The foul smell of the Hell was unusually foul, and the dead flesh had been boiled into broth and floated on the surface of the chalk, with shocking severed limbs and half of the melted head everywhere.

Maybe it's because the rockets are out, or maybe it's because Bitmund's scout detectives have evacuated Wu Wenxu's army.

In short, the miserable screams of this thick liquid hell were extinguished, and the hot heat wave was gradually bitten and swallowed by the cold wind rushing from both sides, and the thick liquid condensed when it met the condensation, making the bloody battlefield appear more granular and pothole-filled schedules, which were obviously easy to see, if you step on this road again, the power of the thick liquid hell will be even more terrifying!

Wu Wenxu's mount turned into ashes and perished in the middle of the mountain, and a group of people almost ran out in a posture of holding their heads and running for their lives, and when the scattered army escaped from Bitmunde, the Monkey King suddenly turned back, and Wukong's move was naturally to support the other two armies that were still trapped in the Cretaceous Mountain.

The air down the mountain is cold and fresh, but it looks unusually kind.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Wu Wenxu, who was immortal, covered his violently beating heart, and ate a few mouthfuls of snow hard, the cold stimulation made the bloodshot on Wu Wenxu's eyeballs become stagnant, Wu Wenxu raised his blood-red eyes, and raised the crimson gauntlet that was pitted because of the thick liquid, and an inexplicable pathos surged in his heart.

Wu Wenxu is not a god after all, he is just a mortal, an inexperienced traverser who dreams of dominating the ice field, before entering Bitmund, Wu Wenxu felt that his mental quality was strong enough, but when the army was defeated and witnessed the tragic massacre, Wu Wenxu found that he was still very vulnerable, and the screams of his followers lingered in his ears like magic sounds, Wu Wenxu buried his face in the snow and ate a few mouthfuls of ice and snow.

In less than half an hour, the eyes in the dark hole on the ice border became gray, and the blackened crowd slowly dispersed, and those people walked with sad and even desperate feet.

Really? Bitmond is simply unbeatable......

"Master, they haven't come out yet, are we going to help?"

Jeska sinked through the wounded and wailing warriors, half-kneeling, awakening the terrified, trembling lord from defeat.

Wu Wenxu covered his violently undulating chest, and looked at his warriors with the blood pupils densely covered in cobwebs, two thousand trolls, and five hundred were burned to death! They died unjustly, because they never felt even the shadow of the enemy!

Now that his own personal guard troops, originally more than 3,000 people, have left a third of their corpses on the mountain, Wu Wenxu can't imagine how many more companions will need to die if he rushes to the top with thick liquid?

"Support, how to support?"

Wu Wenxu's eyes widened, his voice was full of deep exhaustion and weakness, morale is very important, but the morale that was sufficient was hit head-on, and it was hit so hard that Wu Wenxu doubted his ability to lead for the first time.

Jeska silently retreated to the side of the gritted Bossedon, among the army, the most desperate to pull out the fortress of Bitmond is naturally Bossedon, he and his younger brother have been dependent on each other for more than 20 years, but the younger brother died tragically in the tricks of the Ice Born, if he does not put Bitmund flat, he can't be worthy of his brother's spirit in the sky!

Wu Wenxu closed his eyes decadently, sat on the ground, and said, "Wait, Wukong has gone to support, I believe that it won't be long before they will go down the mountain." ”

Don't have an accident, as your right and left hand, there are also thirteen white knights and others.

Wu Wenxu suddenly regretted it, why was he so reckless? A wrong decision, which directly buried the lives of thousands of people, or died in vain!

The losers had a gloomy look on their faces, and they were all determined to kill at the top of the mountain, but they were ambushed like this, and they secretly glanced at the Lord of Faith in their hearts, and they were even more apprehensive when they saw the Lord staring at Bitmund in contemplation and worry.

"Master, the lizardmen are back!"

Murphy Duoran happily wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, Panasonic sniped in his hand, the appearance of the lizard man seemed to be more embarrassed than his own and the other team, and ran down the mountain one by one crazy, the only difference is that they were not burned marks, thinking of the roaring sound of rolling stones, they were smashed by the rocks.

The one-eyed commander Chenison was limping into the crowd with the crutches that Xiao Ai had made for him, Chenison was surrounded by a crowd of people, Chenison was dusty, his face was full of sorrow, and when he saw the lord's team sitting lifeless in the distance, Chenison couldn't help but bow his head in annoyance, and didn't dare to look into the eyes of the lord.

"My lord, I'm sorry! I, Chenison, was negligent for a while, fell into the enemy's tricks, lost 2,000 brothers, and asked the lord to punish me! ”

Chenison put aside his crutches and knelt on the ground in pain, Elzac Sauron and the others also knelt down, and behind them, most of the lizardmen who could survive the nightmarish rolling stone flow were intact, but their eyes were hollow and their limbs were weak, and most of them couldn't help but fall to the ground when they converged with the army.

The terrifying rolling stone flow just now left too much shadow in their hearts!

