Chronicles of Heaven

Mountain Wind City, one of the northern portals of Fufeng Shen.

For several years, the southeast supremacy of the Supreme Demon Kingdom conquered the army under the jurisdiction of Yinwuwu and launched a comprehensive attack on the Fufeng **** dynasty. Mountain Wind City was the first to be attacked by the vanguard of Yin and Wushuang, and the casualties were extremely severe.

If it weren't for Yin and Wushuang's sudden command of the army to go to Wu Guo to provoke wrongdoing, with his offensive strength, more than a month later, Shanfeng City would be broken.

Putting on a burlap gown, the witch iron in a sour-scented costume was carrying a small parcel, holding a paper-paper umbrella, trotting all the way, and came to Mountain Wind City.

The sky was drizzling with rain, and the plain north of Shanfeng City had been messed up by years of fighting. The black and red ground was not growing, the rain made the ground muddy, and a faint **** and rancid wafted in the air.

After years of fighting, God knows how many lives were lost by the vanguard of Yinwushuang under the city. The dead soldiers' bodies have been activated, but their blood has soaked the earth.

Walking on the thick mud, the witch iron mingled with a group of fleeing people and stood outside the broken gate of Shanfeng City.

A group of cows and horses shouting loudly, using a thick alloy lever at the mouth of the bowl, carrying a gate that is ten feet tall, five or six feet wide, and three feet thick. Slowly Came over from the city.

Dozens of strong men waved the sledgehammer and smashed the broken city gate a little bit from the wall. There were brilliant refiners and array mages busy on the city gate, strengthening the city wall where the gate was located, and sketching out the formation. Method, reset the door shaft and other things.

Dozens of people had lean faces, **** bodies, rags of armor, and soldiers with gaps on the edges of their weapons stood outside the door, yelling loudly at the surging refugees.

"Don't mess, don't mess, go here to register one by one."

"Report your identity, register for Xiuwei, and get your identity badge to enter the city."

"It's ugly to say in the front, if there is a devil who wants to get into the city, get out of here."

"If you are found in the city as a spy, it will be hard for you to die!"

Beside the main entrance busy for repairs, under a section of the broken city wall gap, dozens of officials in Tsing Yi caps sat behind a row of wooden tables, and a large group of refugees crowded in front of the wooden table, screaming in exhaustion.

A brass mirror with a faint aura of light hovering over the gap in the city wall. The mirror was as bright as a moon, sweeping across the wooden table and reporting loudly the refugees who came from their identities.

In the light of the mirror, these refugees flashed various lights from time to time.

The witch irons lined up in the crowd, and based on his cultivation, it should not be difficult for them to get involved in the city by hiding these small officials and the soldiers at the gates of the city.

But Wu Tie keenly noticed that in Mountain Wind City, there was a breath that made him feel a little threat.

The breath is broad, strong, and blazing like the sun. It is not a breath of life, but a wave of spiritual treasure generated by the world. This wave is faintly connected with all the people in the mountain and wind city, and the entire city is impenetrable.

Being able to persist for so long under the crazy attack of Supreme Demon Kingdom, Mountain Wind City, or Fufeng Shenchao certainly has a little of their hole cards.

There is still a large array of rumors in the Chao Dynasty. Wu Tie dares not to underestimate the details of the Fufeng Dynasty.

Therefore, Wu Tie calmly and calmly converged, accompanied by refugees, mixed with the crowd, and lined up to the wooden table step by step.

I have just listened to the reports of the identity of many refugees. This group of refugees were all lucky people who escaped from the north of Shanfeng City, a state government washed up by the army of the Demon Kingdom.

The witch iron also remembered several place names, and even learned the dialects of these refugees in a very short time by virtue of its huge soul power.

Feel free to fabricate a Sanxiu family background for himself, and let out a touch of Buddha's breath.

In the treasure mirror hanging from the notch of the city wall, a touch of warm golden light flashed on the witch iron's body.

The clerk who was transcripting the origins reported by Wuxi Iron suddenly raised his head and glanced deeply at Wuxi Iron: "Buddhist exercises?"

Wu Tie bowed a hand to the clerk and said indifferently: "Fortunately, I got a Buddhist scripture in the deep mountains, with a little practice."

These officials, the identity badges distributed to other refugees are all made of iron wood, but after hearing that Wu Tie admits that he has practiced Buddhism, he gave him a bronze badge for his ascension message. Hand-printing the secret, printed the word 'Witch Iron' on the bronze medal.

Handed the bronze medal to the witch iron, this little official's numb and stiff face showed a slight smile: "Buddhist exercises, and the cultivation of fetal possession, very good ... Mountain Wind City, need you That kind of people."

"If there is no life, or if you want to avenge your relatives, the city defense forces of Mountain Wind City, consider it."

"The national defense is at the forefront, and the urban defense forces are extremely risky, but the salaries are very high, and as long as you give credit, you will need to have an excellent panacea to help you build a thousand miles. It is not difficult.

The witch iron took the bronze medal, watching the little official said nothing, and walked towards the gap in the wall of the city.

The clerk turned around again and looked at Wu Tie and said in a deep voice: "Remember, after you enter the city, you can only live in concentrated camps in the northeast corner of the refugee camp. Found that the province must not be charged with a spooky spy. "

"The national disaster is taking the lead, and looking at your so-so-high body, it is also a good man to think of ... it is a good way to join the army."

Shaking his head, the clerk turned around and looked at the guys who were huddled up behind Wu Tie.

He Shen said: "If the war is unfavorable, you will also be forcibly recruited, but the soldiers who are forcibly recruited will not be treated as well as the heroes who volunteered."

Wu Tie took the bronze medal with a faint mana fluctuating in his hands and said without looking back: "I know, thank you, Lord, the naughty will consider ... Scary, is the war really bad for us?"

This clerk, as well as several colleagues around him, heard the words of Witch Iron.

They grin at the same time, and laugh silently.

Shaking their heads, they continued their intense work. More and more refugees are lining up. In the shadows, more refugees are slowly coming towards the mountainous city.

"The world is difficult." When the witch iron entered the city, standing next to the gap in the city wall, he constantly looked at the refugees who entered the city. One of the low-ranking officers who lost one arm whispered with emotion.

In the mountain breeze city, there are soldiers patrolling the streets.

Refugees like Witch Iron have auxiliary soldiers to supervise them from walking around. Instead, they gathered along a specially designated avenue and gathered at the northeast corner of Shanfeng City.

This area was originally a large area of ​​residential houses, but the war razed it to the ground.

Millions of refugees gathered here, all over the place are wooden tents, straw sheds, and weeping and groaning everywhere.