Chapter 137 Only great heroes can be true to themselves
midnight.
Ni Kun was hugging Zhu Yuyan on his left and Wen Caiting on his right. They were sleeping soundly when they were suddenly awakened by the sound of tearing cloth.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a crack on the top of the tent and a few drops of snow powder were falling through the crack.
Ni Kun pursed his lips and exhaled, blowing away the snow powder, then raised his hands to move away the pink legs and arms of Zhu Yuyan and Wen Caiting that were wrapped around him:
"Hurry up and get up. Don't sleep any more. The tent is about to collapse under the snow."
As he spoke, the sound of falling snow could be heard from outside the tent.
Zhu Yuyan and Wen Caiting woke up one after another, saw the tear in the tent, and hurriedly got up to help Ni Kun get dressed.
After getting dressed with the help of the two of them, Ni Kun lifted the door curtain and walked out of the tent. He saw heavy snow falling. The tops of the three tents arranged in a triangular shape were all covered with snow powder.
At this time, the curtain of a tent diagonally opposite was lifted, and Shi Feixuan walked out in a white dress.
When she traveled around, she was used to wearing men's clothes, and when she went north to the grasslands, she always brought enough clothes to change into.
However, after being chased by the White Walkers for more than a hundred miles, all her luggage had long been lost. In the subsequent battles, her clothes were torn in many places and exposed everywhere. As a last resort, she could only change into the white long dress supported by Ni Kun, which was the same style as the Yin Gui witches.
Shi Feixuan was as stunningly beautiful as Kankan, with a figure and looks that were both top-notch in the world.
When she was wearing men's clothes, she was heroic, bright and generous. Now that she changed into women's clothes, she became even more charming.
Even though Ni Kun was surrounded by beauties, he couldn't help but take a few more glances at Shi Feixuan when he saw her in a skirt.
"Mr. Ni."
Shi Feixuan saw him looking at her with a smile, and thought of her current attire. She felt a little embarrassed for some reason, and didn't know where to put her hands. In the end, she could only clasp her hands together, put them in front of her belly, lowered her head, and whispered:
"It's so strange that it's snowing. The sky was full of stars and the weather was warm before..."
Her nervous look made Ni Kun laugh a little, and he praised her first:
"Feixuan, you look like a fairy when you are dressed like this."
This compliment made Shi Feixuan at a loss, her pretty face slightly red, her eyes embarrassed, and he just stopped smiling and said seriously:
"Although the climate in the grassland changes dramatically, it is already summer. It shouldn't snow so heavily in Pianguan, near the Great Wall."
Deep in the grassland, the further north you go, the more dramatic the climate changes are, and it is not surprising to have heavy snow at any time.
But this is the edge of the Great Wall. Now is the warm season with high temperature. The temperature in Chang'an is equivalent to that in Jiangnan in later times, and the temperature in Jiangnan is equivalent to that in Guangzhou in later times. You can even grow lychees in Shu. On the grassland, the climate is naturally relatively warm.
Given the current climate, it is abnormal in any way to have such heavy snow falling right next to the Great Wall in the early summer.
Just as Shi Feixuan was about to speak, she saw Zhu Yuyan and Wen Caiting walking out of the tent behind Ni Kun one after another, adjusting their clothes and hair.
A flash of shock suddenly appeared in Shi Feixuan's eyes.
Looking at Ni Kun who acted as if nothing had happened, then looking at Zhu Yuyan who was equally calm, and Wen Caiting who had a strange blush on her face and looked so charming that water could be squeezed out of her, I couldn't help but feel suffocated.
He could actually play with Zhu Yuyan and Wen Caiting, two sisters at the same time...
Well, Master Ni is worthy of being called a celestial being and a peerless hero, his moves are indeed extraordinary!
Shi Feixuan silently thought in her heart:
"Only great heroes can be true to themselves... With Master Ni's ability, being lustful is already a very good hobby... It's harmless for great heroes to be lustful..."
Try to control your mind, stabilize your emotions, and act as if nothing has happened.
At this time, Kanan and Bai Qing'er also walked out of another tent.
The demon girl stretched lazily.
With her arms raised and her clothes tight, her curves, which had become even more perfect after practicing the Immortal Martial Arts, were highlighted to the fullest. She seemed to be deliberately showing off, stretching for a long time before putting her hands down, covering her lips with the back of her hands, and yawning lazily and charmingly, she said:
"Sir, does it snow on the grassland in summer?"
Bai Qing'er also said softly:
"I've only heard that it's possible for heavy snow to fall on the grassland in August, but I've never heard of snow falling in the early summer..."
