Whether you like it or not, Xuelao City will always be there, waiting for returning wanderers or strangers with malicious intentions.
The human army is still in the south, and the gates in the north are slightly guarded, but they can still enter and exit normally.
The cart pulled by the prison beast ran over the bluestone slab, attracting a lot of attention.
The demons looked at the tall corpse in the carriage, their pale face and blue eyes were filled with shock, and they shouted loudly. There are many languages of the demons, and the languages used by different classes in Xuelao City are often different, but at this time, most of the exclamations have similar syllables - Guai.
No one noticed that there was a very long wound on the tall corpse, a small hole was opened in the chest, and it was just covered by the shadow of the leather robe.
If someone looked closely, he might see a very strange and terrifying scene.
Inside the hole was an eye that was calm and devoid of any emotion, but clearly alive.
"Grandson of Pagoda?"
Zhexiu compared it with the top-secret information he had read at the military headquarters back then, and understood who the young nobleman who died under his hands was, so he stopped thinking about it.
Through the small hole in the body of the young nobleman, he looked at the streets and buildings of Xuelao City.
The human race and the high-level demon race look similar in appearance, but they are two completely different species. The two sides have fought for tens of thousands of years, and have already forged an irresolvable blood feud. No matter material or spiritual aspects, the two sides are completely separated. During the Tunguska period, there was a very short period of limited communication.
For countless years, only a very small number of demons have appeared in Kyoto, and most of them have very miserable endings. As for the human race... Since Wang Zhice signed the armistice agreement with the demon king, no human race has been able to set foot in Xuelaocheng. Zhexiu can be said to be the first person to enter Xuelao City in hundreds of years.
Snow Old City is strange to the human race, it is evil, it is the lair of devils, it is the abyss of sin, so what exactly is it
Zhexiu only knew that the city walls of this city were very high, several times higher than that of Luoyang. It had been a long time since entering the city gate, and the moss and residual snow on the walls could still be clearly seen. The streets here are straight and wide, and the buildings are tall and tall. Most of them are made of stone, which looks a bit rough, but also has a very clear aesthetic feeling. And every once in a while, you can see a kind of pointed building, I don't know what it is for, giving people a magnificent and sacred feeling.
I don't know how long I walked, the sky gradually brightened, and it was noon. Suddenly, the sunlight was blocked, leaving a darkness, and Zhexiu saw a black stone tablet. I don't know what kind of material that black stone tablet is made of. It seems that it will be sucked clean when the sight falls on it.
It seems that after inspection, the prison beast continued to move forward, and more and more black stone tablets entered Zhexiu's eyes, and one could be seen standing between the blue hills more than ten feet away, because the line of sight was blocked, he I can't see the whole picture here, but guessing from the picture I saw, I can imagine how magnificent the picture must be.
There are black steles everywhere on the blue hill, which looks like a huge cemetery, and it also looks like some kind of sacrificial formation.
Zhexiu felt the body of the young nobleman being lifted up, and then slowly and carefully lowered into a pit slightly lower than the ground.
He suddenly felt something was wrong.
In the original plan, he planned to wait for the young nobleman to be buried underground for a few days before leaving to find Nanke.
According to his understanding of the Demon Race, the family cemetery of such a young nobleman should be not far from the Demon Palace.
When he saw those huge black monuments, he really thought that this was the family cemetery of the young nobleman.
The body of the Guai family is very large, so there is a saying about Guai Guai. He thinks that the tombstone of this family should be larger than ordinary ones.
But as the young nobleman, the burial should not be so hasty, even in times of war.
If this is not the cemetery of the Guay family, what is it? Why are there so many mysterious black steles here
After a while, Zhe Xiu felt even more strange when no coffin lid came down.
He stuck his fingers out of the wound on the young nobleman's body, shoved his clothes aside, and looked out of the pit.
The field of vision that can be seen is still limited, and the first thing that catches the eye is a black stone tablet.
It was only after getting closer that it could be clearly seen that it was an obelisk, and the diagonal lines at the top converged into a spire, pointing towards the sky.
Zhexiu's line of sight followed the tip of the monument to the sky.
In the snow field before, he often used this angle to look at the sky. When he was tired from chasing and fighting, and when he needed to hide himself, he would bury himself in the snow, open his eyes, and look at the gray sky for a long time. He knew that after looking at it for a long time, it is easy to have some kind of illusion, the height will be reversed, the sky will become an abyss, you are floating in the empty space, full of uneasy feeling, just like this time.
The feeling of emptiness grew stronger until it became something of a warning sign.
On the other side of the sky, that is, at the bottom of the abyss, there seemed to be an eye watching him quietly.
Zhexiu felt that his body was out of control, and cold sweat slowly seeped from his body, as if taking away all his courage at the same time.
Surrounded by thousands of black obelisks at the highest point of the grassy hill that he couldn't see, the black robe looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was doing.
Suddenly, the black robe withdrew his gaze and swept across thousands of black obelisks.
At this moment, Zhexiu's heart suddenly beat violently, out of the normal rhythm.
At the most critical moment, his old illness had a whim, which made him wake up from this nightmare with no real content, and found that someone seemed to be observing him.
He closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually stopped, like a real dead person.
Suddenly, snow fell from the depths of the gray sky, fell on the grass hills, and fell to the bottom of the pit, gradually covering the corpses of all the demons.
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The war between the human race and the demon race has entered the most difficult stalemate. On the three sides of the wilderness to the south of Xuelao City, there are battles everywhere. There is no pure land in a thousand miles, and death will happen at any time. Both sides are exhausted to the extreme and numb. At the extreme, it only depends on who will collapse first in the end.
The holy light crossbow of the human army is about to run out, and the supplies in the rear have been unable to keep up with it as early as more than ten days ago. As for supplies such as other ordnance and spar, they have been cut off for several days. There was no good news for the West Route Army who swept the surrounding bases of the Demon Race. The situation of the demons was not much better either, most of the ordnance defending the city could not be repaired, so that the bravest cavalry squad of the human race sometimes managed to rush to a place less than three miles away from the city wall.
One morning, a shout full of surprises suddenly came from the north of the wilderness, followed by faint singing, and gradually, the screams and singing came to the south, and turned into thunderous cheers after entering Xuelao City , and finally hundreds of thousands of tribal fighters in the field outside the city also roared together.
From the very beginning, the human army noticed the movements of the demons, and observed with vigilance and bewilderment, not knowing what happened.
The cheers of the demon soldiers became louder and louder, and the emotions of the human soldiers became more and more tense.
General Heming looked at the gray sky and finally understood what was going on.
He reached out to catch a falling snowflake.
Snowing.
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