"This king heard that someone in the tribe is rumoring that the Marquis of Wu Cheng has gone to the extremely dark land?"

A deep voice sounded in the cave, which was a "temporary tent" for the barbarian king.

There were no campfires, no lights, and the number of tall figures standing even made the entire cave seem a little cramped.

As the king of millions of people, the barbarian king's "big tent" is a little shabby.

The voice fell, and there was silence for a few breaths.

One of the burly black shadow urns replied angrily:

"Yes, king."

The barbarian alien king sat on a cold boulder and slowly opened his dark blue eyes:

"Zaye, how did this get to the tribal army?"

The cold wind was bleak, and the snow that flew into the cave made everything look cold and dark.

Spreading news to disturb the enemy's military spirit has been around for a long time, but with the current situation, it is obviously unrealistic for Da Yan to use flying demon beasts to "distribute leaflets", after all, no one can find it.

Zaye said in a deep voice:

"King, this news was brought back to the camp from the small group of wolf horsemen we sent to harass the Yan army."

"Take it back to the camp?" Hearing this, the Barbarian Alien King frowned slightly: "Zaye, this king remembers that I specially instructed you, don't let the wolf cavalry that went out to harass the Yan army return to the main formation, in case a high-level cultivator secretly follows behind the wolf cavalry returning to the camp, exposing the location of the army, everything will become empty talk!" ”

An army of hundreds of thousands is a huge number, but it is still like a drop in the ocean in the vast territory of Tianshui Continent.

The Barbarian King is confident that he can consume this Great Flame Frontier Army alive under this blizzard natural disaster.

But if you have pigs under your hand

Hearing this, Zaye fell to his knees and explained:

"Wang, it was not brought back to the camp directly, but revealed when the clansmen chatted with each other when the meat was being escorted and handed over."

When the barbarian king heard this, his voice carried a hint of anger:

"This king has stored meat in so many places in advance, why would someone in this formation go out to deliver food?"

The Great Flame firmly occupies the people, so they can only make the most of the time.

The Barbarian King is well aware of this.

Therefore, as early as when the elite of the imperial court went south, he had already made arrangements in advance.

Avoid its edge, swim without attacking.

Zaye subconsciously glanced at the burly barbarian beside him, but the next moment, the voice of the barbarian king came, a little cold:

"This king is here to recuperate from his wounds, and you take this king's command as a deaf ear?"

At the same time, the terrifying coercion on the barbarian alien king was released.

Several burly barbarians in the cave immediately fell to their knees when they received this breath.

Zaye took a deep breath, performed a barbarian etiquette, and said with a little difficulty:

"King, one of those wolf riders was wounded, and the people of the sacrificial tribe were entrusted to go and heal."

Hearing this, the barbarian alien king raised his one arm silently, rubbed his eyebrows with the hard cuticle of his fingertips, and his voice was cold:

"The heir of a tribal nobleman?"

"Hmm."

“.”

The words fell, and the cave was silent.

The barbarians are martial, and they can give up a series of burdens such as the elderly, the weak, and the disabled in cold blood for the sake of survival resources, but this does not mean that they do not have the concept of blood.

Ordinary people who are injured and do not heal will be given up enough military rations, but the heirs of the nobles will not.

Zaye is well aware of this, but he knows even more that the iron will of this "king" will not allow such exceptions to occur.

After the unification of the Holy Clan, all the clansmen in the clan judged their value by their contributions.

At the beginning, the king's heir was seriously injured in the battle array, and the dignity of his status could provide a large number of precious resources for rescue, but the king directly ordered to give up.

"His value is not enough to make the Holy Clan pay such a price, and returning his soul to the ancestral god is the best result for him."

At the beginning, the cold-blooded words sounded in his ears, and Zaye looked at the killing intent in the barbarian king's eyes with a little worry.

With the current situation, the Holy Race cannot withstand another purge.

And in the end, the killing intent in the eyes of the barbarian king turned into a long sigh, and his voice was a little tired:

"I want my offspring to exercise, but I am afraid that they will die. However, the top priority at the moment is not to hold accountable, but to immediately order this news to be blocked so that it must not disturb the morale of the military. ”

"Yes."

Hearing this, Zaye immediately responded and glanced sideways at a burly barbarian beside him.

Look at each other for a breath,

The burly barbarian saluted and walked briskly out of the cave.

The cave regains its silence,

Zaye looked at the barbarian king in front of him with a cloudy expression, saluted and asked:

"Wang, this news has spread in the Ministry of Misery and the royal court, I wonder if this news is true?"

The barbarian king's heart was as heavy as iron, but he still said indifferently on the surface:

"The Yan people want to disrupt the morale of our clan and force us to fight a decisive battle with them, so naturally we can't fall into their trap."

