A being like Changling King cannot be ignored even if he retires and returns to his hometown as long as he survives.
The fiefdoms of the human kings are all close to the border. If there is an emergency at the border, King Changling can return to the battlefield in two days at most.
Therefore, when planning an offensive, the Monster Clan must take into account the elderly and injured kings in the rear.
Correspondingly, once a respected king dies, even in the rear, it means that there is a gap in the human race's defense line.
Attack at this time, and if you are lucky, you can capture more than one border.
Looting materials and equipment, sweeping away heavenly and earthly treasures, devouring delicious human beings, especially cultivators... Every border pass captured was a feast for the demon kings.
"Is the information reliable?" Black Eagle King was more cautious and wanted to confirm.
The messenger in the cloud said coldly: "Is the Emperor going to lie to you?"
After hearing this, the Mountain Ape King grinned and took the opportunity to argue, "This guy has never trusted Emperor Zun..."
"Shut up!" Black Eagle King quickly scolded and explained to the messenger:
"The king of the human race faked his death to lure us to attack. This kind of situation has happened before. Just ask more."
"There is no problem this time." The messenger in the cloud had a cold attitude and without explanation, he dropped a huge map from the sky.
The areas that the two demon kings need to attack have been marked on the map.
"Guangping?" Black Eagle King looked at it carefully, "And this border pass? I have no impression."
Messenger: "It is in the southeastern part of the human race, in that large barren mountainous area. The human race thought that there would be no monsters there, so they secretly built a small city. The city owner only has three realms. How ridiculous."
"Black Eagle, let the Great Demon of Shangjing lead the team. When the war begins, they will plunder Guangping and massacre the entire city - be careful not to go too fast to attract nearby human masters to help."
"No problem!" Black Eagle King quickly agreed, fearing that the envoy would regret it.
No matter how small a city is, it is still a city, and it is not common to win it without taking any risks.
The messenger then ordered: "The iron-eating beast has risen in Qishan. You will kill Qishan along the way as a warning. Including the surrounding mountains, including Songshan and Beishan, also sweep them away."
"Yes!" The Black Eagle King was secretly proud and glanced condescendingly at the Mountain Ape King.
Emperor Zun said that the Iron-Eating Clan was no longer relevant, but used this action to prove that it could not tolerate those remnants to continue to survive.
Perhaps, this Guangping City is a reward for the Black Eagle clan to hunt down the iron-eating beast.
The Mountain Ape King also heard the implication, frowned and remained silent.
After the envoy finished explaining and flew away alone, the Mountain Ape King threw away the stone stick and smashed it on the ground, causing large cracks in the dry wasteland.
"Black Eagle, don't let the humans kill you this time. We will settle our accounts after the war."
The two demon kings have been grudges for a long time. This time the conflict broke out. Although the fight had just begun, some ethnic groups were killed. Old hatreds were added to new hatreds, and the relationship became increasingly tense.
The Black Eagle King was so energetic that he didn't even bother to pay attention to it. He let out a long roar and flew away in the sky.
The Mountain Ape King sneered again and again and strode back into his dense forest.
A conflict between two demon kings, with heavy thunder and small rain, ended soon after it broke out.
The big demons and the little demons went back to their respective homes to rest and recuperate, waiting for the next order.
In the wilderness, there is nothing but chaos.
No one noticed that there was an ordinary dandelion among the weeds. It had just sprouted, and its fresh buds and leaves emerged from the soil and stood quietly.
The bloody wind blew through the grass, causing the tender green buds and leaves to tremble slightly.
After an unknown amount of time, the wind has gone away, but this young dandelion will continue to grow and become a witness to this wilderness...
Beishan, deep in the white clouds, the fog is wet and the dew is thick.
A stick of arrow bamboo is hidden in the mist. When the wind blows, clouds and mist surge all over the mountain, and the green branches and leaves tremble slightly.
Intelligence messages from all directions poured into the sea of consciousness in an instant.
"The human race deliberately leaked the news of King Changling's death." Zhu An quickly made a judgment.
