Chapter 268 Holy City

   “I heard that someone in the tribe has gone to the extremely dark land in the legend of Wu Chenghou?”

  A deep voice resounded in the cave, which was regarded as the “temporary tent” of the barbarian king.

  There is no bonfire, no light, and several standing tall figures even make the whole cave look a little cramped.

  As the king of millions of tribesmen, the barbarian king’s “big tent” is a bit shabby.

  The voice fell, and there was a few breaths of silence.

  One of the burly black shadows replied angrily:

   “Yes, King.”

  The barbarian Yi Wang sat cross-legged on a cold boulder, and slowly opened his blue eyes:

   “Zayer, how did this news spread to the tribal army?”

  The cold wind is bleak, and the snow flying into the cave makes everything look cold and dark.

   Spreading news to disturb the enemy’s morale has existed since ancient times, but it is obviously unrealistic for Dayan to use flying monsters to “distribute leaflets” in this situation, after all, no one can find it.

  Zayer said in a deep voice:

   “King, these news were brought back to the camp from the small group of wolf cavalry we sent to harass the Yan army.”

   “Bring it back to the camp?” The barbarian king Yi frowned slightly when he heard this sentence: “Zayer, I remember that I specifically told you not to let the wolf riders who went out to harass the Yan army return to the original place. If a high-level cultivator sneaks behind the returning wolf cavalry and exposes the position of the army, everything will become empty talk!”

  Hundreds of thousands of troops is a huge number, but it is still like a drop in the ocean in the vast Tianshuizhou.

  The barbarian king is confident that he can kill this big Yan frontier army under the natural disaster of blizzard.

  But if you have a pig

  Zayer fell to his knees and explained:

   “Wang, I didn’t bring it back to the camp directly, but revealed it when the clansmen chatted with each other when the meat was escorted and handed over.”

  When the barbarian King Yi heard this, his voice was filled with anger:

   “This king has stored meat in so many places in advance, why would someone in this formation go out to deliver food?”

  Dayan firmly occupies the people and the people, so they can only make the best use of the weather.

  The barbarian Yiwang knows this very well.

  Because of this, he had already made arrangements in advance when the elite of the imperial court went south.

  Avoid its edge, swim without striking.

  Zayer subconsciously glanced at the burly barbarian beside him, but the next moment, the voice of the barbarian king came over, a little cold:

   “This king is recuperating from his wounds here, so you ignore my orders?”

  At the same time, the terrifying coercion on the barbarian king was released.

   Several burly barbarians in the cave fell to their knees immediately after receiving the breath.

  Zayer took a deep breath, performed a barbarian etiquette, and said with difficulty:

  ”King, some of those wolf riders were injured, and the priests of the tribe were entrusted to go and treat them.”

  The barbarian Yi Wang heard the words and raised his one arm silently, rubbing the hard cuticle of his fingertips between his eyebrows, his voice was cold:

   “A descendant of a tribal noble?”

   “Hmm.”

  “.”

  The words fell, and the cave was silent.

  The barbarians are martial, and they can cold-bloodedly give up a series of burdens such as the elderly, the weak, and the disabled in order to survive, but this does not mean that they have no concept of blood.

  Ordinary clansmen will be directly given up enough military rations if they are not healed, but the heirs of high-ranking nobles will not.

  Zayer is very aware of this, but he is even more aware that the iron blood of this “king” will not allow such a special case to occur.

  After the holy clan is unified, all clan members in the clan judge their value by their contributions.

  At the beginning, the king’s heir was seriously injured on the battlefield and returned. With his noble status, he could provide a lot of precious resources for rescue, but the king directly ordered to give up.

  ”His value is not enough to make the saints pay such a price. Returning the soul to the ancestor god is his best result.”

  When the cold-blooded words rang in his ears, Zaye looked worriedly at the murderous intent emerging from the barbarian king’s eyes.

  With the current situation, the Holy Race cannot withstand another purge.

  In the end, the murderous intent in the eyes of the barbarian Yi Wang turned into a long sigh, with a tired voice:

  ”I want to train my offspring, but I am afraid of their death. Forget it, the top priority is not to pursue responsibility. Immediately order this news to be blocked, so as not to disturb the morale of the army.”

   “Yes.”

  Zayer heard the words and immediately glanced sideways at a burly barbarian beside him.

  Looking at each other for a while,

  The burly barbarian saluted and quickly exited the cave.

  The cave returns to silence,

  Zayer looked at the barbarian king with an uncertain expression in front of him, saluted and asked:

   “King, this news has spread in the Ministry of Misfortune and the royal court. I wonder if this news is true?”

  The barbarian King Yi’s heart was as heavy as iron, but he said calmly on the surface:

  ”The Yan people want to disturb the morale of our army and force us to fight with them. Naturally, we can’t fall into their trap.”

  Hearing this,

  As a brother who grew up with the barbarian king, Zaye seemed to understand something. After a little silence, he suddenly said:

   “Yiting, Gongxiong, you two go out first.”

