It has been snowing for the past few days, and the snow is not heavy, but it has continued to spread a silver quilt on the ground.

In the early morning of the next day, Chu Hongtu and his entourage of six people stood on the edge of the battlefield wearing white coats, looking white.

Transport trucks crush out of the muddy roads in the white fairy tale world.

There are vehicles heading far into the depths of the battlefield, carrying grain and grass on them, which is the hope of the front-line troops to survive.

There were also vehicles returning, and under each car were ice bars, some of them brightly colored, that were coagulated by the blood that had flowed from the corpses in the cars.

There are a lot of transport trucks, which carry food when they go and corpses when they come.

Chu Hongtu and the others looked at the cars transporting the corpses and were silent.

Ye Qingzhou shuddered, "Do you really have to stab each other as long as you are injured?" ”

Tang Zeyan instructed that if you encounter the Apostle of Death, once you are injured during the battle, please immediately cut off the flesh of the injured part.

If the wound is not treated in time, or if it is a penetrating wound in the upper body, the companion must be killed as soon as possible, otherwise there will be one more enemy.

If you have the courage to encounter a wound that you can't treat, please kill yourself!

This is a battle where injuries are not allowed, and once injured, it is possible to incarnate as an Apostle of Death.

The last thing the Seven Great Clans want to face is a large-scale battle, and it is difficult to avoid injuries in a large-scale battle, and the enemy is likely to fight more and more.

Chu Hongtu looked at the sword in his hand, this was a weapon blessed with a purification spell, only such a weapon could kill the God Apostle.

Chu Hongtu and the others got the lowest-grade standard weapons, and they could only kill those low-level Death Apostles, and they would have to be blessed again after a month.

So...... To come back within a month.

"Don't worry, I'm willing to stab you, and I'll definitely stab you to death." Yang Qianfeng smiled and hugged Ye Qingzhou's shoulder.

"Third brother, I'm afraid you'll cry."

The two of them burst into laughter.

Chu Hongtu looked at both sides, there were a lot of people who were going to test this time, but each team would choose a different route to move forward.

The team on the half-orc's side was more than a hundred meters away from Chu Hongtu and the others, and they also looked at Chu Hongtu and the others at this time.

This time, there is competition.

Chu Hongtu hung his sword on his waist and took a sip of wine, "Everyone, go conquer!" ”

"Go conquer!"

Yang Qianfeng and the others also spoke, and the six of them stepped into the battlefield.

Step into a land once soaked in blood.

There was a creaking sound under his feet, and a string of footprints spread into the distance.

The buildings behind him were thrown farther and farther away, and all around them became white.

It was luck to meet the Apostle of Death, Tang Zeyan said so, but some people think that it is bad luck to meet the Apostle of Death.

This is the land that has been cleaned up by the strong, and there will not be too powerful Death Apostles left, and if the team cooperates tacitly, the danger will not be too great.

Chu Hongtu and others have an advantage in this regard.

Needless to say, the tacit understanding between him, Xiaodao, and Yang Qianfeng is needless to say, Ye Qingluo and Ye Qingzhou also have a tacit understanding.

Of course, Mu Nini is a shortcoming among the crowd, which cannot be ignored.

In this team, Chu Hongtu was at the front, and Ye Qingluo was at the back of the hall.

Xiaodao and Yang Qianfeng are on the left and right, Ye Qingzhou and Mu Nini are walking in the middle of the team, and Ye Qingzhou is directly responsible for Mu Nini's safety.

Chu Hongtu maintained a constant speed, controlling the overall speed of the team, and after three consecutive days, everyone only encountered some small beasts.

It is not a threat, but it has become food for everyone.

The snowflakes continued to fall, and the snow made it much more difficult to move forward.

On the night of the fourth day, Chu Hongtu and the others cleared out a place and took the small beast rack they hunted today to roast on the fire.

Mu Nini practiced swordsmanship on the side, and Chu Hongtu guided on the side.

Six people, some can speak, but everyone is haunted by a feeling of loneliness.

All around, space is empty.

For three days, I didn't meet anyone.

As for the Death Apostle, it was also not encountered.

When night falls, the bonfire is completely extinguished, and the light of the fire can terrify some beasts, but it can also attract danger.

In the cold wind, there were no tents, and everyone lay on the snow.

The same snowy land, the same battlefield.

A team of six walked on top of the snow, but the team didn't leave any footprints.

But they did stride forward, just on the surface of the snow, as if they didn't have any weight.

This squad did not go to the depths of the battlefield, but in the opposite direction.

The night was a little misty white because of the snow.

The six-man squad had another team on its way, a resting team.

This resting party was a team of half-orcs, with six half-orcs equally full.

These guys with strong bodies and beasts like to use some of the larger blades.

Heavy swords, heavy knives, double-edged axes, sledgehammers, and more.

The swordsmen lay on the ground, six orcs lined up in the snow like petals in full bloom.

Suddenly, a wolf-headed half-orc ear moved, and immediately got up and picked up the heavy knife next to him, and looked ahead vigilantly.

The rest of the orcs also stood up and stared ahead.

The six figures that appeared in front of him were approaching.

The wolf-headed orc asked in a voice characteristic of a half-orc.

There was no response, and the place was still approaching.

This is not normal.

Even if it's not a team of half-orcs, it's a team of the other six clans, and if you say hello, the other party should respond.

There is only one possibility that will not respond, the Apostle of Death!

This battlefield is also known as the War of Silence.

Because the forces of the Apostle of Death do not let out any screams at all.

Some scholars have conducted research, and the Apostles of the Grim Reaper communicate with each other, and they are pronounced in a special way, and the Seven Great Clans cannot hear such a sound at all.

The team in front of them got closer and closer, and the place where it should have been the eyes appeared light, green like burning flames, a total of twelve flames.

Apostle of the Grim Reaper!

This is characteristic of the Apostle of the Grim Reaper.

When the Apostle of Death reaches the attack range, the Apostle of Death's eyes will burn with green flames, which also means that the opponent is about to attack.

Apostles of the Grim Reaper, six!

The wolf-headed orc clenched his sword, "Withdraw!" ”

Without any hesitation, the six orcs turned and ran.

Even the orcs, who were known for their belligerence, did not dare to go head-to-head with the six Death Apostles.

As he fled, an arrow burst into the sky, tearing through the snow and exploding in midair.

The sound of the arrow is a call for help and a warning.

Nearby teams can come to the rescue, and they can also escape.

Six orcs raced ahead, and the speed of the Death Apostle exploded, slashing across the snow like a cloud of shadows.