The territory was stable, the new army was formed, and tens of thousands of werewolves were armed. Everything was on the right track. However, when Qianye was choosing the next direction of attack, he had some minor troubles.
One direction is a series of small countries established by the human race, with Wang Renyang, who is known as the King of Qinghai, as the respected one. The combined strength of a dozen small countries is about the same as the werewolves of the Emerald Sea. Wang Renyang himself is similar in strength to the previous King Zheng. It is said that he has
A very powerful evasion secret technique.
In the other direction are the werewolves of the Black Territory. There are countless large tribes there, which not only occupy more than half of the territory in Maple Leaf, but also cut out a lot of territory in the central area. The king of the Black Territory, Duke Gale, is one of the most powerful tribes in the land.
Strong.
Purely from the perspective of expansion, it is natural to choose a small human country. Qinghai King Wang Renyang has mediocre combat power, and is probably not Qianye's opponent at this moment. What's more, Qianye and Carol, two against one, can be said to be victorious. And the strength of Duke Gale
Far above the Duke of Bones, the Emerald Sea is a barren land compared to the vast black territory rich in black stone mines. Duke Gale Wind simply doesn't like this land and marches towards the central part of the continent wholeheartedly.
In the central area, bordering the Black Territory is also one of the strongest people in the Yong Continent, the Werewolf Duke named Burning Soul.
Duke Gale and Duke Burning Soul are lifelong enemies. The two have been fighting for decades, but no one can gain the upper hand. This is why Duke Gale is so flawless.
It is not that easy to conquer the Black Territory. Even if Qianye and Carol join forces, they may be able to push back Duke Gale, but it is extremely difficult to completely defeat or even kill him. And when challenging Duke Gale
At the same time, the Burning Soul Duke may not sit idly by and wait for the opportunity to move out to snatch the fruits of victory. Qianye does not want the territory he has worked so hard to gain to be given to others.
In the past few days, he had nothing to do, so he just stared at the map of Yonglu, repeatedly weighing the pros and cons.
The best choice is to start from the human kingdom, subdue Wang Renming, and with his help, we will be sure to defeat the Duke of Gale. As long as the Duke is defeated, it will be a matter of time for the black army to retreat sooner or later.
However, it is not yet time to start the war immediately. The Grand Corridor and the Emerald Sea Werewolves do not have much food in stock. They have to wait for a new batch of food to be harvested and then slaughter the livestock to survive. Many of Zheng's industrial areas fell into Qianye
However, the grain-producing areas are still within the original territory of the Zheng Kingdom. The food aid from the family is still in the process of being collected. Such a quantity of military rations will take half a month to be delivered.
Waging a war is not something that happens overnight. Qianye is not a person who is greedy for success and is not in a hurry. He is slowly sorting out the structure, personnel and troops of the entire territory.
Within two days of the peaceful days, a werewolf rushed into Qianye's office in a hurry, forgetting to even knock on the door, and shouted when he entered: "Sir, there has been a change in the land given by heaven!"
Qianye raised his eyebrows and said, "What's going on? Tell me slowly!"
The werewolf chief was so anxious that he couldn't speak clearly. He just kept saying: "That's it. It's very strange anyway. I can't explain it clearly. You will know when you go and take a look, sir."
His appearance didn't look like he was faking it. With Qianye's current strength, he was naturally not afraid of any traps. He immediately said, "Prepare the aerostat. Let's go over and take a look."
When the aerostat was in place and Qianye walked out of the office, he saw many werewolves on the road with worried faces and whispering. It seemed that the news of changes in the God-given Land had spread.
The God-given land supports almost half of the werewolves in Bibo City, which is the key to the establishment of this huge city. Otherwise, with the primitive farming and hunting methods of the werewolves, even a tenth of the size of the city cannot be built. Therefore, the God-given land
If there is any problem with the ground, any knowledgeable werewolf will become nervous.
Qianye boarded the frigate and sailed directly to the land given by God.
Before they arrived, Qianye could see layers of fog rising straight upward from a distance, almost forming a fog wall hundreds of meters high. The fog wall covered the entire God-given land and continued to extend outwards, all the way to the mountains.
deep.
As you get closer, you can see that the crops and pastures that were growing so well in the fields below are withering at a speed visible to the naked eye. No wonder the werewolf chief is so anxious.
On the ground, some werewolves yelled and rushed into the fog area, trying to save something. They knew very well that once the food and pasture harvest in the God-given land stopped, a great famine would definitely occur in the City of Blue Waves this winter.
, perhaps tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of werewolves will die from severe cold and starvation.
"Sir, look, what's going on?"
On the frigate, the dozen or so accompanying werewolf chief priests looked at Qianye anxiously. Even the priests didn't know what was going on.
The mercenary generals of the human race were naturally confused, but when they saw the field crops below withered in patches, they all realized the seriousness of the problem.
The think tanks from Ningyuan Heavy Industry also didn't look very good-looking. Song Hui even furrowed her eyebrows.
Most werewolf tribes have little food left over, and their lives are extremely difficult. Every winter, someone always dies. The situation of small tribes is even less optimistic. When winter comes and there is a lack of food, those tribes that cannot survive often take risks and choose
war.
