragon wall had reached them.

"Let General Miao go up first!" said the soldier with a frightened face who helped General Miao with two spears.

They have all experienced death today, and the person who rescued them from death was the mortally wounded General Miao.

"Ahem... Poof..."General Miao coughed violently, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out, and then he gasped for breath.

The stiff left hand grabbed out of thin air, motioning for a soldier to come over.

"Go... Call Wu Yizu... Quick..."General Miao said as he grabbed one of the soldiers, panting and struggling. The soldier looked frightened, nodded hurriedly, and climbed the wooden ladder to smash the hedrons, and the wooden ladder instantly rose upwards.

"Ahem... Poof!" There was another violent cough, and General Miao spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and his pale face looked so cold and vicissitudes in the white moonlight.

After coughing violently and vomiting blood, General Miao's breathing began to weaken, and the eyes of the soldiers behind him all flowed with tears. If it weren't for them, General Miao would have escaped with his own strength.

At the moment when General Miao's eyes slowly closed, a figure wrapped in golden thunder and lightning fell from the sky and landed steadily on the ground. This was Wu Yizu, who immediately rushed down when he learned that General Miao was looking for him.

"General Miao!!" Wu Yizu rushed towards General Miao quickly, and at this time, General Miao also vaguely saw Wu Yizu, and said with difficulty: "Go... Sengokaku... Move the rescuers... The demons will... In these two days, the whole army has been pressing..."

Burst!

After saying this, General Miao gushed out a mouthful of blood, and then there was no pulse.

"General Miao!!" The soldiers around him shouted, and at the same time, Wu Yizu's eyes widened, looking at General Miao, whose body was gradually cold, with a look of disbelief. He was the one who rescued them from more than a dozen demons, but he never expected that he would die here today.

"Bring General Miao's body back and send it back to the capital!" Wu Yizu commanded with red eyes.

...

At this time, a blizzard on the northwest side of the Dragon Wall of the Wind Ridge Empire ravaged the area that was originally a forest, and teams of soldiers went down from the Dragon Wall and then entered the blizzard, and finally disappeared without a trace.

They were sending them to death, but there was no way, now the distance from the dragon wall was only a mile away from the demon race, and the only thing they could do was to send soldiers to repel the demons.

This state has been maintained for more than a month, and almost every day, more than a hundred soldiers go to fight the demons, but none of them return.

And in the past month or so, there have been more than 1,000 cultivators sent by the Four Great Sects, and although they didn't have much impact on these demons, these more than 1,000 cultivators and that group of soldiers resisted the demons at a distance of one mile from the dragon wall.

A middle-aged man on the dragon wall stared blankly at the blizzard less than a mile away, while beside him was a group of paralyzed soldiers descending from the dragon wall to die.

"How to defend this line of defense..."