"It is more useful to put them back, making these Hong tribes think that we have escaped to the depths of the extreme north, knowing that we have no contact with outside, and that I am here. Even if they have masters at the level of Taishi, I don't believe they will chase them again."

An Xiaoyu explained.

Feron put down the gun in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief, "That means we can retreat calmly?"

An Xiaoyu nodded, put away the short knife in his hand, and looked at the Hong tribe corpses on the ground: "Take these eight corpses away, find a place in front to bury them, record the coordinates and take them back for research when you have time. Xu Hewei will probably be crazy about it."

"It's better to take it to the oasis, where there is a small base supported by the energy of the earth vein. There should be a storage device inside, which is safer than burying it here." Feron suggested.

An Xiaoyu rolled her eyes: "Are you stupid? What if the Hong tribes have the ability to sense each other? Then the oasis base will be exposed? Find a place to bury it, and take it away in the future if you can take it away. Whether you can take it away can still be regarded as a wrong indicator."

"I understand!" Feiron understood it.

Immediately afterwards, they deviated from their original route and walked towards a Jedi for a while. Then they buried the body of the Hong clan, remembered the latitude and longitude coordinates, and turned back to their original target again. In this way, if the Hong clan could really find this side, they would definitely think that they continued to move forward in a straight line.

The environment in the far north is simple and boring. Except for the occasional mountains, glaciers and cracks, large areas are filled with ice and dark nights. When they rest at night, they found a bulge of a glacier and dug holes on the snow shell to stay overnight.

Feron said: "At the current speed, it should be three days later when you reach the next village, and it will take almost a week later to reach the oasis. If you want to continue to go to the second floor... To be honest, I haven't been in the extreme night yet."

An Xiaoyu looked at the mark on the map and suddenly asked: "Is the village on the first floor fixed?"

"How to say..." Feron scratched his head: "This place is basically fixed. You have to know that there are not many places that can be stationed in the far north, especially at the extreme night. It is basically unlikely to find a place to camp."

“Because of the weather?”

"It's also because of those weird things!" Feron suddenly picked up his gun from the ground: "These things have a range of activities. If you can't go to some places, you can sleep safely. Otherwise, as soon as your eyes are closed, you will probably be gnawed to the point where you will be gnawed."

An Xiaoyu also looked outside. In the darkness, a little light gradually emerged from the wind and snow. The thermal imager showed dense low-calorie objects approaching. Outside their snow nest, the snow dug out had already piled up into a circle of fortifications, and the soldiers were lying behind the fortifications, waiting for the wild beasts to approach.

Seeing this scene, An Xiaoyu pulled out a metal short stick and wanted to go out, but was stopped by Feron: "In this case, the bullet will solve faster. If you rush out, it will be easy for the soldiers to dare not shoot casually. After all, electronic guidance is not omnipotent."

After hearing Feron say this, An Xiaoyu nodded and put away the knife in his hand.

The gunshots rang out. Just as those things rushed over, the whistling of bullets and the roars of beasts, the crisp sound of gunshots and the muffled sound of beasts falling to the ground, the sound of wind and gunshots around them were mixed together, like a tragic march.

An Xiaoyu suddenly felt sad in her heart. How many people would survive in the end of their lonely army? Although no one had an accident yet, what would happen after that? Today is the Hong clan and the wild beast. What is tomorrow?

Not to mention that there are more unknown dangers in the entire extreme north. Those strange creatures that no one can tell where they came from, alien races that they will encounter at any time in the darkness can destroy the entire legion's natural disasters everywhere.

Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? What day will these people suffer casualties? From the time they are forced to abandon their comrades' bodies, it will be the beginning of their tug-of-war with the power of nature.

And they will have to carry out such a marching for at least seven days.

Seven days!

Soon, all the wild beasts that attacked were killed. They were not even close to the fortifications accumulated by the ice and snow, and were all knocked down more than fifty meters away. The bodies were scattered all over the ground, and the remaining wild beasts began to wander around and dared not continue to move forward.

Feron said: "It should be safe tonight. These beasts appear in extreme nights are very cautious. They are not as numerous as those appearing during extreme daytime. Because there are few foods and few breeding, they rarely take risks."

An Xiaoyu nodded and returned to their snow nest. The soldiers behind the fortifications also began to retreat, leaving only a squad guard who took turns to serve nights. After dinner, Feron fell asleep in his sleeping bag, as if he had wrapped a silkworm cocoon.

The other soldiers were also exhausted. They had good physical fitness, at least they had the cultivation level in the late stage of Mingtai, had received rigorous training, and had extraordinary psychological strength. However, such a long journey in such a difficult environment still made them exhausted.

An Xiaoyu sat cross-legged in the snow nest, alerting the beasts outside.

When these beasts tested a lot on the periphery, once they approached, the professional soldiers would fire a shot, and then they would retreat quickly. During this period, many other beasts came, and some of them secretly began to pick up the dead bodies from the ground.