Hearing this,

As a brother who grew up with the barbarian king, Zaye seemed to understand something, was silent for a while, and suddenly said in a loud voice:

"Yiting, Gongxiong, you two go out first."

“.”

There was silence for a moment, and the other two barbarians also saluted and left.

For a time, only the barbarian king and Zaye were left in the cave.

Seeing this scene, the barbarian alien king's tone softened slightly, and his indifferent tone brought a hint of a smile:

"Zaye, if you want to catch up with the past, it's not too late to wait until the king's injuries heal?"

Zaye slowly got up and stared at the barbarian king:

"Wang, you know that I am a straight person, so I will ask directly."

“.”

The barbarian king's eyes froze, and then he sighed and spit out a word: "Ask." ”

Zaye's tone suppressed some emotion:

"That Marquis Wu Cheng of Great Yan. Did you really go to the Darkest Lands? ”

"It should be." The voice of the Barbarian King was very calm: "Otherwise, it is impossible for the Great Yan Army to send high-ranking powerhouses to block the two mountain ranges at any cost and prevent us from escaping north." ”

Zaye's heart trembled, and the barbarian's unique deep voice trembled slightly:

"King, the extremely dark land is full of millions of women and children of the Holy Clan."

"Zaye, calm down."

The Barbarian Alien King's blue eyes were very calm, and his tone carried a hint of relief: "The Extremely Black Land is vast and immense, how easy is it to find my Holy Clan's Holy City?" Moreover, the baggage that Marquis Wu Cheng was carrying should not be much, not enough for him to stay in the extremely dark land for a long time. ”

"But what if it falls?" Zaye clenched his fists, his hard squeak, "That's the Holy City." ”

Holy City.

After the unification of the barbarian kings, the city was built with looted materials over the years.

It's not too big, and it's not even as good as a county town in Dayan.

But it was a symbol of the establishment of the royal court, representing the transformation of the barbarians from a plate of scattered sand competing with each other for resources to a united external situation.

"Alright."

The Barbarian King looked at his old friend who had come all the way in front of him, and chuckled: "Zaye, do you think we should fight quickly?" Returning to the Holy City? ”

Zaye bowed his head and saluted:

"Wu Yuan has led 100,000 Great Yan elites to pursue us for more than a month, and now the army and horses are tired, and they are already extremely tired, if they attack, they will definitely be able to defeat them."

"Nope."

The Barbarian King didn't want to directly refuse this proposal, and said in a low voice: "Although this king doesn't know the reason, that Wu Yuan seems to be in a hurry, and he chased us in the blizzard so swaggeringly, almost pasting the four big words "come to attack me" on the door of his head. ”

Saying,

The Barbarian King stretched out his arms and stood up, supported by the boulder, and chuckled:

"She wants to bet with this king, bet on whether she can hold this king back before Zong Qingsheng returns."

Zaye took a deep breath and asked:

"Wang, why don't you gamble? Now we have won seven or eight times out of ten all the way south, but now that we are trapped in the territory of the Great Flame, the army's spirit has been shaken, and if we avoid the war like this, it may be difficult for the tribesmen to change their hearts to leave. ”

The barbarian king walked slowly to the entrance of the cave, his burly figure almost occupied the narrow hole, and raised his eyes to look at the endless white:

"The Holy Clan has come to this point largely because of the internal strife of the Great Yan Dynasty, and every big gamble of this king is based on their internal strife, Wu Yuan is so anxious to fight with this king, it should be related to the contradictions within their Great Yan."

"However, since the 300,000 border troops were defeated with the help of the intelligence of the high-ranking officials of the Prime Minister's Mansion, sometimes this king will wonder if the pace of our Holy Clan's southward movement is too fast."

"Too fast?"

"yes, it's fast." The Barbarian King repeated in a low voice.

Zaye hesitated: "King, didn't you say before that if you don't take this opportunity to go south, after a hundred years, my Holy Clan will no longer have the strength to compete with Great Yan?" ”

The Barbarian King glanced down at his only remaining arm and looked at the mysterious lines on the cuticle:

"No, what this king means is that we have miscalculated the contradictions between the Great Yan Royal Court and those so-called sects, and they are not as relaxed as they seem on the surface, on the contrary, it seems that they have reached the point of not dying, and 300,000 elites will be given as gifts."

Speaking of which,

The barbarian alien king standing at the entrance of the cave sighed: "If this king could have seen this earlier, maybe the time for the Holy Clan to go south would have been much later, and there would have been much less hindrance at that time, and there would not be such a big risk." ”

The Barbarian King slowly turned his eyes, looked at Zaye behind his side eyes, and whispered:

"Zaye, your suggestion was right at the beginning, when the Beifeng Army and the Black Scale Army go north, we should retreat bravely and return to the Extremely Black Land to digest the results of the past few years."

"Great Yan is in civil strife, and my Holy Clan is recuperating, and when their Great Yan is weakened due to civil strife, it should be much easier for the Holy Clan to go south again.

