In the hills, the wind is howling, the horses are galloping, and the people are running forward with all their might.

Behind him, the screams of killing continued, and the sonorous sound of swords intersecting rang out in bursts.

Blood, splattered and fell, sprinkled on the seemingly endless white snow, painting a bright red pattern of desperation.

However, these paintings painted with life are not visible or desirable to those who run forward, men and women, young and old.

No one dared to turn back, for fear that they would not be able to help but stay, and fight the enemy together with those strong men who resisted the footsteps of the enemy.

However, the inheritance of the torch of the ethnic group is more important.

The twelve clans, regardless of men, women, and children, all have a persistent idea, and they must not be like the three tribes that have long been erased in the long river of history, cut off the inheritance, and wipe out the whole clan.

Therefore, even if he left his horse to the sons and daughters behind him to resist the enemy, even if he couldn't bear to let them resist everything with tears, even if the blisters on the soles of his feet were worn out and bleeding, even if he was full of embarrassment and panic, no one stopped.

As long as you can live one is one!

Tears poured down the plackets of the clothes, but each one was more determined than the other.

All of them threw away the belongings they had originally carried on their bodies, and all of them traveled lightly, at most some of them carried the children and the elderly who were not able to move backwards, just to increase the speed of moving forward.

Because of this, everyone has a burst of remorse in their hearts.

If, when they set off from Dongmian Mountain, they began to move forward in this state and at this speed, would they not have encountered that group of pursuers at all?

However, no matter how much you regret it, it will not help, because time cannot be repeated.

When they walked out of Dongmian Mountain safely and came to that hilly land, no one expected that they would unexpectedly encounter thousands of pursuers.

Although there are tens of thousands of people in the twelve clans, the old, weak, sick and disabled also account for a certain proportion, and the real combat power can only be said to account for sixty-five of the total number.

However, the twelve clans did not relax their vigilance because their own combat power was greater than that of the other party, but because the other party's dress was inconsistent, they guessed that it was only a part of the chasing soldiers, and they had weak clansmen who needed to be protected, so they immediately decided and allocated half of their combat power to fight with them.

They believed that several times more combat power than the other party was enough to deal with all situations, and the others guarded those who did not have combat power in the clan, and fled in the direction of the Snow Ridge Mountain Range to prevent accidents.

The two sides agreed that after killing each other, their own resistors would catch up with them according to the code left by the people who were moving forward, and join them.

At that time, they were still glad that the other party's forces were scattered, and high-end combat power like the Immortal Alliance did not appear, however, the reality of the situation gave them a resounding slap in the face, making everyone feel hopeless.

In the past hundred years since they fled from the Northern Wilderness, except for the Mu clan, there has never been a time when they will be so tragic as this time.

Because, none of the people who were sent out for the first time caught up from behind, in other words, those people were unexpectedly wiped out.

This unexpected result made everyone's faces pale as snow, especially Mu Chengling, whose face was very ugly.

She fled with her little granddaughter on her back, and she couldn't help but look at Ye Zongcheng several times, with an unconcealable complaint in her eyes.

Among the half of the troops, people from all ethnic groups were sent out, but because of Ye Zongcheng, for some reason, he actually took care of everything, and Mao recommended himself to send almost all of the Mu clan's combat strength, including the Ye family's army.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still weak clansmen to protect, the Mu clan's combat power could be said to have been destroyed this time.

There is no one left, which means that their Mu clan, after the last catastrophe, is once again only left with the old, weak, sick and disabled!

This made Mu Chengling feel extremely uncomfortable, and more or less complained about Ye Zongcheng, but when he thought that his Ye family army was not left, he could only swallow the words of complaint.

Mu Chengling can only comfort herself, it doesn't matter, she can do it all over again, she didn't revitalize the Mu clan from the old, weak, sick and disabled state of the Mu clan back then, this time, it is still possible.

But the premise of all this is that they can completely escape this pursuit.

However, what comforted Mu Chengling a little was that the three sons did not follow, even if the worst situation occurred, the Mu clan could keep the inheritance of descendants, which can be said to be much luckier than other clans.

It's just that I'm sorry for my daughter, and her little five may not be able to go back.

Guilt made Mu Chengling bring An Mingyu to her side all the time, ready for it, if something happens to this child, there is only one possibility, the enemy stepped on her corpse.

I don't know if it was because it was too smooth before, and the luck was exhausted, but now everyone has completely entered a state of bad luck.

The fleeing people of the Twelve Clans encountered different pursuers again and again, and had to distribute their forces again and again.

And the result is the same, each time, although there is more combat power than the opponent, the whole army is still wiped out.

The rear is like a bottomless pit that devours life, no matter how many clansmen, no matter how many elites, there is no return.

Everyone can't care about being sad, they can only keep their sadness in their hearts, bury their heads and try to escape, and don't let the deceased die in vain.

Wei Chi Lao Zu and the other older generations with relatively strong combat power have always been in the ranks of the fugitives, and they have never made a move.

After all, they had received news that among the people who came to hunt them down were the people of the Immortal Alliance, and they were deeply afraid that encountering the other party would lead to the total annihilation of the whole clan, so these people were always preparing for encountering those people.

Once that happens, at that time, it's time for them to intervene and buy time for the rest of the clan to escape.

However, until now, I have not met those feared characters, and everyone has silently prayed in their hearts, don't be so unlucky, don't meet those strong people. As long as they were given some more time, they would be able to escape to the ancestral land of Tangtai, and there, there was a large array in Ye Zongcheng's mouth, which could completely hide their whereabouts.

They didn't know that An Mingyu aimed to integrate them like a plate of scattered sand, and aimed to train soldiers with real battlefield battles, so those high-end combat forces were temporarily led away according to her plan, and those who came here to meet them were all ordinary soldiers for the time being. The number of people they encountered was just right, enough for them to divide their combat strength to deal with it.

However, as time passed, it was time for her plans to put an end to it.

So, when the remaining people of the Twelve Clans finally approached the Snow Ridge Mountains, they found that God had not heard their prayers, and the god of luck did not favor them.

Blocking their path were enemies with extremely large aura and far outnumbered their own combat power.

The person at the head is like an immortal, although there are traces left by the years, but the extremely handsome face, the whole body is full of a high and high, the eyes are like seeing a group of ants, no emotion, flowing robes add a bit of style to its temperament.

The crowd instantly fell into deep despair.