A series of huge bursts that seemed like thunder, like a song of mourning the fall of Lixuan City, suddenly sounded underground on the side of the city.

Accompanied by these deafening and violent explosions, the faint wailings of the Dragon Witch Cult, Ecklinn and others, at the last moment, were completely submerged. Even the architectural structure of the entire Iolham underground library collapsed completely after a violent tremor that shook the mountains. Thus, everything in it, whether it is the ambitious Dragon Witch Cult commander Ecklinn and the famous "father of Nathan" Iolham, was buried forever in gravel and soil...

1 Of course, the founding father naturally had his own way of getting out, but at this time...

Maybe it will cost a little more…”…

Even in the urban area on the ground, a large area of ​​collapse occurred, causing many barbarian soldiers who were wandering around in the city and trying to plunder various trophy to flee around in panic, and from time to time they fell into the sudden deep cracks. From then on, they no longer saw the light of day, or were overwhelmed by falling bricks and stone rubble, and became a pile of unrecognizable meat paste.

But there are still many marble buildings that have been passed down for hundreds of years, recording the prosperous city in the city, and have also become burial objects in this underground explosion, collapsed like toys, and even smashed into pieces, eventually turning into a pile of unrecognizable bricks and stone rubble.

All the glory, dignity and history of the "desert bride" Lixuan City in the past was completely destroyed!

However, the day of the city's new life is actually coming...

At the same time, on the desolate Gobi Desert more than 30 miles away from Lixuan City, Marshal Fili Taylor, who was resting at the foot of a huge rock on the side of the road, suddenly trembled in his heart, as if he felt something strange.

He took it into his arms and mopped a golden crown with a simple and heavy style inlaid with colorful gems, looking at the slowly falling sunset. Although from the outside, this crown is still the same as before, in a vague sense, Feili, as a candidate for the magic goddess, could still feel that an indescribable change had happened in it...

...

This simple-shaped gold crown is the life box of the "Father of Nays" who sucks the monster's main brain, the Lich Iolum.

In order to get rid of the shackles of the dead magic zone and the bloated body, under helplessness, Iorem handed over his life box to Feili and entrusted him to take it outside the dead magic zone. Then he could get free through the simple and crude method of "self-destructing and rebirth"...

But the problem is that Feili had just set off from Lixuan City for a day and did not leave the area of ​​the Dead Magic Zone at all.

However, he could already vaguely feel that some kind of unexceptional change had occurred in the life case in his arms.

"…………Is it possible that Mr. Iolum has already self-destructed to be reincarnated? So Linghun was transferred here?"

Feili moaned her chin and muttered and speculated with some confusion, "...It's only been less than a day." Could it be that the Tukan people have attacked Lixuan City again, forcing Iorem to be desperate? Alas, the hands and feet of these enemies are really fast enough..." Although he sighed so much in his mouth, there was actually not much regret and sorrow in his heart. Because the final fall of Lixuan City, it was long before the brigade immigrated out."

It has become a destined thing, at most it is just a difference between how many days and days later. In many cases, if you know that the disaster is about to come but you are powerless, because you don’t know the specific time of the end of the day, you still have to endure the hardship before the disaster... It feels really more frustrating and terrifying than facing the disaster directly. For example, "For a death row prisoner who has been sentenced to be shot, how much difference is there to die late and how many days earlier than how many days earlier?

Alas, I hope you can die early and reborn soon. Since you have chosen this path of no return, there is nothing to complain about now...

Feili shrugged her shoulders and put the golden crown into her arms. She was actually relieved in her heart. Since the Tukan people went to attack Lixuan City, they should not be divided into troops and came to attack this team that was slowly moving towards the Xiangrui... Well, maybe...

He sighed, "He looked up boredly, and the big fireball hanging in the sky."

At this time, I had already expressed my passion for the Gobi desert, and finally dragged the afterglow of the sunset and slid reluctantly towards the horizon.

But even so, because it is summer, the sun is still very vicious, and the distant sand sea becomes boom-twist in the heat wave.

The old black dragon Holmes was lying lazily under the shadow of a rock, flying weakly in the hot desert. The amount of physical energy consumed was not ordinary, but it was covered with a layer of black skin that was most easily absorbed by heat, which was really difficult for it!

This is the temporary campsite chosen by the Panjing City migration team tonight.

Several abandoned earthen houses, a collapsed earth wall, and a dry dry well, surrounded by strange rocks and hills. It is said that before the desert was eroded, this land was once a very prosperous town.

But now there are only a pile of ruins left, which can be remembered and imagined.

