In the mist, the sound of horns could be heard faintly.

The heavy sound of horse hooves gradually approached, seeping through the thick fog and reaching into the mountains and forests.

The army moved forward slowly in the thick fog, and the armor emitted a cold light, which was also obscured by the mist.

The steps of the monks were steady and orderly, and the sound of iron blood rubbing against the soil echoed in the mist. The war horses lowered their heads and moved forward, breathing white air from their noses, like a phantom through the thick fog.

The five armies echoed each other and marched through the mountains, like a slow and heavy snake, meandering in the mist.

The thick fog gradually dissipated in the afternoon.

The marching speed of the entire army also increased.

When the sun set in the west, following Sun Qian's order, the entire army slowly stopped, occupied their respective territories, and began to set up camp.

Tomorrow, at dawn, the army will set off again.

After marching like this for two days, the gap between the armies gradually widened.

In the general's tent, Sun Qian looked at the map, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He pointed at the sign marking the Third General Camp and asked the people in the tent: "What happened to the Third General Camp? Why is the march speed so slow? It is a full ten miles behind the Honghua Camp!"

The deputy general said: "I'm telling you, your lord, the three generals' battalion strictly uses a long snake formation when marching, which makes it difficult for the whole army to speed up. The monks often walk for half an hour, and they have to stop to rest and replenish their magic power and physical fitness."

Sun Qian glared: "What the hell are Liu Er and his gang doing? They are acting like this before they reach the front line? Are they afraid of going to the front line if they delay their trip?"

Another lieutenant general sneered: "They claim to the outside world that they are replacing training with marching."

"The key is that their marching like this is in compliance with military law. We can't handle them on this matter."

"In my opinion, this group of people is as timid as mice. This can be seen from the fact that they avoided the responsibility of being a vanguard when they set off."

"The so-called three generals Liu Er, Guan Hong, and Zhang Hei are just third-rate golden elixirs and little-known."

"The reason why I came to join the war is to fight against the autumn wind and take advantage of it. How can we serve the country and the people like we do!"

Sun Qian looked at the deputy general and was very dissatisfied: "I entrusted the march to you. Didn't you order the third general's battalion to speed up during the march?"

The lieutenant general smiled bitterly: "Sir, I have sent messengers to urge you many times, but the third general camp still goes its own way."

"We were so anxious that they even gave us a prophecy poem, saying that their military advisor had sacrificed wine for fortune-telling and told us to be careful!"

"Oh? Prophecy about poetry?" Sun Qian's expression was slightly stagnant, and then he twitched his eyebrows and asked in detail, "How to write poetry?"

The lieutenant general responded: "The horses' hooves trample the fallen flowers, and the wind raises the shadows and sinks into the sand. Who can leave the moonlight behind, and who will bury the haze?"

Sun Qian frowned slightly and thought carefully: "This poem is ominous. Who wrote it?"

Lieutenant General: "He is a young foundation-building monk named Ning Zhuo, who is from Nandou Kingdom."

Sun Qian's brows immediately widened: "It's just a foundation building, a young man, and a monk from another country, haha. The three generals believe in the divination of these people, how ridiculous!"

"Send me military orders!"

"The third general, Liu Er, believed in the prophecy and delayed the military aircraft. He took charge of sixty boards and waited for the army to arrive at Mulun Town before implementing it."

The messenger immediately received the military order, took the message, and ran out.

Sun Qian lowered his head and continued to study the military map.

He frowned again: "There's something wrong with the location of the Red Flower Camp. What's going on?"

The deputy general said: "Sir, it is said that General Mulan also believed in this prophecy, so he always organized a flowing battle formation during the march to prevent unexpected events."

"That's it..." Sun Qian murmured, feeling secretly frightened.

Although the Flowing Water Formation also has the blessing of marching, it is extremely difficult to sustain it for a long time.

You can see this by comparing the three general camps.

However, the Red Flower Battalion persisted for so long and marched in battle formations, and the overall progress was able to keep up with the large army.

"The Red Flower Camp is well trained, almost as good as our Golden Halberd Army!"

"Although this General's Mansion has declined, the military's heritage is still there. The remaining veterans and backbone are no small matter."

Sun Qian was a veteran in the army and he immediately realized this, but he still said verbally: "Mulan actually believed the prophecy poem written by the child?"

"Haha, after all, it's a daughter's family. Her hair is long but her knowledge is short! There is no successor in the General's Mansion."

The deputy general quickly agreed with a smile.

Sun Qian thought: "Mu Lan has the prestige of the general. This seems to be a good opportunity to make her lose face."

"General Mu's prestige in the army is very high. We can only do this first and weaken it step by step until it reaches an extremely low level."

"In this way, it is only natural that we want to seek the position of general."

Sun Qian is the commander of the Forbidden Army, and it is true that he has a high and powerful position, but how can a commander of the Forbidden Army have the position of a general?

There are only three generals in the entire Liangzhu Middle School.

As General Mu has been bedridden all year round, his mansion has become a piece of meat that others covet.

This time, according to common sense, it was not the Mu family who should have sent the army. However, with the tacit understanding of many people, General Mu was elected to go out.

Mulan joined the army on her father's behalf, and the situation was grim because she faced not only enemy troops, but also covetousness from her own people!

Thinking of this, Sun Qian immediately ordered: "With this stop and go, when can we arrive at Mulun Town and meet the commander?"

"Too slow!"

"Give me the order to start an urgent march from tomorrow!"

Thousand Peaks Forest.

Araki Peak.

This giant mountain of Tianzhu is steep, desolate and lonely. The whole mountain is covered with dead trees, and the branches are twisted like weird skeletons, spreading densely.

