Up and down the White Horse Camp, all those who could move climbed to the highest peak on the eastern mountain.

Everyone was silent.

Northern.

Countless corpse soldiers gathered into a black wave, which was sweeping from north to south.

The number is too numerous to count.

The black tide swept around, and the corpses were surging to the sky, forming a continuous corpse cloud for ten miles, covering the sky and the sun.

This is the main force of the enemy army!

The corpse soldiers who were completely annihilated by the White Horse Battalion before were just forwards.

"Could it be that I'm Zhao Que just using it for myself......"

Seeing the tide of corpses slowly approaching, Zhao Que, who had always been extremely confident, couldn't help but waver.

Last time.

In the face of 20,000 enemy troops, he relied on the advantages of natural dangers, coupled with the unity of the White Horse Battalion, and fought bravely to kill the enemy, so that he won the final victory with less and more with the weak.

But this time.

The number of enemy troops has increased several times, and what is even more terrifying is that the existence of the corpse general level is only afraid to exceed ten!

It was so hard last time.

This time, what will they do to guard?

I'm afraid it only takes one turn for the enemy to level this valley and slaughter everyone.

Zhao Que's eyes swept over the familiar faces around him, this white horse camp was built by him with great difficulty, should he be buried here with his own hands?

I'm so unwilling!

Zhao Que's right hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and the self-blame and unwillingness in his heart were like a poisonous snake biting his heart.

Then.

Shi Chang Jiang Yuan walked to his side and said with a heavy face: "General, while the enemy army has not yet surrounded here, let's quickly retreat." ”

"It's too late."

Zhao Que smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Since the day before yesterday, a large number of ice giant wolves have come from outside the valley, and our war horses can't outrun these beasts who are good at running. ”

When Jiang Yuan heard this, his expression became even more gloomy.

To break out is to die.

To continue to stay here is also to die.

Could it be that the remaining seventy-eight soldiers of the White Horse Battalion have no way to live?

"Brother-in-law."

After Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment, he suddenly changed his name to Zhao Que.

Jiang Yuan and Zhao Que not only knew each other since childhood, the two were like brothers, Jiang Yuan's sister also married Zhao Que as his wife, so he called Zhao Que his brother-in-law.

In the army, Jiang Yuan only called General Zhao Que so as not to be gossiped about.

At this time, he called Zhao Que's brother-in-law, obviously not as a subordinate, but as a brother-in-law, to talk to Zhao Que.

"The second sister is pregnant, brother-in-law, you can't die here."

Jiang Yuan lowered his voice and said: "If the situation is not good, brother-in-law don't care so much, and rush out on a white horse......"

"Needless to say."

Zhao Que interrupted him and said categorically: "Ben will swear to live and die with the White Horse Battalion!" ”

"Ugh."

Jiang Yuan, who knew that Zhao Que was a person, no longer persuaded him, but just sighed heavily.

An hour later.

The main forces of the enemy army were already less than ten miles from the valley.

Black clouds crush the city.

The corpse cloud that covered the sky and the sun swept in, and the blood was rolling, like an invisible demon god, overlooking the world.

The war horses in the valley all foamed at the mouth, and feces and urine flowed everywhere. The soldiers of the White Horse Battalion were also not having a good time, or vomiting incessantly, or dizziness and tinnitus, all of which were negatively affected.

"Zhang Sanlang, aren't you uncomfortable?"

Looking at Zhang Qi, who was like no one, Wang Changxin gasped and said, "I'm almost out of breath." ”

Zhang Qi said: "The body is not uncomfortable, but it smells a little." ”

As the corpse cloud in the sky got closer and closer, the smell of corpses in the air became thicker and thicker.

"You're a monster."

Wang Changxin said, and suddenly said with some sadness: "Zhang Sanlang, do you think we can go back alive?" ”

"I don't know."

Zhang Qi shook his head and glanced at Zhao Que in the distance.

It was this man who led the White Horse Battalion to create a miracle and achieve an unprecedented victory, and it was this man who put the White Horse Battalion in a desperate situation.

Good general? Vulgar?

Zhang Qi didn't want to comment on whether Zhao Que was miscommanding, he was just thinking about what he would do if he commanded the White Horse Battalion......

Chirp! Chirp!

At this moment, several loud eagle calls suddenly came from overhead.

Zhang Qi and the others looked up.

I saw that three huge black eagles were soaring from the south, sweeping over the valley like a gust of wind.

"It's a black-feathered eagle!"

Seeing the three black giant eagles flying over the enemy, Zhao Que was first shocked, and then a touch of excitement appeared on his pale face.

He drew his sword, held it high in his hand, and said loudly, "Reinforcements are coming!" ”

"Reinforcements?"

"Where are the reinforcements, why didn't I see them."

"The general said that if there are reinforcements, there must be reinforcements, haha, we have been saved."

Hearing Zhao Que's words, everyone's hearts were greatly boosted.

After hovering over the enemy for a while, the three black giant eagles turned around and flew south, disappearing in front of everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, the enemy was already in the city.

100,000 corpse soldiers, as far as the eye can see.

In the midst of the army, there were three quaint bronze chariots, pulled by several exotic beasts.

On each bronze chariot sat a monster with a sheep's head and a human body, about the size of an ordinary person, dressed in a black human skin robe, and a hideous human face on a white sheep's head......

It is the demon of the ghost country recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas - the corpse sheep.

All three of them had goatees, and the longer the beard, the higher the status. The corpse sheep at the head not only had the longest beard, but was also the only one with horns on its head.

Obviously, this is a bull sheep.

He stood on the bronze chariot, looking at the small valley in front of him, and his dim eyes flashed with a fierce light.

It was this small valley in front of him that caused him to lose 20,000 troops and three corpse generals.

Thousands of troops are easy to obtain, but one general is hard to find.

For the corpse sheep clan, as long as they can get human corpses, there are as many corpse soldiers as they want.

But the corpse will be different.

Every time a corpse general is cultivated, it takes a lot of time and countless heavenly treasures. In order to cultivate the top ten corpse generals, he and his two wives and concubines have worked hard for a full fifty years.

I didn't expect to lose three places so quickly.

How could he not be heartbroken, how could he not be angry, after learning the news, he immediately led a large army to come, ready to first uproot this valley that had caused him to lose his army, and then wave his army south, kill more people, and continue to grow his invincible army......

The male corpse sheep stood on a bronze cart, dancing and chanting an obscure incantation.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

100,000 corpse soldiers, roaring at the same time, the sound shook the heavens and the earth.

Seeing this scene, the people standing on the mountain looked horrified, and then looked at the general Zhao Que.

The enemy army is about to attack.

At this time, everyone was waiting for Zhao Que to come up with an idea.

"Wait!"

After Zhao Que finished speaking, he looked at the south silently.

The others all looked south, their faces anxious.

If reinforcements don't come, it's too late.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the anticipation of everyone, a cavalry of 800 men suddenly came to the southern land, and 800 mounts stepped on the ground, making a sound like a drum.

"Sure enough, it's the Northern Liang Black Ride!"

Zhao Que looked at the black iron horse that was rushing towards him, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Eight hundred against one hundred thousand."

"Enemy, it's over!"