The grass is overgrown, the whole grassland is a desolation, countless dead grasses are flying in the whirlwind, there is no vitality at all, in this vast grassland, at a glance, it is all desolate. The snow-white color is like a snowfield covered by vast snow, the sun is shining in the sky, and the whistling autumn wind rolls up the dead grass on the ground, wandering in this vast grassland. There was not the slightest human population, not even insects and birds, white clouds drifting in the sky, there was no trace of birds, and the whole land seemed to be dead, without a trace of movement.

Animals in nature are the most sensitive, and for this land that is no longer suitable for survival, the first to migrate are the animals that have always existed in this land, the insects in the grass, the birds in the sky, and the animals on the earth, all of which have gone farther away. Some managed to escape from the cursed desolate grasslands, but many more died directly on the way. In this grassland, countless insect corpses are hidden under the endless dead grass, and the corpses of herbivores are poured among these wild grasses. The whole world is like a post-apocalyptic wasteland. The once verdant grassland has now become a Jedi, there is no endless emerald green to the west, only a white expanse, and the whole world is really clean and terrifying.

A huge procession walked through the weeds, the only bright color in the silent land. This is a huge team, countless people supporting each other, step by step in the unknown direction, they do not know where they will go, and they do not know when this desolate scene will fade in their pupils, this way, all a color, without the slightest vitality. It seems that during this time, the earth has completely abandoned this land. In this short period of two months, all the grasslands on the grassland have mysteriously died, and even the grass roots have completely dried up. Countless animals died, and their carcasses were scattered all over the grassland. And as the owners of this land, the Xue Yantuo people have died countless clansmen in this short period of time.

"This is a curse from the Immortal Heaven!" The old man on the grassland muttered, "The rulers of the grassland, the eagles with wings spread in the blue sky. Unruly and vainly trying to challenge the majesty of the Immortal Heaven, those divine objects are not something that we mortals can touch...... "Everyone thinks of the divine wolf that exudes colorful light, it is not a gift from the heavens, but a bargaining chip for those rulers who vainly try to provoke the Immortal Heaven. All this led to a catastrophe on the steppe.

The nuclear winter on the steppe is coming, in this era of no pollution, the nuclear radiation is so surging, countless people festered and then died in the struggle, countless livestock died, brought with it the demon called hunger. In this case. Even the brave and warlike Xue Yantuo and the Turks did not have the slightest solution. At first, the dead people were cremated, and the dead animals were all made into dried meat, but in this early autumn season, these dried meat quickly spoiled, and then formed another hotbed of demons. This demon is called 'Plague'.

Vast expanses of dead people began to fall on the steppe, dying in despair one by one. The elderly and children were the first to fall prey to these demons. Their body's immunity is much worse than that of ordinary young and strong, so the possibility of being infected with disease is the greatest, and children are the hope of the grassland, so countless mourning hung hovers on the grassland, and one by one the alien races hold the sick child and go to the witch doctor in the tribe to receive treatment. But there are so many people who get sick, and many die in the time they have not been treated.

In the tribe of the Xue Yantuo tribe, a small tent lives here for a family of three, which is an ordinary Xue Yantuo family. Householder. It is Xue Yantuo a brave and warlike warrior, he can herd three hundred cattle by himself, and once killed three wolves alone in the depths of the grassland, and even went to the battlefield to snatch back a lot of grain and a silk horse in the Tang Dynasty. The best garment of the hostess was made of this batch of silk. But now the family is shrouded in sorrow. Because the children in their family are sick like the other children.

He had a high fever all over his body, and his hot forehead felt like a stone that had been exposed to the sun for an afternoon, and it was so hot that people didn't dare to touch it. The child's face was a terrible crimson, as if blood had congealed on his face. This is a young child, only a little older, four or five years old, with a pair of innocent eyes, with a heart-wrenching haggard: "Mom, am I going to die?" Are you going to return to the embrace of the Immortal Heaven? Mom, don't cry, I haven't gone to Datang yet, I haven't grabbed more silk, and I haven't let my mother have a lot of new clothes to wear! I'm really unwilling! ”

This is the teaching of the people on the grassland to their children, a child who is only four or five years old is instilled by adults with the concept of going to Datang to grab things, and when these people grow up, they will tell the next generation their concepts, so that their ancestors will pass it on from generation to generation. They never thought of peaceful coexistence with Datang, they never thought about how to correctly rely on their own efforts to get what they want, in this grassland of the jungle, there is only one thing that is the truth: fist, as long as the fist is big enough and hard enough, then everything is yours, weakness means easy to bully, longing for peace, then wait for the extinction of the dead race! The grassland peoples who grew up under the naked law of the jungle are all unruly wolves.