Excluding those who insisted on staying in the city and refused to leave. In addition to the severely injured person who could not pass last night, the total number of the migration teams living by Feili was about 2,400. At dusk when the sun sets west, they dragged their heavy luggage, raised bonfires here, set up camp, and then gathered together consciously, quietly waiting for the arrival of the night.

If the Gobi Desert is as passionate as fire during the day, then the Gobi Desert at night will make you deeply understand what it means to be cruel and ruthless. If a traveler who does not understand the laws of survival in the Gobi Desert rashly breaks into the desert, he will probably become a hard-dried mummy in less than three days, and falls beside the road to warn future generations...the premise is that he has not been eaten by birds, beasts or monsters.

In short, the nights in the Gobi Desert are very dangerous. Until it is absolutely absolutely necessary, no one will dare to walk on the night road.

Feili moved slightly and leaned against the campfire, taking off his boots and pouring his backhand, then watched a strand of golden slight particles pouring out since he jumped out of the dragon saddle in the evening. After walking for a while, the hot gravel had already oozed in through the leather boots. The banyan soaked his feet and blistered...

As for those soldiers and civilians in Lixuan City who rely entirely on two tui and trekking all the way through the Gobi Desert under the scorching sun, they are probably even more exhausted and overdrawn.

What's more, they had just experienced a desperate and cruel bloody battle before this, and neither body nor mind could be adjusted so quickly.

The same arduous and exhausting journey will last at least two days. The journey from Xiangrui to Zhuanxuan City is at most sixty or seventy miles away. However, considering the dangers that must be bypassed and uphill and downhill, travelers will have to take at least three days to walk on the road...

This is still the ideal situation where you have not encountered any sandstorms, monsters and enemies along the way!

When he thought of this, Feili couldn't help but feel even more depressed. Looking at the people around him, he felt a sense of fatigue flowing all over his body.

He tiǎn's dry mouth, but there was no feeling of wetness. He looked down at the little water left in the silver flat pot, and had to endure the pain of the torn throat," he reluctantly swallowed it and spit.

"...I really want to drink a lot of ice water quickly and take a comfortable and cold shower..."

Recalling the sweet and refreshing ice cream and ice cream in the Xiangrui Magic Kitchen, Feili couldn't help but sigh again with regret.

In fact, according to the original expectations, this migration journey, which is not far away, should not have been so difficult.

Because of the guidance of Xianlang Xiaobai and his party, the "Xiangrui floating battleship was directly opposite the main post road leading to the outside world. Even in this depressed and dilapidated era, the road was maintained to a certain extent, with several fixed camp sites scattered, as well as deep wells and springs for travelers to replenish fresh water... But this time, the immigration team in Lixuan City walked all the way, but found that the water sources along the way seemed to have been destroyed in recent days. They were either submerged in plague, rotten poisonous cattle and sheep, or blocked by soil, stones, sand and gravel.

Finally found a small spring that was not destroyed or polluted by chance. The little pitiful spring water was pouring out, and it was obviously not enough for so many people to drink, not to mention a pile of thirsty animals (seied from the camp discarded by the Tucan coalition forces) and the old black dragon Holmes,

Mr. Druid Winnie (a giant bear with a furry and heat-absorbing giant) is the two super water users... Even if you count the sheepskin water bags you carried when you set out from Lixuan City, it feels really hard to survive the three-day desert journey.

Therefore, in order to set an example, Marshal Ferry Taylor only received a pot of water next to the spring. He nibbled a few hard dry cakes, making him feel his throat ached as if it had been sandpaper.

The dried cakes carried by residents of Lixuan City are made by mixing fermented flour with some salt and a little pickles. Although they can be kept in the high temperature of the desert for ten days and half a month and can be eaten after being baked on the fire during camping, don’t count on flavors and other things.

Therefore, this made it difficult for Marshal Fili and Marshal Taylor, who had already been fed by the officer canteen of the Xiangrui floating battleship, to adapt for a while.

These polluted and damaged wells along the way also put a layer of ominous shadow in Feili's heart... I hope this is just a part of the Tukan soldiers who fled on this road, afraid of being chased by their side along the way, so this is the precautionary measure that they can take!

Facing the slowly blew the cold night wind and looking at the horizon that was gradually sinking into the darkness, Fili and Taylor couldn't help but sigh.

The "one-dividing line" is regrettable that just dozens of miles ahead of Feli Taylor, under a tall sand dune with a leeward" are also burning with piles of blazing bonfires, and many horses, horses and soldiers gathered on the ground, setting up a large camp among the sand.

Prince Heda Huli, the commander of the Tukan coalition, and the last team of Tukan cavalry under his command, have gathered here now. While sitting or lying down and resting with fire, they took out the jerky meat and water bags hanging on the saddle and ate in silence.

In the reflection of the bright flames, from His Highness the Prince to Ordinary Soldiers, everyone's face was extremely decayed.

