Chapter 271: Out of the Customs

Laughing back at it, the war is cruel, and the gap between the underworld and the Shura clan cannot be made up by its internal strife.

The underworld seems to have the upper hand, but in fact, the pressure is also huge.

Although the Li Geng tribe can guerrilla, the territory of the Yeqi tribe is also being eaten, and even the ghost cultivator who holds the life and death book of Huaiyang County has disappeared in the war.

The Bird's Beak people often cross the river, but they don't do it many times.

When they returned to the underworld, they could use less than 3,000 elites of Yin Thunder, and during this period of time they developed in the underworld, rising to 5,000 people, but it was also a drop in the bucket.

Although there is a harvest every time, the Shura clan does not let them take advantage of it in vain, and the damage of the bird's beak clan is not small.

After several river crossings and attacks, there were less than 2,000 Birdbill Clan warriors who could use the Yin Thunder Divine Power.

It is said that before each river crossing, the Birdbill warriors would reunite with their families or indulge in a wave of consumption as their last pleasure in life.

Although this has stimulated the domestic sales of the prefecture, it is not a way to go on in the long run.

You can't let Ji Ba have no regular workers.

And it doesn't stop there.

Multi-front operations and the construction of defense lines also put great logistical pressure on the prefecture.

The supplies of the Li Geng clan are okay, but the Bird's Beak Clan and the Horse Demon Clan really need food.

To build a defensive line, you can't build it directly by the River Styx, that would be too revealing of strategic intentions.

The Shura tribe occasionally crossed the river, but it would not be without harvest, and under the burning, killing and looting, the pastures of the cattle and horses were also seriously damaged.

After all, this is war, not child's play.

The dense intelligence and news gathered under Qin Guang's hands made him very tired.

Fortunately, there is an official Yingsi in the rear, and Yang Jian is on his side, so he will not have everything on Qin Guang's shoulders.

There is only the moon in the underworld, and there is no dormancy in wartime, and the two forces have been tug-of-war for an unknown amount of time.

Wang Mai and Song Zhi also seem to have a lot of means, and after a period of chaos, they really suppressed the Shura clan.

Nowadays, the Shura clan has five steps and one sentry, and ten steps and one post, even if there are two major scout races in the underworld, the Li Geng tribe and the Pluto Bee tribe, it is difficult to find out the news of the Shura tribe.

Qin Guang looked at the defense line in front of him that had begun to take shape and breathed a sigh of relief.

It is a fortification built from the soil of the underworld with the trees of the Beak and Night Beggars as bones.

It is a tall and long wall.

In order to rush to build this wall, I don't know how many undead souls have died of exhaustion, as if there are unjust souls wailing in every wall brick.

Old man Yang Jian Yang was also very busy during this time, in addition to sharing the pressure for Qin Guang, he also had Chenghuang's own job.

The current old man Yang is no longer the clean and neat appearance of the monk before his life, and his messy hair and beard look very sloppy.

He arched his hand to Qin Guang and said, "Sacrificial wine, let's give it a name." ”

Qin Guang sighed again.

"For this wall, we don't know how many sighs, let's call him the Wall of Sighs, I hope that after this battle, there will be no more wars and sacrifices in the underworld."

This is not a lie, the command of the underworld really wasted a lot of effort to build the wall of sighs.

In the face of absolute strength, all tricks are useless.

Under the strategy of the Shura tribe step by step, the territory of the night beggar tribe has now fallen.

The Shura patriarch and Ji Ba were even more seriously injured and recuperated in the rear.

Guerrilla tactics are no longer in use, and now it is really necessary to fight for hard power.

There are a lot of people under the command of Shura Dance, but the oil on the opposite side cannot be spilled, and it has been difficult to carry out the rebellion work.

On the other side of the river, there were also organized river-crossing offensives, although they were repeatedly forced back by the Niuma tribe.

But the Shura soldiers had reached not far beyond the Wall of Sighs.

Now, the two sides use the grassland of the Niu Ma clan as a strategic buffer, and the underworld has also fallen into passivity, and can only wait for the other party to attack.

And in the rear of the underworld, it is not easy to do it.

Disasters in the world, I heard of wars.

The old emperor died, although there was residual power to deter the customs, but the power of the great prince, the Fuzi of the Witch God Temple rose up one after another......

