Day and night slowly alternated, and the airship had arrived at Yongye Weiyang City. This second hub city connecting the mainland of the empire and Yongye is still busy with traffic. Qianye did not stop here this time, only found the branch of Ningyuan Group here, and sent a letter to Song Zining.
After the airship made a short stop in Weiyang City for supplies, it flew towards the Iron Curtain. Its destination was not Heiliu City, but Zhao Clan's base in the bloody battlefield. Qianye will replenish supplies there, return to the Iron Curtain, and join the crisis-ridden Zhao Clan war zone.
On the airship, Qianye closed his eyes and rested, not moving.
This airship has excellent performance, and when the weather is good, you can hardly feel the bumps of the hull. If it wasn't for the Taixuan Bingjue's practice, which caused too much movement, and the use of the void force would affect the flight of the airship, it would be possible to practice on it.
The captain walked into the cabin halfway and reported that he was only a few hundred kilometers away from the base, and it would take less than two hours to arrive. Qianye nodded, indicating that he understood. This is the last section of the road, and the itinerary went very smoothly without any accidents.
Of course, a large part of this is due to the family emblem of the Zhao Clan on the boat. Outside the Iron Curtain, attacking Zhao Clan's airship is basically equivalent to courting death.
Just when the captain was about to return to the control room and Qianye gradually closed his eyes again, the entire airship suddenly vibrated violently for no reason. Qianye reached out and grabbed the handrail like lightning, and fixed himself on the bulkhead. But the captain was much more unlucky, and fell to the ground, hit his head and bleeding.
This is just a slight injury to the flesh, and it doesn't matter. Qianye didn't bother to help the captain up, and flew to the porthole to look out, his whole body trembled immediately.
The originally clear and high sky was covered with large dark clouds at some point, which kept churning like boiling water. And behind the dark clouds, the familiar aura of heavenly ghosts is continuously gushing out.
Qianye was really taken aback. After participating in bloody battles for a long time, how could he not recognize that the dark clouds above his head were the familiar Iron Curtain? But before the military department clearly issued a message saying that the scope of the Iron Curtain has been stabilized! Moreover, this place is at least hundreds of kilometers away from the original Iron Curtain.
However, not only the Iron Curtain is rapidly expanding in the sky, but the huge and boundless will of the Sky Ghost is also constantly passing between the sky and the earth. In the face of this terrifying force comparable to the majesty of heaven and earth, even if it is as strong as Qianye, it is difficult to withstand the coercion, and it is even difficult to move. This is still the case when the ghost is unconscious. If it is locked by consciousness, it will not be able to move at all.
Qianye's heart was cold. He had come into contact with the will of the sky ghost under the iron curtain. Compared with what he saw, it was more like the instinctive reaction of the sky ghost, and its true consciousness did not appear. If the heavenly ghost at that time was in a deep sleep, the present heavenly ghost has already woken up and started to move.
At this moment, an incomparably icy will descended on the airship, sweeping across every corner in an instant. Qianye felt as if his whole body was washed by the coldest water in the zero-degree ocean, and he lost sensation in his fingers and toes in a blink of an eye, and fell to his knees.
In front of this icy will, there seems to be nothing that can stop it. Qianye was almost soaked by it from the inside to the outside, but at the most dangerous moment, a faint black light curtain suddenly rose from the Black Book, covering his blood core, blood energy and original wings, isolating the cold The prying of the will.
The ghost's will came instantly, and then disappeared suddenly. It is like an invisible cold wave, sweeping across every corner of the world without missing a beat.
It wasn't until Tiangui's will left that Qianye gradually regained consciousness and stood up slowly. But at this time, the turbulence of the airship became more and more intense, and even the course changed, and it began to fall obliquely towards the ground. Qianye immediately realized that the crew members were also intimidated by the ghost's will and lost their ability to move.
He picked up the captain who was still lying beside him, rushed out of the cabin, and entered the control room. Sure enough, all the crew members in the room collapsed to the ground, twitching constantly, and some even had blood from their mouths and noses, and their vitality seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.
Qianye rushed to the console, pulled the joystick, first increased the power output, leveled the airship, and then shouted at the captain: "Guide the direction, let's get out of here!"
Knowing that life and death were at stake, the captain tried his best to stand up, while teaching Qianye how to control the airship, while correcting the course. After falling for hundreds of meters, the airship finally returned to level flight and slowly pulled up.
At the end of the line of sight, a huge ball of fire suddenly rose from the distant land. It was a large airship falling to the ground and burning.
It seems that Tiangui doesn't know what he is looking for, and the focus of his investigation is the airship flying high in the sky. If the airship didn't have someone as strong as Qianye on board, it would definitely crash.
The captain went back and forth between Westland and the Iron Curtain many times. When he looked at the sky outside the porthole, his expression became very gloomy, and he asked, "Why did the Iron Curtain come here suddenly?"
"I don't know." Qianye's heart was also very heavy at the moment. Under the Iron Curtain, there are many friends he knows and cares about.
I don't know what happened in the depths of the Iron Curtain, which caused such a big change in the sky ghost. But it is conceivable that this is already the case here, and those who are still fighting under the Iron Curtain will be affected.
Qianye manipulated the airship to lower the flying altitude all the way, keeping it in the air about 100 meters above the ground and flying straight towards the destination. Along the way, I saw the wreckage of two burning airships, and there was a convoy on the ground, parked in the middle of the road, motionless. Several cars rushed out of the road and overturned in the field. Several human bodies were lying in a mess, life and death unknown.
Qianye didn't stop, he held the joystick firmly and flew at full speed, and finally arrived at Zhao Clan's advance base.
