The southern wilderness is full of red flowers and trees, and the cliffs are steep.

Bai Yujun stood on the top of the peak and looked at the north, his eyes seemed to sweep over the mountains and rivers and saw the black dead air, the darkness covering the earth, the trees and flowers withered and the beasts wailing, and they kept going south day and night.

To be honest, Moubai didn't know where those corpses came from, combined with the ruins of the Dragon Palace everywhere, it was not a good thing in short.

At the foot of the mountain, the snake demon soldiers have left the exquisite wooden houses in the forest to assemble and train, and the materials accumulated in the past few years are being packed, and perhaps the snake demon army will come out of the southern wilderness again soon.

Bai Yujun didn't want war, nor did he want the snake demon to suffer casualties.

However, the rise of racial civilization does not rely on conspiracy and calculation, nor lip service, but on blood, relying on bloody battles to fight a prosperous era, and the luck of heaven will only love the race that works hard, and it is only worms who are content to enjoy pleasure and hide in the comfortable nest.

If the snake demon clan wants to grow, they must do something, not to pay, but to do and participate.

In the bottom of his heart, he decided to participate in the catastrophe that he couldn't avoid, but he didn't plan to immediately move his army north, the human race was afraid that the snake demon army would rob them of thousands of acres of good land and street shops, and they were afraid that their manor would change its name and surname, and it was normal for people to change their surnames, after all, the two sides were not of the same race, and it was already very good that they didn't fight.

"Man...... You won't wake up until you feel pain and misery. ”

Human beings are like this, the cycle of prosperity and decline repeats, only when someone is killed into the house and beaten, it hurts that they will remember to forget the battle, and they will not wake up until they feel the pain.

If it hurts, you will naturally wake up, and of course, it is also possible to spank your ass and let go of your back to another part to continue to be beaten.

In addition, the covenant signed with the Taizu of Yanguo restricted the movement of the snake demon army, and the Great Wall of the Northland had to pass through the Central Plains, and the covenant clearly stipulated that no one should enter the Central Plains without the permission of the emperor, and he could only wait for the emperor to nod and agree, and don't think about protecting the peace of the world within half a year.

The only good news is that zombies no longer carry corpse poison, but it does not have the possibility of spreading.

Bai Yujun was worried.

In many places occupied by zombies in the north, only some large leylines remain, and some of the smaller leylines and water veins seem to be dead, which is not a good phenomenon, like the barren mountains and mountains that have been sealed off by the mountains and rivers, this is the potential that the sea of corpses has.

The carrion corpse must go south, and it must pass through the tribes of the northern wasteland, which can buy a small amount of time for the Central Plains, if the Yan country is not awake...... Don't hit people.

Bai Yujun shook his head, jumped up lightly and floated through the mist towards Baifu.

At present, I can't do anything and can't do anything, I can only stay in the house to eat pastries and enjoy lotus flowers, or go to the mountains to soak in the hot springs to wash my long hair, and occasionally think that if it wasn't for the dragon hunters who fought and killed the snakes, they might still be alone now, and I can't imagine supporting such a big family business.

The world is unpredictable, just try to do it well.

......

No one can resist the tide of corpses.

Whether it is the invincible wolf cavalry or the fierce tribe in the world, when facing the tide of corpses, they know what it is really not afraid of death, a slender black line appears in the place where the grass and blue sky meet on the horizon, and then the black gas covers the blue sky, and the dense tide of rotting corpses spreads bustlingly, and it can't be stopped.

Luckily, the movement speed is not very fast, as long as you are willing to run, you can get out of danger.

Countless tribes of various ethnic groups hurriedly approached the Great Wall, and the defending officials could not open the city gates, and as the tide of corpses approached, the frightened tribes attacked the Great Wall checkpoints like crazy, and after opening the city gates, they did not occupy the pass and dragged their families and continued to run south.

The court of the Yan Kingdom did not know that it was in trouble until the tribes swarmed into the customs......

However, the backwater court still had no countermeasures.

Prevarication, silence, Mingzhe to protect himself, in the past, the adults who scolded Fang Xuan for strategizing and winning thousands of miles slowly took off, things are too big and too risky, it is naturally good to do it well, if it is not done well, you have to carry the black pot, and the minister who opened his mouth and shut up Li Min's minister chose the most prudent wait-and-see.

The Pure Yang Palace and the Western Sect suddenly found that the imperial court was not as positive as before, and the suggestions of the two major sects in the past were quickly implemented, lest they would be slow and make the cultivators unhappy.

Maybe...... It was from the beginning of the dispute between the two religions that the imperial court and the emperor in the middle unconsciously improved their status.

Time is wasted watching and hoping that the monster will automatically recede......

The corpse tide left the snowfield and headed south in early summer, and now it is winter, and the black torrent overflows the wasteland grass beach close to the Great Wall, and when the Great Wall beacon tower guards see the black line in the sky, they hurriedly light the beacon fire!

The wolf smoke rose, and the beacon was lined up like stars.

Lighting the first wisp of wolf smoke is still bright day, the beacon fire passed all the way, and finally arrived at the fortress It was night, the general soldier of the fortress got up and went out to see that all the nearby beacon towers were all lit, and the jumping red flames were like shaking candles under the night sky, endless......

"Alert! Ascend to the city......

The fortress is connected to the Great Wall, because of the perennial resistance to the invasion of the wasteland tribes, the materials are sufficient, the soldiers are elite, and those tribes also know that this place is dangerous, and they turn to attack other places to flee for their lives, the walls are tall, and there are high mountains on both sides of the terrain similar to passes.

The sound of drums echoed through the valley, and the elite of the border army lit the torches at the intersection in an orderly manner, wearing armor and holding swords to the city wall, thinking that those wasteland tribes were coming to attack the city.

It didn't take long for the city walls to be full of soldiers, fearing that the torches would illuminate the city walls and attract a sneak attack by archers, so they did not light too many torches and lanterns.

The general soldier tried to look out of the city, but saw only a dense and boundless red eye......

The soldiers panicked and feared.

"Shoot the rocket!"

Several rockets flew into the night and landed slowly, and then, the defenders on the city wall retreated in unison with a thud.

It's all dead, no one knows how much darkness is left in the distance, the picture shifts to the sky and looks down, sparse Lara torches light up the fortress walls in the darkness, and to the north is a sea of red eyes......

Several fast horses dragged messengers with yellow flags on their backs, and hurried through the night to the nearest city to ask for help.

The Great Wall is just a wall, and someone needs to stand on it and wield weapons to play to their advantage, although there is pure yang and Western monks to help, but the zombies are not weak, the defense line is too long and there are no soldiers to garrison, and the tide of corpses crosses the Great Wall and rushes straight to the bloody city.

Day and night, the villages and towns along the way disappeared like mud in a flood.

That night, several large cities near the Great Wall fell, and there were no survivors, and after being swept away, they continued southward, as if intending to eat one city after another until all living things were eaten.

There are only two places that have broken through the Great Wall, and the number of rotting corpses is not too much.

As long as you dare to pick up a weapon, even a wooden stick can be poked to death, high-level zombies are rare, most of them are low-level carrion, but unfortunately, they only know comfort when they see carrion corpses with soft legs and cry and wait for death.

In addition, the Northland Wasteland tribes who entered the customs plundered and looted food everywhere, adding another fire to the already chaotic situation.

Several cities in a row were wiped out, the magnates were finally afraid, the corpse tide was not a joke but a real thing, there were many gate valve family property and family businesses in those cities, and the work of one night was all gone, and I don't know how many small nobles and gentry or celebrities Qingliu made rotting corpse rations.