Daqi is still in a precarious situation.

A large number of souls poured into the underworld, and many city gods and civil officials were under great pressure.

However, there is good news.

The Divine Peach Tree and the Temple have been moved back, at least it is difficult for the Shura clan to obtain the Divine Peach Tree Seeds, and they cannot quickly change the terrain.

I heard that the sacrifice peace has been returned to the king, and the forces of the underworld have added peace and help from the river Styx.

It was also thanks to the delay of the River Styx that the Shura soldiers retreated.

It's just that it has lost its laws, and there are really not many waters of the Styx that can be mobilized.

But it also brings vital intelligence.

On the other side of the Styx, Wang Mai, Song Zhi, and the two ghosts of the Shura tribe, who are now in charge, belong to the Emperor of Hengshan in Beiyue.

However, Beiyue Hengshan has secretly turned back into the power of the witch god.

Those madmen in Wushan once screamed hysterically.

The Emperor of Wuyue, one fold and two rebellions.

It is Dongyue Taishan that folds, and it is Hengshan and Hengshan that rebel.

Unlike Hengshan's abrupt refuge in Buddhism, Hengshan has always been devoted to the witch god, and his transformation is long-term.

The Tao is out of the witch, and Beiyue belongs to water, which is the best at moisturizing things silently.

Before you know it, the monks of Beiyue are no different from wizards.

The ridiculous thing is that the main gods in the human world and the fairy world have not been discovered so far.

The reason why the two ghost cultivators were able to quickly unify the voices of the Shura clan was because they had activated all the witch corpses buried by the witch god in the underworld.

The closed Shura Hall has been sealed, and Wang Mai and Song Zhi, who occupy the famous position, have strength again.

No matter how warlike the Shura clan is, they can't resist their decisiveness.

What the forces of the underworld have to face is the alliance between the last ambush of the Witch God Temple in the underworld and the Shura clan.

However, the underworld still has the strength to fight, and Yang Lin is already sitting on the Wall of Sighs.

The elites of all ethnic groups have also gathered.

The rest is to rely on this wall and fight a dozen offensive and defensive.

Thinking of this, Qin Guang couldn't help but sigh again.

Fu Jun has been in retreat for too long this time.

With his sigh, the sound of Li Mihai came from the wind.

"Sacrificial wine, the Shura clan has attacked in a big way!"

……

Kong Han'an read the genuine version on the starting point Chinese network in his last life, and often heard a sentence.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the cold and summer do not know the year.

Starting with this sentence, most of the protagonists in the book are in retreat, and the timeline is likely to pass by many years in a flash.

He also envied and spurned, but this time, he experienced the feeling of retreat.

Actually, I don't feel anything, when people are focused on studying or working, time always flies quickly.

The same is true for Kong Han'an.

In a trance, he experienced the last change in the underworld, and finally realized his heart and opened his eyes.

Unlike the time when he annexed the Ghost Country, this time, he actually felt like an arm.

It's a wonderful feeling, as if ......

The underworld is a part of his body.

When I looked up, I saw a smile.

Pingxin looked at him with a smile.

"Fujun, are you awake?"

In a trance, Kong Hanan seemed to see his ex in his previous life and called him a smile when he got up.

After a trance, his eyes became firm.

After all, it was the previous life and the ex, not the girl in front of me who had lived for tens of thousands of years and was still like clear water.

Now, he is Kong Han'an.

The king of the underworld, the king of the underworld!

In his heart, there is no room for any children's affection for the time being.

Seeing that Kong Han'an's eyes were completely clear, he nodded with a smile.

"It seems that Emperor Dongyue is really very good to you, and he actually planted some foreshadowing in you early."

Kong Han'an frowned.

"What do you mean, fair girl?"

Said with a flat smile.

"Your supernatural power that often goes in and out of the underworld and the human world is the emperor's means to help you fuse the underworld, and that set of sound transmission laws can actually be superimposed with the underworld."

"It's very troublesome to explain, but to sum up, it is the supernatural powers that Emperor Dongyue taught you, most of which are related to the underworld, and you often use them, and you have gradually merged with the underworld unconsciously."

Kong Han said with peace of mind, no wonder.

Marshal Ma's voice sounded outside the door.

"These things can be talked about later, Kong Fujun, you should go to the front line, there are a lot of casualties under your command during your retreat."