At the city of Lixuan at dusk yesterday, Heda Huli had just suffered the most shameful defeat in his life.

Originally, after months of careful planning and bloody battles from early morning to dusk, Heda Huli's army had captured most of the city's blocks, and even went deep into the underground Wei Guang City, which could be said to be only one line away from victory.

However, at this moment when he had seen the dawn of victory, he was first destroyed by two sudden dragons, and then the entire battle situation turned over. He was accurately hit by the death of the Tukan coalition. "The command system was extremely disordered, the entire army commanded differently, and the loyalty of each army was extremely unreliable, which led to the most terrifying collapse of the entire army! The 40,000 troops were dispersed overnight!

In the air waves of artillery shells, Prince Heda Huli was shocked on the spot and was pulled out of the camp by Eklinn, but he was unable to suppress the entire army at the first time... As a result, when they started to gather the defeated troops at night, all the troops had already run away. Even though His Highness broke his throat and ran off, he had only gathered more than two thousand pitiful people.

Seeing that after a hard battle, Prince Heda Huli's eyes turned black and almost fainted.

After finally being woken up by others, in order to save the miserable defeat in the battle of Lixuan City, at least he could not lose so ugly. He had to bite the bullet and discuss with the only think tank around him, the Dragon Witch Sect Special Corps, Ecklinn, and combined with the key information about the abandonment of the city's residents, the key to the migration of the entire city's residents, finally decided on the strategy of splitting troops and sneak attacks.

Simply put, it is to let Ecklinn lead infantrymen who are inconvenient to maneuver for long distances and cavalry who have lost their war horses squat in a hidden place outside Lixuan City to wait for an opportunity to move. When the migration team in the city leaves, they immediately rushed into the army and took over the empty city to avoid being taken advantage of by others.

Prince Heda Huli himself brought the remaining 1,300 Tukan Iron Cavalry and marched along the post road overnight to destroy and pollute the water sources along the way, causing trouble to the immigration team in Lixuan City as much as possible. Then he looked for favorable terrain to ambush them and waited for an opportunity to intercept them.

If everything goes well, Prince Heda Huli can use the heads and blood of these stubborn enemies to recover some of the shame of yesterday's defeat.

This plan was initially implemented quite well, but who knew that it encountered a sudden desert storm halfway……As a result, when His Royal Highness the Prince was dug out of the sand in shame, "the more than 1,300 Tukan cavalry had shrunk in an instant and half were either dead in the storm" or unknown where the wind and sand were blown, or just took advantage of the chaos to make a small spoil...

What made Heda Huli even cry was that because he was shopping to gather the defeated troops last night and didn't sleep much, he ran all the way to seize the opportunity and encountered a desert storm... By dusk, the entire army was already trapped and exhausted to the limit, and he really couldn't go to war again.

So, Prince Heda Huli had to pinch his nose and dispel the sneak attack overnight. He made a quick decision and instead found a place to camp and rest, so that his subordinates could fully cultivate their spirits. If he forced the Tukan warrior who could not walk steadily and could not hold up a knife, dragged the horse kneeling in the sand and refused to move to attack the enemy camp, then he would not attack at night, but would take the initiative to come to his door to die!

In fact, looking at the exhausted and depressed appearance of these people around you, His Highness's heart was also full of admiration for how likely he would win the next battle.

But the problem is that Prince Heda Huli has no other choice now if he wants to continue to maintain his power and status.

The Tukan nomads on the grassland, no matter which tribe they came from or what kind of religion they believed in, were all the same in their bones. Because the place where they live was deserted, bitter and cold, making a living was difficult, plundering became their only means to grow and grow. Even they regard war as an important habit as eating and dressing: they can fight, and they can fight even if they can’t fight, they can fight to fight to compete for a place of abundant water and grass, they can fight to reproduce, and they can fight just to prevent others from killing... Children on the grassland must learn the skills of pulling bows and killing people from their birth!

Therefore, on the prairie, Prince Heda Huli, who always respects courage and martial arts, and despises all the weak, understands very well that if the battle in Lixuan City is a big loss, not only will his past reputation be destroyed, but he may even be pulled down as a candidate heir amid rebukes, allowing the brothers who have been jealous for a long time to step into dust until they turn into sludge.

If he admits failure like this and withdraws in shame, he will rely on his noble background and can still maintain a certain position in the future. He may lose his military power and can only choose to be mediocre for a lifetime, and then leave a topic of talk for the minstrels on the grassland for any ridicule.

For Heda Huli, the "Prince of Destruction" who has been ambitious since childhood and is determined to sweep the world, it is really much more uncomfortable than dying in the battlefield.
Chapter completed!