Chapter 239 The Thirty-Second Act Enters the Northern Wilderness II
Chapter 239 Act 32 Entering the Northern Wilderness II
The Wuping Mountains are located at the boundary between Shuozhou and Guizhou. The mountains are high and steep, and are rich in obsidian. In the persistent cold wind of the north, the white snow alternates with the exposed, dark rock formations, making it seem like something out of this world.
The famous artist, with the help of his drunken passion, created a painting of thick ink, light colors and vigorous brushstrokes between heaven and earth.
There are five peaks in the Wuping Mountains, with different heights. They look like five sturdy men standing in the windy and snowy wilderness, representing the North Pole of the continent that humans can reach.
In the legend of the Shuodi people, these five peaks are the five indomitable heroes - the four brothers who are strong and good at fighting, and their kind-hearted little sister. From north to south, they are called Heen, Jiya and An respectively.
Lu, Xulie and Suda mean the five precious virtues of generosity, loyalty, integrity, bravery and compassion.
According to legend, when the great god Pangu created the world, the Northland was not frozen like it is today, but a paradise with spring-like seasons and birds singing and flowers fragrant. However, one day, the devil suddenly brought disaster to the world:
For several years, only fire rain fell from the sky, turning the originally lush vegetation into ashes. The fires filled the sky and formed cloud-like thick smoke, covering the sun and moon, making it impossible to distinguish between day and night. Then earthquakes occurred frequently.
, the incoming seawater separated the earth into isolated islands one after another.
After the flood receded, people who originally spoke the same language, wrote the same words, and believed in the same gods began to hate each other under the bewitchment of the devil, and could no longer unite together.
And these five heroes, when the rain of fire was raging in the world, blocked the rain of fire from the devil with their own flesh and blood. Amidst the dazzling white light and the loud noise, which could almost blind people's eyes, the five brothers and sisters
It turned into five high mountains that tower over the sky and the earth, and also left the last piece of fertile grassland in Shuobei to the world for the ancestors of the Shuodi people.
At the moment, on the top of the shortest peak in the south, called Suda, between the snow line and the clear black and white boundaries of the rocks, there are actually several figures in cloaks. One of the men is thin and aloof, standing alone in the wind.
In the snow, he stood still, like a stone statue. Although his face looked young, there were many white hairs growing on his temples. He was squinting his eyes and looking towards the dark southwest——
Looking down from the top of the mountain, all you can see is pitch black. There is no moonlight, and there are no stars in the sky. And the snowstorm that has been falling for several nights has no sign of calming down, but is getting more and more fierce.
However, just where the man looked, there were a few faint firelights in the darkness. They were the endless ghost states on the west bank of the Nuanshui River, and the thousands of miles of tundra glowing with light blue fluorescence. Although the firelight was weak now
, but it passed through heavy fog and wind and snow, lighting up the dark night with a red glow.
"Lord Kunjie, there seems to be something on your mind?"
A person behind him stepped forward and bowed. In his hand was a staff as tall as a person, made of whale bone and inlaid with roses. The eyes hidden in the cloak were not commensurate with his age.
His decisiveness and ruthlessness are none other than the young man who was promoted to the rank of Elder with the Staff not long ago, and is called Zie Shu.
Kunjie shook his head and answered the question inappropriately:
"The last time I climbed this mountain, I was traveling with Bai Jiangxi, the founding emperor of the great dynasty. At that time, he didn't know how to fight a war, let alone how to govern a country... Life is short, and I didn't expect that in a flash,
It is already more than 1,800 years later..."
"The lifespan of people on land is quite short. Today, Dasheng has long since ceased to exist, but the first one is still standing here. This world belongs to our Cangyu people. Once we find the cities left by our ancestors, we can learn from those on land. Take it back from the untouchables in one fell swoop!”
The stick-holding elder was right in what he said. After all, for these followers carefully selected by Kun Jie, there is no difference between killing a land man and trampling to death an ant.
The man in the cloak did not answer, nor did he look at the other person. He just stared at the looming fire in the darkness, as if whispering to himself:
"However, after staying on land for a long time, I suddenly felt that these so-called untouchables actually have a much more interesting life than those of us who have inherited the long lifespan of our ancestors. Regardless of their longevity It's quite short, but it also makes them cherish all the good things they encounter more, and it's easier to forget and resolve the hatred between each other——"
Ji Shu didn't know what Kun Jie meant. He was about to ask, but he heard the other party change his subject, "However, under my continuous instigation, provocation, coercion and inducement for thousands of years, they were still exposed. My hypocritical side, my lowly side. These land people can never exist in this world again!"
