Far East Territory, Outer Forest
In the severe winter with heavy snow, Han Qi and Shui Lianggong's 200,000 troops are advancing hard in the snowy forest. In the vast world, the wind is howling and the snow is falling. Many people have cold hands and feet and no warm clothes. The soldiers were hungry and exhausted walking in the thigh-deep snow, and the vanguard battalion struggled to open the way forward step by step. After these few nights of double patrols and day and night travel, many soldiers were exhausted and fell down one after another. In such a harsh environment of freezing weather, once they fell, they were destined to freeze to death...
The army continued to move forward, ruthlessly abandoning sick soldiers along the way, leaving them to fend for themselves in the snow. And the soldier who was seriously paralyzed and still alive could only crawl in the snow, desperately watching the army go away and disappear into the vast snow curtain, then close his eyes and wait for the end of his life alone... This is A helpless and desolate ending, no one knows whether they will fall in the next step forward.
After more than a month of marching from the 200,000-strong army that set off at the beginning, there are now only 180,000 left after losses. In just one month, 20,000 people unknowingly disappeared from the ranks...
After walking for such a long time, Qiye also felt that he was beginning to have symptoms of trance, cold bone marrow, and exhaustion. From the time he set out until now, Qiye has never used his spiritual power to inject energy into his body, but at this moment, Qiye's physical strength is severely overdrawn and he can't support it anymore. But the chief cook of the kitchen camp drove the carriage alone, urging other servants to move forward quickly.
Qiye slowly followed behind the convoy, feeling very weak from the empty hunger. When she couldn't bear it any longer and was unbearably hungry, Qiye leaned down and picked up a handful of snow dregs and stuffed it into her mouth. After chewing it for a few times, she swallowed it together with the ice dregs and snow water. I glanced at it blankly. What else could I find to eat in this freezing cold forest full of snow?
The entire army would only light fires and cook when they were stationed in the evening, but the rations they carried were very limited. The slave soldiers could only get half a piece of dry food, bran buns. How could they satisfy their hunger with such little food. "Hey~" Qiye sighed deeply and feebly. After these few days of march, the army has passed through most of the ice and snow forest. The trees are getting sparser and sparse, and it seems that they are about to walk out of the forest. He turned around and looked at the army behind him. The entire army was demoralized and depressed. Everyone's face was filled with anxious fear and resignation to their fate. Often during the march, a soldier fell to the ground without warning and never got up again. It was common for those following him to turn a blind eye and walk around his body or hurriedly peel off his cotton clothes. The officers and first mates at the front of the army sat on their tall horses and continued to move forward without paying attention to the situation behind them.
Seeing this scene, Qiye's eyes dimmed. Even though he was used to seeing too many miserable scenes of death, he still felt an unspeakable sadness... Just like that, dragging the pace of the walking dead, another day passed. go ahead. The army finally walked out of the endless ice and snow forest and came to a gentle rolling hill.
Because it was getting late and the army had just come out of the forest and needed a rest, Han Qi and Shui Lianggong decided to stay where they were.
As night fell, the troops began to light smoke and fires. After a while, they were busy. Qiye received half a piece of dry rice bran bun food. Although the ice and snow bran steamed buns were as hard as iron, Qiye still held them firmly in his hands and sat in the snow to chew them with relish. In those gorgeous tents, Han Qi and Shui Liangzheng sat around the warm fire with the generals and adjutants, drinking wine and enjoying the fragrant barbecue. Everyone was chatting and laughing, and there was a lively and joyful banquet scene.
Qiye withdrew his envious gaze, grabbed a handful of ice shards and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed the clattering ice shards, and swallowed the dry rice cakes together with the melted ice water. After dinner, Qiye began tonight's patrol. After Tie Xue Lang's late-night raid on the military camp last time, Qi Ye was even more energetic. He picked up the torch with one hand and held the hatchet at his waist with the other, staring intently at the boundless darkness around him.
Because he was in a military camp and surrounded by many spiritual masters, Qiye did not dare to use his spiritual power to explore the surroundings. However, although he could not radiate spiritual power, but thinking about Tie Xuelang's dark eyes emitting green light in the darkness, Qiye had an idea: If he could inject spiritual power into his eyes, could his eyesight be improved? Moreover, the spiritual power emitted by doing so will be difficult to detect. As for whether Qiye can penetrate the darkness, it is unknown, but it is worth a try!
Wait until it's late at night and everyone goes to sleep. Qiye closed his sleepy eyes slightly, sank into the Hunyuan Refining Realm's soul, and stared at the chaotic cyclone scattered into a sea of clouds in the Hunyuan Refining Realm. Although I have never mastered the control method of cyclones before, I still have subtle sensations. Taking a deep breath, Qiye's soul slowly closed its eyes and concentrated on it. Then a slender spiritual pulse shot out from between Ling Po's brows, directly into the center of the chaotic cyclone's sea of clouds. After a while, wisps of faint spiritual power were pulled out from the sea of clouds. The spiritual power continued to rise, and then peeled off the cocoon and turned into silk, forming two even and slender spiritual threads. "Whoosh~" flew into Qiye's deep black pupils in the blink of an eye.
