Zhang Mu returned to the valley where Xuemeng was stationed. A few mountains away, he saw a tall building inside the valley, about a dozen feet tall, made entirely of ice stone, and about several hundred people carved on it. Runes.

This is an altar that is about to be completed.

Snow League is really efficient.

When everyone saw Zhang Mu's return, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Xueling came out to greet herself, staring at the coffin for a few seconds before asking, "How is it? Has it succeeded?"

"Although I encountered a little trouble on the way, it had no effect." Zhang Mu kissed the coffin of Hades behind him and said, "The Snow King is back."

Xue Ling heard the words, seemingly relieved, but could not be happy anyway. She raised her head, her face full of anxiety, and looked into the distance. The wild and snowy, ice-rock barriers of the four wilds, the whole world was white and weak, without vitality and energy.

"I hope everything ends as soon as possible."

Xueling was very worried.

In this month, it may be the most cruel and painful period in the history of Snow League.

Zhang Mu looked at Xue Ling. This young Snow Mountain elf was carrying too many things too early. He had nothing to say, but could only symbolically comfort him: "Everything will end!"

Xueling looked back at Zhang Mu and said, "If victory is achieved, humans, what are your plans?"

Zhang Mu was silent for a few seconds, shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "How do I know, maybe I will stay for a while, maybe I will go to a more distant place, or maybe I will have a more rigorous task ... How do the masters control the human race? Just do it, everything is for survival. "

Xueling lowered his eyes and stared at Zhang Mu's side face, and suddenly felt that the human race was also very poor.

Although it has the envy of thousands of people, it has an innate mission.

Where is this future destined for an extraordinary race?

Zhang Mu felt Xueling's gaze and laughed, "Are the Xue people as sentimental as you?"

Xue Ling hummed and turned his head.

Zhang Mu went on to say: "It's unclear if Xuemeng can survive the crisis!"

Xue Ling smiled bitterly, the war hurt Xue Xue too much. Whether it's population, resources, or dignity. Only by defeating the Frost Troll in the last battle can we restore everything lost.

Zhang Mu returned to the Dawn, allowing people to properly protect Hades' coffin.

The first time to understand the situation of the altar, Snow Alliance has a large number of staff, the construction speed is very fast, less than two days, the altar was mostly built. Zhang Mu also found that nearly 200,000 people who had been stationed here have now been cut in half, and those who left are simply looking for food or looking for corpses.

Lei Ming looked at the altar that was gradually being built, and couldn't help but settle in his heart. "With the Snow King and three waiters, plus a huge army of undead soldiers, we have enough energy to fight against Ice City!"

Zhang Mu is not easy. "The corpse is not difficult to find. The Snow League is no better than the Ice King. The Ice King is a character four hundred years ago. All of the events that have occurred in the past four hundred years do not understand anything. Xue Meng can clearly remember, 400 There have been wars, wars, and burials on the ground. "

"Yes, this is our advantage, but it will also cause some trouble." Lei Ming was a little worried and said, "Because Snow League knows, Glacier City will also know. If Glacier City finds out that the Undead King is dead, then Surely it will be reminiscent of Xuemeng's plan. In order to find us, the Frost Troll will definitely squat, and if it is found, we will be bad. "

Of course, Zhang Mu thought about this problem. "It's time to add some precautionary measures. We create a large number of scout bugs scattered around, and also go to the team to find the corpses, so as to make timely investigation and be prepared."

Scouts can find lurking enemies, and the detection radius is very large.

Zhang Mu went on to say, "Besides Glacier City's desperation, our biggest problem is the problem of insufficient food. If more than 200,000 people have no food, they cannot survive for nearly a month."

"In response to the food problem, Xuemeng has dispersed more than half of the population and all have been sent to hunt in different places, hoping to ease it."

What prey can the Desperate Icefield hit? Everyone knows that the starvation of some people during this period is an irreversible fact. Zhang Mu can't change anything. Even if he has the ability to connect with heaven, he can't change the ration of more than 200,000 people out of thin air.

Zhang Mu gave the book of "Ice Mirror Secret Skills" to Thunder, and then returned to the Dawn to rest. As a result, the buttocks were not settled. Suddenly, there was a period of restless mental timing, and then a black stone tablet emerged in his mind.

The stele has appeared again!

Zhang Mu rejoiced and immediately concentrated.

Each time the stone tablet appeared, it was a surprise to Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mu stared at the black stone monument and began to observe the complex and esoteric symbols on it, just like the last time, as the observation time increased, the runes on the black stone monument seemed to come to life, like thousands of little tadpoles, crooked Swim out of the stele and slowly fill the whole spiritual world.

There is no repetition of the inscription, which contains the power of the avenue!

Zhang Mu has been staring.

Although dizzy and bloated, he kept staring.

"chaos!"