  “.”

   After a moment of silence, the other two barbarians also saluted and left.

  For a while, only the barbarian King Yi and Zaye were left in the cave.

  When the barbarian King Yi saw this scene, his tone softened slightly, and his indifferent tone brought a hint of a smile:

   “Zayer, if you want to reminisce about the old days, it’s not too late to do it after the king recovers from his injuries?”

  Zayer stood up slowly, staring at the barbarian King Yi:

   “Wang, you know I’m a straightforward person, so I asked directly.”

  “.”

  The barbarian King Yi’s eyes were fixed, then he sighed and spit out a word: “Ask.”

  Zayer’s voice suppressed some emotions:

   “Wu Chenghou from Dayan really went to the extremely dark place?”

  ”It should be.” The voice of the barbarian Yiwang was very calm: “Otherwise, the Great Yan army would not send high-ranking strongmen to block the two mountain ranges regardless of the cost, preventing us from escaping to the north.”

  Zayer’s heart trembled, and the barbarian’s unique deep voice brought a little tremor:

   “My lord, there are millions of women and children of the Holy Race in the extremely dark land.”

   “Zayer, calm down.”

  The barbarian king Yi Youlan’s eyes were calm, and his tone was a little bit relieved: “The extremely dark land is vast and boundless. It is not easy to find the holy city of my holy clan? And the luggage that Wu Chenghou carried It shouldn’t be much, not enough for him to stay in the extremely dark place for a long time.”

   “What if it falls?” Zaye clenched his fists tightly, his horny horns creaking: “That’s the holy city.”

  Holy City.

  After the unification of the barbarian kings and kings, the city was built with looted materials over the years.

  It’s not too big, not even as good as a county in Dayan.

  But it is a symbol of the establishment of the royal court, which represents the barbarian clan’s change from being scattered and scrambling for resources with each other to a unified external.

   “That’s it.”

  The barbarian Yiwang looked at his old friend who was walking all the way in front of him, and smiled lowly: “Zayer, do you think we should make a quick decision? Return to the holy city?”

  Zayer bowed his head and saluted:

   “Wu Yuan has led one hundred thousand elites of Yan to chase us for more than a month. Now the army and horses are tired and exhausted. If they attack, they will be defeated.”

   “No way.”

  The Barbarian King Yi rejected the proposal without thinking, and said in a low voice: “Although I don’t know the reason, that Wu Yuan seems to be in a hurry, chasing us in the blizzard so ostentatiously , almost pasted the four characters “come and attack me” on the forehead.”

  Speaking,

  The Barbarian King Yi stretched out his one arm and stood up, supporting himself from the boulder, with a chuckle:

   “She wants to bet with me on whether she can hold me down before Zong Qingsheng returns to his aid.”

  Zayer took a deep breath and asked:

  ”My lord, why don’t you gamble? Now we have won seven or eight out of ten battles all the way south, but now we are trapped in the territory of Dayan, and the morale of the army has been shaken. If we continue to avoid the war like this, the tribal people may not change their hearts.”

  The barbarian king Yi walked slowly to the entrance of the cave, his burly figure almost occupied the narrow entrance, and looked up at the endless white:

   “The reason why the saints have come to this point is largely because of the internal struggles of the Great Yan Dynasty, and every gamble this king has made is based on their internal struggles. Wu Yuan is so anxious to want to The decisive battle with this king should be related to their internal conflicts in Dayan.”

  ”However, since we defeated the 300,000 frontier army with the information of the high-level minister, sometimes the king wonders whether our saints are going south too fast.”

   “Too fast?”

  ”Yes, it’s too fast.” The barbarian king Yi repeated in a low voice.

  Zayer hesitated: “King, didn’t you say before that if you don’t take this opportunity to go south, after a hundred years, hundreds of years, my saint clan will no longer be able to compete with Dayan?”

  The barbarian king Yi looked down at his only remaining arm, and looked at the mysterious lines on the cuticle:

  ”No, what this king means is that we miscalculated the conflict between the Great Yan Royal Court and those so-called sects. The relationship between them is not as relaxed as it seems on the surface. When it gets to the point of immortality, 300,000 elites will be given away as gifts.”

  Speaking of which,

  The barbarian king Yi who stood at the entrance of the cave sighed: “If this king could see this earlier, maybe the time for the saints to go south would be later, and there would be fewer obstacles at that time.” A lot, and there wouldn’t be such a big risk.”

  The barbarian Yi Wang slowly turned his eyes, looked at Zaye behind his side eyes, and said in a low voice:

  ”Zayer, your suggestion was correct at the beginning. When the Beifeng Army and the Black Scale Army went north, we should retreat bravely and return to the extremely dark land to digest the achievements of the past few years .”

  ”There is civil strife in Great Yan, and my saints are resting and recuperating. When they are weak due to civil strife in Great Yan, it will be much easier for the saints to go south again.