"As long as Master Kunjie gives the order, his subordinates will immediately lead the crowd to kill them all!"
The elder holding the staff immediately bowed again, eager to give himself a chance to make meritorious deeds. After all, after taking office, he had not been able to personally kill a land man, and he had always been upset about this.
"Don't be impatient. Now, we still need these people on land to contain each other to lay a chance for victory in the last step. After that, it doesn't matter how many people you want to kill."
Kun Jie pressed his palms to prevent the other party from continuing, and then pointed to the spark of fire in the distance and asked, "How is that Duke Ye who likes to wear white clothes now?"
"Ye Guo's group has rested by the Nuanshui River for several days, and caught a giant whale as supplies. It seems that they are planning to hit the road today. However, there is such a violent snowstorm blowing now. I don't know when it will stop. It is probably necessary. Wait a few more days."
Ji Shu bowed and reported.
After hearing this, Kun Jie nodded: "That's good. They stay here for a while longer so that others can catch up."
"But if that land man who borrowed a boat from Peng State chickens out and doesn't want to go looking for the Holy City anymore -"
Ji Shu raised his concerns, but before he could finish his words, the person in front of him burst into laughter:
"No? Why do you think I led Qi Shouyu to find him and brought him back to Mulu City? Why did I let him 'encounter' that famous man in the Shihua Pavilion at the right time? The girl named Ziyuan?"
Kun Jie suddenly paused, turned back meaningfully, looked into his subordinate's eyes and said,
"Now behind us, there are several teams of landmen who covet the power of the ancestors and are rushing non-stop towards the snowfield of Guizhou. Let them play a game of cat and mouse with each other. If People from all walks of life really meet at the foot of the Holy City, and there will definitely be a bloody battle. And our journey to the Holy City will become more leisurely. It saves us the effort to kill people, but we can take this opportunity to see A once-in-a-lifetime show!”
As the thin man spoke, he laughed again, until he was a little out of breath. It was as if the chess game he had planned so hard for so many years was finally coming to fruition at this moment, ushering in the long-destined end.
At the same time, in his ears, he could vaguely hear a few wolf howls drifting in the wind and snow, echoing in the valley.
"Our precious Chilangs have also arrived?"
The smile on Kun Jie's face became even brighter. However, it was not a smile that came from the heart because of joy. Instead, it seemed to be almost crazy, like a devil, a creepy and hideous smile.
"The wolves that retreated from Changshuo and Shuo Prefectures have now gathered at the foot of the mountain."
Before Ji Shu could reply, a man dressed as a fireman not far away responded first. He seemed to have been waiting for the opportunity to report the matter to Kunjie.
"How did I meet you face to face? You were not specially arranged by this elder to follow the leaders around you!"
The elder holding the staff squinted his eyes and looked him up and down, and his expression suddenly changed.
But it was too late, and then he saw the figure of Zhihuo on the opposite side swaying, and he suddenly took action. He pulled out a slender sharp blade made of shell armor from his sleeve, and stabbed Kunjie directly in the chest.
!
"Rebellious, dare to assassinate the leader!"
Zie Shu immediately waved the staff in his hand to stop him, but suddenly he glanced sideways and saw Kun Jie's eyes. There was something half-smiling in his eyes, and he also revealed incomparable fanaticism and arrogance, which made the elder holding the staff at last
Suddenly he stopped holding his hand.
With a pop, the sharp blade accurately penetrated Kun Jie's chest. Scarlet hot blood surged out from the gap between the wound and the murder weapon, instantly soaking through his body armor.
However, the face of the assassin did not show the ecstasy after the success. Instead, his expression gradually changed from confusion to fear. Because Kun Jie in front of him suddenly changed his appearance at this time. And the knife in the assassin's hand was now just a stab.
On the chest of a close friend he met!
He was immediately stunned. He let go of his hand and staggered back a few steps. Then he finally realized that what he saw was not an illusion, and then he rushed forward like crazy, muttering to himself that he wanted to stop the bleeding of the injured person.
Kun Jie, however, seemed like a ghost, reappearing from the side of Zie Shu, signaling the elder with the staff to eradicate the dissidents.
After receiving the order, Jie Shu waved his staff without hesitation and hit the assassin in the middle of the shoulder blade. With just a slight crisp sound, the opponent's spine was smashed on the spot, and the whole person collapsed to the ground in pain.