Withdrawing his soul, Qiye slightly opened his weak eyes. In the deep black pupils, a tiny white light suddenly flashed, shining tenaciously like a looming morning star in the night. The white light only lasted for a few seconds before dimming and disappearing, but the field of vision for a few seconds was several times brighter and clearer than what ordinary eyes would see at night. Seeing such an unexpected effect, Qiye was extremely happy, as he seemed to have discovered another wonderful use of spiritual power.
In fact, injecting spiritual power into the pupils to improve vision is just a use of spiritual power, just like injecting spiritual power into flesh and blood to enhance physical toughness. It's just that Qiye doesn't know anything about the use of spiritual power.
However, Qiye's happiness did not last long, as an obvious feeling of exhaustion and powerlessness came over him... "I didn't expect that using such an ability would be so energy-consuming..." Qiye said carelessly in his heart, and felt a little blurry and dizzy in front of his eyes. When you are in such a bad state, it is really a mistake to waste your energy on controlling your spiritual power!
Soon Qiye felt dizzy and collapsed on the ground losing his center of gravity. The unstoppable feeling of sleepiness became stronger and stronger, so strong that the sleepy eyes could not support the heavy eyelids from sliding down. Qiye, who had not closed his eyes for several nights, fell asleep unknowingly in the snow.
"Crack!" At some point, a sharp, severe pain came from the right side of his waist, awakening Qiye's cold and numb consciousness. Qiye, who was awakened by severe pain, immediately opened his eyes and woke up in a panic. This sudden pain came with force. After his vision became clear, he saw a middle-aged man wearing silver armor and a cold face standing in front of him. His eyes were like daggers, staring at him coldly. This person is none other than Wolf Guard. Looking at Langbei's cold eyes, Qiye couldn't help but feel that it was three points colder than winter.
Wolfbei looked down at Nanaya lying on the snow, and said with an arrogant and indifferent expression:
"Kid, which battalion are you from? How dare you be lazy while patrolling and guarding!"
Langbei's tone made Nanye realize that something was not right. She was frightened and then said respectfully and calmly:
"Back to the general, my little slave is a handyman in the kitchen camp. I was on duty at night, and I didn't sleep a wink for several nights. I was so sleepy that I accidentally fell asleep. I hope you can forgive me, general!" Qi Ye quickly stood up and knelt down to kowtow, looking extremely pious. As if apologizing.
"Humph, kitchen camp... In that case, I will spare your life for your first offense. If you do it again, you will die!" After Wolfbei sternly uttered the last word, he strode forward without waiting for Nanye's reply. He walked forward and continued his inspection.
"Yes!" Qiye curled up on the ground and knocked on the snow. His forehead was dripping with sweat and his teeth were clenched. He pressed his ribs on the right side with both hands. A sharp pain swept through Qiye's groggy brain again. I don't know how long I had been sleeping on the snow. At this moment, Qiye's lower body was numb, and only the pain in his waist was so clear. It seems that he was kicked hard by Wolfbei just now, causing his right ribs to be fractured. However, it was thanks to Wolfbei's kick that he woke up from his sensory paralysis, otherwise he would have probably fallen asleep directly.
"Huh~, it's so dangerous!" Qiye raised his head and said with relief, a touch of sweat on his forehead, and his consciousness gradually became clearer. Thinking of what happened just now, Qiye didn't feel resentful. After all, it was because of his carelessness. However, Grandpa Luo Mu’s revenge must be reported to the Wolf Guards! Qiye said silently and firmly in his heart.
After repeatedly beating his unconscious legs, Qiye struggled to stand up. Thinking that Wolf Guard might not be far away yet, Qiye endured the pain and did not dare to use her spiritual power to heal herself. Holding back the tears of pain, Qiye continued to patrol with a limp, and continued to walk to restore the body's functions. On a snowy night, a thin figure walked staggeringly under the faint light of the fire...
There was a change of guard late at night, and Qiye finally waited until other kitchen servants came to take over his post. Back in the tent, Qiye fell down on the cold and wet straw mat. Regardless of the pain and coldness all over his body, he started another night of practice. Now, although Qiye's "Shadow Step" has reached the "Lingbu" stage, it has not yet reached the proficiency level. After the last life and death battle with the giant wolf, Qiye has been more diligent in practicing "Shadow Step" in the Hunyuan Refining Realm. However, while practicing diligently, Qiye's worries became more and more serious:
Since his departure, he has not absorbed any spiritual energy, and he has been very cautious in using his spiritual energy. But even if he saves more, the consumption of spiritual power still continues bit by bit. And he practices Shadow Step every night in the Hunyuan Refining Realm, which intensifies the consumption of spiritual power. In addition, maintaining the operation of the Hunyuan Refining Realm and maintaining his lowest vital signs during sleep all require spiritual power. Therefore, in the past month or so, 160 of the original 300 bright spiritual stars in the spiritual world within the body have been exhausted. I don’t know how long the remaining 140 pills will last, and when that time comes, will I still be able to return home alive? ?
