It was dark and stormy.

The autumn wind is blowing and the white clouds are flying, the late autumn has arrived, and the bleak and wide world seems more boundless and sad.

The tens of millions of military horses of the four empires, with an unstoppable and strong attitude, are constantly squeezing to the middle from the four directions of east, west, north and south.

The sects on the periphery of Zhongzhou are losing and retreating, and some small sects are destroyed every day. Those small sects are weak, so they often have dozens or hundreds of small sects fighting together. Therefore, it will not be vulnerable, and it will be able to fight a bloody battle every time.

However, there are pros and cons to doing so. Although it can resist for some more time, once it fails, it will be annihilated, and dozens of sects will dissipate into the world at once, and they will be removed from the world. The four empires are also happy to fight on such a large scale, so that it is not troublesome, and there is no need to waste time like a cat catching a mouse to attack little by little.

In the north of Zhongzhou, Taiheng Mountain, one of the top ten famous mountains in Zhongzhou and one of the top ten famous mountains in the world, ushered in an overwhelming bloody storm.

More than a dozen major sects in Zhongzhou, leading tens of thousands of sects in the northern periphery, want to have a good fight with the Northern Wilderness Empire here.

Inside a temporary house built on the top of Mount Taiheng.

"You really don't need to discuss this with the alliance leader?" said a gray-haired old man with a frown.

An old man in red sitting on a wooden bench next to him smiled, "If you say it, how can he, the master of the Kong Alliance, let us go to death?"

The old man in red smiled indifferently again, stood up, looked at the dozen or so old friends in the room who had been fighting openly and secretly for most of his life, and said: "And even if you say it, these sects in the northernmost part of Zhongzhou can really escape death? Or, do you all want to make dogs for those dogs in the Northern Wilderness? What kind of thing is a dog's dog?"

When the rest of the old men heard the words of this old friend, they were also silent. Indeed, even if they don't take the initiative, those mad dogs in the Northern Wilderness Empire will not let them go. The Kong Alliance Master of the Zhongzhou Sect Alliance, although he ordered them not to take the initiative to attack, they could delay it. But the master of the Kong Alliance will definitely not let them withdraw.

They are one of the hardest lines of defense in the northern part of Zhongzhou, and once they all withdraw, it will be equivalent to saying that the northern part of Zhongzhou has opened a door to the enemy.

They can only fight to the death.

Instead of passively waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative to attack vigorously.

They knew that if they submitted the relevant spy report to the Kong Alliance Master, that person would definitely not let them act like this. That's why they didn't report and discuss with the higher-ups, and they acted on their own.

"What's the matter? Are you still afraid that the master of the Kong League will ask for the guilt? Why are you living more and more miserable? Where has the spirit of intrigue and intrigue gone all these years?" The old man in red looked at these old friends with still a little hesitant face, and laughed.

"I'm afraid of a hammer!Feng Lao'er, when Grandpa single-handedly slaughtered the great cultivator of the seventh-rank realm with the cultivation of the sixth-rank peak, you didn't know where to play with mud!" a purple-robed old man sneered.

The rest of the old men all chuckled when they heard this, and a bald old man got up and walked up to the old man in red, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Grandmaster Feng, we are not afraid of the master of the Kong Alliance who is afraid of the hammer, the disciples and elders under our sect have all gathered together, when the matter comes, how can we be afraid? We are afraid that you, Grandmaster Feng, will act recklessly and die casually." So they are all thinking about how to fight this battle in order to exchange for more enemy dog lives. ”

When the bald old man said "Grandmaster Feng", the word "big" bit very hard.

More than a dozen old men present smiled again.

This red-clothed old man's name is Feng Tian, and he is the master of the Honggun Gate of the Great Sect, and one of the best marksmanship masters in the northern part of Zhongzhou. When he was young, he threatened that he could enter the realm of the Great Grandmaster before the age of fifty. Now that he is past his prime, he is still in the realm of a grandmaster, and he has not taken a step forward.

From the time he was fifty years old, some old acquaintances and old opponents, every time they talked and joked, they would add a "big" word in the middle of "Grandmaster Feng" to make fun of him.

"Hmph!" the old man in red snorted coldly, and then pulled down his face, "You all hurry up and prepare for the future, don't die, no one will buy a coffin." ”

The rest of the old men smiled slightly, not angry and refuting anything. They all knew the old friend's temper - every time he was ridiculed, he had to use a harsh word or two to go back to the past - and then they were all right again.

Sure enough, his face immediately returned to normal, and Zhengse said, "The decisive battle is today." The related matters are not complicated, it is nothing more than to use the lives of our dozen major sects and tens of thousands of sect owners to severely damage those armor soldiers of the Northern Wilderness Empire. It's not difficult, but it's costly, and even we could die at any time. ”

The rest of the old men also put away their smiles and nodded solemnly.

