Zhengyuan Dalu calendar, Tianshui Empire 3,516 years, early winter.

As soon as the early winter arrived, the Northern Wilderness ushered in an unexpected heavy snowfall early. The snow fell very suddenly, not as subtle as the snow at the beginning of the previous year, but much more violently than the heavy snow in the depths of winter. Snowflakes fell from the dark and dreary sky like butterflies, paving the earth in a silvery hue.

Looking down from the sky, a procession of long black snakes spread out in the vast wilderness, leaving a criss-crossing trail along the way, adding a discordant sadness to the snow white of heaven and earth.

The wind blows and the snow flies thousands of miles, and the three watches are whining on the window paper. It's a pity that the thin window paper has now become a luxury, and some are just a team of groups of families that can't escape, marching in the direction of the Tianshui Empire. Some people, tormented by hunger and cold, seem to have long lost hope of living, so they squat on the snow next to the line with blank eyes, or because they have watched their relatives leave one by one along the way, their hearts have died, and they have lost the confidence to live. There are also some people, walking and walking, is planted in the snow, no matter what the reason, someone accompanied, afraid that it will be difficult to live, no one to accompany them, can only be buried by the wind and snow, after many years, leaving a pile of dry bones, and the bitterness that has been forgotten.

Along the way, all kinds of life.

The same escape, different long snake team, inevitably the elderly and children frozen to death or starved to death in the wild, leaving women and children to cry bitterly, but the crowd passed, looking at the scene that was not annoying all the way, everyone reacted in the same way, that is, to continue to walk forward. People who have long been numb. Look at the seemingly endless snowfields in the distance. There was a desolation in his eyes. Those who still had some sympathy only looked twice, and let a small sigh be blown away by a fierce wind like a knife. In this kind of escape, no one knows whether they can survive by chance, only to rush silently, and the only thing left in the atmosphere is the creaking sound of the snow on the ground being trampled.

Silence carries the weight of life, because sometimes life is even less fragile than a snowflake scattered in the air. And the more life comes to a fragile time. People will have the strength beyond their potential, thousands of miles away, heavy snowfall, bitter cold, and food shortages still cannot break the instinct to survive. When you are alive, you look forward to living better, and when you can't live, you are glad to be alive.

Since the all-out war in the Northern Wilderness, with the elongation of the confrontation front, some remote and small countries near the Tianshui Empire have been removed. Of the nearly 100 vassal states, only 12 out of 10 remain. Even so, it is inevitable that the eyes will be full of devastation, and the mountains and rivers will be broken. If the country is not a country, how can there be a people?

It no longer matters whether such a catastrophe is the beginning of a person's selfish desires or merely the beginning of a conspiracy. And the millions or even tens of millions of innocent Holy Spirits who are implicated are not evil, and whoever wins is the one who holds the truth. Because history will never care about those sentient beings who are like ants, and those who can leave their names will always be the only people, whether it is the hero who saved the common people or the evil and bloody devil.

Three years and two months after the start of the war, the tide of the war has been reversed several times, and every time the two sides think that the victory is in their hands, there is a very contrasting gap, of course, every gap is accompanied by countless blood to infect the earth. In the first year, the anti-evil alliance had the upper hand, and even several large-scale counteroffensives almost forced the evil master family out of the Northern Wilderness and retreated all the way to the border of the Hengfeng Empire. However, in order to survive, sometimes it is not just crazy, but has reached the point where it will cost anything.

In terms of overall strength, the Evil Master Family was transferred by the Evil Kun to approach a hundred top powerhouses, and with the birth of the Star Clan and the Yang Clan, it did have a certain advantage in the high-level powerhouses. However, this does not mean that the evil master family will be captured, on the contrary, because of careful planning, the high-level powerhouses on the evil master's side have sufficient evil power stored in their bodies, plus they have one or several blood beasts in their hands, once the fight starts, even if the other party wins, they will definitely have to pay a heavy price, which can be described as injuring a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred.

Therefore, after really surviving for a year, the scale of superiority began to gradually reverse. It's not for any other reason, but in the past wars, the evil master family has the ability that an orthodox illusionist needs to look up to, because they can fight to raise the war, capture the hard-damaged demonic beasts or illusionists, and constantly refine them into new blood beasts and blood golems. The living people have more or less distracting thoughts, but these monsters don't, they have no soul, no pain, when fighting, whenever they fall into a desperate situation, they can blow up their bodies in a single thought, that kind of tragic battle mode, so that the alliance pays a painful price that cannot be avoided again and again, and has to be accepted.

The incandescent battle lasted for more than a year, and the Evil Master family was not afraid to die in the face of adversity, and the strength of the opponent was consumed. The situation remained in May this year, and as soon as the defensive position was reversed, a vigorous all-out counteroffensive began, and in less than seven months, the front had been forced back to the northern wilderness, and even some areas had begun to really affect the interior. However, the main confrontation forces between the two sides are still concentrated in the Thousand Ghost Mountain, Panlang Stream, and Bailizhang Linhai leading to the Zhengyuan Dalu hub. Because as long as these three points are broken in one place, the evil master family can carry a large number of masters to drive straight into the interior of Dalu, and then, as every time before, show a small scatter, slaughtering cities and villages, and a large group of targeted batches to kill the lair of the main opposing force.