"It's even easier than with the help of this blizzard."

“.”

Zaye's eyes were a little complicated: "King, if Da Yan didn't have the Heavenly Elephant Armament, it would be impossible for your decision to make the Holy Clan fail. ”

The barbarian king noticed his gaze and said helplessly:

"Shi is also fate, it's too late to say these things now, this king overestimates himself too much, and he also believes too much in his judgment of the entire overall situation, now that our Holy Clan's retreat has been blocked, we can only wait, wait for Wu Yuan's eager upheaval to happen, and wait for the opportunity to move."

Zaye looked at the familiar friend in front of him, was silent for a long time in the wind and snow, and said in a low voice:

"I see, King."

At this time, the barbarian king suddenly chuckled again, and his deep voice was pretending to be relaxed:

"Your worries can be understood by this king, the Marquis of Wu Cheng of Great Yan is indeed a character, but isn't there still Erji in the Extremely Black Land? He's the smartest of the three of us, and even if Marquis Wu Cheng really finds the Holy City, he will find a way to evacuate the people in the Holy City.

"As long as the people keep it, the holy city is just a city that can be rebuilt."

The extremely dark place, at a glance, is an endless darkness, there is not the slightest light here, and the darkness here seems to be eternal.

However, at this moment, the divine light that flashed in the Great Yan Army's array almost illuminated half of the sky.

A rather majestic city stood in the canyon, like a child stripped of his clothes under the Great Yan Army.

The sound of fighting and screaming came one after another, and the city was in chaos, and the corpses of countless barbarians were piled up.

Unlike the burly barbarians, the corpses here are somewhat short, and most of them have not even grown cuticles to keep out the cold.

The barbarians are martial, and adult barbarian women also have the power to fight,

At the time of the city's destruction, under the organization of the remaining generals, the army temporarily organized by the barbarians evacuated towards the outside of the city in an orderly manner.

However, the release of the cloud qi bullet had already dispersed the surrounding snow clouds, and there was no snow fog to cover it, and the white-armored heavy cavalry belonging to the Beifeng Army was like the sickle of death, slashing at their fleeing troops one after another.

“.”

Since attacking the city, Niu Yeqing didn't know how many barbarians he had killed.

Unlike the civil war he had experienced in the counterinsurgency, he did not need to distinguish between civilians and soldiers after entering the city, and he could slash through it with a single knife as long as he saw something moving.

It was an unequal slaughter.

Kill.

Kill.

Kill.

The spirit knife in his hand had been curled, and the black blood stained on the white armor was particularly conspicuous, and when he came back to his senses, as far as his eyes could see, the city was already full of corpses.

Niu Yeqing wandered silently through the streets of the city, except for his comrades who were carrying out the sweeping order, there were basically no living creatures around the streets.

But that's just the beginning.

Hou Ye's order was to slaughter the city without leaving a living mouth.

"Bang!"

Together with the four comrades in the same army, he broke through the unique architectural style of the barbarian snow house, and Niu Yeqing's eyes immediately stayed on the two barbarians in the house.

A barbarian woman, a barbarian child, hugging each other and shivering.

These two barbarians should be mother and son

Niu Yeqing thought so, and with the four comrades beside him, he pulled out the saber that had been curled.

But at this point,

The barbarian woman, who was still trembling, suddenly threw the barbarian child out of the window, shouted a few barbarian words that they didn't understand, and then rushed directly at them.

The barbarians were very tall, and women were no exception, about twice as tall as their burly human men.

If it were ordinary people, they would not be the opponents of these barbarians at all, but unfortunately, they were cultivators.

"Poof!"

With the tacit understanding of several flashes of knife, the woman's tall figure has become a corpse, but her eyes are fixed on the direction where the child left.

Looking at the corpses of barbarian women, one of them asked with some hesitation:

"Li Tou, that kid shouldn't be in danger, do you want to chase it?"

Li Tou glanced at her, and his voice was cold:

"Chase, the cubs of the barbarians have grown up, and I don't know how many of my people will be killed."

“.”

Hearing this, the faces of several people had different expressions, some pity, some sighed, some were helpless, and some were excited, but no one spoke to dissuade them.

There was a short silence, and they all chased after the outside of the house.

As soon as I got out of the house,

"Hum—"

With a sword light, the five of them saw that the barbarian child had been split in two, and their eyes were full of fear.

The man who drew the knife put it into its sheath and saluted respectfully to the old man wearing the armor of the boss beside him:

"Master Hou, this city has been slaughtered, will it continue?"

Calmly watching the child die, the old man closed his eyes and breathed a few breaths, as if sensing something, opened his eyes again, and said indifferently:

"There are only 300,000 in this city, and the number of barbarians is definitely not more than these, collect the supplies, and continue to go north."

(End of chapter)