As she was speaking, Zhu Yuyan suddenly said:
"Sir, I always feel that there is a very unsettling atmosphere in this heavy snow."
Although Zhu Yuyan has not yet reached the realm of half-step heaven, with her current cultivation level, her spiritual perception of the world is already quite profound. She can sense that there is a strange and ominous aura permeating the wind and snow.
Ni Kun's spiritual perception was not that sharp, and the energy naturally radiated by his fire spirit bloodline would spontaneously dispel any evil aura approaching him, so he did not detect any disturbing aura.
However, this heavy snow itself is very telling.
He looked towards the north and whispered to himself:
"Winter has arrived..."
The essence of the White Walkers' magic is death and ice.
The colder the weather, the stronger the White Walkers' magic becomes.
They use necromancy to awaken corpses and ice magic to drive corpses. In extremely cold weather, the strength of the corpses can be slightly increased.
Moreover, such sudden severe cold was extremely unfriendly to the Turks.
Even though the nomads living in the Mobei grasslands are more resistant to the cold than the people in the Central Plains, their fighting effectiveness will inevitably decline due to the severe cold.
The sudden heavy snowfall is particularly harmful to livestock. In the eyes of nomads, it is a horrible "white disaster".
"Once this heavy snow falls, the situation of the Turks will become even more difficult. The White Walkers and the Wights will become stronger. With this increase and decrease, I wonder how many days the Yudujin Mountain defense line can hold out..."
Ni Kun pondered in his heart. Although he did not care about the life or death of the Turks, once the defense line of Yudujin Mountain was broken, the army of zombies in the Mobei grassland would not only gain a new batch of strong and powerful zombies, but also move southward without any hindrance and attack the Central Plains. The consequences would be disastrous.
Then he said to Zhu Yuyan and others:
"We don't have time to travel leisurely. We have to get to Yudujin Mountain as soon as possible."
No one would object to his decision.
Soon everyone packed up their tents, and in this midnight snowstorm, they used their lightness skills to fly north.
…
Yudujin Mountain, also known as the Yanran Mountain where "the stone is engraved on Yanran", is also the Hangai Mountain in Outer Mongolia in later generations.
On top of a stone peak.
A tall, strong man with a stern face and bronze skin, like a perfect bronze statue, stands on a mountain peak, leaning on a thick steel spear, silently looking up at the night sky.
The night sky was pitch black, with only heavy snow covering the ground, fluttering in the biting north wind.
The painful north wind, like a steel knife, seemed to be frightened by an invisible energy when it came in front of the man, and "consciously" avoided him and went around him from both sides.
The fluttering heavy snow couldn't get close to him.
The snowflakes on his head were evaporated by the invisible heat when they were still a few feet away from him. There was no snow in the circle of ten feet around him, and the ground was dry as if it had been scorched by the scorching sun in midsummer.
On the Mobei grassland, there is naturally only one man who is so hot that even the north wind has to give way to him.
Martial Master, Bi Xuan.
After watching the snow silently for a while, he lowered his head and looked down the mountain.
At the foot of the stone peak, there is a low wall built of wood and stone.
In front of the low wall, there is a deep trench filled with cow and horse dung, hay and firewood and other fuels.
On the grassland, fuel is precious.
But in the trench that ran dozens of miles across the east and west, there were countless fuels piled up, and even more precious fats and oils were added.
This arrangement is meant to resist the countless hordes of the living dead that are like a tide.
The living dead, who are almost impossible to kill and will fight to the death like mad dogs even when faced with mountains of swords and forests of guns, will only show a certain fear in front of fire and pause their charge.
Fire is the only weapon that can stop the sea of zombies.
Therefore, despite the biting north wind, heavy snow and extremely cold weather, the Turkic warriors who were ready for battle behind the low wall would rather huddle together shivering and keep each other warm than light a bonfire and waste any fuel.
There wasn't even a torch on the parapet.
Many people don’t know that in the dark night, although the area within the range of the torch is very bright, it will be even darker outside the range of the torch.
The narrow range of light would only give people a false sense of security, making them unaware that the enemy could at any time take advantage of the influence of the boundary between light and darkness on vision and sneak safely out of the range of the fire.
So there was not a single torch on the huge defense line.
Only the archers with the best eyesight, and the warriors and hunters with the sharpest hearing, opened their eyes wide and pricked up their ears, always alert to the endless darkness on the other side of the low wall.
There were also martial arts experts who went forward hundreds of steps away from the defense line, crawling in haystacks and earth pits, with wolf dung and diesel tanks piled around them, staying up all night to monitor the movements of the living dead and provide the first warning for the defense line.
