The southern wilderness is covered with red flowers and trees and cliffs and steep peaks.

Bai Yujun stood on the top of the peak and looked at the north. His eyes seemed to be passing over the mountains and rivers, and he saw the black air of death filling the air. Darkness enveloped the earth, withered trees, flowers and grass, and beasts wailing, moving southward day and night.

To be honest, I don't know where those corpses came from. Considering the ruins of the Dragon Palace everywhere, it's not a good thing.

At the foot of the mountain, the snake demon soldiers have left the exquisite wooden houses in the forest to gather for training. The supplies accumulated over the past few years are being packed into boxes. Perhaps the snake demon army will leave the southern wilderness again soon.

Bai Yujun didn't want a war, nor did he want the snake demon to suffer casualties.

However, the rise of racial civilization does not rely on conspiracy or calculation, nor on words, but on blood, and on bloody battles to create a prosperous age. God's destiny will only favor a race that strives for strength, and those who are content with enjoying themselves will only be worms hiding in their comfortable nests.

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If the snake demon clan wants to grow stronger, it must do something. It is not about giving, it is about doing and participating.

In my heart, I decided to participate in the inevitable catastrophe, but did not plan to send the army north immediately. The human race was afraid that the snake demon army would rob them of their thousands of acres of prime farmland and street shops, and they were afraid that their manors would be renamed. This is human nature.

, after all, it’s good that the two sides are not of the same race and haven’t fought.

"People... won't wake up until they feel the pain and misery."

Human beings are like this. The cycle of prosperity and decline goes on and on. Only when someone kills someone and beats them in the house and it hurts will they remember that if they forget to fight, they will be in danger. They will not wake up until they feel the pain.

If the spanking hurts, you will naturally wake up. Of course, it is also possible to spank the buttocks and then change parts of the back to continue being spanked.

In addition, the covenant signed with Taizu of the Yan Kingdom restricted the movement of the snake demon army. To go to the Great Wall in the North, one had to pass through the Central Plains. The covenant clearly stipulated that no one could enter the Central Plains without the emperor's permission. They could only wait for the emperor's nod to agree, and the calculation was settled.

Don't even think about protecting world peace within the next six months.

The only good news is that zombies no longer carry corpse poison, which avoids the possibility of spreading.

Bai Yujun is worried.

In many places in the north that are occupied by zombies, only large earth veins are still there. Smaller earth veins and water veins seem to be dead. This is not a good sign. It looks like a barren mountain and wilderness that has been sealed off. This is what the Sea of ​​Corpses has.

potential.

When the carrion goes south, it has to pass through the tribes in the northern wasteland, which can buy a little time for the Central Plains. If the Yan Kingdom is still awake... they must not beat people.

Bai Yujun shook his head, jumped up slightly and floated through the mist towards Bai Mansion.

There is nothing I can do or do at the moment. I can only stay at home, eat cakes and enjoy the lotus flowers, or go to the mountains to soak in hot springs and wash my long hair. I occasionally think that if the snakes were not involved in the fight with the dragon hunters, they might still be free and alone now.

Now, I never imagined that I could support such a big family business.

Things are unpredictable, so just do your best.

…

No one can resist the zombie tide.

No matter the so-called invincible wolf cavalry or the ferocious tribe, they will know what it is to truly not be afraid of death when facing the tide of corpses. A thin black line appears on the horizon where the grass meets the blue sky, and then the black air envelopes the blue sky, densely packed like a tide.

The carrion is spreading in a bustling manner, and it cannot be stopped.

Fortunately, the movement speed is not very fast, and you can escape danger as long as you run.

Countless tribes of all ethnic groups hurried south to approach the Great Wall. The garrison officials could not open the city gate. As the zombies approached, the frightened tribes attacked the Great Wall pass like crazy. After opening the city gate, they did not occupy the pass and drag their families with them.

Continue running south.