He took the life of King Changling, and the whole process was silent. Then the Human Emperor arrived at the Song Mansion and wanted to block the news for a while. It was very simple.
But now, the demon clan has obtained the information early, and within the human clan, there are also signs of secretly deploying troops.
The truth can be known at a glance.
"Unfortunately, it's not that simple this time."
Several clusters of branches and leaves swayed, as if shaking their heads.
No matter how many trump cards the human race has, they have only emerged in the past two or three thousand years.
The other demon clans headed by the four great emperors have inherited the legacy of the previous era and developed for thousands of years. Their heritage is so profound that even Zhu An cannot estimate it.
This time, if the human race remains on the defensive, it will be able to survive the consequences caused by the death of King Changling. This is also Zhu An's plan.
However, the Human Emperor and other high-level officials were not willing to back down, and planned to take the initiative to do something for the overall situation.
But only Zhu An knew that there were other variables on the side of the demon clan that should not be underestimated.
Compared with those variables, the crisis that the Black Eagle clan is about to massacre Guangping and sweep the surrounding mountains is nothing, and can be solved easily.
"This battle is very risky, but it's not necessarily a bad thing." Zhu An thought, "It still depends on how I deal with it."
He silently calculated to see what opportunities he could get this time.
In the past few thousand years, after his own strength has become stronger, fishing in troubled waters in the war between all parties has become his favorite and best thing.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to cultivate to such a high level just relying on the resources in Beishan area.
"What chance are there..."
Zhu An pondered for a long time and then turned his gaze to the willow forest halfway up the mountain.
The red fox Hongyun persisted despite being beaten by the wicker and still did not give up.
It vaguely felt that every time it was beaten to death, it would become stronger after sleeping.
Since it can become stronger, there is hope that one day, it can catch up with the panda.
Therefore, Hongyun rushed forward into the thousands of willow branches with an indomitable attitude, even Maruwan was a little stunned when he saw it.
"Isn't this fox the most timid? Why is he so fierce?"
Surprised, Wanwan didn't pay too much attention. He yawned, leaned against the tree, crossed his legs, swung his paws, and happily took a bite of a bamboo leaf.
"However, there is still a long way to go to reach my level."
It has already eaten the second leaf and is slightly longer.
Everything is perfect.
The bamboo from Beishan is really a good bamboo, it thought as it chewed the leaves.
The next moment, a voice message rang in my ears:
"Maruwan, prepare for a long trip."
"ha?"
Maruwan was excited and hurriedly stuffed the bamboo leaves into his mouth, looking around cautiously.
"Beishan Zhizhu, didn't you say you would support me for the rest of your life? Why do you regret it now?"
"When did I say I would support you for the rest of my life?" Zhu An laughed, "Besides, I'm not driving you away, I'm letting you seize an opportunity."
"Really?" Marumaru stared at the depths of the mountain with dark circles under his eyes, "I feel like you are lying to me."
"You should also be very aware of the current situation of our iron-eating clan."
"I heard that there are monsters everywhere outside recently. I'm so eye-catching, let alone seize the opportunity - if I go out and get caught, I'm afraid that I will become the opportunity."
Zhu An smiled and said: "But now, you don't look like an iron-eating beast. You are not eye-catching at all."
"What's the meaning?"
Maruwan was stunned when he saw Hongyun next to him with his mouth wide open in surprise, staring at him with his small eyes, his eyes strange.
The chipmunk squirrel on the other side, still not enlightened, looked at him and tilted his head, "Cuckoo?"
Maruwan had a vague feeling of something bad, so he turned around and rushed towards the creek not far away.
Standing by the creek, looking down.
A dark figure appeared on the water.
His face was all black, and he couldn't tell which area had been the dark circles under his eyes.
Then he pushed his belly forward, and his favorite white belly was now completely black.
It transformed directly from a panda into a little black bear.
Wanwan plucked another bunch of hair from his belly and looked at it carefully.
It's not dyed, and it doesn't look like an illusion. It's as if it was born with this color.
"It's over."
Maruwan's face fell, and he collapsed on the ground, with a cry in his voice:
"Mom, I have become so ugly..."
