Martial Cultivator

When it doesn't snow in the North in winter...or it snows for a while, and then after the snow stops, on a moonlit night, the whole field will be covered in snow, like a huge mirror.

A snow-white mirror.

Such a scene requires three conditions: enough snow, enough land, and enough bright moonlight.

Only the North and the demon realm further north can meet these three conditions at the same time.

In this snow-white scene, the Red Sleeve Demon King walked out of the big tent. The commander of the demon clan now has a sickly pale face.

There is a deep sense of fatigue in the depths of his eyes.

Xilu was originally standing not far away, but now she has come over. Looking at the red dress of the Red Sleeve Demon King, she can feel her sadness and fatigue, but she doesn't know what to say to comfort her.

"I acquiesced to Jing Zhu's death. I wanted to use Jing Zhu's life to exchange for his help and for us to capture Gufengkou. I knew he didn't want Jing Zhu to live, but I didn't expect that he had everyone in his trap."

Red Sleeve Demon King suddenly turned around and looked at Xilu, very frustrated.

This emotion is easy to understand at this moment. For the victory of the demon race, Red Sleeve Demon King not only gave up his life a long time ago, but also abandoned his favorite high priest. But the result in the end made her feel very chilled.

It's not that the demon race suffered a heavy blow at this moment, but that their most powerful ruler never cared about the lives of the demon people.

How can such a demon emperor not disappoint people.

Xilu asked: "Where did he go after leaving Gufengkou?"

"What happened to the human race? Why did those Fuyun demons agree to come out of the mountain?"

Red Sleeve Demon King looked at Xilu and asked this question, which actually gave the answer.

Xilu suddenly thought of the sacred mountain and the magical medicine in the sacred mountain. I am afraid that there is nothing else in the world that has such an attraction to the demon emperor.

"He set up such a plan and included us all in it, just so that he could finally go to the sacred mountain and find the magical medicine. For this, no matter how many people died or how the battle situation was, he didn't care."

A trace of confusion flashed in the depths of Xilu's eyes. As she spent more and more time with her father over the years, she naturally understood each other more and more. But no matter how much she understood, Xilu actually couldn't believe that her father, as the master of the entire demon domain, would act like this.

In his heart, is there really no demon clan people?

"Xilu, go back to the royal city, you know what you should do."

The Red Sleeve Demon King looked at Xilu and didn't say anything more, but made a decision.

Xilu glanced at her and was silent for a long time, but didn't speak.

After a moment, she turned around and was about to walk north.

The Red Sleeve Demon King suddenly shouted, "Xilu, I'll rely on you from now on."

Xilu didn't turn around, but nodded.

The Red Sleeve Demon King smiled and watched her descendant leave.

In the past years, she often read some books from the human race. At first, she read a lot of different books, because it was not easy to get books from the human race, so those books never had any so-called categories, and she read whatever she saw. In those books, the most common ones were some love novels.

For scholars who did not pass the imperial examinations, reading books for so long was naturally useful. Some people would become some ghostwriters, some would return to their hometowns and become teachers in the village private school, and some would write some sour stories to make a living.

There are too many novels about talented men and beautiful women, and the people don't like them that much, at least not every one of them. But where has Red Sleeve Demon Queen come into contact with those things, so when she first saw them, it was like opening a wonderful door. For a period of time, she couldn't help herself. Every day she thought about leaving the demon tribe with the high priest and finding a place to live in the human tribe. The two of them didn't know each other, just lived a quiet life, had some children, and watched them grow up. I think such a life is very interesting.

But after reading for a few years, she found that these things could not be done. Even if she could abandon the demon tribe and ignore those things, it was impossible for the high priest.

In fact, this is also very simple, that is, just change someone, why must it be the high priest?

There are many things in this world that can replace many things, but there are also many things that cannot be replaced.

The high priest is such a person.

After figuring this out, Red Sleeve Demon Queen was no longer interested in those romance novels, but read some history books, the history of the human race, as if she could understand the past and present of this race. It was at that time that Red Sleeve Demon Queen began to take the human race seriously. She found a very interesting, but also very terrifying thing in the history books, that is, although the human race has always been weak, they have actually experienced many times in the past thousand years. On that cliff, they have never fallen off, but have survived tenaciously.

At those times, there would always be a few particularly powerful people who pulled their race back from the brink of extinction.

Such an answer made her a little alert.

Then she began to collect those current affairs articles of the human race, read those so-called complaints, and saw something even more terrifying.

In the past few hundred years, those scholars have been complaining that the world is very bad, the monarch is inactive, the people are oppressed, and the sky seems to be covered with dark clouds. But in the past few decades, the scholars are still complaining, but no one complains anymore The monarch has done nothing and the world is very bad. Instead, he is complaining that the monarch is a bit tough and not so obedient.

