When the temperature rises, the snow melts, the dead trees sprout, the white geese go into the water, and the birds return, the three pavilion masters of Shushan frown.

The north wind came, severing the connection between the outer heavens and the outside world.

When the weather warms up and the north wind is no longer blowing. Most of the spells were still out of control, and the demonic energy still couldn't be exposed to the outside air, and the three pavilion masters were already feeling bad.

When they officially started contacting the outer heavens, the bad thing completely turned into disappointment.

Outside the sky, lost contact.

Soon, the news spread to Kunlun and Taishan, and Kunlun and Taishan also fell into a panic.

In Nanzhan Buzhou, there are only three places where you can contact Tianwaitian.

They are the stargazing platform of Shushan, the Dengxian platform of Kunlun, and the Fengzen platform of Mount Tai.

Shushan was the first to warm up, but failed to contact the outer sky, and although Kunlun and Taishan panicked, they also had luck, perhaps, just Shushan could not be contacted?

When the spring breeze chased Kunlun and Mount Tai, and then, the three holy lands of the human race were completely dead.

Outside the sky, it was officially announced that contact was lost, and the strongest weapon of the human race had been sealed by the Great Tribulation. Now, they are the only ones they can rely on.

Bad news, one after another.

According to various signs, Dongsheng Shenzhou has roughly guessed the traces of the Gu Wu clan, and they are at sea. Because, the territory once occupied by the ancient witch clan, almost all the big ships along the coast have been plundered.

This is a good opportunity, on the sea, the ancient witch clan will definitely not be able to defeat the human race. However, the alliance forces of the Dongsheng Shenzhou States were powerless to pursue.

One is that the sea is too big, and the other is because the war has exhausted the vitality of all countries, coupled with the impact of the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and the people in their own land are also struggling to survive, and if they continue to fight, they will destroy the country.

Fortunately, because of the ghost crying, Shushan is currently closely related to Wandao Country, so he asked the envoy to visit Wu Qingqing, the queen of Wandao Island, with a rich gift, and asked Wandao Country to find the traces of the ancient witch clan.

Wan Island Country agreed, however, after some searching, news came that the ancient witch clan had not appeared in the East China Sea just as spring was about to pass.

In the summer, a series of disasters struck all continents.

Droughts, floods, pestilences, and hail followed, and all races were overwhelmed.

A large number of refugees arose and fled south.

In order to gradually improve the law and order and reduce the number of disasters, the population of Huya Mountain has grown explosively, which has led to chaos, and the ghosts cry because they are often busy for several days.

Summer was hard, and with autumn coming, the calamities that followed gradually faded away, and the land was busy.

Regardless of the race, they are rapidly stockpiling food in preparation for winter, and the conflict is escalating.

To protect the crops, hunters patrol the mountains in groups. Every day there are conflicts, and every day people and demons are injured or killed.

Gradually, the conflict escalated and quickly evolved into a war, a war between humans and demons, a war between people, a war between demons, and even a war between countries. On the land of Nanzhan Buzhou, the flames of war burned every inch of land.

To the south, the barbarians of the mountains mingled with the Bashu people of the basin. The barbarians in the forest and the Jiangnan people by the water, you come and go.

In the west, Kunlun and Shu Mountains are inseparable from the endless mountains. To the east, the blood of pirates and fishermen stained the waters red.

In the Central Plains, it was even more chaotic. Bandits, rebels, regular armies, local forces, and all kinds of monsters are in full bloom.

As for the north, first the Rong people were slaughtered by the suddenly united snowmen, and the Rong people, who were scared of the snowmen, moved south, and then clashed with the Central Plains people on the north bank of the Great River.

The ambitious Great Zhou Emperor Ma Quai, who wanted to become the overlord of the Central Plains and even unify the entire Nanzhan Continent, was immediately hit in the head, and three of the seven Rong tribes who originally took refuge in him were wiped out in an instant, and the other four all rebelled.

Not only that, but three state towns were plundered, with dozens of county towns and countless villages.

The angry horse went to the sick and drove the expedition, and then, both were defeated.

Thirteen of the thirty-four tribes on the Rong side, large and small, died on the battlefield, and seven tribes were exterminated.

On the side of the Great Zhou, 13,000 soldiers fell forever in the Northland Plain, countless villages were engulfed in the flames of war, and the thirteen generals who followed Ma Quai's illness to resist the invasion of the Rong people, three died on the battlefield, and one broke a leg. Even Ma Qubing himself was hit by a stray arrow on the battlefield and shot off his helmet, and if he had scored any more at that time, Ma Quai's life would have been gone.

These Rong people, under the domination of fear, have gone mad.

Just when the fighting became more and more intense, everything suddenly came to an abrupt end.

Some breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the nest, turned their heads and licked their wounds. And some desperately looked at the snowflakes in the sky, and in the cold and hunger, their bodies stiffened a little bit.

The third winter after the north wind came.

In the Northland Plain, outside the silver-covered Handan City, a group of people walked out of the camp of the Rong people, riding horses and holding white flags towards the city wall.

When the soldiers on the city wall saw this, they immediately reported it, and under the layers of reports, the news quickly reached the ears of Ma Quai, who received the messenger.

As soon as he saw the messenger, he was immediately startled.

The one who came was the son of the patriarch of the White Horse Clan, one of the three major tribes of the Rong people, and the marksman White Horse Kaifu, who was known as the Wind Chasing Arrow.

For him, Ma Qu's illness was very impressive.

Two months ago, the two armies faced each other, and just when the two sides were fighting each other, his henchman Luo Du led a heavy cavalry charge, which was really unstoppable, rampage all the way, and the Rong side was about to be completely defeated.

Who knew that the white horse Kaifu was calm and terrible when the army was about to rout, he took advantage of the cover of the chaotic army, relying on extraordinary riding skills, quietly approached Luo Du from the oblique thorn, and when the two sides were only 50 steps apart, he suddenly released a cold arrow.

This arrow was ruthless and accurate, silently passing through the gaps of several people, the angle was tricky to the extreme, and Luo Du was shot off his horse by an arrow.

You must know that at that time, Luo Du was wearing heavy armor, an iron helmet, and a bronze mask on his face, and the whole person was not exposed at all except for a pair of eyes.

However, the white horse Kaifu was as strong as this, and this arrow not only passed through the chaotic army, but also hit the eye socket of the bronze mask on Luo Du's face on the galloping horse, blinding him in the eyes and penetrating his brain, so that Luo Du fell under the horse and was trampled by the horses.

This arrow broke the earth, and the white horse Kaifu also relied on this arrow to turn the tide, not only making the horse sick and losing his beloved general, but also making Da Zhou lose a precious opportunity to completely defeat the Rong people.

Baima Kaifu also relied on this battle, not only becoming the first shooter of the Rong people, but also becoming the commander of the right army of the Rong people's coalition army.

However, the great hero of the Rong people now tied his hands, knelt in front of the enemy Ma Quai, and bowed his noble head: "I wait, I am willing to surrender!"

The armrest of the chair was instantly crushed, and the wooden thorn pierced Ma Quai's palm, and Ma Quzhi gasped: "What did you say?"

The white horse gritted his silver teeth and said shamefully: "I am willing to surrender." ”

"Who do you represent, the White Horse Clan, or the ......?"

"It's all the tribes of Dajung. Bai Ma Kaifu raised his head, his expression full of sadness: "Great emperor, as long as you let us live, we are willing to recognize you as the master and become your sharpest blade." ”