Bi Xuan didn't know how long this line of defense could last.
No one knows how many Turkic warriors will survive when the zombies launch a full-scale attack.
He even had trouble predicting whether he would continue to live.
The Tiele Flying Eagle Qu Ao had died long ago.
During the day, Bi Xuan had seen Qu Ao's corpse from afar. He and his disciples were mixed in with a group of living dead, staggering, howling unconsciously like wild beasts, and wandering in front of the defense line.
Bi Xuan did not feel any regret or sorrow about Qu Ao's death.
He even had some contempt.
If it were him, Bi Xuan, knowing that he would die, why would he leave his corpse to those pale monsters?
He must use all his strength to mobilize his true energy, disintegrate and self-destruct, and never give the pale alien any chance to humiliate and enslave his body.
It was because Qu Ao lacked such a resolute mentality that he was defeated by Bi Xuan. He never recovered from his slump and no longer had the demeanor of a master who had created the extraordinary skill of "Nine Changes of Condensation of Truth".
Just as he was thinking about the past fight with Qu Ao, a figure came flying hurriedly down the mountain path.
The person who came was his second disciple Tuoba Yu.
They were also the first group of Turks who witnessed the existence of the pale monsters and the living dead and survived.
That day, Tuoba Yu and Chun Yuwei, with the Eighteen Riders of the Northern Frontier trained by Bi Xuan, were chasing the horse thief Ba Fenghan. On a grassland north of Yudujin Mountain, at the border between the Turks and Tiele, they encountered the first pale alien and a group of living dead.
On that day, the Eighteen Riders of the Northern Frontier died in battle one after another in order to cover the escape of Tuoba Yu and Chunyu Wei, and no one survived.
In order to protect his junior sister Chun Yuwei, Tuoba Yu also lost his left arm.
Ba Fenghan, relying on his amazing instinct like a wild beast and the horse-riding technique of "man and horse becoming one", controlled the war horses given to them by the Eighteen Riders of Beisai, and escaped from the pursuit of the first pale alien with Tuoba Yu and Chunyu Wei.
Ba Fenghan killed Bi Xuan's eldest disciple Yan Huifeng, and thus formed a blood feud with Bi Xuan's clan.
Bi Xuan cannot bully the weak. Even if his most beloved disciple, the one he has the highest hopes for and the one he regards as the successor to his mantle is killed, he can only send other disciples to hunt him down.
But this time, Ba Fenghan saved Tuoba Yu and Chun Yu Wei.
Although Ba Fenghan claimed that he judged based on his intuition that the pale monsters and the living dead were the enemies of all living things as soon as they met, and that he saved Tuoba Yu and Chunyu Wei out of the desire to not increase the number of troops for the pale monsters, Bi Xuan still had to accept this favor.
Even though Ba Fenghan made some bold statements, claiming that he would challenge Bi Xuan in the future, kill him with his sword, and take away the title of Martial Lord, Bi Xuan did not bother with him.
Instead, he taught Ba Fenghan some martial arts and even passed on the Yan Yang Dafa to him.
The reason for doing so is not to reward Ba Fenghan for saving Tuoba Yu and Chunyu Wei.
This achievement is only enough to offset the blood revenge of Ba Fenghan killing his eldest disciple Yan Huifeng.
The reason for passing on the skills is simply because the custom on the grassland is that the strong prey on the weak and the strong are respected. Ba Fenghan is strong enough, and his talent in martial arts is even better than that of Yan Huifeng, Bi Xuan's eldest disciple. He is qualified and capable of continuing Bi Xuan's inheritance.
As the grassland god of war.
As long as there is still a tribe on the grassland that has not escaped the pursuit of the undead, Bi Xuan cannot leave the grassland and must be on the front line.
But this time, Bi Xuan, who had fought all his life and never been defeated...
There is no confidence in defeating the army of the living dead.
Without the confidence to win, you can only die in battle.
As a man who has fought all his life, I have no regrets about dying in battle.
Dying on the battlefield rather than dying of old age is the best destination for a "God of War".
But the inheritance cannot be broken.
If the Turks can survive this disaster, the surviving tribesmen should be protected by a new "God of War".
But his eldest disciple, Bi Xuan, was dead, his second disciple was disabled, and when he looked around, the only young man worth looking at was Ba Fenghan.
Therefore, Bi Xuan instructed and taught Ba Fenghan, then beat him up. After subduing him, he ordered Chun Yuwei to take Ba Fenghan to Yanmen County which had been occupied by Ashina Shilifushe.