This base is located in a small town with convenient transportation, and there is no dangerous terrain around it, so it is very convenient to enter and exit the Iron Curtain. However, at this moment, Qianye could see the chaos in the town from afar.
He landed the airship in the open space outside the town and walked towards the town. The town was in chaos, with people lying down or sitting against a corner panting everywhere. Most of the people who can still move are running back and forth, carrying the injured people to the hospital one by one under the impact of the ghost's will, and treating the slightly injured on the spot.
Among the busy crowd, Qianye finally found the person in charge of the base. He asked for an off-road locomotive, got the latest battle report, added a batch of ammunition and supplies, stepped on the locomotive, and drove towards the Iron Curtain at full speed.
Many places on the battlefield of the bloody battle were in chaos. When the will of the sky ghost swept over, most of the low-level fighters fell to the ground directly, and only the strong with titles were able to move. It would be fine if there was no battle. In some fierce battles, people from both sides fell down in an instant. The first reaction of those who can still move is to directly insert the sword into the body of the enemy next to them.
Suddenly, I don't know how many people died in vain.
In a certain mountain valley, dozens of fighters who were fighting fiercely fell down in one piece, and even two generals who were fighting fiercely could barely stand, facing each other.
One side of the battle is the Zhao Clan fighters, while the other side is a mixture of several teams, twice as many as the Zhao Clan team. However, judging from the battle situation, Zhao faction fighters did not fall behind, and the number of people who could still act was not much less than their opponents.
The general of the Zhao clan held his heavy sword to the ground, stared at his opponent, and said with a sneer, "Bai Huicong, you are no match for me. I will recover sooner than you, so you just wait to die!"
A strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of the White Clan Warlord, and he said, "Zhao Youxin, you can recover before me, but what's the use of that?"
At this moment, a small figure suddenly jumped up from the fallen crowd, and rushed straight to the back of the general of the Zhao Clan, with a broad-bladed dagger in his hand, ruthlessly piercing his waist until it was gone!
The general of the Zhao Clan roared wildly, wanting to burst out with his last strength, but the vortex seemed to freeze, and even his whole body was too stiff to move. He tried his best to turn his head and saw a beautiful little face.
"Bai... Kongzhao! How can you still move, you... are obviously not a warrior..." He didn't finish his sentence, and the blood foamed up and blocked his throat.
Bai Kongzhao jumped like an elf, and the dagger in his hand kept rising and falling, every time it fell, it would kill a soldier from the Zhao Clan.
Zhao Youxin saw that his eyes were tearing apart, but Bai Kongzhao's knife had cut off all his vitality, so he could only open his eyes wide and slowly fell to the ground.
Facing the extremely resentful eyes of a famous Zhao Clan fighter, Bai Kongzhao didn't seem to notice it, harvesting lives coldly and efficiently. There was a serious and focused light on her beautiful little face.
In a blink of an eye, all the soldiers of the Zhao clan on the battlefield turned into corpses. Even Bai Huicong couldn't help showing fear when looking at Bai Kongzhao.
Bai Kongzhao finally stopped, looked around, but couldn't find any enemies anymore, her little face was blushing, her breathing was a little short, she seemed to be tired.
Bai Kongzhao walked towards Bai Huicong and said, "Go ahead, I will follow you nearby."
"Yes, Miss Kongzhao." As a warrior, Bai Huicong already had a high status among the Bai clan, but at this moment he was extremely respectful.
Bai Kongzhao stopped in front of Bai Huicong, casually reached out his hand and rummaged through him, found a white towel, wiped off the blood stains on the blade of the short knife, and found a box of original force bombs, looked at it, and put it away for himself arms. Then she took off the sniper rifle on Bai Huicong's back and threw it on her shoulder, then gave up and turned to leave.
When her small figure disappeared into the forest, Bai Huicong let out the breath he had been holding, and suddenly broke out in a profuse sweat, feeling extremely sore and limp all over his body. When Bai Kongzhao touched it with his little hand just now, he just felt as if there were two deadly poisonous snakes swimming around his body, and he didn't dare to move a little bit, allowing her to search all over his body.
Bai Huicong was afraid that if he provoked her somehow, these two slippery and cold hands would become deadly weapons in an instant.
The white warriors got up one by one, all of them pale. They were not timid in fierce battles, but they were all frightened by Bai Kongzhao's killing just now.
"All those who are still alive stand up, clean the battlefield, and set off in half an hour!" Bai Huicong shouted, then glanced at the surviving fighters of other teams, and said coldly: "You all follow. From now on, everyone Don't leave, otherwise..."
Needless to say the following words, after seeing Bai Kongzhao's killing, they all know what the consequences of disobeying the white clan are.
Half an hour later, these fighters from multiple families quickly formed a team and chased in the direction Bai Kongzhao left. On the battlefield, the corpses of the soldiers from the Zhao clan lay all over the ground, and so did the soldiers from the Bai clan.
The so-called cleaning the battlefield is just taking away supplies and ammunition, because in Bai Kongzhao's eyes, since a person is dead, burying the body is a waste of time, it is better to continue chasing the enemy.
In the depths of the dark kingdom, Zhao Jundu walked with a gun. He stopped suddenly and snorted softly, a stream of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, looked at the blood on his fingertips, then looked at the iron curtain in the air, and said calmly: "I didn't expect to be injured a little bit. What about you, are you still alive?"
"The famous Fourth Young Master Zhao was only injured a little bit, how dare I die first?" A ghost-like figure emerged from the forest, it was Twilight.
The distance between the two is more than ten meters. For them, the attack can be said to be instantaneous.