, feces and urine flowed freely, and he became a cripple unable to move on the spot.
Kun Jie walked forward slowly, the dark red snow scattered under his feet making a crunching sound:
"I have known for a long time that there are still people in the clan who have doubts about the great cause and even hold grudges against me."
"Shouldn't I hate you? We have irrefutable evidence that you deliberately destroyed the barrier in Cangliu City back then!"
The assassin who fell to the ground was covered in cold sweat, but he still tried to muster the last bit of strength.
However, Kun Jie did not show any surprise at all. He just used his feet to fiddle with the opponent's limbs, which were as soft as dead objects: "What's your name?"
He looked expressionlessly at his fellow tribesmen who were lying on the ground with tears streaming down their faces, as if he were looking at a dying fish that had been rolled ashore by the waves and was struggling to survive.
"If you don't change your name in work, or change your surname in office, Cangliu City is just a mediocre person! It's useless for you to kill me. Now my wife and children are buried at the bottom of Chanying together with Cangliu City, all alone, with no worries! At this moment
Although I can't kill you, if I can't get back in time, my companions will continue our plan and let the tribe see what kind of devil is hidden under your sanctimonious appearance!"
The assassin roared with all his strength, but his voice was as thin as the moan of a mosquito in the intensifying snowstorm.
Kun Jie was not irritated by the curse. Instead, he bent down and got closer to ensure that what he said next could be heard by the other party:
"Oh? Since you are so confident, I suddenly can't wait to know what it will be like if that day really comes. But it is a pity that long before this trip to the north, I ordered the law enforcement, the deacon
The two elders secretly investigated. The 2,713 companions you are talking about now may have a worse fate than you!"
Accompanied by a burst of laughter, tears suddenly flowed from the assassin's eyes of grief and anger, and endless despair was revealed due to the numbers reported by the other party. However, this despair was like the blood in the water to the giant shark, which made
Kun Jie became more and more crazy. He actually reached out to grab the staff from the hand of Zie Shu beside him, and hit Yong Jun's forehead hard with the head of the staff again and again.
The fist-sized Xuangui was extremely hard and soon smashed the flesh of the assassin's forehead into a blur of flesh and blood. Under the severe pain, he could only scream in pain, but he could not even lift his hand to move.
Resist it, let alone avoid it.
The screams gradually stopped at some point. By the time Kun Jie stopped his hand, Yong Jun's head had already become like a soft ball filled with water, slowly deflating at a perceptible speed.
The wind stirred up blood foam, and soon completely buried the blood stains mixed with yellow and white brain matter on the ground. It also dissipated into nothingness along with the mournful wailing that had echoed in the valley before, as if nothing had happened.
Kun Jie led the crowd from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. The glimmering ice field in front of him was crowded with a large black shadow. However, those shadows were not members of the Cangyu tribe, but were as strong as men.
Lion, galloping wolf with mane standing tall!
Next to every ten wolves, there is a person who is responsible for raising them. Seeing Kunjie coming down the mountain, two people immediately stepped forward in front of the wolves and bowed:
"Sir, what you asked has been completed."
These two people are the law enforcement elder Ye Hui and the deacon elder Lu Ai whom Kun Jie mentioned before. Hearing this, the man nodded silently:
"Not bad, really good! Before entering the Ghost State, we can eliminate the last hidden dangers. Our clan's great cause is just around the corner!"
"First Officer, what should be done with the corpses of those traitors?"
Ye Hui raised his hand and asked again. Kun Jie seemed to have already thought about it:
"Since we are of the same race, we naturally can't just abandon them. Just like those people on land, let's take them with us into the Ghost State! After all, we still have many wolves to feed before arriving in the Holy City!"
The law enforcement and deacon elders immediately resigned, but they did not feel that there was anything wrong with this move. Soon, the bodies of more than two thousand Cangyu tribesmen who had their clothes removed were piled on Chilang's back like sandbags.
, and were fixed with thick ropes. If you look closely, you can see that almost every wolf carries at least three or four bodies on its back, and as many as seven or eight human corpses are piled up.
Among the dead, there were grassland people dressed as Di people, some wearing the sun armor of Yujing Wuwei, and even soldiers from Ye State and Wei Liang. These were all corpses that Kun Jie had specially ordered to collect on the battlefield.
.Most of the corpses had already been covered with a thick layer of frost, making their already horrific death conditions even more bizarre.
You’ve all seen this, why don’t you pay attention quickly?