The night was dark and the drizzle was pouring down, making Shanfeng City sticky and wet.
In the city lord's palace, small groups of small officials wearing green clothes and hats rushed out from the back door, side door, side door, and even climbed over the wall, and quickly sneaked into various parts of the city.
They carry varying amounts of 'zombie pills' in their hands.
Drop one in a well, drop a dozen in the source of the two rivers that pass through the city, and drop thirty or fifty in the water storage pond in the Huotou camp in the city that is responsible for preparing food for the refugee camp.
There are also various storage granaries and so on. The zombie pills are crushed into pieces and activated with magic power. The pills turn into blue-gray mist, covering the entire granary, and then invade the rice noodles, pork, and wine in an extremely aggressive manner.
These zombie pills are very active.
Every trace of heaven and earth energy is constantly absorbed by the medicine, gradually transformed and multiplied.
After a night of brewing, the total medicinal power of thousands of pills had multiplied to tens of thousands by the time it was dark.
As time goes by, the total medicinal power continues to increase.
From this point of view, this Zombie Pill recipe is quite strange.
Wu Tie stood on the main entrance building of the City Lord's Mansion, looking at the officials of the City Lord's Mansion who were busy all night, and sighed softly. He took out a small account book and wrote down Fufeng Youran and Fufeng Yasi seriously.
Fufeng Shenchao's attitude towards its own people determines Wu Tie's attitude towards them in the future.
It's a pity that Wu Tie is not a 'god'. He can save the people of Shanfeng City, but Fufeng Shenchao is in other places, other cities facing the crazy attack of the supreme demon country, and the people in the city, Wu Tie can save the people. No.
"There will be retribution from heaven." Wu Tie, who was standing invisibly on the main entrance building of the City Lord's Mansion, suddenly laughed loudly.
The laughter was desolate and angry, causing the huge city lord's palace to shake.
From Fufeng Youran and Fufeng Yasi to the watchmen and servants on night watch at the city lord's mansion, countless people were alarmed and rushed out of their houses one by one, looking in the direction where the laughter came from.
The sky was filled with dark clouds and drizzle, and there was no ghost in the sky above the main entrance building. However, the laughter did continue to come from the eaves of the gate tower, which was more than ten feet high.
A dozen half-step master-level auras rose into the sky, and the jade banana fan quietly emerged, suspended in the air, emitting powerful mana fluctuations, and silently enveloped the entire city lord's palace.
Wu Tie's laughter stopped suddenly, and the clone that was transformed into one of his hair walked out of the room in a daze, staring blankly at the sky like the few clerks next door.
His true form quietly turned into a wisp of breeze and quickly passed through Shanfeng City.
Yin Wushuang's camp is only a few thousand miles away from Shanfeng City. After Wu Tie left Shanfeng City, with just a thought, he had penetrated dozens of defensive restrictions in Yin Wushuang's camp and invaded. His Chinese army tent.
The smell of alcohol and blood in the Chinese army's tent was so strong that it made people want to vomit.
Yin Wushuang sat in the middle seat, with a blush from excessive drinking on his face. He was holding a huge sea bowl in both hands and was swallowing the hangover soup sent by Konoe.
Several personal guards were busy, opening the curtain of the Chinese army's tent, opening the top, and using their magic power to stir up the strong wind, attracting fresh air from outside and dispersing the pungent smell in the tent.
Two young men who looked roughly the same, with big aquiline noses, fierce predators, and wolf-like eyes, were sitting next to Yin Wushuang, one on the left and one on the right. The young man on the left was holding a wine cup and still sipping it in small sips. Drinking spirits.
The young man on the right has bright red lips, and what’s in his wine cup is not wine, but the pungent-smelling blood of the monster’s heart.
After the party and the hysterical fun, Yin Wushuang and the three of them also felt a little tired. At this moment, they were holding on to their spirits and slowly savoring the last bit of joy.
Outside the big tent, on the flat ground, under a huge shed, several fat-headed fire-headed soldiers were roasting several large ferocious beasts on the bonfire. When Wu Tie invaded the military camp, these ferocious beasts had been roasted half-cooked, and the strong smell of meat was already wafting in the air.
Yin Wushuang and the two young men sat there quietly, the one drinking soup, the other drinking wine, and the one drinking blood continued to happily taste the warm blood of the monster beast.
Wu Tie stood in the corner of the Chinese army tent and looked at Yin Wushuang and the others quietly.
Previously, Wu Tie attached a piece of his hair to Yin Wushuang and monitored his every word and action at any time.
He knew that of these two young men, one was Yin Wuzhi and the other was Yin Wuyong.
They are of the same clan as Yin Wushuang, members of the Yin clan of the Supreme Demon Kingdom. They are members of the same generation. Because they belong to different branches and practice different demonic skills, they are divided into four clans: Wu, Wu, Wu, and Wu. .
Yinwujiu, the envoy of the Southeast Conquest of the Supreme Demonic Kingdom, is the most powerful one in the Yinwushuang branch.
Yin Wuzhi and Yin Wuyong are the closest brothers to Yin Wushuang, and they are also the generals in charge of the vanguard army under Yin Wujiu.
Yin Wushuang spent a lot of time on the road, rushing to Yin Wuzhi and Yin Wuyong's camp alone. After telling his findings, Yin Wuzhi and Yin Wuyong only took a quarter of an hour to decide to go all out. Cooperate with Yinwushuang.
The two of them originally led separate armies to attack a northern border city of the Fufeng Dynasty.
Now they gave up the attack and rushed directly to the outside of Shanfeng City with all the directly-administered vanguard legions.
The Huotou Army cut up several barbecued animal legs and brought them up for breakfast, when several messengers hurriedly broke into the Chinese army's tent.
"General, there are a total of 572 disciples of the Xiexin Sect from Xiexin Cave in Xiaowutoushan Mountain, and they have been ordered to come."
Yin Wuzhi, who was holding the wine cup, nodded with satisfaction: "This evil sweetheart is still sensible and obedient... Arrange a camp for them and let them wait for orders in the army."
Not long after, several more messengers came in.
"General, from the South Gate family of Black Mist Valley, 345 members of the clan, starting from the ancestor Xiao Xiao, have arrived, together with 3,000 private troops."
Yin Wuyong smiled and nodded: "Well, Nanmen Xiao is sensible and settles them well. The Nanmen family is proficient in the secret art of puppets, which will be of great use in battle."
After another half-quarter of an hour, several messengers flew in.
"General, there are a total of 113 Sanmo demons from the Nineteen Chain Valley, the Seven Caves, Nine Valleys and Twenty-Three Domes. They have all arrived under orders."
Yin Wushuang showed a smile: "They are also knowledgeable. Hey, if they dare not come this time, I will massacre the Nineteen Chain Valley afterwards. Well, let them stay and wait with peace of mind."
From left to right, sects, families, and demon-stricken forces recruited by Yin Wushuang, Yin Wuzhi, and Yin Wuyong continued to come to the camp to report.
In just one breakfast, at least hundreds of thousands of demons with strong cultivation gathered in Yin Wushuang's camp.
The strength of these sects, families and scattered demons is much stronger than the standard demon army under the command of Yin Wushuang and the others.