New White Snake Asking Immortals

Many officials in the Ministry of War learned that the demon army was going north, some were happy, and some were silent.

The two top officials in the capital had complicated and entangled minds. The Yan Kingdom intelligence system knew a lot about the territory of the Snake Demon. First of all, Jiangcheng was very prosperous, the quality of the goods was amazing, and the army was too strong. In fact, it would be strange to have a strong army. Whether it's skill or skill, the court of Yan Kingdom doesn't care.

Monster beasts are deviant and rebellious, no matter how many things they make, it is a big rebellion.

There is only one, irreconcilable contradiction that the high-ranking officials of the Central Plains have the biggest dislike for the Snake Demon Territory, and that is... no matter who is in the Snake Demon Territory, anyone or demon can read and write!

This move is tantamount to cutting off the roots of countless stakeholders!

Another kind of mechanical crossbow that can be used with only a little effort has also been resisted. The most terrifying thing is the kind of hand crossbow. As long as a child can lift the crossbow, it can kill an adult.

This represents the beginning of the collapse of the order they are familiar with and depend on for survival.

The dignitaries of the Central Plains have obtained some factory processing methods in the Snake Demon Territory through various means. After trying it, they found that only a small amount of production can be made and the quality is not good. Only the drawings are not the key, but the basic materials are ignored.

If you want to manufacture and install armies on a large scale, you need craftsmen who can read, read, and know how to do arithmetic. No one in the Central Plains dares to do this unless you want to die.

The old man surnamed Dong frowned, with a heavy heart.

Although the two are not afraid of death, the old thinking is deeply rooted and they cannot accept monster behavior at all.

"How about... take this opportunity to let both the monster and the zombie suffer, and we will sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

"No!"

Zheshangshu categorically rejected what seemed to be the best suggestion.

Many people in the court, including the emperor, had this idea, and even famous officials gave generous speeches every day to drive away tigers and wolfs.

Anyway, there are no human beings on both sides, the more miserable the fight, the better. At that time, the Yan Kingdom is waiting to take advantage of it. I am afraid that the demon army will also suffer heavy casualties at that time. Dare not dare to speak out. Maybe there will be a chance to make Yan Guo fearful The hundred-year-old demon army is wiped out, which is what it means to drive away tigers and devour wolves.

Unexpectedly, Zheshangshu flatly opposed it.

"Why? People who are not of my race must have different hearts. Who knows whether the flood dragon will return to the Southern Wilderness after beating the zombies."

Zheshangshu sighed, looking helpless.

"Brother Dong, I see that when the empire was first established, the soldiers were able to fight well, and the universe was pacified, and the monsters did not dare to wreak havoc. Now the armies from all over the world are like sheep with no blood.

"Zhemou had seen those rotting corpse monsters in person, and they were stopped by Chunyang and the Western Sect. Those who besieged the capital were full of rotting corpses without soldiers. Even a man could smash them with a wooden stick, and It will not be infected with corpse poison, but you see that hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the previous battle would collapse at the touch of a touch, why?"

"Because when we encounter a problem, the first thing we think of is intrigue and design to frame us, and we never want to win bravely. It's a big mistake, alas..."

Zhe Shangshu's bloodshot eyes were haggard and heaved a sigh, he didn't even feel like drinking tea.

He may understand where the problem is, or he may not understand where the root cause is...

His cloudy, bloodshot eyes looked out the window.

The sky in the capital is gray, the red sun hangs in the sky, and there is less heat, and the cicadas cannot be heard. The gray fog is like a heavy burden on the shoulders. The ancient city with a population of more than two million is dull and depressing, and the direction of the city wall in the distance can be faintly heard Bursts of roar.

The line of sight through the window moves from the Yamen of the Majestic Military Department along the street towards the city gate.

Skimming the lined shops and towering pavilions, passing the tense and suppressed crowd, the closer you are to the city wall, the more you can hear the roars and shouts, and you can even hear the sound of bowstrings when you get closer, and you can see the thick smoke billowing from the tall city wall , The burning arrow drew an arc and flew out of the city.