Just imagine, the Anti-Evil Alliance is originally composed of thousands of forces united together, once the evil master family enters the Zhengyuan Dalu and targets the stronger families to carry out a destructive attack, it is impossible for anyone to be able to stabilize it. In this way, even if it is clear that the other party is playing a pervasive scheme, there will inevitably be many forces that have to withdraw from the Hui clan in order to protect their clans and foundations, and then the so-called alliance will fall apart, showing a passive situation of fighting for each other. As early as 10,000 years ago, in the previous wars, Xie Kun was holding on to this point, so whenever the battle started, he would always tear a gap at any cost, and form a strong team to divert activities in various places, with the purpose of breaking the opponent's will to fight. Time-tested.

Night falls. The snowflakes are still like scattered flowers. Silently sprinkled from the air.

At six o'clock in the evening, the sky was covered in darkness because of the dense snowflakes in the sky. The hundred-mile forest sea in the Northern Wilderness, overlooking from a high altitude, hazy smoke rises through the snow curtain, and a large number of dents connected by the fallen trees are like the irreparable scars on the body of the forest sea, revealing an unspeakable tragedy. The forest sea is an extension of the wild ancient forest in the open sea wasteland. Like a knife cut, there is a world of its own in the rolling mountains, and the forest is hundreds of feet deep, sandwiched by huge mountain streams about 1,000 feet high on both sides, and the view is open.

In the direction of the exit of Linhai, more than 100 tents are stationed in a circle of more than 200 zhang on a snowy clearing full of mud. The figures were crowded, and there was a heavy splash of snow in the walk, and everyone's face could not hide the heaviness, except for the people who came and went and were busy with their own things. There was no one talking too much nonsense, and the atmosphere was very depressing because it was too heavy.

In the camp. A huge snow-colored tent with a radius of three feet looks a little outstanding, and the faint candlelight flickers through the tent, and it can be vaguely seen that the figures walking around the camp will glance at the tent from time to time. It seems that this camp tent is the backbone of the entire Northern Wilderness front, as long as they are still there, the evil master family will be stopped in the Northern Wilderness, and they will not want to enter the Zhengyuan dalu for a single cent.

Inside the tent, the charcoal basins placed in the four corners have been extinguished, leaving only a basin of withered white ashes. Perhaps, even if there is a charcoal fire, it is difficult to get rid of the coldness that has accumulated in the heart. A temporary wooden table carved from wood cut from Bailizhang Linhai occupies almost 80% of the area of the camp tent, the wooden table is round, surrounded by stools, and there is a simple sand table on the table, which looks very consistent with the nearby terrain of Bailizhang Linhai.

At this moment, the round table in the tent was full, and there were even a dozen people standing on the side without seats. The candles lit on the table set off the faces around them a little gloomy, and the atmosphere was so silent that people felt a little sluggish in breathing.

After three years of bloody battles, the familiar smiling faces around him in the past may have turned into dry bones now, buried in an unknown corner of the Northern Wilderness. Due to the tension of the war, more than half of the people killed in the war did not even have time to place a simple tombstone, or even if they wanted to be buried, they could not find even a trace of the relics of the other party.

Around the round table, there were six old men sitting at the head, and the two in the center were Yang Yigen and Shui Chen, whose faces could not be concealed. Between the silences, all eyes were staring at the sand table on the table, some people had their mouths tightly pursed, some people dragged their chins in contemplation, and many people kept their eyes flashing with light and dimness, as if they were struggling with something. The only thing that is the same is that the clothes on the bodies of these strong people present are all infected with bloodstains, and even some people look like Yaksha who has walked out of the sea of blood at a glance, not that they don't change their clothes, but that if they change at this time, they may be re-dyed red by blood the next moment. Therefore, the heavy bloody atmosphere in the tent combined with the quiet atmosphere made the atmosphere quite gloomy and weird.

"Hey"

Finally, retracting his gaze from the sand table on the table, he closed his eyes deeply, and Yang Yigen and Shui Chen sighed heavily almost at the same time. The situation has changed from an advantageous offensive to an evenly matched confrontation, and now to the opponent's counterattack, every step is accompanied by countless thrilling bloody battles.

"Even though 10,000 don't want to admit it, we have to face reality. Both sides are exhausted to the extreme, and the Thousand Ghost Mountain and Panwolf Stream are full of mountain streams and cliffs because of the complex terrain. The evil master family wants to choose one of them as a breakthrough, if they choose these two places, once they fight with the help of the terrain, I am afraid that if they want to divide the result, time will have to drag on indefinitely. ”

Lowering his head slightly, Yang Yigen said with a vicissitudes on his face: "It's been three and a half years, and the evil master family has suffered many losses, although they know that they will have to go through a hard-fought and endless battle, but this time they will still finally set the breakthrough in the relatively open terrain of Baili Zhanglinhai, and they must have the determination to fight to the death." And we have already drawn the other two breakthroughs to the limit of the strong people who can withdraw, and now after five battles, even if all the remaining people and horses are exhausted, I am afraid it will be difficult to support them for another two months!"

"Now, let's not be restrained, let's talk about our own opinions!" (to be continued......)