Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

"My king heard that someone in the tribe is saying that Wu Chenghou went to the extremely dark land?"

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

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

As the king of millions of people, the barbarian king's "big tent" is shabby and shabby.

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

One of the burly black shadows replied angrily:

"Yes, king."

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

"Zaya, how did this news spread to the tribal army?"

The cold wind was bleak, and the snowflakes flying into the cave made 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.

Zaye said in a deep voice:

"My lord, 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?" Hearing this, the barbarian king Yi frowned slightly: "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 formation, in case there are high-level cultivators Sneaking behind the wolf cavalry returning to the camp, exposing the position of the army, everything will become empty talk!"

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

The barbarian king is confident that he will be able to consume the Great Yan frontier army to death under this blizzard.

But if you have a pig

Zaye knelt down on the ground 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.

Therefore, as early as when the elite of the imperial court went south, he had already made arrangements in advance.

Avoid its sharp edge, swim without striking.

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

"This king rests here to recover from his injuries, and you all 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 this breath.

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

"King, someone among those wolf riders was injured, and the priests of the tribe were entrusted to go and treat them."

Hearing the words, the barbarian Yi Wang raised his single arm silently, and rubbed the center of his eyebrows with the hard cuticle of his fingertips, his voice was cold:

"A descendant of a tribal noble?"

"Um."

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After the words fell, 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 given up enough military rations if they are not healed, but the heirs of high-ranking nobles will not.

Zaye 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 his soul to the ancestor god is his best result."

When the cold-blooded words rang in his ears, Zaye looked worriedly at the killing intent in the barbarian king's eyes.

With the current situation, the Holy Clan cannot afford another purge.

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

"I want to train my offspring, but I am afraid of their death. That's all, 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."

When Zaye heard the words, he immediately glanced sideways at a burly barbarian beside him.

look at each other,

The burly barbarian saluted and quickly exited the cave.

The cave is quiet again,

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

"My lord, this news has already 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, so naturally we can't fall into their trap."

hear this,

As a brother who grew up with the barbarian king, Zaye seemed to understand something, he was silent for a while, and suddenly said:

"Yiting, Gong Xiong, you two go out first."

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

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

Seeing this scene, the barbarian King Yi softened his tone a little, with a smile on his indifferent tone:

"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?"

Zaye got up slowly, staring at the barbarian Yiwang:

"Wang, you know that I am straightforward, so I asked directly."

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The barbarian King Yi focused his eyes, then sighed, and uttered a word: "Ask."

Zaye's tone suppressed some emotions:

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

"It should be." The voice of the barbarian king Yi was very calm: "Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Great Yan army to send high-ranking strong men to block the two mountains and prevent us from escaping to the north."

Zaye's heart trembled, and the barbarian's unique deep voice was a little trembling:

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

"Zay, calm down."

The barbarian Yi Wang Youlan's eyes were very calm, and his tone was a bit relieved: "The extremely dark land is vast and boundless, and it is not easy to find the holy city of my holy clan? Moreover, the luggage that Marquis Wu Cheng carried should not be much, not enough for the He has been staying in the extremely dark place for a long time."

"But 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, 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, and it represents that the barbarians have changed from being scattered and scrambling for resources to being united.

"okay."

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?"

Zaye bowed his head and saluted:

"Wu Yuan led 100,000 Great Yan elites to chase us for more than a month. Now the army and horses are exhausted and exhausted. If they attack, they will definitely be defeated."

"no."

The barbarian King Yi directly rejected the proposal without thinking, and said in a low voice: "Although this king doesn't know the reason, that Wu Yuan seems to be very anxious, chasing us in the blizzard so ostentatiously, it is almost like "coming to attack us." I have "four big characters pasted on my forehead."

talking,

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."

Zaye 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 that we are trapped in Dayan territory, 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 makes is based on their internal struggles. Wu Yuan is so anxious to have a decisive battle with this king, it should be It has something to do with the contradictions within their Great Flame."

"However, ever since we defeated the 300,000 frontier army with the information of the high-ranking officer of the prime minister's mansion, sometimes this king wonders whether our holy clan's pace going south is too fast."

"Too fast?"

"Yeah, it's too fast." The barbarian king Yi repeated in a low voice.

Zaye hesitated: "King, didn't you say before that if you don't take this opportunity to go south, after a hundred years, my saints will no longer be able to compete with Dayan?"

The barbarian Yi Wang 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. On the contrary, it seems that they have reached the point where they will never die. One hundred thousand elites will be given away as a gift."

Speaking of which,

The barbarian king Yi who stood at the entrance of the cave sighed: "If this king could have seen this earlier, maybe the time for the saints to go south would have been later, and there would have been far fewer obstacles, and there would not have been such a thing." 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 Dayan, and my saint clan is resting and recuperating. When they are weakened by the civil strife in Dayan, it will be much easier for the saint clan to go south.

"It's even easier than taking advantage of this blizzard disaster."

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Zaye's eyes were a bit complicated: "King, if Dayan doesn't have Tianxiang weapons, your decision can't make the saints fail."

The barbarian King Yi noticed his gaze, and said helplessly:

"Time is fate, it's too late to say these things now, this king is too overestimating himself, and he 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, let Wu Yuan be anxious The upheaval has happened and we are waiting for the opportunity.”

Zaye 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."

At this time, 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 smartest of the three of us, even if Wu Chenghou If he really found the holy city, he would also 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 stood in the canyon, like a child stripped of its clothes under the formation of the Great Yan army.

There were sounds of fighting and screams one after another, the city was in chaos, and the corpses of countless barbarians were piled up like a mountain.

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

Barbarians are martial, and adult barbarian women are also capable of fighting.

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

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

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Niu Yeqing didn't know how many barbarians he had killed since he entered the city.

Unlike the civil war he had experienced in counterinsurgency, 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 Spiritual Saber in his hand was curled, and the black blood stained on the white armor was particularly conspicuous. When he came back to his senses, 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 his comrades who were carrying out the sweeping order, there were basically no living things around the streets.

But this is just the beginning.

Lord Hou's order is to kill the city and massacre the city.

"boom!"

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

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

These two barbarians should be mother and son

Thinking so, Niu Yeqing pulled out the rolled saber along with the four comrades beside him.

But at this time,

The barbarian woman who was still shivering suddenly threw the barbarian child out of the window, yelled a few barbarian words they didn't understand, and then rushed towards them.

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

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

"Pfft!"

With a tacit understanding, the sword 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 corpse of the barbarian woman, one of them asked hesitantly:

"Tou Li, that kid should be in no danger, do you want to chase him?"

Li Tou 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."

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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 all of them were chasing outside the house by running their kung fu.

As soon as I left the house,

"Om—"

With a flash of the knife, the five people saw that the barbarian child had been split in two, and the unclosed eyes were full of fear.

The person who drew the sword put the sword back into its sheath, and saluted respectfully to 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."