At the foot of Taiheng Mountain, the flags are fluttering, and thousands of monks from the rivers and lakes are placed in a phalanx one by one, waiting for the battle. They are roughly divided into fourteen arrays. An array of tens of thousands.

Each array represents a large sect, and the costumes worn are different. Behind the phalanx of these great sects, there are also sect monks of the shape. These sects are all tens of thousands of sects that usually follow these dozen or so major sects. But they didn't all play.

Because after Kong Nianyu sat on the throne of the alliance leader, the first Jianghu order issued was "Millions of sects in Zhongzhou, those who cultivate below the realm of the third grade, cannot participate in front-line operations, and have to be responsible for logistics." ”

Monks below the third rank, in the face of those fierce imperial elites, went into battle to send them to death.

More than a dozen large phalanxes composed of millions of monks stand between heaven and earth, like an unshakable god from ancient times to the present.

The dozen or so sect masters, all of whom were eighth-rank grandmasters, stood in front of more than a dozen squares.

These dozen large phalanxes stretch for more than ten miles. Fortunately, in front of Taiheng Mountain is a large wide and boundless plain, which is one of the five major plains in Zhongzhou. Choosing to fight here is the only tacit understanding between the two opposing sides.

Among the millions of monks, those with good eyesight can see the scene of fluttering flags, iron armor, and war horses breathing twenty miles away.

The Northern Wilderness has mobilized almost all the soldiers and horses for this expedition, and it is bound to win a big victory.

I don't know how many thousands of miles away, Kong Nianyu is reviewing the endless spy reports coming from all directions, these spy reports include victory spy reports and defeat spy reports. There are letterheads with blood in a crushing victory, and there are letterheads with scribbled handwriting in the event of a great defeat. He watched silently, critiqued, pondered.

He hadn't laughed since he sat in this seat. The shocking number of deaths often made him dizzy and his mind stunned.

He never thought that such a thing as fighting a war could make people inferior to pigs and dogs, and even ants and moths. Without a sound, thousands of people died.

He looked numbly at the spy in his hand, and after a moment put down his pen. This is a daily scenario.

"Report! There is an urgent spy report of 30,000 miles from the north!"

A senior old scout who was transferred to Kong Nianyu's side used the fastest speed of the seven-rank realm, like an afterimage, to cross the heavily guarded layers of guards and rush to the house where Kong Nianyu was.

As soon as the old scout entered the room, he knelt down on one knee and handed over the spy report to Kong Nianyu.

Kong Nianyu stretched out his hand to take the spy report, and was stunned for the first time after opening it.

"Master Kong, let's go first. ”

He read the spy report quickly, and then held it hard again, his eyes widening and widening.

"Presumptuous, presumptuous, presumptuous!" Kong Nianyu's eyes were no longer numb, he was so angry for the first time.

"Without my permission and without the discussion of the sect alliance, it is really presumptuous to mobilize millions of people to die without permission!" Kong Nianyu trembled his hands and roared through gritted teeth.

The old scout glanced at Kong Nianyu, and then retreated silently.

Kong Nianyu's eyes burned with anger, but when he walked out of the room and faced north, the anger in his eyes quickly extinguished.

In its place, there is the purity and clarity of the past. There is also a deep sadness in it.

Millions of people have perished by themselves, or rather tragically. Let him sober up completely.

What is the chaos in the world, and the lives of people are in misery?

That's it.

How can there be any war of the undead? Especially when the world is in turmoil, and there will be fewer deaths?

Those people in the outermost sect are just dying early and dying late! How could he Kong Nianyu not know this? He thinks that he is not such a very wise and intelligent person, but he is not a foolish person either. He knew about it, but it didn't matter whether it was right or wrong. Those people are just trying to make their own deaths more heroic, and there is nothing wrong with them.

But the thought of millions of people dying like this, and the scene of the bones piling up in a mountain and blood pooling into a lake, still filled his heart with pain.

For the first time, he felt powerless, clutching at the spy report, which basically represented the death of millions of living beings, with his slender fingers.

Even if he is a master of the Nine Grades, he is still full of powerlessness.

"It seems that the thing that has been prepared for so many years should be brought forward. Kong Nianyu remembered the layout of their top forces in Zhongzhou for so many years, and he felt that it was time to advance.

He looked at the sky high above and prayed in his heart.

Pray that the world is safe and sound, and pray that the woman and the two children can persist in surviving in this troubled world.

Every time he thought of the woman, the pair of lovely children, his heart would not be so heavy. This is incomparable to the thousands of Confucian classics he has read and the books of the sages of the hundreds of schools of thought.

Before he met her, he only loved the world. After meeting her, he loved her even more.

"All those who died as a result of this turmoil, whether they were Imperial Armor soldiers or people in the rivers and lakes, wait a minute. It's almost over, it's almost over. and Xiwan, also waiting for me. As long as it's over, I'll go to you and give you peace for the rest of your life. He looked at the sky, at the herringbone group of southbound geese, clenched his fists, and looked calm.