In Mobei, the endless wasteland, hundreds of fast horses galloped past, continuing their journey north.

For five consecutive days, the forces from all directions, working day and night, finally arrived at the northern battlefield.

Nowadays, even though winter is almost over in the grasslands of Mobei, it is still extremely cold on the battlefield near the far north.

For more than ten years, the grasslands have become colder and colder, especially in places near the far north. Water plants have been affected by the weather and have become less and less suitable for human survival.

The polar night world spreads, cold winter invades, and the earth is desolate everywhere.

Everyone rushed to the front, where the military camps of the Eight Troops of Mobei were stationed. After experiencing battles again and again, the Eight Troops of soldiers were now seriously attrited and their combat effectiveness was not as good as before.

Before the polar night fell, no one had any experience fighting monsters. This was the human race's biggest disadvantage.

Every time the demon tide appears, it is in the dark night, and in the dark night, the combat effectiveness of human soldiers will be greatly restricted. How can they defeat the demons that have lived in the darkness for a long time.

It seems that the kings and reinforcements from the Huyan, Helan and other four tribes have not arrived yet.

In front of the soldiers of the Tantai tribe, Tantai Jingyue looked at the eight camps in front and said calmly.

It's getting dark.

In front of the team at Tianyu Hall, Liu Rongnu raised her head and glanced at the sky, speaking in a hoarse voice.

Set up camp.

In front of the Confucian disciples, Faru said something, then looked at the disciples behind him and said, "It's getting dark. Set up camp as soon as possible. In addition, everyone is divided into three groups and takes turns to watch the night!"

yes!

The Confucian disciples received the order and immediately dismounted and set up camp.

When they arrived at the northern battlefield, the Confucian disciples, who had always been optimistic and optimistic, also became serious, unsmiling, and concentrated on their work.

Under the setting sun, the Confucian sect, the Buddhist sect, and the Tianyu Palace all started to set up camp, and the camps were not close to each other. Obviously, no one among the three parties trusted the other.

Tantai Jingyue took his tribe into the camp belonging to the Tantai tribe in the Eight Division Camp.

It's really a mess.

Under the setting sun, Li Ziye stood on the high ground, looked at the eight camps in front of him, shook his head and said.

It is talking about the eight coalition forces, but according to the situation of the camp, it can be seen that the eight troops are obviously fighting independently, and there is no unified order at all.

What effect can such a loose alliance have?

He has a problem that an outsider can see, but it's impossible for Tantai Jingyue to be so smart that he can't see it.

As well as the other seven princes, they should not be stupid, and they should not commit such obvious taboos.

The only reason is that the eight tribes in Mobei seem to be united, but in fact this is not the case at all. The eight tribes are suspicious of each other, making it difficult to truly join forces.

Normally, this would be good news. After all, he comes from the Central Plains and does not want to see a united and strong Mobei.

However, now is the critical period to resist monsters, and the combat power of the Eight Tribes of Mobei is the most critical force and indispensable.

What is Brother Li looking at?

At this time, Bai Wangyu walked over, looked at the young man on the high ground, and asked curiously.

Look at the Eight Division Camp in front of you. Li Ziye gestured.

Bai Wangyu heard the words and looked over. After a moment, he wondered, is there something wrong?

The camps of the eight tribes are all separated. In this situation, how can the orders among the eight tribes be unified? Without unified orders, the combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced. Li Ziye replied.

After hearing this, Bai Wangyu frowned slightly and said, I don't understand the art of war, but the generals of the eight tribes of Mobei should be able to see the problem that Brother Li said, and the Tantai goddess, after coming today, it seems that

I don’t have much to say about the current situation.

This is the worst case scenario.

Li Ziye said in a deep voice, explaining that among the eight tribes of Mobei, each has its own agenda, and it is not certain whether they really want to fight against the monster.

Bai Wangyu was shocked and asked, could it be so serious? The monster is coming, but it is a disaster for the entire human race. The Eight Tribes of Mobei are at the forefront and should actively resist.

Not everyone will think like you.

Li Ziye said solemnly, for example, if the resistance against the monster fails this time, what will the people of the Huyan tribe do?

Bai Wangyu thought for a while and said, the Huyan tribe's territory is closest to the Jiye World, and once they fail to resist the monsters, they can only move south.

Yes, we can only move south.

Li Ziye looked ahead and said, in fact, the current situation of the Huyan tribe is a microcosm of the eight tribes in Mobei. The polar night world continues to spread, and with the endless monsters emerging, Mobei becomes increasingly unsuitable for human beings to live.

Therefore, among the eight tribes of Mobei, many people may have other thoughts.

What does Brother Li mean?

Bai Wangyu looked shocked, as if he had guessed something, and said in surprise.

Go south!

Li Ziye slowly uttered two words and said in a deep voice, instead of fighting to the death with monsters, it is better to gather the power of the eight tribes in Mobei and march to the Central Plains to capture the enemy before their combat power is greatly depleted by the cold winter.

The fertile land of the Central Plains Dynasty is probably what the leaders of the Eight Tribes of Mobei are really seriously considering.

Having said this, Li Ziye turned his gaze and looked at the little red riding hood next to him, and said seriously, if it were you, between Mobei, where you don't see much hope, and the Central Plains, which has fertile land and has been peeking for a long time, how do you choose?

No, if that's the case, then why do the princes of the eight tribes in Mobei send soldiers north to defend against the monsters? Bai Wangyu raised his question and said.

It is easy to explain that going south is not an easy decision. After all, the Great Shang Dynasty in the Central Plains is very powerful, and the Eight Tribes of Mobei are not very sure that they can win this war. Before making a real decision, resist the monsters.

It is still necessary to appease the people of Mobei and protect their homeland. Li Ziye said calmly.

Is this Brother Li's guess, or is it? Bai Wangyu's expression darkened and he asked.

It's a guess, but it's basically true.

Li Ziye sighed softly and said, the reason why the old Confucian leader sent the disciples of the Confucian sect was precisely because of this concern and did not want to give the eight tribes of Mobei an excuse to go south. The situation is now very critical, so we can only unite all the Confucian disciples.

Only by using Fang Zhili to drive the monsters back to the far north can the Eight Tribes of Mobei really give up the idea of ​​going south. However, judging from today's situation, the Eight Tribes of Mobei are not as determined as they imagined to resist the monsters.

So determined.

When Bai Wangyu heard this, he clenched his hands tightly. If this was really the case, then their mission would be even more arduous.

Monster tide!

The demon tide is coming!

At this moment, from the depths of the polar night world, several scouts from the Eight Divisions of Mobei ran out desperately and shouted urgently.

As soon as he finished speaking, the last trace of the sunset in the sky completely dissipated, and darkness fell.

In an instant, a rumbling sound sounded in the polar night world, like thousands of horses galloping, which was shocking.

The next moment, at the end of the cold night, countless monsters surged out, a mass of darkness, and the black monster energy covered the sky and the sun, like a torrent of molten iron, which frightened people's minds.
Chapter completed!