Long Chen took the luminous pearl, flew into the air, grabbed a stone with one hand, and carefully read the words on the stone wall.
"In the twenty-seventh year of Jianwu's reign, he fought with Long Yuan here, killing 120,000 enemies, 60,000 dead, and more than 20,000 wounded soldiers sleeping in Longtan."
When Long Chen landed, Gan Xin asked: "Sir, what is written on it?"
Gan Xin and Mo Lin were not highly educated and had no problem reading and writing. However, they did not understand much about things from hundreds of years ago.
Long Chen said: "A record, a record about this war."
"In the twenty-seventh year of Jianwu, which was the reign of Wu Sheng, he and the ancestors of the Long family fought fiercely here. Our army lost 120,000 people, the ghosts died 60,000, and the remaining 20,000 wounded soldiers were sleeping in the water pool. This water pool
It’s called Longtan.”
Long Chen truthfully told the written records.
Gan Xing felt a little shocked that the casualties on both sides were so tragic.
"Martial Saint was still thinking about awakening these ghost soldiers hundreds of years later, but he didn't expect that adults would take care of them."
Mo Lin felt a little proud.
Long Chen smiled and said: "Let's go, there are still six places to look for."
The three of them carefully returned along the original path. When they walked out of the cave, Feng He let out a long sigh of relief.
"I finally came back. How many ghost soldiers did you find?"
Feng He saw that the water flowing out became very turbid, and he must have had something happen inside.
Mo Lin chuckled and said, "Guess."
Feng He said: "How do I know? Just tell me."
Gan Xin said: "More than 20,000 ghost soldiers, kill them all."
Feng He took a deep breath and asked in shock: "More than 20,000?"
The five thousand ghost soldiers at Yanmen Pass are already scary, but I didn't expect that there were twenty thousand ghost soldiers hidden in this underground river.
How many soldiers and horses does this Martial Saint hide?
"Let's go to the next location."
Seeing the number of ghost soldiers here, Long Chen became even more anxious. He must kill all the ghost soldiers he could find, otherwise there would be endless trouble.
Yihe and Mujin were still looking at the emerging river water. The water emerging from the underground river suddenly became strange. The color of the water turned gray, as if it was mixed with plant ash.
When the water comes out, it has an indescribable smell.
"Don't be in a daze, let's go!"
When Long Chen mounted his horse, Feng He shouted, and the two of them hurriedly climbed onto the horse and followed Long Chen to the northwest.
...
South of the glacier.
Li Chengdao left the Crystal Palace with 70 ghost soldiers. After walking for a while, Li Chengdao suddenly stopped and said to a ghost soldier behind him: "I forgot something. I'll go back and get it. You guys wait for me here."
Of the 70 ghost soldiers, Li Chengdao selected two with high cultivation as captains, one named Luo Heng and the other named Pang Yun.
The two captains immediately stopped and waited for Li Chengdao to return.
Hurrying back to the glacier, Li Chengdao hid nearby and watched the ghost fetus leave in the northwest direction.
After the ghost fetus was gone, Li Chengdao stood up.
He came back not to get anything, but to see what the ghost was going to do.
He took Long Teng and Di Ling to the north and sent him to the southeast to intercept and kill Long Chen.
Last time, the ghost child also changed places without saying a word, and Li Chengdao spent a lot of effort to find this place.
This time the ghost child left Li Chengdao behind again and ran away with his men.
Every time I am the abandoned chess piece.
Li Chengdao took out the trick bag of tricks from his sleeve and slowly opened it. There was a passage written inside:
Ice cave under Hutou Mountain in Wohu Ridge.
With only one address and no other explanation, Li Chengdao didn't understand what the ghost fetus meant.
According to previous estimates, there should be someone hiding in this place, and he went there to revive the people hidden in it, and then let them kill Long Chen.
This is based on experience.
However, Li Chengdao felt that this matter was very dangerous.
The reason is very simple. I am a descendant of Li Yuanba. If I meet anyone from the past, I will be beaten.
When Gao Qinhu regained consciousness, Li Chengdao was beaten half to death.
After the wild wolf woke up, he also wanted Li Chengdao's life.
Because I had a bad ancestor, I was targeted wherever I went.
The person who wants to be revived this time may be a ruthless person, and he must have suffered losses in the past.
"What a shit job."
Li Chengdao tore the note into pieces and scattered it in the cold wind.
Looking at the marks left on the snow, Li Chengdao slowly walked back.
The ghost fetus must resurrect the Martial Saint and the ghost girl here. The ghost fetus' mission must be completed, and Li Chengdao still needs to rely on the ghost clan for revenge.
Slowly walking back to the place where they left, Luo Heng and Pang Yun stood waiting, while the other ghost soldiers sat on the ground.
Compared to when they first woke up, these ghost soldiers look more like humans now.
In other words, they look more natural.
When he first woke up, the armor on his body had been soaked for four hundred years, and his body looked very strange.
Now that the armor has been cleaned, the body has become clean and more like a normal person.
Of course, the cold death aura on his body cannot be changed.
Moreover, after four hundred years, there is a different sense of vicissitudes in his eyes.
"Let's go."
Li Chengdao did not stop and walked southeast with 70 ghost soldiers.
In fact, Li Chengdao didn't know where Crouching Tiger Ridge was, so he had to capture a barbarian to serve as a guide.
The group of people walked slowly forward for many days until they saw a different color.
Spring is here, the north is still frozen, the land is completely white, and the black and brown colors are particularly conspicuous in the snow.
When he saw it, Li Chengdao showed a smile on his face, pointed at the barbarian in front and said: "You eat first, and when you are full, catch the rest alive."
"Remember, we need guides, keep some experienced ones."
The ghost soldiers had been waiting in the glacier for a long time and were very excited to see the barbarian.
Compared to older people, they prefer young people, especially young women, because the blood tastes more delicious.
Luo Heng and Pang Yun were very happy and said, "Don't worry, we know."
The two men rushed over quickly with their ghost soldiers.
This is a small tribe of barbarians. They finally spent the cold winter in the cave. The spring snow melted, the land was exposed, and there was a slight grass color in the distance. The animals couldn't wait to eat the grass roots that had just turned green.
The barbarian rode on horseback, waving his whip happily and driving the sheep lazily, while the child happily ran on the pony.
This winter was very cold, and coupled with the rumors of the ghost clan, they had a very difficult time.
But no matter what, they survived.
"Aye, look at that person, who is there?"
A child asked when he saw the ghost soldiers approaching quickly and pointed the whip in his hand to the north.
The man looked to the north and saw the ghost soldiers wearing black armor. He was not sure for a moment.
Since the barbarians and the Central Plains are no longer at war, it is not surprising to see Central Plains people wearing armor here.
"Let me see."
The herdsmen spurred their horses forward and the sheep got out of the way.
When they arrived at the front, the herdsmen pointed at the ghost soldiers rushing towards them and shouted: "Who are you?"
When Luo Heng saw the herdsmen, his speed suddenly increased, he threw the herdsmen on horseback down, pinned them to the ground and tore open their necks to suck blood.
The children were so frightened that they screamed. Others also noticed. The timid ones fled in all directions, while the bold ones took out their bows and crossbows to fight back.
The ghost soldiers rushed into the crowd, killing and devouring them wantonly, and the barbarians collapsed and fled.