Those articles gradually began to praise the world and those in power. What does this mean? Of course the Red Sleeve Demon King knows that, which means that the Demon Clan is facing an unprecedented human race and an unprecedented human leader. The dynasty called Daliang Dynasty seems to have a special charm that makes everything... Get better.

The Red Sleeve Demon Lord couldn't help but think of the Demon Realm. Is there any difference among the Demon Clan over the years?

It seems that they have never had an outstanding leader, they have never had any other ideas, and they do not even recognize the word unity.

As for the Demon Emperor, he is indeed very strong, but he is just a powerful demon clan, not an outstanding leader.

In essence, he is no different from those demon emperors in the past. They are all leaders who enslave their own people.

This kind of thing has been like this for thousands of years in the past. It has never changed. There has been no problem with the demon clan, but has it always been like this?

Is this always the case?

The Red Sleeve Demon Lord originally just wanted to prevent the human race from continuing to grow stronger and to destroy this race before they threatened the demon clan. She had not actually thought about other things.

But now she feels that after wiping out the human race, the demon clan will still be led by the demon emperor, which may not be a good thing for those demon clans.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the bright moon in the sky.

My life is destined to be lost in search of the high priest, but before that, can't I do something else?

In the end, the high priest only thought about destroying the human race, and what would happen if he died.

The Red Sleeve Demon King felt it was not enough.

"Jing Zhu, if something goes wrong, don't blame me... at least don't avoid me."

The Red Sleeve Demon Lord laughed and then waved.

Somewhere in the distance, the sound of a vast horn resounded throughout the earth.

Regardless of this, the war cannot stop and the human race will be destroyed.

Especially now that Gufengkou is in her hands and the human race is at its weakest.

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The demon army had only been repaired for a short time, and its fatigue had not completely dissipated. After hearing the sound of the horn, the demon soldiers walked out of their tents sleepily, with anger and irritability naturally in their eyes.

There should be a certain time for the war to start. It cannot start suddenly. What's more, it is still night at the moment. They should at least wait until daytime and wait for them to sleep well.

So the anger at this moment comes from the depths of the soul and is not false at all.

They didn't learn much these days, but they still understood the meaning of military orders. They knew that if they didn't go to the top of the city when they heard the trumpet, they would die.

So all the demon soldiers began to join the queue, and under the command of the generals, they started to attack the city again.

Although they were angry this time, they were still a little excited. They heard that a certain pass of the human race had been captured. In other words, they were very close to taking down the Great Wall of the North in front of them.

Just a matter of time.

If you work harder, you may be able to say goodbye to war!

No one likes war, not even demons.

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The large number of frontier soldiers on the city were very silent. In terms of fatigue, they were twice as many as the monsters or more, but they were the ones who could not be discouraged.

Gufengkou has been lost, and the General's Mansion cannot be lost.

If this place is lost, then the Great Wall in the north of the Liang Dynasty will really be broken. After this Great Wall is broken, they will cross here and go further south. When the time comes...their relatives will be in fear and Dying in agony.

Thinking of this, the soldiers' eyes became more determined, and their hands holding the swords became tighter.

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The atmosphere in the meeting hall was also solemn.

"Both the General's Mansion and Gufengkou need people."

"I am the general. I was supposed to be in charge of the general's mansion, but General Xie is definitely more suitable than me, so I want to go there."

Ning Ping calmly stated his decision. This time, no one refuted anything.

"I will guard the border over there and prevent the monster clan from penetrating through the General's Mansion from the Gufeng Pass. Don't worry."

As he spoke, Ning Ping stood up and was about to leave the General's Mansion, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped again and said, "I am not dead. When I was not in the General's Mansion, I ordered Xie Nandu to leave. If I die, according to convention, she will be the new general."

Ning Ping pulled the corners of his lips and smiled: "Everyone, don't be discouraged. The worst outcome is that we all die together in the north."

Everyone laughed bitterly.

If it was just oneself dying, there would be nothing to be sad about, but was it just oneself dying?

People looked at Ning Ping's back, but no one spoke.

After he left, a general said: "The general has taken away part of the troops, why don't we activate the general's camp?"

A few days ago, the border army mobilized a group of capable veterans to form a new army called Xiaojiangying. These days, when the war happened, they never showed up.

The generals didn't understand why.

Xie Nandu just looked at the map and said calmly: "I keep them for other purposes."

"But the situation is so bad now. If we don't use them now, we may not be able to wait until then."

A lieutenant general frowned. Isn't the current situation bad enough?

Xie Nandu looked at him and didn't speak for a long time, which made the lieutenant general a little nervous. He didn't know what the female general opposite was thinking, but he knew very well that she was always a little unkind. Maybe she would scold him later.

But in the end, Xie Nandu didn't say anything.

She was also thinking, if she kept them all the time, would they really be useful?