Hei Da was overjoyed, hehe laughed, he felt very proud of his foresight, and everyone ignored him, they were all waiting for the poison master's later words, since he didn't save Qin Zhen, why did he order the three armies to cook overnight and then the army went to Fuzhuling?

"Qin Zhen's danger is purely self-inflicted, and it is not indispensable for him to learn some lessons according to General Hei's wishes, and the Fengjia army wants to eat Qin Zhen's group of men and horses, and it can't be done without paying a heavy price, the reason why they have been dragging it out is nothing more than the idea of our reinforcements, but my poison master just didn't save it. ”

Everyone shouted that the lord was clever, and the poison master's eyes flashed and said excitedly: "Two days ago, I sent my secret guard to deliver a message to Qin Zhen, but I didn't expect that something went wrong when I arrived at Fu Corpse Ridge, four of the seven died, and the three who escaped back were also half dead, and the things I explained were not done! You must be very strange that I should be angry about this matter, right? Hey, although the three of them did a mess, they brought me back a surprise, the wind marching army is still alive!" According to their description, the Feng Marching Army should not have joined Feng Xingtian, so it seems that they must have temporarily settled somewhere in the Fu Corpse Ridge, and then one of them with a high cultivation was responsible for going out to hunt demonic beasts. I want to order the three armies to find Feng Xingjun before Feng Xingtian knows the news, and control him in our hands, so that we can turn against the guest, Qin Zhen's danger is not only self-relieved, Feng Xingtian will not dare to fight with us, and when the time comes, ......"

His voice stopped abruptly, everyone saw him laughing, and they all admired the poison master's far-reaching vision, so that the sword soldiers and the Feng family army who were waiting for work head-on head-on, as long as the army surrounded the Feng marching army with a large number of soldiers and widows, the war could be seen immediately, it was indeed the best policy, this is not the conjecture of the poison master, first of all, everyone knows that the three brothers of the Feng family have deep feelings, if Feng Xingtian goes to save it, it will inevitably fall into the layout of the poison master, but if it is not saved, Feng Xingjun may understand his eldest brother, but the hearts of other soldiers are going to be cold, this is almost another problem that the poison master gave Feng Xingtian when he dealt with Feng Jizhong, If you see your younger brother step by his father again, can Feng Xingtian withstand the blow?

On the bank of a small river in the Corpse Ridge, there are more than 1,000 people lying or sitting or lying on the bank and lying or lying on their stomachs, these people are all Fengjia army clothes, but at this moment there is no previous lion wind, because they are struggling on the edge of life and death, no food, no reinforcements, except for the bottoming of this small river, they even caught out the rats and earthworms around them to eat, now, they can't do anything but wait for death, because below the high mountain slope, there are groups of walking corpses constantly trying to rush up, fortunately, the terrain is good, they can't come up, but they also can't get out, and the front is already a dead endNot far from the other side of the river was a bottomless canyon, and they had already explored the way.

"What are you doing, fucking fuck off!"

The hundred-captain stood up with difficulty and shouted hoarsely, the people who were far away were not surprised, and they lowered their heads at a glance, and the eyes of those who were close showed the look of struggle, and there were heart-moving desires and unbearable eyes.

Someone had just starved to death, and after eating the horses, grain and grass, it seemed that there was no other way but to eat people, and when the people brought out by the Wind Marching Army and the Dragon Slaughter hunted things and put them in the storage space and brought them back? Will they be able to survive until that time? How long can they last if this continues? Some people are even wondering, the Wind Marching Army has been leading people in and out of the corpses like this for more than ten times, what can they get? The food brought each time is only a cushion for each person's stomach, this more than a month, they have been out of food for half a month, the things in the storage space have long been eaten, they were injured in the previous war, and the cultivation was low, almost two or three hundred people starved to death, and the cultivation was like them, and they were also struggling on the edge of the death line.

They are grateful that the Wind Marching Army has never given up on them, but the Wind Marching Army has been consuming only one result with them, that is, he himself is consumed in this ghost place, he is the natural power of the three armies of the brave crown, but he is also a flesh and blood, he will eventually fall off his war horse and close his eyes and never wake up again, brothers help this part, they feel that it is really worth following such a general. So seeing the Feng Marching Army who went out for three whole days and never returned, most of the soldiers were relieved and happy in their eyes, people like the major general were destined to be the blood-clothed generals of the future famous side, they couldn't see the day he became famous, but they could also smile Jiuquan proudly said that he was once a pawn under him.