The Yan Kingdom's court didn't know it was in serious trouble until the tribes swarmed into the pass...

However, the stagnant court still had no countermeasures.

Shifting the blame, being silent, being prudent and protecting oneself, the adults who used to scold Fang Qiu for strategizing and winning thousands of miles away are slowly getting excited. The things are too big and the risks are too big. It’s good to do it well. If you don’t do it well, you will have to take the blame. The minister who opens his mouth to the country and shuts up to the people is the safest choice.

wait and see.

Chunyang Palace and the Western Sect suddenly found that the court was not as responsive as before. In the past, the suggestions of the two major sects were implemented quickly, for fear of being too late and making the immortal cultivators unhappy.

Perhaps... it started when the dispute between the two religions started, and the imperial court and the Emperor, who were caught in the middle, unknowingly improved their status.

Time is wasted just watching and hoping that the monster will retreat automatically...

The tide of corpses left the snowfields and headed south in early summer. Now it is winter. The black torrent overflows across the wasteland and grasslands and approaches the Great Wall. When the guards of the Great Wall beacon tower see the black line in the sky, they quickly light the beacon!

Wolf smoke rises, and the beacon towers are lined up like stars.

It was still a bright day when the first wisp of smoke was lit, and the beacon fire spread all the way. It was already dark when we finally arrived at the fortress. The fortress commander got up and went out to see all the nearby beacon towers lit. The jumping red flames were like swaying candles under the night sky.

, endless...

"Be on guard! Enter the city...!"

The fortress is connected to the Great Wall. Because it has sufficient supplies and elite soldiers to resist intrusions from the wilderness tribes all year round, those tribes also know that this place is dangerous and turn to attack elsewhere to escape. The city wall is tall, and there are high mountains on both sides, similar to passes.

The sound of drums echoed in the valley. The elite frontier troops lit torches at intersections in an orderly manner. Wearing armor and holding swords, they climbed up the city wall, thinking that the wilderness tribes were coming to attack the city.

Soon the city walls were filled with soldiers, but they did not light too many torches and lanterns for fear that torches would illuminate the walls and attract archers to attack them.

The commander tried his best to look outside the city, only to see dense and endless red eyes...

The soldiers were panicked and frightened.

"Shoot rockets! Quick!"

Several rockets flew into the night and slowly landed. Then, the defenders on the city wall retreated with a bang.

They were all dead, and no one knew how much darkness there was in the distance. The scene shifted to a high-altitude view, with sparse torches lighting up the fortress walls in the darkness. To the north was a sea of ​​red eyes...

Several fast horses dragged the messenger carrying the yellow flag on his back and ran wildly. The fast horses rushed all night to the nearest big city to ask for help.

The Great Wall is just a wall. Someone needs to stand on it and wield weapons to take advantage. Although there are Chunyang and Western monks to help, the zombies are not weak. The defense line is too long and there are no soldiers to guard it. The tide of zombies crosses the Great Wall and rushes towards the city full of blood.

Day and night, the villages and towns along the way were instantly wiped out like mud in a flood.

That night, several large cities close to the Great Wall fell. There were no survivors. After being swept away, they continued southward, seemingly planning to eat one city after another until all living things were eaten.

There are only two places that break through the natural barrier of the Great Wall, and the number of corpses is not too many.

Anyone who dares to pick up a weapon can be stabbed to death by even a wooden stick. There are few high-level zombies and most of them are low-level rotting corpses. Unfortunately, after losing their bloodiness, they can only sit back and watch the rotting corpses wail with their legs weak and wait for death.

There were also northern wasteland tribes who entered the customs and looted food everywhere, adding fuel to the already chaotic situation.

Several cities were wiped out in a row, and the dignitaries were finally afraid. The tide of corpses was not a joke but a serious matter. There were many noble families and property in those cities, and all their efforts were lost in one night. I don’t know how many small nobles, gentry or famous people were there.
Chapter completed!