Suspended in the air, a unique horn suddenly sounded on the flame float.

"There are ambushes outside the city, and there are huge numbers. ”

Listening to the sound of the horn that kept sounding like this, Xia Ba Ying looked at Lin Yi and the Buddha Sect in front of him and said.

......

In the snow field north of Darban City, because of the shaking of the ground, the snow on the slope behind continued to form an avalanche, and a large amount of snow slid down from the mountain slope at an alarming speed, slowly standing still at the foot of the mountain, but a large amount of snow and dust still advanced along the flat snow field with surging momentum like a huge wave.

Until the time of tea, the snow field was still plain white, except for a few stubborn shrubs that pierced through the snow, revealing black spikes.

But at this time, in the midst of a large amount of snow and dust, a large number of troops had already appeared.

A large number of black-armored sergeants moved like a tide on the snowy fields, approaching the tundra wasteland with no snow cover.

Even from a high altitude, it was impossible to find this army of tens of thousands, because this army was not camped like ordinary troops, they just built a dome-shaped snow hut out of snow piles on the spot. These igloos are like raised snow masses in this snowfield.

The army was advancing towards the city of Dar, and their advance was not rapid, but the pace was surprisingly unified.

The sound of neat footsteps even shook the igloos behind them, causing tiny cracks to bloom on the ice on the glacier not far away.

The dozens of horsemen at the front of this large army were staring at the sky above the city of Dar at this time.

The riders were all dressed in black leather armor, and they all wore silver masks on their faces.

There were runes flowing on the silver mask, like teardrops left in the pupils of the mask.

......

Burst.....

A black shadow shot out of the City Lord's Mansion fell in front of a group of heavily armored sergeants.

This group of heavily armored sergeants wore heavily sealed armor covered with ornaments, which could not be made at all, only from the workshops of the Northern Wei Dynasty or the Southern Dynasties.

Those who can wear this kind of heavy armor are the elite of the Tuoba clan's army.

In the past, when the city was filled with chanting and countless soldiers of the Tuoba clan knelt down to show their submission and devotion to the Buddha, these heavily armored soldiers stationed in the alley not far from the city lord's mansion did not make any changes.

They are loyal to the Tuoba clan.

However, even they didn't know what these ordnance in the City Lord's Mansion was used for, and they didn't know what was thrown out of it at this time.

The group of heavily armored sergeants reunited towards the black shadow falling to the ground, and one of the generals led by them slowly crouched down through the floating dust, and slowly scooped up a scattered piece of fast objects from the ground with a shining metal palm.

To the general's astonishment, the feeling of this thing falling into the palm of his hand was like a real piece of rotten wood.

Could it be that what was thrown out of the City Lord's Mansion at this time was just this useless rotten wood?

He took a slow breath and took two more steps towards the place where the shadow fell.

The general's brows furrowed deeply, if it was purely based on senses, to be more precise, what was thrown out of the city mansion should be an extremely thick piece of rotten wood. The piece of rotten wood was at least the size of two adult men, but he was also certain that it was anything but ordinary, for only the part close to the epidermis resembled the fragment in his hand, which was pitch-black, dry and full of decaying wormholes, but the deep trunk was a vivid red, full of grease and condensation.

At this moment, the general felt a slight movement in his hand.

He looked down at his palm.

A small worm emerged from the rotten piece of wood in his hand.

This small insect has transparent wings, like a slightly larger flying ant, but the body is very soft and looks a bit like an earthworm or leech.

To the general's displeasure, the worm's body was covered with yellow and black ring-like stripes, and it looked inexplicably disgusting.

With a snap, he almost subconsciously pinched the little worm to death.

The worm's belly burst open between his fingers like ripe berries, which made him feel inexplicably comfortable.

At this moment, a second worm emerged from the rotten wood in his hand, and this worm seemed to be more agile than the worm he had pinched and exploded because it had gained more rest time in the rotten wood.

It quickly crawled along the general's palm armor, spotted the gap between the armor, and drilled towards the gap.

The general's wrist was naturally bent, and the already subtle gap instantly became tightly closed.

With a soft snap, the back half of the insect's body was squeezed by the edge of the armor, but the front half of its body was forced into it, and the insect that was squeezed by the edge of the armor did not die immediately, but continued to crawl towards the warm flesh inside.

After approaching the general's flesh, it did not bite the flesh like some poisonous insects, but squeezed its entire head into the flesh, like a nail that was slowly and forcefully squeezed, slowly embedded in the flesh along the general's pores.

The general let out a howl of incomparably painful moments.

Although the head of the worm was very small, after piercing the general's flesh, the general only felt as if a huge magma pillar had poured directly into his body and soul.

The rest of the heavily armored sergeants retreated in horror at the general's howl of pain, but more and more insects were emerging from the puddle of rotten wood, especially from the bright red trunks than from the seemingly rotten bark.

Dense insects crawl fast on the ground like ants, it seems that the later the insects appear, the more time they have to recover their strength, the initial appearance of these insects just quickly crawled to the surrounding living creatures, but only after dozens of breaths, the subsequent insects all buzzed, flapping their wings and flying.

An incomparably violent howl exploded in the city.

The heavily armored sergeants frantically slapped their armor and fell to the ground in a terrible howl, filthy pus and blood flowing from the inside of the armor.

Many of the people who had been hiding in the houses screamed and rushed out of the gate, but after only three or four steps, their faces suddenly bulged with transparent pus, and then rotted and cracked.

Countless subtle flapping wings permeated the city, as if countless devils were whispering.

Dense insects flew in the air at the height of the roof, following the cold monsoon wind, towards the direction of the coalition where the Shaba tribe was located.