The eyes flicked over the shoulders and overhead of the running young laborers, through the catapults that threw burning stones out of the city.

Immediately after flying up the city wall, the visual screen saw a black and gray rotting corpse wriggling outside the city, and a huge fireball dragged billowing smoke and flew over the city wall and fell into the crowd of corpses, rolling and rolling out a burning open space.

Looking beyond the battlements, a large number of carrion piled up outside the wall like arhats,

Burning, slashing and killing, the screen is lowered and the carrion is swept over, all you can see are countless scarlet eyes...

In the sky, there is a horse galloping in mid-air close to the treetops.

That's right, the horse is flying, not the cow being blown to the sky.

The size of the black horse is far beyond that of ordinary horses. Its coat color is shiny and its muscles are solid. Its four legs have fine scales like a unicorn. It has a hunting mane. It is dressed in black and gray armor and even has armor on its head.

This dark horse, which is well mixed, has no interest in transformation, and pretends to be the demon emperor's mount all day long.

A certain white thought that since he came to the Central Plains, he would have to be cool, so that people would be envious and jealous. There is no doubt that this dark horse with independent characteristics is indispensable, and it can also be used for transportation to save the hard work of flying.

Bai Yujun was dressed in white light and strong clothes, wearing white cloth boots and holding a rein, sitting on the saddle on the back of a horse to inspect the carrion.

"Drive~!"

The black horse flitted across the wilderness, with enough stamina to not be afraid of being tired.

After scanning around the periphery of the capital city of Yan Kingdom, he turned and walked in another direction. It seems that the capital city can last for a while. Anyway, there are so many houses in the city that are dismantled into wood, put on the city wall, lit and thrown down. At least the time to catch fire The rotting corpses dare not approach, there are no other houses in the huge capital.

The capital city is full of ordinary rotting corpses, and some of them can be a little bit more powerful.

Bai Yujun is going to see the situation along the Great Wall. It is said that the powerful zombies are fighting with the monks from the Central Plains. Let's see how the dangerous battle is going...

After running northward for seven days, he arrived at a military fort near the Great Wall.

The fortress at this time is completely different from the past. Flying practitioners with swords continue to fall into or fly out of the city. When the world is in crisis, there will always be righteous men who jump out and fight bloody battles. If all those brave people die, then there is really no hope.

Looking at the fortress from a distance, it was found that the defense was very strict.

In the distance, two senior disciples of the Golden Core Stage of the Pure Yang Palace flew over from Yujian to check.

Bai Yujun took out the Taishang Elder's badge and hung it up. She originally planned to change it to a real person's badge, but unfortunately she never had time.

The two Chunyang disciples were startled by a monster riding a horse, with long horns and pointed ears on their heads, if it wasn't for the jade charm on their belts, they might have sent out the alarm immediately.

"You are... to meet the elder."

The two belonged to Yuxu, and they respected the legendary white flood dragon.

"I am Bai Yujun of Qingxu, is there anyone from Qingxu's lineage here?"

"Reporting to the elders, Qingxu Peak Master Yang Mu and Master Yu are in the city. Master Yu is coordinating the world's practitioners to resist zombies. They just returned to the city after the confrontation."

"Take me into town quickly."

Two senior disciples of the Jindan stage led a certain white on horseback to fly towards the fortress.

In this kind of place, it is not allowed to fly indiscriminately or enter the city directly from the sky. Outsiders have to lower their voices to show that they are not hostile, and there is a need for order when people are mixed, otherwise they will easily be disrupted by bad guys.

When flying towards the fortress, many non-Pure Yang Palace monks were dumbfounded, not because they were beautiful, but because they didn't expect a big monster to come here.

The black horse raised its head in a proud posture, always proud of its status as the demon emperor's mount.

Passed by many sword-wielding monks, and after lowering the height, passed over the city gate and went straight to the fort commander's tent. The monks cared that the rider was a monster, while the soldiers stationed in the fortress looked at the magical horse with envious eyes.

"Woo~"

The dark horse has the function of calling stop.

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