"chaos!"

That strange consciousness pervaded again in the spiritual world, the inscription disappeared in an instant, and finally three were left, deeply imprinted in the spiritual world. If you add the 3 inscriptions you got before, Zhang Mu now has a total of 6 inscriptions.

"Hint: Spirit 10!"

Chaos Stele disappears in the spiritual world.

Zhang Mu has gained a lot, so there is no regret, especially paying attention to the six inscriptions in his mind, each of which is difficult to look at directly, but contains mysterious power, which is very attractive. Zhang Mu felt that there was some connection between the inscription and the inscription, but it could not be expressed.

What is the use of chaos inscriptions? Zhang Mu can't guess at all.

He just simulated the inscription directly, using the mysterious power of the inscription to interfere with the opponent!

It's like having a gun but not knowing how to operate it, it can only be used as a stick. The chaos inscription contains mystery, which cannot be described by words. If the secret of the inscription can be unlocked and the power of the inscription is released, it must have unpredictable power!

It was five days in a flash.

The construction of the altar was completed long ago. Xuemeng recovered several batches of corpses. Within a few days, the size of the undead army had increased by nearly 20,000, with a total of 35,000 undead warriors. If you follow the current growth momentum, Xuemeng will be enough to build a force to completely destroy Glacier City in one month!

Sixth day.

The food supply of the Snow League is exhausted, and it is difficult to continue the demand of ordinary soldiers, and some people are hungry.

The seventh day.

Snow League food can't keep up with consumption, and more and more people are hungry.

tenth day.

Snow League has really reached a situation of running out of food. Almost everyone is hungry. The meager food obtained from hunting every day is nothing more than a sloppy bucket, which is completely unable to meet the demand.

The twelfth day.

The people were generally weak, and the hunting power was almost gone.

Fifteenth day.

Finally, some people were starved to death. They were mainly frail old and young. Without food and supplies, the Xuemeng became more and more impetuous.

Seventeenth day.

When Zhang Mu woke up, he only felt that the five internal organs were pulled by a rope. The pain of one pumping one made him feel very uncomfortable. Not to mention ordinary soldiers, Zhang Mu can hardly hunt Warcraft in the wild. In places like the Despair Icefield, especially the rare snow and ice ridges, luck is especially important in order to hit prey.

Haven't eaten for four or five days.

I must find something to fill my stomach today.

Zhang Mu feels that the value of the experience slot is falling, which is caused by not eating for too long. If this goes on, it may become weak or even drop out. Life is in danger if it goes on for a long time.

Get out of Dawn.

Outside was a depression.

Everyone was reluctant to move, all curled up in the temporary dwellings, one by one weak and weak. Zhang Mu couldn't help worrying. Now that the Snow League is in the current state, can these fighters still fight?

The number of undead army reached more than 70,000, but the number was not enough, far from enough. Most of the dead were transformed with dead bodies that had been dead for many years. These dead bodies took too long to die. Even if they were transformed into undead, the fighting ability was not strong, and they could not match the Frost Trolls. Army contends.

"problem occurs!"

"Something happened over there!"

When Zhang Mu was walking in the snow, he suddenly heard someone shouting in front of him, and there was a mess. Zhang Mu drew the Glacier Sword and ran away. A large group of people were talking about it, not knowing what to say.

A group of Shi Ling stood among the crowd.

Zhang Mu used to ask, "What happened?"

Xueling said in pain, "More than two hundred people committed suicide collectively."

"What ... suicide?"

Xueling sighed, "They left a last words, hoping to become undead after death, and participate in the decisive battle with Ice City!"

Zhang Mu was silent.

Since the Bingxueguan World War I, the entire Snow League has been shrouded in grief and depression. After hiding in the Bingxue Ridge, they lost their homes and no food. This depression and pessimism naturally spread even more severely, and some people could n’t bear it. Do something extreme.

Suicide is the best example.

"This time, it may just be a precedent!" Xue Ling said with a frown, "I'm worried that someone will imitate it, that's bad."

There is no doubt about this.

When the hope of survival cannot be seen, and the desire for revenge, many Snow League people will choose to commit suicide. To a certain extent, this will preserve the largest forces, so that when the war begins, you can directly devote yourself to the battlefield. If you keep dragging on, people will become weaker and weaker, and eventually die of starvation alive. At that time, they will be spiritualized by rituals, and it will be difficult to make much progress in strength.

It's a tricky question.

When Zhang Mu was thinking of solving the countermeasures, Lei Ming suddenly sent a voice.

"Wood, it's not good!"

"Glacier City seems to have found us. An army assembled outside the Ice and Snow Ridge may have come at us!"

Zhang Mu was shocked. The morale of the Snow League was scattered, and it was unable to consolidate the fighting force, and it was impossible to resist the army of Glacier City!