"Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~~~"

The tranquility of the human city, which had just quieted down, was once again shattered. The three long horn trumpets of the pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info came from the Southern Underworld, passed into the human city, and reached the ears of every mage and border guard!

"Is something wrong?"

"I don't know..."

"It seems to be a ...... from the Southern Underworld."

"What the hell are those corpse armor soldiers doing?"

…… The mages of the human world poured into the city, standing on tiptoe and looking out towards the southern underworld.

", it won't be that the Corpse Emperor is dead, the zombie clan is holding a state funeral......" Wang Yuanfang was also very curious, and followed Ye Dayang and them to the human city together.

"......" The Corpse Emperor is dead, how is it possible! Ye Dayang and the others glared at Wang Yuanfang angrily.

"What's going on?" The sound of this horn is so tragic that it feels like a big man has died!

"How do I know......" Ye Dayang said speechlessly. It was the first time he had heard such a trumpet. Moreover, before that, he didn't know that this zombie clan could blow the horn!

"Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~ ~"

Again, three long and tragic horn sounds came from the front camp of the corpse armor army, mixed with desolation, depression, unwillingness, and loneliness......

"Damn, it can't be a corpse armor soldier preparing to attack, right?" I don't know who said it, and suddenly the mages and border guards in the entire city became nervous. Some of the mages took out their magic weapons.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ye Dayang scolded angrily: "Who will attack and blow such a depressing horn!" I don't think the corpse soldier is attacking, but it looks like it's retreating......"

……

The front battalion of corpse armor.

"Ladies and gentlemen, are we really going back? Are we really going back like that? The Corpse Emperor did not sit on its dragon chair this time, but stood, looking down at the civil and military officials of the zombie clan.

Listen to the tragic and desolate horn sound outside, this is the horn of the zombie retreat. The last time it was blown was 500 years ago. At that time, the zombie clan was not in the world of magic and was surrounded and suppressed by human mages. The corpse armor soldiers, who suffered heavy casualties, had to retreat to the Southern Underworld to temporarily avoid the edge of the human mage.

Five hundred years have passed, and the zombie clan has been fighting hard for five hundred years, preparing for a counterattack on the world all the time. However, when the 200,000 elite soldiers of the zombie clan came to the city, they were not allowed to advance an inch. After being beaten and powerless, he could only retreat with infinite unwillingness.

"......" The civil and military officials of the zombie clan looked up at the corpse emperor, and soon lowered their heads again. Every zombie has a different look. There are helpless, unwilling, resentful, and depressed.

"Your Majesty......" Standing in the corner, the dark shadow glanced up at the corpse emperor, his mouth moved, but he didn't say anything after all.

The Shadow Gui is the generalissimo of the zombie clan, and he should have stood at the forefront of the generals' column. However, it has been too uncompetitive recently, and it no longer has the face to stand among the civil and military officials, so the dark and quiet stand in the corner with great interest.

"Your Majesty, the army of corpse armor has begun to retreat, and we should also hit the road!" Stygian walked in and knelt down on one knee in front of the Corpse Emperor.

"Are we really going back?" The Corpse Emperor looked at the roof of the tent... Uh, looking at the sky and muttering to yourself! Because after its Chinese army's dragon tent was burned by Wang Yuanfang's fire, its tent was topped by the sky. I don't know if I'm talking to myself or asking about it.

"Ah......" Shen Bing was stunned, it didn't expect the Corpse Emperor to ask like this. Didn't you give this order to retreat? Why are you still asking? However, Stygian is worthy of being a general, and it quickly reacted. It hugged its fists and said categorically: "Your Majesty, there is a way to keep the green mountains and not be afraid of no firewood!" Now that we have lost reinforcements and siege equipment, the city on earth can be described as impregnable. No matter how much we attack, we won't necessarily have much effect. So, we chose to retreat and rightly so......"

Shen Bing knew that now the Corpse Emperor was like a chicken rib attacking the human city, and he was reluctant to abandon it because of the tastelessness of food, so he could only entangle. Seeing that the Corpse Emperor didn't say anything, Shen Bing continued: "Let's temporarily retreat to the Southern Underworld, work hard, and straighten out the soldiers and horses. Give us fifty years, one hundred years, and then there will definitely be more high-level zombies in our zombie clan, and there will definitely be more elite soldiers, and then we will definitely be able to make a comeback and take down the human city in one fell swoop. ”

"We can afford it, because time will make us zombies stronger. But the human spell world can't, and as time goes by, they will definitely get weaker and weaker. Now that the world has entered the era of the end of the law, what human beings are pursuing is either money or power! Anyway, there aren't many people who concentrate on cultivation......"

"Well said!" The Corpse Emperor was boiled by the blood of the Immortal Bing, if it wasn't retreating, it would definitely kill the human city. Fight with the seven elders of the human magic world.

Reasonable, realistic. It seems that my vision is not wrong. The Corpse Emperor glanced at Styx with appreciation. It didn't expect that it would be able to unearth such a talent with a finger at that time. With the presence of the Dead C, the zombie clan corpse armor soldiers are not worried about the zombies to lead.

"Let's go back to the Southern Underworld!" With a wave of his hand, the Corpse Emperor took the lead in walking out of the tent. The civil and military officials followed the corpse emperor in turn, and followed it in the direction of the southern underworld. It's not how down-to-earth the corpse emperor is, but that its car was stacked with siege equipment before, and it was burned by Wang Yuanfang's fire. Therefore, the corpse emperor is also forced to walk, and it can fly for a while when it is tired!

"Ulla, Hades, yes, you're better than me!" Seeing that the civil and military officials were almost gone, and when it was about to raise its legs to keep up, it suddenly stood in the corner and came out of the inconspicuous Styx.

"Ula, see His Highness the Generalissimo of the Terracotta Warriors!" Seeing that it was the Darkness, the Stygian who had just stood up knelt down again.

"Get up!" Styx shook his head with a wry smile and lifted Stygian up from the ground. What kind of generalissimo is it now! If it weren't for the Corpse Emperor's busy retreating, he wouldn't have had time to deal with it. It didn't know how many times it had been slashed. Now it is a guilty body, and its status is probably not as good as that of a small soldier.

"Your Highness!" Stygian clenched his fists.

"You... Do a good job, the zombie clan will see you in the future! "The Shadow has a thousand words to say to the Styx, but when it comes to his mouth, he can't say a word. I don't know what to say anymore. Finally, it patted Styx on the shoulder and said a few words of encouragement.

He has military talent and knows how to be a man... Uh, know how to be a zombie. Such zombies have a bright future. I don't know how many thousands of times stronger than those two fools!

(Thank you for the book friend 2003 yesterday's 500 starting coins reward!) ）