"Kid...... My child, you will be fine, the young eagle on the grass will always have a day to soar in the blue sky, as long as you live......" The child's mother wept sadly, tears dripping big, now there are too many sick people in the tribe, countless old people, children are all sick at the same time at this moment. And all of them had a high fever, a strange red color, and then they began to fester, and finally swallowed their last breath after endless torture.

"Give him a good time! Don't let this child suffer like this, the longer he lives, the more painful it becomes! A man stood behind the woman, watching her cry bitterly while holding the child, and couldn't help but say cruelly, on the grassland, there are not one or two children who die young, and in this harsh environment, newborns have the highest mortality rate. Therefore, these warriors on the grassland are all people who look down on life and death, and their survival and safe growth is the greatest miracle in the world. Because from the moment they fell to the ground, they were engaged in a kind of competition for the survival of the fittest between heaven and earth.

"No...... The child will not die, he will definitely survive! The woman said firmly.

This kind of thing is constantly playing out among the seven large tribes on the grassland, countless small and medium-sized tribes, whether it is the old man or the child, all of them have fallen in the face of this sudden outbreak of illness, and each tribe is shrouded in hysterical crying. Old men who knew they were going to die were struggling to support their bodies. Step by step, they walked out of the tribe and went to the depths of the grassland, they knew that now was the most difficult time for the entire tribe, and their existence would only be a drag of insufficiency, so they chose to exile themselves to this grassland and do their last bit for their tribe.

He was standing on the edge of the grassland at this time, on the low hills of the desert Gobi, observing with a telescope, and the blood-colored cloak behind him was already earthy yellow at this time, and he couldn't see the slightest color before: "It seems that the effect is good, fortunately, the original choice was sulfuric acid!" I didn't expect the power of the explosion to be good! The entire grassland is almost completely covered. ”

During this time, Li Kuan was not idle, he did not go deep into the grassland, he rode a horse and cruised on the edge of the grassland, inquiring. After all, he is not a superman, he is also a mortal in the flesh, and he is also afraid of nuclear radiation. In this era without protective clothing, he can only look far away and see his achievements. When he buried these things, he installed sulfuric acid in the interlayer, a high concentration of sulfuric acid, which will slowly corrode the lead layer wrapped in uranium, of course, in addition to this nuclear material, Li Kuan also left a hand to prepare, that is, when burying these things, a grenade and the lead layer were put together, when the sulfuric acid corroded the lead layer, it would be in contact with the wooden handle of the grenade, and the sulfuric acid would produce high heat in the process of corroding the wooden handle, and the lead in the handle would be completely ignited. The grenade then turns the entire piece of nuclear material into fine fragments, and the radiation will completely escalate in the explosion, and then cover even further.

Now that the entire grassland has been completely covered by nuclear radiation, the grassland on which Xue Yantuo relied for survival has all died, and all the aquatic plants have lost their water, like dry firewood that has dried up for a long time. The animals that live here have completely escaped from here a long time ago, only the human beings who are shackled by ** in their hearts are still nostalgic here, they didn't notice the great changes on the grassland at first, and when they reacted, it was too late, and the whole grassland had completely become a desert like no man's land.

It was too late for them to migrate, because there were so many dead in the tribe, and with the young men who died on the battlefield, the population of the entire steppe was now nearly half as small as it had been at the beginning. They have to migrate on a large scale, and it takes a long time to prepare, and if they flee lightly, I am afraid that they will starve to death if they cannot get out of the grassland. There is basically no food on the grasslands now, and now the seven great tribes are like seven isolated islands on the sea, with no ships that can cross the sea, and no fresh water and food to drink on the sea. Everything is going for the worst.

The grassland is full of sorrow, and Datang is not very happy, in this Zhenguan six years, although everything seems to be smooth, but there are still some places that are unsatisfactory. Li Er was furious at this time, and the tumor that had been bound by a paper contract before was now beginning to swell again. (To be continued......)