Sadness and self-blame were quickly erased by Wu Wenxu silently, Wu Wenxu deeply understood his duty, here, he is God, is faith, if God also hesitates, then what morale is there in the army?

Wu Wenxu helped Chenison up, but patted the dust on his clothes and said: "Needless to say, I underestimated Bitmund's strength, it is normal to fail once, and next time we will get it back with interest!" ”

I have to say that the sonorous and firm encouragement of the lord still replanted the seeds of hope in the hearts of many people, yes, 50,000 people did not capture Bitmond back then, and now they have only tried once, how can they give up easily?

Don't give up, don't give up, be brave to follow the lord, and bravely fight to subvert the Iceborn!

So, the lizardmen began to regain their strength in their hands and feet, and after a while, under the leadership of Chenison, they continued to count the casualties with Jeska and others, and then carried the seriously injured warriors back.

After about half an hour, the transportation of the wounded was almost complete, and Wu Wenxu stared at the chalk mountain, but his brows were deeply frowned.

Why haven't Maple and the others returned?

Wu Wenxu became anxious, according to reason, with the support of Monkey King, a powerful magister who is close to the eleventh order, even if he encounters an ambush, Wukong will definitely be able to rescue Maple Luo Messi and Steagrona and others, as for the Ice Descendant and the clan, Wu Wenxu was not allowed to let them live, as cannon fodder, Wu Wenxu would not have a shadow in his heart if he died.

"Lord, return to ......"

Murphya Duoran, who had been helping Wu Wenxu observe the Chalk Mountain, suddenly froze, he glanced at the lord hesitantly, saw his eyebrows standing anxiously, and couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "Monkey King only brought two people back, it was Grant and Steegroner. ”

"Click!"

Wu Wenxu's ten fingers made a popping sound, and the resolute cheeks of the lord were covered by the reflection of gray clouds for a long time, looking gloomy, Wu Wenxu did not take the magnifying lens, but sat cross-legged beside Duo Ran in silence, his silence was more unbearable than the calm before the tsunami.

"Oops!"

The fat man fell at Wu Wenxu's feet, he raised his head, and happened to see the eyes of the lord Senran, he was so frightened that he suddenly got up, and then kowtowed hard in the snow, crying bitterly: "Lord Lord, those damned ice descendants, they rebelled against the clansmen!" ”

Grandton's mouth, seeing the man's eyes as sharp as a knife, he swallowed his saliva and said: "We fought fiercely with them, with the help of the Snow Maiden and the Beast Spirit Walker, it is difficult for them to get benefits, damn it, the other Ice Descendants of Bitmund also attacked and killed, among them, there is also a tenth-order Magister......"

"Betrayal."

Wu Wenxu opened his mouth coldly, in order to prevent betrayal, he specially arranged for the fifty snow girls and the beast spirit walker to suppress the formation, but he didn't expect that the beasts still ate the leopard gall!

"Uh, uh......"

The arrogant and domineering Monkey King gathered away the fire around him, threw the fainted Steirona to the ground, bowed his head embarrassedly, and his brown-gray monkey face showed a rare embarrassed expression.

"It's my grandson's fault, on a whim, I fought with that monster for fifty rounds, and forgot to evacuate Emperor Joe and they left."

"Kill it again, master!"

Casgemu angrily swung his fist to the ground, and the snow was smashed into a terrifying pit by his armored fist, the thirteen white knights were already like brothers, and now that Stephen and the others had no news, the struggle in Casger's heart became more and more intense.

Murphya Duoran looked deeply at the silent Wu Wenxu, and said decadently: "You can't kill back." ”

"Why can't you go?!"

Cassger's eyes widened, like a mad bison, and he rushed at Murphy Doran in a rage, his steel fist contracted, and suddenly raised Doran's thin body in the air, and Mofia stared at his blood-red eyes, but became even more silent.

"Murphya Doran, Lao Tzu really misjudged you!" Seeing that the man not only did not refute, but was even more silent, he was almost so angry that he wanted to throw Duoran out, "Enough is enough, brother! Casger's fists were clamped down by another pair of black fists, and Doran struggled out of Casger's hands, and it turned out that it was Sauron who stopped Casgermu's madness.

"Be quiet!"

"Rest assured, they will be safe during the Joti Maple Messiah, at least for now."

The lord turned around with a sinking face, no one could see what he was thinking, even his deep eyes were as silent as a black pool, seeing that the lord had already walked alone to the territory, and the followers did not dare to slack off, and many people still had palpitations and did not wake up from that nightmare, they were all confused, dragging their feet like a zombie.

In a desperate situation, Wu Wenxu did not lose his judgment due to brain congestion, on the contrary, he was very confident.

The existence of Lord Diablo has seriously threatened the border rule between the Iceborn and the Clan, and with King Zhang in his hands, will the commander of Bitmund tear it apart with his brain? Apparently impossible.

If it's yourself, it's either used to swap cards, or it's kept until the deadliest threat to your opponent is played!

(End of chapter)