Originally, during the reign of the Duke of Bones, he would move disobedient and displeased tribes to the Great Corridor and let them attack Zheng State to consume the population and free up territory. Now that Qianye has taken over, he will naturally not do this. But.
The question is, if there is no harvest in the God-given land, where can we make up for such a huge gap?
Qianye turned to look at Song Hui, who shook his head and said: "With such a big gap, it is simply unrealistic to transport food from the empire. How much will the freight cost? With our current financial resources, we simply cannot afford it."
Qianye also knew that allocating food from the empire was only a drop in the bucket. It was still possible to support the troops, but it was impossible to support the hundreds of thousands of civilians in the Blue Wave City. Moreover, just after the Battle of the Floating Continent, the empire was preparing to open the gate to the new world.
It was the time when food was needed, and even if the people concerned turned a blind eye and did not interfere with the large amount of food being transported out of the country, there would be almost no one who could distribute so much food to Qianye.
Qianye narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at it for a moment, and asked, "When did this start happening?"
The werewolf priest in charge of this place said: "It started to fog this morning, and the fields were no longer good at noon. We really can't find the reason, so we can only report to you."
"Could it be some tribe that is causing trouble?"
"How can ordinary tribes have this ability? Let me see, it might be the fault of King Qinghai or Duke Gale!"
"That makes sense."
While everyone was whispering, Qianye just stared at the white fog that was still expanding in front of him. The scenery behind the fog gradually became blurry, the fields on the ground were no longer visible, and the werewolves who were still running in the fields disappeared.
Even their voices became distant and faint.
Before long, the surroundings were filled with deathly silence.
A werewolf chief suddenly shouted: "Where are the people below?"
Everyone was shocked, and then realized that no matter how hard they tried, they could no longer see how far into the fog. And the werewolf's cries, screams and curses that could be heard just now all disappeared, just like the voices deep in the thick fog.
It's like the werewolves no longer exist.
Regardless of whether they are werewolf priests, chiefs or warriors, no matter how hard they use their eyesight, they cannot see very far into the fog, even those with superior vision. Perception also fades very quickly in dense fog, and it is lost after just a little penetration.
All.
But in Qianye's eyes, there was another scene in the fog.
The concentration of the Force in the white mist is astonishingly high, and the properties of the Force are also very special and very unstable, in the gray area between eternal night and dawn. The deeper you go, the denser the Force becomes, which is equivalent to the condensed force of the void.
The fog is so thick that the perception of ordinary strong people cannot last long in it.
But in the eyes of Qianye's control, his field of vision continued to extend deeper into the white mist. The deeper he went, the more frightened he became. This kind of attribute of the force in the mist had never been encountered before, or even heard of.
As I said before, it is extremely dense and gray, and there is extreme restlessness under the calm surface. To describe it, it is a bit like mercury.
Deep in the white mist, it is like another world. It is difficult for ordinary people to survive in such a force, and the environment is worse than several famous dangerous places in the Neutral Land.
"You guys wait here." After saying that, Qianye flew out of the aeroship and rushed straight into the white mist.
As soon as he entered the white mist, Qianye felt a cold and slippery feeling on his body, as if some snakes and insects were swimming and crawling on his body. If he felt it carefully, he found that it was actually caused by the alien force in the mist corroding his body. Qianye
Stand for a moment and experience the characteristics of the alien force.
This new force is indeed a bit like mercury, but not exactly the same. When it comes into contact with the body, it will try to soak in. However, Qianye is a divine general, and Chenxi Qiming's level is far superior, and the alien force cannot do it at all.
immersion.
Qianye made a bold move. He let go of his protection and allowed the force to soak into his body. After experiencing it for a moment, he roughly understood its main nature.
The erosion of the body by the alien force is not very violent, and the process is quite long. Therefore, ordinary strong people can move in the fog for a period of time without being killed on the spot like in the void force storm. These alien forces enter the body
, it will release a strange poison. It is not very toxic, but it can be fatal if accumulated too much.
After understanding something, Qianye lowered his altitude and finally saw the situation on the ground clearly this time.
The crops and pastures in the field were all dead, and the completely wilted leaves were extremely brittle, as if they had been specially dried. There was heavy moisture in the fog, but these dead plants were so dry, which looked quite strange.
In the field, several werewolves fell to the ground.
Qianye flew over and wanted to pull a werewolf up. But as soon as his hands touched his clothes, he felt that his body was like a piece of wood, extremely dry and stiff. Qianye frowned slightly and turned him over.
, what appeared in front of me was a mummy!
The water in this werewolf's body has completely disappeared, and the dry body clings to the bones like a skeleton.
Qianye looked at several werewolf corpses in succession and found that they were all exactly the same.
He raised his head and looked into the depths of the white mist.
PS: I caught a cold for the second time, but I am still on a business trip. Due to the extremely tight schedule during the day, if I can sit down and type, it is usually at midnight. I am also very sorry for such an unfriendly update time. Everyone is here
Is the flu season going well? It’s the end of the year, and it seems that the only option is to drink more water and take more rest. I can only think about it~~>_