Chapter 964: Midwinter: Nightmare

In the following month, the Yun army, under the leadership of the Water Yama King, concocted the same method and kept attacking the gathering place of the evil army. They only attack but not defend, once they capture a city, they will never stop, using the super teleportation array to attack the next base area as quickly as possible, and play the evil army around.

They only took the city and then gave up, and when they gave up, the evil army took possession. Although there are not many evil creatures hunted each time, ranging from a few thousand to tens of thousands, after such frequent attacks, the evil army has been crippled.

In Leng Qianqiu's hands, war is a conspiracy. However, in Liu Beishui's hands, war has become art. He has brought the tactics handed down by the ancients to the point of reaching the pinnacle, as long as the Cloud Turning Jiao can flexibly use the tactics he has formulated, the evil army will not be their opponent at all.

A month later, the evil army was broken inside.

After this repeated torture, they were left with less than 20,000 troops. And the Yun clan had more than seventy-five thousand left. The evil army is exhausted, and although the Yun army is tired, they are all high-spirited. In the end, the evil army no longer had the ability to defend so many commanding heights, so they gave up the nine giant peaks, and only shrank to the highest peak among the mountains, that is, the No. 1 peak, and did not dare to come out again, and the previous arrogance was completely extinguished.

However, the hundred-legged insect dies and does not stiffen. Even the always calm Cloud Turning Jiao was carried away by the invincible victories along the way. In his opinion, the evil army of less than 20,000 people left would definitely not be able to withstand his constant attacks. Therefore, after resting for more than ten days, he led his entire army and launched a general attack on the No. 1 peak.

However, what he didn't expect was that a huge trap awaited them.

Although the evil army was killed by more than 70,000, they still retained more than 20,000 elites, all of whom were evil creatures above the fifth order. After a period of stubborn resistance, the evil army was finally defeated. However, a huge hole was created in the city, and countless evil armies erupted like a volcano. There were hundreds of thousands of them, almost drowning the Yun army.

Turning Yunjiao was horrified to find that he had fallen into a trick and was so frightened that he almost collapsed, and in the end, he reacted in time, and led the Yun army at all costs, fought his way out of the encirclement, and fled back to the desert in embarrassment.

He can't afford to lose, he absolutely can't afford to lose! The entire human world is tied to this battle, and once they are finished, the world will fall completely.

Later, they escaped from pursuit, fled back to the desert, recounted the army, and found that they had lost more than 30,000 spirit warriors or spirit beasts. The army was instantly weakened in half. In addition to the horror, there was endless anger, and the whole army hated Leng Qianqiu extremely much.

They got it. There were more than 100,000 evil armies at all, and according to the encirclement and suppression that night, they conservatively estimated that there were at least 300,000 troops, plus the 70,000 or 80,000 who had been slaughtered and burned before. In other words, their total strength should be around 500,000!

After suffering a heavy setback, the Yun army, from top to bottom, almost fell into despair. This desperation spread rapidly, and the morale of the army was at its lowest point. What's even more terrifying is that the evil army began to come out of the nest in a big way, surrounding the entire desert, not attacking immediately, but constantly gathering strength.

The encirclement and suppression army has always been accumulating, and as the months passed, they went from more than 300,000 to more than 400,000, then to more than 500,000, and finally to 600,000. Although the strength of these armies is not high, mostly around the fourth order, but as they increase like weeds, this also puts great pressure on everyone.

Like a rising tide, these tens of thousands of Yun Clan's army in the desert are like small islands, and they are about to be annihilated.

No one could have imagined what was going on. However, they were facing annihilation, and even the most calm Cloud Turning Jiao almost collapsed.

this day.

Snow is falling, and withered trees appear in the mountains.

The war has been going on for nearly nine months, and it is the middle of winter. During this period, dozens of large and small battles broke out between the two sides, from the invincible Yun army, to being defeated by the evil army in one fell swoop, and finally surrounded, like a turtle in an urn.

Seeing that the evil army had broken through 600,000 and grown to 700,000, the Yun Clan's army, which was surrounded in the desert, had no idea of fighting at all.

It all turned out to be even more nightmarish, unexpected, and terrifying for months.

On the ground, in the withered and dead woods, on the ground covered with snow, stretched out a thick vine, which turned its head cautiously like a dragon snake to look around, and did not find any movement, before opening its big mouth and spitting out three figures.

Xiaobai, Burning Sky Crocodile, and Gru, they once again secretly absconded to find out the news, hoping to find an opportunity to break through. They didn't give up, no matter how hard it was, they wouldn't give up. For if they fall, the human world will be finished.

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There was no wind, fine snowflakes were flying on Zizhu Island, the waterfall had been frozen into ice, and the spiritual curtain above presented everything in the battlefield in front of everyone.

The pinnacles of hell and the human world sat at the table for a long time, and at this time, everyone was stained with snow.

Suddenly, the Golden Dragon King sneezed and said embarrassedly: "Urine can be excreted through the aura, damn it, the shit is in the intestines, and it is about to grow into stones!"

It can be said that this is the most absurd battle in history, not to mention the pinnacles of the human world, the lords on the other side of hell are almost unable to sit still.

However, everyone knows that the final result is not far away.

Liu Beishui lost weight, and the whole person looked extremely tired. His face was pale, staring at Gru and the others who were walking in the dead forest in the spirit curtain, his eyes were bloodshot, like a demon, and he kept muttering something.

"Gru, it's all up to you. The only chance is in your hands!" "After nine months of suffering, Liu Beishui is on the verge of collapse. He kept praying in his heart that the only one who could save the Yun army at this time was Gru.

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"Lu. ”

Suddenly, Gru let out a deep voice and stopped.

The hearts of Xiaobai and the Burning Sky Crocodile are as withered as the dead wood right now. At first, Gru's behavior didn't attract their attention, but they stopped to look at it when they were annoyed by the sound of "doo" tapping behind them.

Glaud slowly tapped the dead trees, one after the other, each making a hollow sound. Its eyes were filled with grief, and at last, it stopped tapping and looked at the countless old dead trees among the mountains, tears welling up in its eyes.

"What did you find?" asked Xiaobai.

Gru didn't answer them, he leaned down his big body, pressed his ears to the ground, closed his eyes, and listened quietly.

For a long time, all the sounds around him were hidden, but Gru heard the sound of throbbing. In the darkness, it was as if a heart grew from the depths of the earth, and that heart released a mysterious rhythm of life, echoing in Gru's soul one by one......