Chapter 1053 Landslide

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The caravan walked in the mountains for a day, and in the evening, Ian camped in an open space sheltered from the wind. Some traces left by people can be seen on the ground. Obviously, this open space is a place where caravans often come. Ian is as familiar with the Coldridge Mountains as he said, and he knows all the vegetation here like the back of his hand. With such a person as a guide, the caravan can go out in a few days.

After nightfall, the temperature gradually became colder, and several bonfires in the camp were also dimmed by the wind. There were no entertainment programs in the mountains. After dinner, everyone went back to their tents, except for the soldiers on duty at night. Allen still sat all night to practice Yuanli, but he did not enter the Yuanli Star Sea tonight, nor did he stay in the void of consciousness. When he opened his eyes, the source power only increased slightly.

Anyway, it was about to dawn, and Allen simply put on and out of the tent. After letting several tired soldiers go back to sleep, he unexpectedly found that Ian was up, wrapped in a thick fur coat, sitting on a stone and smoking a cigarette. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Father Ian turned his head and saw that it was Allen who warmly greeted him to sit down beside him. Then he handed over the long-mouthed pipe and said, "Sir, would you like to take a few sips? These are the long tobacco leaves from our Frostwind City. They taste good."

Allen took a few puffs curiously, but was choked and coughed. The old man smiled and said: "My lord, try to slow down your breathing, take a slow puff of the cigarette, and then spit it out, you will understand the feeling."

Facts have proved that Allen really can't taste the goodness of this tobacco leaf. Apart from being spicy, there is almost nothing to praise. He returned the pipe to the old man, and Ian didn't mind. After changing some tobacco leaves in the pipe, he lit it and continued to puff. He looked at the sky and said indifferently: "The stars in the north are dim, I'm afraid the weather will get worse in the next few days, maybe there will be a snowstorm."

Allen reminded: "It's spring now."

Ian smiled and said: "My lord, this is the Cold Ridge Mountains. In this big mountain, there may be snowstorms at any time of the year, it's just a matter of size. Don't worry, there are several places in the mountains that can avoid snowstorms." place. Even if you do meet, you don’t have to worry.”

Seeing that the old god Ian was there, Allen didn't question it anymore.

The next day was breezy and surprisingly sunny. There was not a single cloud in the sky, and the earth was shining golden. But this day, Ian kept his face gloomy, stopping from time to time to dip his hands in the gravel on the ground and put it in his mouth to taste it lightly. On the third day, the weather changed suddenly. First, it snowed in the morning. Then at noon, instead of showing any signs of stopping, the snow was getting bigger and bigger.

In the afternoon, when you look far away, you can only see snow powder everywhere, and you can only hear the sharp whistling wind. The world is wrapped in wind and snow, and you can't see the original appearance clearly.

At this time, the caravan was on a narrow mountain road with towering peaks on both sides, but this terrain did not weaken the wind and snow. On the contrary, it made people feel that the wind and snow pouring from the front kept getting worse, and it was terrifyingly large. Under these conditions, every step forward takes more effort than usual.

The power of nature is fully revealed at this time.

Allen and many soldiers helped pull the horses and carts in order to increase the speed of the caravan. Ian walked over with his head tightly wrapped in a snow cap, and said loudly in Allen's ear: "We have to hurry up, this snowstorm will not stop today. There are still a few miles or so, and there will be a A sheltered camp, we have to rest there today."

Allen nodded and told the team to speed up. Suddenly there was a muffled sound ahead, which sounded like thunder. Allen's face changed, and he heard that it was not thunder, but an explosion! Then, flames flashed continuously in the wind and snow, the sound of explosions resounded continuously on both sides of the mountain road, and the ground shook even more. The horses neighed, people screamed, and the caravan became chaotic. Ian's face was pale, and he murmured: "How could this happen..."

"Run, run back quickly." Ian yelled at Allen: "The mountain is going to collapse here, and we can't go any further. My lord, we have to retreat!"

Allen quickly ordered the team to turn around, when the ground shook. A gust of wind gushes ahead, and the mountains on both sides can be faintly seen collapsing and sliding, gradually pressing towards the direction of the caravan like pushing dominoes.

"Go!" Allen yelled, but he rushed to the front of the caravan with the Red King on his back, and was buried in the snow. He had to buy time for the caravan to escape, and after running a hundred meters, the ground no longer shook, but shook up and down. Allen stood still and supported the Red King. I saw the collapsed mountain rubble on both sides forming a torrent of mud and rocks, rolling along the mountain road. Allen's eyes lit up with flames, and suddenly a pillar of flame shot into the sky, blowing away the wind and snow.

The Scarlet King unsheathed and broke the city with one strike.

At this time, Edward in the caravan raised his head, only to see a flash of fire in the wind and snow in front of him, the wind and snow and the whole world were divided into two, and then with the two fires as the center line, the upper and lower sides burned! Then came the second, third...