The seeds of inheritance should be alive and should grow into an eagle soaring in the sky, protecting the tribe under his wings.
Ba Fenghan has no father or mother, no home or clan. He has the heart of a wild wolf, cold and ruthless. He will not be bound by anyone or anything.
But he had to know how to do Bi Xuan's favor.
Thinking back to his arrangements for Ba Fenghan and Chun Yuwei, and then looking at his second disciple Tuoba Yu, who was left behind to die with him, a hint of tenderness could not help but appear in Bi Xuan's eyes, which were as cold and ruthless as Ba Fenghan's.
But the voice was still cold and hard:
"Why are you here if you don't stay on your own line?"
Tuoba Yu's left arm was severed at the shoulder, leaving only his right arm. His face was paler than before.
But his eyes were still bright, without any trace of decadence or depression.
He came behind Bi Xuan, bowed, and said in a deep voice:
"Master, Ba Fenghan and his junior sister are back."
Bi Xuan frowned, anger rising in his heart, his voice was colder than the north wind:
"Ba Fenghan is so brave."
"Master, calm down!" Tuoba Yu said, "Ba Fenghan did not deliberately go against Master's will. It was actually when Junior Sister took him south that they ran into a large group of living dead more than 300 miles away from the Great Wall!"
"What?" Bi Xuan turned around and stared at Tuoba Yu: "What did you say?"
Tuoba Yu said in a deep voice:
"Ba Fenghan and his junior sister ran into the living dead more than 300 miles north of the Great Wall! Thousands of living dead! They were all cavalrymen and herdsmen who migrated south, and there were at least tens of thousands of cattle and horses..."
Bi Xuanxiong's body trembled, and he slowly closed his eyes. After a long silence, he exhaled deeply:
"Flanking both wings, outflanking from the rear... so...
"Have we all been blinded by the mindless rush of the pale aliens and the living dead?
“Those monsters, it turns out they are quite intelligent, and even know the art of war?
"We set up a defense line here, hoping to delay the army of the living dead for a while and allow more tribes to retreat to the south of the Great Wall, but in the end it was all in vain..."
His voice was deep and filled with endless anger, like a volcano about to erupt:
“But are Ba Fenghan and your junior sister really blocked from going south?
“The grassland is so vast, even if there are thousands of living dead and tens of thousands of dead cows and horses, with Ba Fenghan’s martial arts and riding skills… and your sister, you don’t need to protect the herdsmen, and you don’t have the old and the young, or the livestock to drag you down, can’t you find a way to go south?
"He clearly went against my will and used the excuse of reporting the news so that he could return to Yudujin Mountain!
"You wild wolf, you actually dared to go against my will!"
In a rage, Bi Xuan's flaming Yang energy spread out, covering an area of ten feet in radius. It seemed as if the hot summer had arrived, the north wind dissipated, and the ice and snow evaporated.
Tuoba Yu, who was facing Bi Xuan, felt as if an invisible flame was coming towards him, as if he was in a melting furnace. Hot sweat poured out all over his body, soaking through his heavy clothes in an instant.
"Master, please... calm down!"
He spoke with difficulty, his voice trembling, "Now that Ba Fenghan and Junior Sister have returned, it will be useless for Master to be angry..."
call……
Bi Xuan exhaled again, barely controlling his emotions - his Yan Yang Da Fa actually did not require him to control his emotions, the more passionate his fighting spirit was and the more violent his emotions were, the more fully he could display his power.
But now that things have come to this, he has to control his emotions.
Just as he was pondering and considering how to arrange for Ba Fenghan and Chun Yuwei, suddenly, Bi Xuan's pupils contracted and he looked down the mountain.
A few hundred steps ahead of the low wall defense line, bright fireworks were ignited.
There was not just one pile of fireworks, but along the entire defense line, from east to west, wherever the eye could see, there were piles of fireworks rising up.
At the same time, there were shouts at the top of their lungs, coming faintly with the north wind:
"...Here they come!...Dead...all along the line..."
After a while, another rumbling sound, like a huge wave rushing, came faintly from the darkness in the distance.
That was the sound of thousands of feet and hooves trampling the earth.
As the roar of the rushing waves grew louder and louder, Bi Xuan could even feel a slight vibration from the ground beneath his feet.
Then, a deep and shocking horn sounded, shattering the north wind and shocking the night sky...
"here we go."
Bi Xuan pursed his lips and said lightly :
"This battle may last for a long time. Even I can no longer control anyone's fate... Ba Fenghan, it's up to him to decide!"
As the words fell, a black wave tens of miles wide, stretching from east to west, surged from the north and rushed towards the defense line...
