O43novel Chapter 1423: Speed is of the essence, the disaster of the barbarians
Chapter 1423: Speed is of the essence, the disaster of the barbarians
The four words "speed is of the essence in war" were perfectly embodied in the eight hundred demon ancestors led by Mo Fan.
He only left behind dozens of great monsters in the ancestral realm and the True Saint Xuanwu to guard the Iron Dome Pass. Other than that, all the great monsters in the ancestral realm and above were taken to Beiyuan by him.
At this moment, the eight hundred demon ancestors all gathered together and were wrapped by Mo Fan's sword light escape, and their flying speed increased by countless times.
In just a stick of incense, they entered Beiyuan.
"So this is Kitahara?"
"The environment here is too harsh. It's snowing everywhere, and it's hard to see even a trace of color on the ground. It's really too difficult for the barbarians to live in such a place, isn't it?"
Beside Mo Fan, Zhazha looked around in surprise, and finally looked at Manshan beside him and asked, "Senior Manshan, have you ever thought about dispersing the snow clouds here?"
Upon hearing this, Manshan's face twitched, and then he looked at Zhazha strangely, and said with a wry smile: "The Northern Plains is not the Central Plains. The climate here is extreme, either the sun is shining or it is covered with snow, so snow is also the normal climate here.
To be honest, almost two-thirds of the entire Northern Plains are often covered with snow clouds. Even if we barbarians have great abilities, it is difficult to change the celestial phenomena.
In other words, even if we can change this celestial phenomenon today, the same celestial phenomenon will occur again tomorrow.
How easy is it to completely change the celestial phenomena?"
"So that's how it is. If that's the case, your barbarian tribe is suffering quite a lot. It's a thousand times more miserable than my demon tribe."
Zhazha couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this.
Although the demon tribe was imprisoned in the land of the Ten Thousand Mountains and had no freedom, at least the Ten Thousand Mountains was large enough, with numerous mountains and rivers and abundant resources. This was a thousand times better than the barbarians.
"Yes!"
"We, the Barbarians, are a tribe abandoned by heaven and earth!" Manshan nodded, clenched his fists, and then said in a deep voice: "But this may be our chance to leave this place!"
When they formed an alliance, the Qin Emperor had promised him that if they could join forces to destroy the demons, then the Qin Empire would provide a place for the barbarians to recuperate.
It was for this reason that Manshan worked so actively to promote the alliance, but things did not go as planned. The alliance was discovered by the demons soon after, and the barbarians thus faced the current disaster.
"Senior, don't worry!"
"With the Emperor leading us, we will not lose this battle!"
Zhazha nodded, then looked at Mo Fan and asked, "Emperor, since we have entered Beiyuan, do we need to spread out? This way we can better search for the whereabouts of the demons."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the demon ancestors looked at Mo Fan.
The truth is that Beiyuan is too vast. If they don't separate, even if they use their spiritual sense to search for the demons, it will be difficult to find out the whereabouts of all the demons in a short period of time.
So spreading out would be a wise choice.
However, Mo Fan shook his head and said, "No, although I have killed five Saint Realm demons, who knows if there are any Saint Realm demons in the Northern Plains?
If so, it will be extremely dangerous for you to scatter. "
"And we are not here to completely exterminate all the demons in Beiyuan, but to completely lure out those powerful demon monks lurking in Beiyuan."
"So that's how it is. Everything is subject to the Emperor's orders!"
After hearing this, Zhazha and the other monsters nodded and felt a little warm in their hearts.
After all, in their opinion, the Emperor was thinking about them.
Mo Fan didn't say anything more, but just slowed down his flying speed and covered the surrounding area with his divine sense. Soon, some demon teams appeared in his divine sense.
His eyes flashed, and he led the monsters to fly directly towards the nearest demon team.
This is a team of more than a hundred demons, who are currently carrying out a bloody massacre in a ruined barbarian tribe.
This barbarian tribe is called the Shinan Tribe, and it is also a small pastoral tribe on the northern plains.
Normally, the tribe had a population of over a thousand people. However, due to the invasion of the demons in the past few months, the tribe was summoned by the king and most of its population left at once. They were all strong young men.
Although there are several hundred people in the entire tribe now, they are all old, weak and sick. So when the team of more than a hundred demons came to kill them, the entire tribe became panicked.
After many tribesmen were killed, the leader of the tribe, a prestigious elder known as "Barbarian Lord", stood up and organized the old people in the tribe who still had the strength to fight in a desperate fight.
Once people get old, their blood and strength will naturally be less than before. This applies to humans as well as barbarians.
Originally, each barbarian tribe had some powerful practitioners guarding their respective tribes, but because they were summoned by the king, these practitioners naturally became the first wave of people to respond to the call.
How can a tribe without practitioners and young and middle-aged people compare with the demon group that enjoys killing people?
Despite the resistance front organized by Barbarian Duke, it still could not pose much threat to the demons. It was even unable to stop them, and soon suffered heavy casualties.
"Hahahaha... a bunch of old immortals who are about to die actually want to stop us?"
"Brothers, rush in, kill these old guys, drag out the young barbarians and tie them up to General Bai, and we will have done a great deed again!!"
There was a black-skinned demon monk waving his sword and shouting loudly, then he jumped into a group of barbarian warriors, like a wolf into a flock of sheep, leaving broken limbs flying and blood and flesh splattering wherever he passed!
"Ah! Let's fight these demons!!"
An old barbarian warrior shouted in shock and anger, raised the bone knife in his hand and rushed forward, but the next moment a green figure came in front of him and chopped off the head of the old barbarian warrior with one knife.
The black-skinned demon monk was even more terrifying. If the other green-skinned demons were wolves, then he was the tiger among the wolves, so fierce and frightening.
Wherever this demon went, the barbarians exploded one after another. None of them left a complete body, and most of them were torn apart by his blade.
He was like a meat grinder, leaving no intact body wherever he passed.
This horrifying scene caught the eyes of the barbarians, and immediately frightened many of them and made them tremble with fear. The fighting spirit and willpower in their hearts were instantly halved.
Once the soldiers lose their fighting spirit, they are equivalent to walking corpses waiting to be killed, and all that awaits them is crazy slaughter.
"Everyone cheer up!!"
“Although the demons are brave, we must defend ourselves. Behind us are our wives, children and descendants. We are the only ones they can rely on right now!
If we become cowards, who will save them? !
For the sake of our family, we should not be afraid even of death!
Follow me and fight together! ! "
In the crowd, the barbarian roared angrily, tore off the animal skin coat on his upper body, and rushed towards the black-skinned demon cultivator with a bone spear in hand.
However, the black-skinned demon cultivator cut off the bone spear in his hand with just one strike, and then stabbed out with his tail from behind, directly piercing the barbarian's chest and lifting him off the ground.
"Are you the barbarian chief of this tribe?"
"You're almost buried, so stop trying to be brave!"
The black-skinned demon cultivator grinned grimly and blew up the barbarian's head with one punch.
With the death of the Barbarian King, the defense line of the entire barbarian tribe suddenly collapsed. More than a hundred green demons rushed in like wolves and tigers, killing anyone they saw.
Just when all the barbarians in the tribe were feeling desperate, suddenly an orange-yellow gourd flew above the tribe, then turned into the size of a mountain, and then a black hole appeared at the mouth of the gourd.
The next moment, wisps of air floated down from the black hole, sweeping up one demon monk after another and flying directly into the gourd!