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When Zhang Heng heard this, he was immediately depressed.

"Stop talking, besides, I'm going back to read now."

The three of Feng Zishu laughed loudly.

Suddenly, a trumpet sounded.

The faces of the four of them suddenly changed, and their ears pricked up.

The four women who were serving at the same time did not dare to speak, and did not dare to move while sitting on the side.

The sound of the trumpet means that Nanjun has entered a state of emergency, and different trumpets have different meanings.

For example, the sound of the trumpet sounded for ten seconds, the sound was long, and the second time was three seconds apart, and three times in a row, and the interval was 20 seconds. This kind of sound meant that Nanjun was about to suffer from natural disasters, floods, earthquakes, locusts and other disasters.

The second type is the sound of five seconds, the sound is very short, twice at five seconds interval, three times in a row, which means that the human army is pressing, and it is the trumpet sound that was passed down in the previous human civil war.

Since Dagan became powerful and became the first dynasty, the second trumpet has not sounded for many years.

But Chu He and the others heard the sound of the horn, which was sharp and continuous, and one sound could last for 20 seconds.

This kind of trumpet sound can be heard almost every year in South County. This kind of trumpet sound means...

The ghost world invaded.

Several people looked at each other and saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

Twenty seconds later, the trumpets ceased.

Just as Feng Zishu was about to speak, the second trumpet sounded suddenly.

Woo...

The faces of the four changed drastically, and even the women around them couldn't help shaking.

"The second trumpet sound! The second trumpet sounded!"

Feng Zishu exclaimed.

The continuous sound of the trumpet means that the ghost world has invaded, but it usually only blows for 20 seconds, which is the scale of the ghost world's invasion.

Nanjun is close to Liangjie Mountain, and it is also the place guarded by Zhennan King. The ghost world invades every day, but they are just wandering soldiers, almost none of them are above the fourth-rank ghosts, and there is no organization.

But the sound of the trumpet means that the ghost world has begun to form an organized attack.

The first sound of the trumpet represents a small-scale invasion of the ghost world.

This scale is usually composed of two to three ghost generals, twenty or thirty fourth-rank ghosts, hundreds of fourth-rank ghosts and more than ten thousand wandering souls.

For most ordinary martial arts soldiers, this is already a sign of the beginning of the war.

Although the Zhennan Army has one of the best soldiers, most of them are only martial arts below the seventh rank. The sixth-rank martial arts can already be a centurion commander, and if they break through the fifth-rank martial arts, they can lead more than a thousand people. team.

There are 300,000 troops in the entire Zhennan Army, and 10,000 troops guarding the Liangjie Mountains, 7,000 of them are martial artists below the sixth rank, and martial artists above the fifth rank. There are only three to four hundred out of the 10,000 people.

In such a comparison, the fourth-grade ghosts alone far surpassed the troops stationed at Liangjie Mountain.

Once the trumpet sounds, it means that the entire South County will start preparing for war, and the entire Zhennan Army will be mobilized.

However, at this time the second trumpet sounded.

The sound of the second trumpet means that the ghost world is invading. There will be two to three second-rank ghost commanders leading, a dozen third-rank ghost generals, hundreds of third-rank ghost generals, and more than 100,000 troops under their command!

This means that not only the entire South County will be mobilized, but also all parts of Dagan will be fully supported.

Such a scale, and the strength to crush the Zhennan Army.

Once the Two Realms Mountains are broken, the entire ghost world will rush in, and the human race will face annihilation.

The second trumpet sounded.

Feng Zishu hastily said.

"The two trumpets sounded, and I will do my best to support the Nanjun family. We can't drink the flower wine today. Let's go back quickly."

When the four girls heard this, they got up and left one after another.

In Nanjun, everything is less important than fighting ghosts!

Chu He clasped his fists and said.

"In this case, I will go back immediately and ask King Zhennan what happened."

Fang Yi said with a worried face.

"The first trumpet can be heard every year, and it is basically used to it, but the second trumpet has not sounded for several years. What is this ghost world trying to do?"

Feng Zishu shook his head and said.

"It is estimated that because of the appearance of a new sage of the human race, the ghost king of the ghost world wants to test the power of the human race, so there is such a scale."

The four of them were about to leave when they suddenly heard the third trumpet.

The third trumpet sound was different from the first two. If the first two trumpet sounds were only sharp and could shock people, then the third trumpet sound was shrill.

Once the third trumpet sounds, it will last forever and never stop.

Because the sound of the third trumpet will mean the most terrifying thing for the human race.

The third sound of the trumpet will be led by at least one first-rank ghost king, with dozens of second-rank ghost commanders, hundreds of ghost generals, fierce ghosts below fourth-rank and ghosts under his command, more than 300,000!

Human ghost war!

The four of them froze suddenly, opened their eyes wide, and looked at each other in disbelief.

The sound of the third trumpet will mean that the ghost world will come in a state of destroying the human race, and it will inevitably die forever.

And the last time the third trumpet sounded was twenty years ago!

That battle lasted for three years!

The number of elite human races has been cut in half!

The entire human race was almost destroyed, and it is far from recovering until now.

Twenty years ago, there were more than fifty first-grade Confucianists in the human race.

And now, there are no more than ten people in the entire human race!

Most of the aristocratic families, as long as there is a second-rank Confucianist in charge, they are already top aristocratic families and famous families.

This was almost unthinkable twenty years ago.

At that time, only first-class Confucianism was qualified to become a powerful man of a famous family.

But now, even the dean of the National Scholars Academy can only be a second-rank Confucian, because the most suitable first-rank Confucian is Wen Xiang.

"What the hell, is the ghost world crazy? A big fight is starting at this time? Which ghost king came up with the idea!"

Zhang Heng cursed loudly.

As soon as the words fell, in a split second, a ghostly aura swept over the sky, and the street was filled with crowds of people running away.

In an instant, dozens of powerful auras rose into the sky from various places in Nanjun.

Those are the second-rank and third-rank Confucians of various families.

In the sky, a ghost king slowly appeared, dressed in a black robe, with a ghostly aura, constantly scanning the human race great scholar in front of him.

Those blood-red vertical pupils showed his identity.

Ghost King!

The dozens of Confucian scholars on the Human Race side are naturally led by King Zhennan.

Lin Zhennan looked directly at the ghost king, without any fear in his eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"Linggui King, no matter how powerful you are, I have the protection of Saint Wenbao in Nanjun. You are only one person, so you are not afraid of dying here?"

The Ghost King narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly.

"Children of the human race, you are not qualified to talk to me yet, let your new saint of the human race come out."

Lin Zhennan sneered, his red blood qi rose and gradually covered his whole body, his blood was like a dragon.

"Whether I am qualified or not, you will know after one fight."

The ghost king's eyes were full of coldness, and in just a moment, the ghostly aura burst out from his body, and in another moment, he had already arrived in front of Lin Zhennan.

"Well done!"

Lin Zhennan shouted loudly, pouring his whole body's energy and blood into the spear in his hand, and swept past.