C334 A cry of alarm

"Hmph."

A cold snort that was neither light nor heavy clearly resounded in the duo's ears. They jumped to the side like lightning.

Behind Dong Fengpo, stood a group of soldiers, immediately quietened down, the people who were just eating suddenly scattered like birds and beasts, the people who were married just now, became a few people. The shop owner was so frightened that he did not even dare to ask for money for food. However, when he saw the gold ingot that Dong Fengpo had put down, Bitter melon's face instantly turned into a flower.

"Get down."

The cold voice sounded again as he turned around to face the two people in the corner.

The General Mu bowed from afar, "This general greets the Marshal."

Dong Fengpo was instantly disregarded and turned to look coldly at Yao Sisi. "Are you sure this is the guest house?"

Yao Sisi laughed awkwardly, a wide smile plastered on his face: "Hehe, I remembered wrong, I remembered wrong, then I will tell the shop owner to get you the best roast duck later."

Without waiting for Dong Fengpo to speak, Yao Sisi turned and used a movement technique to rush out of the room.

The shop owner was unclear as to what was going on, so he hurriedly said, "There's no roasted chicken in the store."

Yao Sisi's entire face dropped, and he immediately winked at the shop owner, "Hehe, shop owner, you must be confused, there are some."

With a flash of black clothed, Dong Fengpo blocked Yao Sisi's path, "Girl, do you want me to grab a chicken for you?"

At this time, the General Mu walked over and took the chance to slip away. Yao Sisi spoke to the person at the door with a bitter face: "General Mu, you can't leave!"

A voice came from afar, "Wishing you good luck!"

Yao Sisi looked at the approaching Dong Fengpo in panic, "What are you doing? Stop right there. Um, can't I be wrong? "

"What's wrong with you?"

It was said that those outside heard the woman's apology.

He had already stayed in Wan Tong City for seven days, and everything was settled. The citizens of Qitian Country, who were originally afraid of the war, were overjoyed when they saw that Yaochi Country's army was orderly and did not show any signs of killing or looting. Wan Tong City regained its previous liveliness, and was even more lively than before.

On the eighth day, hundreds of thousands of troops marched out, majestically heading to the Ice Receiving City in front of the Qitian Country. The Ice Receiving City was a large city that connected the north to the south. After taking over the Ice Receiving City, the troops that were waiting here for the Qiankun Country would gather and attack together into the Central Plains of the Qitian Country. The Ice Receiving City's ice land was worth mentioning. The ice land originated from the city because if the snow fell once, before the snow even touched the ground, it would turn into water droplets. On the other hand, the ground would freeze for tens of kilometers, making it hard for one to slip away. It was now November, and the sky was getting colder. Snow was bound to fall, and everyone was worried that it would snow that day. If it did, it would bring about ten times more difficulty to attack the city.

The army moved quickly, traveling forty miles a day. Three days of hasty march to ten miles away from Ice Receiving City.

The cold wind blew fiercely and the snow continued falling. In an instant, two days and two nights had passed. Even when a bonfire was set ablaze, the land of ice was still cold and ghastly. Although they had considered this long ago and also distributed quilts and quilts, without the cover of the snow and the thick layer of ice on the ground, this ice block was like a heat absorption hole, constantly absorbing the temperature. If it wasn't for the tens of thousands of people huddled together, it could have frozen to death.

Inside the marshal's tent, Dong Fengpo was sitting in front of a table, handling military affairs. The carbon in the brazier beside him was emitting a red glow, and the silver mask that was being shot out was suffused with a strange red color. Even so, he couldn't help but shiver and shiver. This caused his eyebrows to furrow even deeper. If he was like this, then the situation with the soldiers was even more so. How could such a soldier leave the city? When would the weather improve? Is Qitian Country's fate really not ending yet?

Worries, questions, such a situation was unthinkable to him.

There was a sudden commotion outside the tent, followed by frightened shouts from the soldiers.

"What's wrong? What happened? "

Dong Fengpo asked. Yao Sisi stuck his head out from the quilt with the Qiuqiu and shook its head: "I don't know, you go take a look."

With that, he pulled on the blanket tightly around him and tightly hugged the Qiuqiu. Seeing such a cold Yao Sisi, Dong Fengpo opened the big tent and saw that the people outside were already squeezed together. He grabbed hold of the person who passed by and asked: "Tell me, what happened?"

"The Ice Receiving City threw many monsters and many children into the city."

The man shouted incoherently, "A lot of monsters are attacking our camp, a lot of... "Many …"

His body suddenly spasmed, his face contorted in pain, a trickle of blood leaking from his mouth and nose.

"What's wrong with you? "What kind of monster is it?"

Dong Fengpo roared as he shook the man in his hand, but the man had his eyes closed and no longer moved.

"Everyone, be on alert. Kill the monsters that are attacking us. General Mu, quickly assign 10,000 people to follow me to see what is going on. "

He saw a black mass outside the tent, a small northern face, small and round ears, a slender neck, wide feet, hairy limbs and black skin. Its body length was 260 cm, and its average weight was 750 kg (400-1100 KG), and when it stood on its hind legs it could reach as high as three meters. Its eyes revealed a look more ferocious than human eyes, and its hair was a colorless, transparent, hollow tube, but its skin was black, and we could see its original appearance from the tip of its nose, the pad of its claws, its lips, and the black skin around its eyes. Its front paws were large, like two oars, and the four pads were covered with thick, stiff hair. The four corners were completely black.

When they approached, they would open their mouths to bite. In the time it took to make a cup of tea, hundreds of people were killed. Dong Fengpo drew his blade and slashed a monster that was close to him. He observed his surroundings calmly and noticed that there were a few people who did not manage to escape in time, and were surrounded by monsters in a corner of the plaza as they screamed in fear. Facing such a powerful monster, they had no way of fighting. They had to get them out of here. He brandished his blade and swept away dozens of monsters. Then, he shouted at the crowd that was surrounded, "Come out!"

He continued, "General Ying, quickly get someone to bring out the brazier. The more the better."

The several hundred monsters in front of him were merely shocked by Dong Fengpo's actions. After that, they once again stuck out their tongues and steadily walked over. Dong Fengpo stood alone at the front, commanding General Mu to lead his soldiers to defend. The monster's movement speed was slower than a human's, and it had to rely entirely on numbers to win in battle. Dong Fengpo rushed over with his black body, and as if he was a god, he knocked over one monster with one hand, causing the monster to fly back ten meters before hitting the other. The monsters surrounding them increased in number, and no matter how strong Dong Fengpo was, he was still just a person. Soon, he was surrounded by a growing number of monsters, and no matter how strong he was, he was still just a person.

"The Marshal's brazier is here."