"General Ling, our men and horses have been fully equipped." The barracks of the soldiers in the northwest are brightly lit, and the entire ice and snow plain is lit up. There are also many magic artifacts, which were repatriated by the soldiers of the Northwest Battalion several times to the original camp of the Master of the Gandao Temple.

There are less than twenty remaining mages, and there are only five disciples left in the Qiandao Temple, all of whom are depressed and embarrassed, and their eyes are shining when they see those magic weapons in the past, dreaming that they can one day have such a magic weapon, but now, when they don't see a familiar magic weapon, they think of the tragic fire that day and the tragic death of their brothers and sisters.

Those magic weapons were like a mirror, making them soberly realize that even the mages of the Qiandao Temple were low in magic and incompetence, and their martial arts were so powerful that the evil magic of the ghosts and spirits was almost wiped out.

Master Lingyi died, and the twelve famous brothers under the seat of the Qiandao Temple were all killed, and the rest were only a few people who survived secretly, and these eighteen people were huddled in a tent, and no one spoke, like quails, huddled there, without speaking, without eating or drinking, without any life.

The people of the Northwest Battalion can't take care of them at this time, there are more important things, first of all, it is more important to strengthen the defense of the entire camp and ensure the safety of all the soldiers in the Northwest Battalion. Ju Daren led people to re-lay a lot of stitches around the northwest camp position, and at the same time sent a lot of posts to observe the surrounding environment at any time.

At night, there was silence all around, and just when everyone had spent a tense day and was about to let down their guard, thinking that the people in the ghost gully had left, a puff of black smoke suddenly sneaked silently in the direction of the northwest camp.

Under the moonlight, the black shadow was very fast, and under the black shadow, dozens of black figures also rushed towards the direction of the northwest camp at great speed.

The sentries of the northwest battalion found these people for the first time, and they were shocked, but there were only a dozen people, so that they were a little unsure of paying attention, and the sentries rang the gong for the first time, followed by the whole camp, and immediately entered a state of emergency.

General Ling didn't sleep at all, and when he opened the curtain of the camp tent, he saw soldiers hurrying to the camp gate. Bao Xing and Zhu Ping hurried over.

"There is a situation—" Bao Xing said hurriedly, and the general didn't say a word, and went directly towards the gate of the camp.

Ju Nanyi immediately followed, only to see that all the soldiers in the camp were nervous and orderly, busy but not chaotic, and looked around again, and there was no sign of the destruction of the stitch technique.

"General, there are only a dozen people on the other side." Immediately, a soldier hurriedly came to report, which made the general frown, a little puzzled, and sure enough, he saw more than ten people rushing towards the direction of their camp at great speed, in a strange posture, as if there was a fierce beast chasing after him.

"Pass the order down and hold your ground." The general was not careless, and the order was passed down as soon as possible.

"Zhu Ping, do you see anything weird?" General Ling's second sentence was to ask Zhu Ping, Zhu Ping glanced around, and was about to speak, when he suddenly took a step back and immediately pointed into the air.

"General, look, quick, quickly set up the formation." Zhu Ping shouted, and the soldiers around him moved quickly, and the net-like magic weapon was almost the same as that in Ju Nan's team.

Ju Nanyi also immediately saw that those shadows appeared in the air, and these were the shadows of the moonlight, and it was those ghosts that had appeared in Zhengdu.

"My lord, it's a ghost." Yu Yuan shouted.

"Ju Daren, it is indeed a ghost." Zhu Ping also said, it was not the first time they had encountered ghosts at the border, and in the sword pine forest, there were also wandering ghosts, rampage. But these ghosts are clearly driven.

"It's a ghostly man." Zhu Ping immediately shouted again, his expression had become much more nervous, because he found more ghosts, and immediately understood that these ghosts were driven by people, and if there were a few figures on the ground, there would be as many ghosts in the air.

Suddenly, everyone became nervous. Ju Nanyi also vaguely guessed that these people were controlling the ghosts in the air. They had also encountered one in Zhengdu, and it was much more powerful than those uncontrolled ghosts.

"Yu Yuan, get ready." Ju Nanyi said in a deep voice, taking the initiative to speak, naturally understanding that the matter was more critical than they expected.

But the first thing that came to Ju Nanyi's mind was why these things would find the Northwest Battalion.

Ju Nanyi clearly remembered that in his previous life, he took over the power of the Northwest Battalion a little later than now, and even when he met General Ling, most of their troops had been reduced and they were embarrassed. In his previous life, General Ling only said that the Marquis of Zhenbei suddenly rebelled, stabbed him in the back, and sinisterly and cunningly killed General Ling's soldiers. When Ju Nanyi fled back with the remaining soldiers of the Northwest Battalion, the Marquis of Zhenbei led people to chase and kill them all the way, and they worked hard to return to Zhengdu.

Since then, Zheng Du has had these ghosts, and in the impression of Ju Nanyi in the previous life, only these ghosts, and the final chaotic battle with the Gandao Temple, it was then that Ju Nanyi knew about the prophecy.

"They're coming—" Zhu Ping shouted, and Ju Nanyi suddenly pulled back his thoughts, could it be that at the beginning, Zhenbei Hou had already colluded with the forces of the Ghost Spirit Gully?

"Send someone to leave from the rear camp and ask for help from the north camp." General Ling spoke again, this order made Ju Nanyi slightly stunned, General Ling is a righteous gentleman, and at this time he did not suspect that the Marquis of Zhenbei would rebel, at most he was at odds with them.

Ju Nanyi slowly guessed what would happen next, so it was only later that General Ling said that the Zhenbei Marquis rebelled. But now, even if he says it, I'm afraid General Ling won't believe it.

"Soldiers, don't act rashly—" Zhu Ping stared at the black shadow above his head, which was faintly visible, and could only be projected in the moonlight reflected in the white light of ice and snow.

However, in an instant, when the ghost rushed to the front of the camp, a string of flames had already rushed into the air, and the ghost suddenly appeared clearly in everyone's sight, hideous and terrifying, making a terrifying scream, and the flames immediately ignited the edge of the ghost, and the arms like wings, and suddenly the fire struggled and flew in the air.

When Zhu Ping saw this, he immediately burst out laughing.

"Grandma's, come on, taste Lao Tzu's fire array-" In mid-air, two ghosts were trapped by the fire, struggling and flickering in mid-air, while the other ghosts immediately stopped, stopped ten meters away from the camp, and more than ten figures on the snow also stopped, standing in the snow, motionless, looking at the direction of the camp, making people hairy.

"Why don't you move?" Yu Yuan asked suspiciously, but before he could wait for an answer, another group of people approached quickly in the dark, and just now their attention was on the more than ten people who appeared first, and they didn't notice that there were people behind them at all.

(End of chapter)