Some people may have squats on both sides because of the behavior of picking up corpses, and they made a fuss for a night, and the things did not dare to surround them again. By the next morning, they seemed to feel that these people were about to wake up and quietly retreated to the unknown darkness.

Feron got up in the morning and took his people to cut some meat as their food reserves. You must know that if you want to survive in this place, you can only rely on these creatures in this area. An Xiaoyu smelled the soup made of the meat of those beasts, and almost vomited it out.

"Luckily I don't have to eat."

Feron laughed and took out a pair of mysterious spherical objects from the pot, saying, "These beasts are full of treasures. Don't be too difficult to eat. Some of them are good to eat. What kind of bicycle do you want?"

An Xiaoyu shrugged and turned around and didn't want to see it anymore.

The breakfast problem was quickly solved. Each soldier had some animal meat and fur on his body. The meat was used as a nutritional supplement for daily life and fur was used for emergency response. In case there was a problem with the energy furnace and it was not repaired properly, these furs were life-saving things.

The team continued to move forward and went deep into this terrifying darkness alone.

At this time, in a large office converted into a large classroom in the Three Thousand College of the Imperial Capital, Guan Jue was carrying a messy hair, dealing with the news coming from all over the country.

Because the information communication between the imperial capital and the outside world has not yet been fully formed, there are various forms of news coming. Some are transmitted back through satellite communication base stations established by the 39th Army, some are communicated through worldly books, and then written by disciples of the 3,000 family members, and some are news that local governments actively communicate through various methods.

Since the massacre of the Chaoge members, while actively establishing the Xin Chaoge, the Empire has also taken the initiative to communicate with local departments. If some backbones can be drawn from the local Chaoge, the pressure on the imperial capital will be much lower.

The dream was very fulfilling, but in fact, just as the imperial capital tried its best to repair the communication routes to the court, the entire imperial capital was isolated. Various forces in the local area were surging, and they were in a trend of rising up, and they were in confronting the local official forces.

Not to mention that some places are directly jointly organized by the Military Commission, the Chaoge, the Guard, or the Guard, or multiple official forces, and began to claim temporary autonomy during wartime. All kinds of messy opposing situations are everywhere, and even if you want to contact the imperial capital, you are all subject to restraint everywhere.

Such a situation has completely established the strongholds ending in the empire, and have even formed a cooperative relationship with some local forces. The entire empire is now in a semi-turbulent state. Fortunately, the western border has long established a satellite communication network based on marginal alien tribes, ensuring that aliens cannot take the opportunity to infiltrate, otherwise it will be really done.

Guan Jue rubbed his head, raised his head and subconsciously looked at the clock next to him, but he could no longer remember what time it was when he looked at the clock last time. Even after seeing it, he forgot about it after seeing it, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Maybe it's a habit, maybe it's a comfort.

Even if Wen Liangren was at the realm of real human cultivation, he was a little tired at this time and said, "The establishment of Xinchao Pavilion is imminent, otherwise we will all collapse in a few days! If it really doesn't work, we will be transferred from the civil talents and various departments and families in the imperial capital."

But Guan Jue seemed to have not heard it, just lowered his head to process the news.

Wen Liangren saw it and sighed: "I know you are unwilling to accept it, but you are in a wrong state."

Only then did Guan Jue react, put down the electronic board and paper strip in his hand, rubbed hard and said, "I know my condition is wrong now, but what time is there to care about the condition? And I can't turn around for a while."

The continuous changes in the imperial capital and the current dilemma caused a crack to appear in Guan Jue's heart. This crack came from the combined effect of external pressure and internal pressure.

"I knew from the beginning that manpower sometimes was exhausted, but I still wanted to be perfect. Perhaps because I had been exposed to things that I had paid too much before, it made me succeed easily and effortlessly, but suddenly this kind of thing happened and I started to be helpless."

Guan Jue looked up at Wen Liangren: "Tell me, how should I make progress quickly?"

Che Zichang suddenly smiled: "It's not easy to make progress quickly? Go and find the origin! They are the best at this. Just give it an injection and you can become An Xiaoyu. How easy?"

Guan Jue leaned on the back of the chair, looked at Che Zichang's calm look, and wondered: "You have been here for many days, why are we all so embarrassed, but you can stay so calm? Are there any tricks? Can you teach us if you can do it?"

Che Zichang spread his hands: "I'm just used to this state. When I first arrived in the imperial capital, I was living a life of all kinds of gang bosses. Later, we controlled the gray rope and slowly gained a foothold under the pressure of the three major gangs. Later, if you want to whitewash, you have to face the division within the gang and your suppression. By the way, there are Shaozun and Origin and the covetousness of the end. Do you think I can't get used to it?"

"Why can't I get used to it?" Guan Jue said helplessly.

"How many days have you been?" Wen Liangren patted his shoulder: "You are suddenly working across the border now, and the running-in period is very important."