Under the continuous smashing of the city, the torrent of mud and rocks was divided and annihilated. Every flash of vermilion light cleared a blank area that stretched for a kilometer in the torrent of mud and rocks. The matter was gently wiped away like powder under the light of the broken city knife, but after the three broken cities were cut out, Allen's skyfire source power poured out like a flood that opened the gate instantly.

Allen gritted his teeth and endured the emptiness after a large amount of source power was consumed, turned around and swept across, and the fourth broken city directly blasted towards the mountain on the right. Immediately, the mountain roared loudly, and a large area of ​​rocks fell down to form a natural obstacle between the mountain roads. The remaining mud and rocks rushed to it, like a flood hitting a dam, and the momentum was finally suppressed. But after cutting out these four broken cities, Allen finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to the ground as soon as his whole body softened.

Before he fell to the ground, someone from the left and the right supported him at the same time.

It's Regis and Lola!

The night was gloomy, and the wind and snow were still blowing. Fortunately, the caravan found a cave sheltered from the wind and did not have to spend a long night in the wind and snow. After Alan drank a bowl of hot soup, his face softened.

"Are you okay?" Edward frowned and said, "You are so impulsive. If you can't stop the mudslide with all your energy, then not only will we bury you alive, but you won't be able to escape!" He paused , the voice slowed down: "But thanks to you, everyone survived, and not many goods were lost. It is very lucky."

Allen put down the bowl, frowned and said, "You should have heard that explosion. It's very unusual. It's obviously a man-made landslide."

"Obviously they are coming towards us... Could it be those guys." Edward frowned and said, "They left a day earlier than us. Snow, let us not find it in advance, and almost lost our lives because of it."

"Who could it be?" Allen murmured.

In a cavern deep in the Coldridge Mountains, this natural cavern is lit with fire. A bonfire was swayed by the cold wind blowing in from time to time outside the cave, but it just couldn't go out. A shelf was built over the fire, and on the shelf stood a marching pot in which broth was simmering. Someone threw some dried wild vegetables into the pot, picked up the marching pot, put it beside the fire and said, "It's ready to eat."

Several men came out from the depths of the cave one after another. They took off their cloaks, revealing dark heavy armor. One of them was the man who nodded to Allen in the tavern in Frostwind City! He took a bowl of hot soup and a few slices of dry bread handed by his companion, soaked it in the soup and put it in his mouth to eat. Several men chose a place to sit down and eat, and a shorter man said: "What the hell, I can't blow up those guys like this. It's a waste of our day's work."

"That Viscount Allen is surprisingly powerful. You have all seen it. He stopped the mudslide with his own strength. He is just a Viscount, but to do this kind of thing, at least he has to be like a general." Strength is the only way. Could it be that he hides his strength?"

"I don't see it, if he had the fighting power of a great general, he wouldn't be nearly killed by that bloody earl." A man who was blind in his left eye drank the broth and said, "In my opinion, his source power should It's about the same level as the count, but his combat skills are surprisingly strong. It's much better than the count, and even close to the level of the general, so he can do what he did in the afternoon."

"This is really a hell, there are only five Zhenjiang generals in the imperial army. If the combat skills of that one are close to the level of a general, doesn't it mean that he has the potential to become a strong man of the Ten Saints?" The short man smiled wryly and said, "We actually took action against such a person. If he knows our identities, our life will be difficult in the future. I don't want to be a candidate for the Ten Saints thinking about it day and night."

"Look at your guts. I really don't know how you got in at the beginning. Hey, maybe you sold your ass?"

There was a burst of laughter in the cave.

At this time, the man who was obviously the leader of these people put down his bowl and said: "We have finished what the general told us. Since this will not save their lives, we must continue to pester them. Everyone go to bed early, and the snow will blow tomorrow." Stop and go back to Mosel."

"It's really good news. If I stay in this ghost place any longer, I'm going to go crazy."

After arranging one person to be on duty at night, the men spread their cloaks on the ground and slept on the ground without removing their armor. After a while, there was a sound of regular breathing in the cave, faintly echoing the sound of the wind outside the cave. The night watchman was standing by the bonfire, humming the local tune of Moserol boredly, when suddenly the bonfire shook. He raised his head in doubt, because the direction of the flame shaking was a bit strange, at this time a gust of cold wind blew from the depths of the cave, confirming his thoughts.

The wind does not come from outside the cave, but blows from inside. Then I heard a soft rustling sound, as if something was scratching the rock with its claws!

PS: Tomorrow is Ching Ming, and we are going to worship our ancestors. Just leave the automatic update, in addition to the normal two chapters, plus three extra chapters, so that the reward and monthly pass on the 2nd will be paid off. If there are other debts, come back and continue to update

PS: The editor of Chapter 1052 said that the violation was blocked. I can’t change it without a computer outside. I can only modify it tomorrow and make it up.