"My lord, let the brothers eat him, everyone still has to live, we can't die!" Many people pulled the centurion's red eyes and said, they had long been used to seeing this scene, and the tears could not flow, because the reality was so cruel, and they ate the brothers who had fought side by side was actually a relief for him, because the hundreds of flesh-and-blood familiar faces under the high slope were bloody examples.

Yes, they drank the water in the river, they all got the corpse poison, but the attack was very slow, but after death, it will be directly corpse, and now there are only two choices, one is to push the dead man down the high slope, and the other is to eat his flesh, the result of the former is self-evident, the same is the absence of bones, the latter is the judgment of the conscience of each of them, but can live, can live, live, live, the simple three words are the magic sound of heaven for the hungry people in a desperate situation, their eyes flashed, pushed the centurion and several rational generals away, and pounced on the corpse。

However, only half an inch away, everyone came to their senses, staring at the spear that suddenly pierced the dead man's head, they turned around, and the people on the ground who were lying or sitting or pretending to sleep helped each other to get up in twos and threes, and he came back, with what they had just lost.

Feng Xingjun was wounded, his arm was bloody, his unkempt face was like an eternal stone statue, his cold and hard face trembled in an instant that everyone did not notice, he killed his brother with his own hands again, Feng Xingjun's eyes were bloodshot at the moment, he was really tired, the news of his father's death was heard by chance when he sneaked into Qin Zhen's camp behind the corpse group two days ago, at that moment his heart was like a knife, but what shocked Long Tu on the side was that this young second son actually survived.

He is still cold and hard with this face with the dragon slaughtering them to hunt the monsters, and at the same time to expel the corpses, their danger outside is not at all ordinary people can imagine, every sleepless night, the tired eyes of the wind marching army just closed and suddenly opened, a few days ago the sky was like a rainbow of frost arrow feathers is all the hope and faith in his dark world, I heard that the eldest brother fell for a month, he woke up, I can't fall, I know that the eldest brother is still alive, but he still has to worry about my safety, and the more than a thousand brothers he brought out, that is a heavy responsibility, but also what he must carry on the wind。

If it is my brother, there must be one of my siblings who bears the sin of killing, then I will be this wicked person, I am not afraid of a hundred ghosts, I am not afraid of being pointed out by a thousand people after death, as long as I live, no one can stop my eldest brother's pace, because I want to pile up corpses and blood in front of him!

"Young General!" Although everyone was exhausted, they still stood up and shouted hoarsely, no matter what they thought before, the wind marching army has returned, and what they are about to lose has also been recovered, maybe the wind marching army can't give them hope to live, but it can make their conscience not despair, death, not terrible, terrible is always life is better than death.

Feng Xingjun stepped forward in a few steps and pulled out the spear he thrown, and looked back at the thirty people who walked with him this time, but only nine people were brought back, he didn't say a word, untied the storage ring and led the snow horse towards the other side of the river, Long Tu saw this and arranged for everyone to receive the limited food in an orderly manner, and he himself slowly followed.

Stepping through the shallow water and leading the snow horse to walk a stick of incense time, Feng Xingjun looked at the cloudy and looming Grand Canyon below and wanted to roar, but he didn't, he stroked the snow horse who had lost a lot of weight, and saw the tiredness in the latter's eyes and felt unspeakably sorry, this horse saved his life, it was originally the mount of the second disciple of the poison master but jumped out of battle and became his mount, remembering that he followed him to gallop across the field for a few months, but he didn't have a day of peace, and for the first time in his life, Feng Xingjun was full of disgust with war.

Xue Laima's snort pulled his thoughts back, and at this time Feng Xingjun noticed that Long Tu was coming, he sat on the ground very casually, poked his feet out of the edge of the cliff and said: "Uncle Long Tu, do you think we can really take everyone out alive?" We have rushed out more than ten times, not to mention the lives of hundreds of brothers, the road to this corpse ridge is still not clear, when will we find the direction to the City of Wind." ”

Long Tu also sighed, they naturally did not sit still, in fact, the decision to hunt for elite soldiers is just a purpose, and the more important thing is to find out their current location, as long as they return to the section of the corpse ridge they are familiar with, they can ask for help from the people of the City of Wind, before they planned to go to other cities a little farther away, and then overheard that Feng Xingtian had reorganized the three armies, and they thought of going directly to the City of Wind, but this corpse ridge is really big, a month ago they were first chased by Ji Pingchuan's ambush army, and then fell into the tide of corpses, in the process they had casualties, but also incorporated a lot of stragglers of the Fengjia army, and the overall number remained almost unchangedLater, I arrived here inexplicably, there was no way to enter the heavens and no door to the earth, and it was really difficult to move forward once the food was exhausted.