Guan Jue smiled bitterly: "I would rather go to the battlefield to calculate 100,000 people, 10 million people, than to sit here to deal with these small notes! You can just ask me to take a gun. When An Xiaoyu comes back, I will ask her to take me to the front line and I won't play with you anymore."

"Then we are looking for a new heir." Wen Liangren was not in a hurry when he heard this.

Guan Jue said he was helpless too.

"Sir! News from the Young Master of the Extreme North!" The voice of the correspondent suddenly came.

Guan Jue recovered his energy immediately, sat upright and said, "Tell me!"

The cipher text sent back by An Xiaoyu was immediately displayed on the light screen in front of him, and the *** in the light brain immediately converted the cipher text into text. After reading the content, the three of them frowned. This primary school was really difficult for them to digest.

The Hong tribe dug a sinkhole on the outskirts of the extreme north to build a large fake brain. It is speculated that it may be mental attacks or mental control. It is not known at present that the possible scope and targets of attack are likely to be affected. There are a large number of masters and at least one top master in the sinkhole.

"One wave has not yet settled and another wave has risen again!"

"It's raining all night long..."

Guan Jue had a headache: "Stop chanting poetry, what should we do now? Lao Shanzin and Bei Gun are all missing. The extreme north is now a place where no one cares about it. The aliens want to invade from there, and Beiyun Province is in chaos again. How can we prevent this?"

The three of them frowned immediately.

After all, this matter cannot be solved by three people. The Wartime Interim Committee immediately held a meeting and unified its opinions on this matter. Finally, it decided to temporarily block the Far North, and then try to mobilize the forces that can be mobilized to deal with the matters in Beiyun Province. At the same time, let the First Lei family send people to the Far North to investigate.

This was also a decision after a lot of confusion. Before they could figure out what that thing was, they would definitely not send troops there easily. As for the residents and prisoners inside the extreme north, Beiqiu didn't know whether it was dead or alive, so they could only choose to give up temporarily and put it aside.

The East Wilderness Army was mobilized. They have been stationed near the twenty-six valleys. After the fog in the valley was treated, they have been guarding the side of the hindrance capital. Now the imperial capital has begun to gradually penetrate, and at least the four guards have restored the control of the imperial capital, and the East Wilderness Army has also restored its mobility.

Originally, the imperial capital planned to use the Eastern Desert Army to push eastward and control the entire eastern region. However, when An Xiaoyu's news came, the wartime interim committee immediately changed its plan and ordered Si Mingyu to lead troops to the north to suppress the rebellion in Beiyun Province, and communicate with Beijing and northern province to slowly control the northern region.

The Four Life Alliance also began to move. At this time, the cohesion they showed was incomparable to the loose organization of the Cultivator Alliance. From the beginning to now, the various branches of the Four Life Alliance have become hidden threads in the center of the empire, conveying countless news back.

After Wusheng was in charge of the imperial capital, Fusheng also decided to fight with the Eastern Wilderness Army in the Northern Four-Sheng Alliance Organization, which originally belonged to him, to form an effective mechanism to deal with this unrest.

But the only problem is that after the Donghuang Army leaves Beijing North Province, it will fall into chaos, which is different from the Dongfang. Several provinces near the Dongfang are quickly cleared by them when the chaos begins. Relatively speaking, the uncontrolled territory is also interspersed.

But the north is different. The north is already very wide, and except for Beijing-North Province, there is basically no actual force under the hands of the imperial capital. Once the Eastern Wilderness Army enters the extreme north, it will fight alone like An Xiaoyu and the others entering the extreme north.

Si Mingyu looked at Guan Jue's worried expression and suddenly laughed: "The whole family doesn't speak two families. Since the establishment of our Eastern Wilderness Army, hasn't it been like this all the time? Is it even more difficult to suppress the rebellion and hunt awakened beasts?"

Guan Jue smiled when he heard this, but with his messy hair and clothes, his dark circles looked particularly haggard.

To be honest, when Si Mingyu heard An Xiaoyu talk about Guan Jue, he always thought that Guan Jue was a pride of heaven in the new era. He was a genius. His mind was beyond ordinary people, and even only under a few top politicians. If he was given time, he would definitely be the pillar of the empire.

But now, it really makes people feel unbearable to see it.

The turmoil in the empire came too quickly and suddenly. This is not only a problem of origin and end, but also a problem of the Hong tribe, but also a problem of the entire empire having been ill for a long time. Perhaps some people have noticed it, and perhaps many people have not seen it. In an era when the development of science and technology is getting faster and faster, the cycle of social ills has begun to shorten with the increase of this speed.

All departments and upper classes of the empire, and even the five-man team, were still following the previous rhythm to deal with the empire's problems, which led to such a situation.

There is no doubt that origin and end are the people who know the lesions of the empire best.

Anyone who puts such a situation on his shoulders will feel heavy and overwhelmed. However, the only ones that the Empire can count on and hope to turn the tide are the only rising stars. Although Si Mingyu is not old, he still felt relieved when he looked at Guan Jue and said softly:
Chapter completed!