  ”It’s even easier than taking advantage of this blizzard disaster.”

  “.”

  Zayer’s eyes were a bit complicated: “King, if Dayan doesn’t have Tianxiang weapons, your decision-making can’t make the saints fail.”

  The barbarian Yiwang noticed his gaze, and said helplessly:

  ”Time is fate, it’s too late to say these things now, this king overestimates himself too much, and believes too much in his own judgment on the overall situation. Now that our saint clan’s retreat has been blocked, we can only Wait, wait for the drastic change that Wu Yuan is eager for to happen, and wait for the opportunity.”

  Zayer looked at the familiar friend in front of him, was silent for a long time in the wind and snow, and said in a low voice:

   “King, I understand.”

  The barbarian Yi Wang suddenly laughed again, his deep voice pretending to be relaxed:

  ”I can understand your worry. Wu Chenghou of Dayan is indeed a character, but isn’t there still Erji in the extremely dark land? He is the most handsome of the three of us.” Smart, even if Wu Chenghou really found the holy city, he would find a way to evacuate the people in the holy city.

  ”As long as the people keep it, the holy city is just a city and can be rebuilt.”

  In an extremely dark place, there is endless darkness at a glance. There is no light here, and the darkness here seems to be eternal.

  But at this moment, the divine light rising from the formation of the Great Flame Army almost illuminated half of the sky.

  A rather stalwart city stands in the canyon, like a child stripped of its clothes under the Great Yan army.

    The sound of fighting and screams came and went, the city was in chaos, and the corpses of countless barbarians piled up like mountains.

  Different from those burly barbarians, the corpses here are a bit short, and most of them have not even grown the cuticle to keep out the cold.

  The barbarians are martial, and adult barbarian women can also fight.

  When the city was broken, under the organization of the remaining generals, the barbarian troops temporarily organized retreated out of the city in an orderly manner.

  However, the release of Yunqi bombs has dispersed the surrounding snow clouds, and without the cover of snow and fog, the white-armored heavy cavalry belonging to the Beifeng Army are like the sickle of death, cutting their fleeing troops with one knife after another .

  “.”

  Since he entered the city, Niu Yeqing didn’t know how many barbarians he had killed.

  Different from the civil war against rebellion he had experienced before, after he entered the city, he didn’t need to distinguish between civilians and soldiers at all, as long as he saw something moving, he could chop it with a knife.

  This is an unequal massacre.

  Kill.

  Kill.

  Kill.

  The blade of the spirit knife in his hand has already rolled, and the black blood stained on the white armor is particularly conspicuous. When he regained consciousness, as far as he could see, the city was already full of corpses.

  Niu Yeqing wandered around the streets of the city in silence. Except for the comrades who were carrying out the sweeping order, there were basically no living things around the streets.

  But this is just the beginning.

  Hou Ye’s order is to kill the city and massacre the city.

   “Boom!”

  Together with the four fellows of the same team, they broke down the barbarian’s unique architectural style snow house. Niu Yeqing’s eyes immediately stopped on the two barbarians in the house.

  A barbarian woman and a barbarian child, hugging each other tremblingly.

   These two barbarians should be mother and son

  Niu Yeqing thought so, and pulled out the saber that had been rolled along with the four comrades beside him.

   But at this point,

  The barbarian woman who was still trembling suddenly threw the barbarian child out of the window, shouted a few barbarian words they didn’t understand, and then rushed towards them directly.

  The barbarians are very tall, and women are no exception, about twice as tall as those burly human men.

  Ordinary people would never be opponents of these barbarians, but unfortunately, they are cultivators.

   “Pfft!”

  Combined tacitly, several sword lights flashed, and the woman’s tall figure had already become a corpse, but her eyes were fixed on the direction in which the child left.

  Looking at the corpses of the barbarian women, one of them asked hesitantly:

   “Litou, the child should be in no danger, do you want to chase him?”

  Li glanced at her, and said in a cold voice:

   “Chasing, when the barbarian cub grows up, I don’t know how many people of our Great Yan will be killed.”

  “.”

  Hearing this, several people had different expressions on their faces, including pity, sigh, helplessness, and excitement, but no one spoke out to dissuade them.

   There was a short silence, and they were all chasing outside the house by running the exercises.

  As soon as I left the house,

   “嗡——”

  A knife light, and then the five people saw that the barbarian child had been divided into two, and the eyes that could not be closed were full of fear.

  The person who drew the sword put the sword back into its sheath, and saluted the old man wearing the commander’s armor beside him:

   “Master Hou, this city has been slaughtered, should we continue?”

  Watching the child die calmly, the old man closed his eyes for a few breaths, as if sensing something, opened his eyes again, and said indifferently:

   “There are only 300,000 people in this city, and the number of barbarians is definitely more than that. Gather up the supplies and continue northward.”

  (end of this chapter)