Ji Hao worked as a coolie all day and then placed forty city-destroying magic crossbows.

Looking at the arrow room lying peacefully, without any edges and corners, and the killing weapon that seemed harmless to humans and animals, Ji Hao couldn't help but curse: "That Wuli, there are probably more city-destroying demon crossbows in his warehouse."

Lie Shankang, who also accompanied Ji Hao as a coolie, drank a can of water panting, shook his long hair, and sweat splashed all over the ground. He looked at the Demon Crossbow with a little heartache and said, "But even if he has more Demon Crossbow, we have no money."

The five innate spiritual ore are private property taken out of their pockets by Si Wenming, Hua Xulie, and Lie Shan Kang. With their status, taking out so many innate spiritual ore is also a damaging blow.

If it weren't for this war, if it weren't for the sake of killing the Gan clan without letting the Di clan plot against it, Si Wenming and the others wouldn't have paid such a big price. At most, buying more exquisite armor and weapons would be enough to deal with a war.

There was a shocking shout of killing outside the arrow hole. Since the attack was launched early in the morning, this was the tenth wave of attacks launched by the Di clan.

Each wave of attacks on the Di clan has invested 30,000 to 50,000 slave warriors, and the number of warriors invested on Xueyun Peak is not much different. Nearly 100,000 people on both sides fought wildly on the battlefield with an area of ​​nearly a hundred miles. In just a quarter of an hour, one side suffered heavy losses and completely lost its combat power.

Then the side with relatively high war losses voluntarily withdrew its troops. After a while, after the Di clan replenished its troops, a war broke out again between the two sides.

In just three or four hours, the battlefield in front of the Blood Cloud Peak had been dyed bloody, and the plasma was soaked in the soil. A foot thick of mud on the ground turned red. If you step on it, even those with less strength could not pull it up.

The knocked down soldiers fell to the ground wailingly. Their bodies hit the thick mud, and large pieces of blood-colored mud flew more than one meter high. The ground was filled with blood-colored flowers, extremely shrill and extremely cruel.

Ji Hao glanced at the messy battlefield outside, shook his head, and left the arrow room along the corridor.

After walking in the twisting corridor for a quarter of an hour, Ji Hao walked through the mountain of Xueyun Peak and walked out of a tunnel behind the mountain.

Behind Xueyun Peak is a valley that is hundreds of miles long and twenty or thirty miles wide. On the cliffs on both sides of the valley, countless garrison caves were dug densely. The brigade of the brigade set up a bonfire in the valley, a large pot, large pieces of fat and bones churned in the pot, and a thick layer of grease floated on the soup noodles.

There were also baggage soldiers setting up bonfires and stone slabs on the side. The rice cakes were roasted on the large oiled stone slabs and the rich aroma of rice flour was everywhere, making Ji Hao saliva.

In the camp, countless men with dirty faces and ferocious faces were leaning out, looking greedily at the broth in the pot and the cakes on the stone slabs. They swallowed their saliva in big mouths, and kept making roars in their throats, like a group of crazy beasts.

Several military judges under Gao Yao stood on the big stone, followed by fierce lions and war beasts like tigers. They held long whips and roared loudly at the rough men:

"The grace of the king of man, I will give you a chance to cleanse your sins! Listen to me one by one!"

"After eating and drinking, go to the battlefield to kill people! Use all your strength to kill, and use all your strength to harm the tribe to kill! Kill one enemy, you are not dead slaves, but ordinary slaves! Kill three enemies, you are not slaves, but civilians! Kill ten enemies, you can join the army of the king, make achievements, and get rewards for jade coins!"

With a few "dongdong" sounds, several soldiers kicked the iron box in front of them and piles of jade coins spilled all over the floor.

"Yu coins! Do you damn dead slaves know each other? With jade coins, you can buy yourself a piece of land, build a house, marry a few women, and have a lot of kids! With jade coins, you can have whatever you want! You can eat, drink, good meat, good wine, and beautiful women!"

"As long as you go and kill people, you can have it!"

"But!" The judge of the army turned his stern and shouted sternly: "If someone is timid and afraid to fight and dare not advance, kill! If you escape at the battle and delay the fighter plane, kill! If you cry and scream, you will disturb the morale of the army, kill!"

‘Dongdongdongdongdongdong’, the dense dragon-skin drums sounded, and tens of thousands of rough men rushed out of the tide from the camp cave. They snatched the big cakes and stuffed them into their mouths, grabbed rough pottery bowls and scooped the broth, and poured them into their mouths without fear of being scalded.

After eating the sea scattered, the baggage soldiers handed the men a piece of thick animal skin, let them till vines on their bodies as armor, and then handed them over to forge them in stainless steel, but the weapons without any rune power blessed, armed them.

These men with extremely crude equipment roared angrily, their eyes swept over the jade coins piled up on the ground with red eyes, and rushed towards the battlefield in front of Xueyun Peak.

They are dead slaves, even more humble existences than slaves.

Slaves are equivalent to livestock, but they are not even as good as livestock. They have low status and will never be born again. They have been slaves of unforgivable sins for generations, and their descendants are slaves of slaves.

Among them, some of them were their ancestors who committed serious crimes against the entire human race, and thus became dead slaves; some were descendants of slaves from alien races, and they would never see any hope forever; there was also a more humble bloodline, and they were descendants of the mixed blood of dead slaves from human races and dead slaves from alien races. They were the most inferior among dead slaves, and they were simply like sludge and cesspools.

In the human territory, they are engaged in the most painful, tiring and dangerous job that is invisible to the sun, and they only have a bad life!

So as long as they are given a little chance to transcend the heavens, they will sacrifice their lives to seize this opportunity. Even if there is a sea of ​​swords and fires ahead, they will jump in and fight desperately.

In order to induce and annihilate the Qian clan army this time, Si Wenming ordered millions of dead slaves to be transferred from Puyang and transported them to the front line of Akasaka Mountain overnight. There was no single elite of the human race, all of which were dead slaves.

The shouts of killing soared into the sky, and the blood in front of the Blood Cloud Peak became thicker. The rolling evil spirit rushed straight into the sky, rushing the clouds in the sky into a big hole.

Suddenly, a tsunami-like cry came, and many messy shouts from human warriors came from afar:

"The formation is broken, the formation of Hongsongling is broken!"

The mysterious soldiers of the Di clan emerged, and a chariot gang rushed around and suddenly broke into Hongsongling, a supporting stronghold of Xueyun Peak, and captured Hongsong Ridge. Thousands of human soldiers on Hongsong Ridge fled in a panic, leaving behind tens of thousands of dead slaves. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!