The forest of dead trees stands tall, with deep roots and dead leaves, as if it has been cursed. Walking through it makes people feel depressing.

In addition to dead trees, there are weeds and night vines. They are tightly wrapped around rocks and trees, swaying in the wind.

The sun here is often harsh during the day and extremely cold at night.

Apart from dead grass and trees, there were no signs of life.

The master of Moyuan Cave and the three masters of Nascent Soul Cave, disappeared and set foot on the top of Huangmu Peak.

There are already people waiting here.

There are quite a few people.

These monks are generally tall, wearing revealing and tight-fitting clothes, and have a sense of primitive beauty.

You can tell at a glance that these people are barbarian monks.

"The humans are coming." The first person to sense the approach of Mo Yuan Cave Master and others was a blind barbarian.

This barbarian's eyes were covered with a black cloth, his face was resolute, his bones were deep, his upper body was exposed, and there were blood totems on his skin. His lower body was a pair of animal skin trousers, and the legs of the trousers were tied with belts to facilitate movement.

He carried two huge scimitars on his back, the blades of which were curved extremely exaggeratedly, like a moon string. Although the swords were sheathed, there were still strands of cold moonlight flowing out.

Cang Yue Tribe, Di Lu!

Next to Di Lu stood a Yuanying-level monk of the same clan.

He has blue hair, a tall and thin build, strong muscles, and clear texture. His skin is as pale as dead ice, and there are wolf claw patterns on his forehead and cheeks that symbolize the tribe.

He was carrying a huge mace and had a bloodshot rim around his eyes.

Cang Yue Tribe, Gu Ya!

Guya's nose twitched, he sniffed, and opened his mouth to reveal his jagged white teeth: "Well, I smelled a smell of blood. It's very stale and has a foul smell. There must be a blood shadow kid from the Liudong Sect."

Guya also has a Nascent Soul level cultivation.

Xueying immediately snorted coldly. He had fought against Guya more than once.

He immediately appeared, his murderous intent revealed: "Old Wolf, if you don't break through the divine stage, your lifespan will be almost over, right? Aren't you afraid that I will patronize your family after your death?"

"I will definitely avenge you for hunting me down back then."

As a result, Gu Ya said nonchalantly: "Go ahead and kill them. If they die in your hands, that will be their fate."

The blood shadow showed a sinister look: "I forgot to tell you, I will not only kill them, but also extract their souls and burn them in the sun until they die."

Gu Ya suddenly showed his anger: "How brave! Little Blood Shadow, before I die, I will definitely visit your cave and take you down with me."

The Cang Yue tribe believes in the ancient god Cang Yue. Dying in the sun is considered an act of blasphemy. After death, the soul will no longer fly to Cang Yue and will not be accepted by the ancient god Cang Yue.

The threat of the blood shadow touched Lone Ya's reverse scale, making the latter angry.

"Hahaha, if we start a fight, what kind of man is he just making noise? Fight! Fight quickly!" An old barbarian woman, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, booed from the side with a voice as sharp as a crow.

She wore a cloak woven with green vines, and the cloak was hung with dense animal bones and bird feathers. Ancient talismans flashed from time to time on the animal bones and bird feathers.

Her skin is like tree bark, with deep wrinkles and very vicissitudes of life.

Her eyes were flashing with bursts of green light, making her feel penetrating.

Her hands were as old as dead wood, and her fingertips grew like crooked vines.

The Guteng tribe, Yuanying monks, and Biteng doctors!

Next to her stood her husband, King Cang Teng of the Golden Core level.

The Cang Teng King is wearing an ancient vine battle armor. He has a rough, middle-aged face, with messy white beard and long hair, and a wild look between his brows.

He was carrying a huge black bow on his back. The bow was naturally bent and not strung.

King Cang Teng stood behind Doctor Bi Teng without saying a word.

Mo Yuan Cave Master and others appeared, gestured with their eyes, and nodded slightly.

Those who responded to him were three monks from the Baidu tribe.

The leader is the Nascent Soul-level poison-belly high priest Tu Ming, a Nascent Soul level.

On his left and right sides, there were two golden elixir monks, namely the rotten poison general Feiye and the poisonous barbarian Wulan.

Guya and Xueying were very uncooperative and continued to quarrel, becoming louder and louder and more and more angry.

Seeing that both sides were about to take action, neither Di Lu from the Cangyue tribe nor Lu Hongtu, the master of Moyuan Cave, showed any signs of stopping them.

Not at all.

In the Qianfenglin area, taking the initiative to soften one's attitude is often regarded as weakness.

You must show a tough stance to win each other's respect!

But the battle between Guya and Blood Shadow still didn't start.

The one who stopped them was an old man.

His body was stooped, his face was thin, his appearance was ordinary, his skin was mottled, and his eyes were dim and dull, as if he was about to die.

He carries a simple crutch all year round. The head of the stick is carved with ginseng whiskers and dragon patterns, and the stick body has a vague aura of depth.

Seeing the old man's appearance, the human monks led by Mo Yuan and the barbarian monks took the initiative to salute and addressed him respectfully: "Master Long."

This "Master Long" is also a Yuanying monk with a special status. He is the temple blessing of the main temple of the Dragon King Temple, and represents the existence of the god-level - the Shexu Dragon King!

"Hehehe." Mr. Long showed a kind smile, "You two juniors, stop joking and save your strength to kill the enemy, okay?"

"Yes, Master Long." Although Gu Ya is old, in terms of age, he is not even a fraction of Master Long.

The master of the Blood Shadow Cave seemed very obedient: "I listen to you, Mr. Long!"

Master Long smiled, glanced around, then paused at Moyuan Cave Master Lu Hongtu, and praised: "The Great Cave Master personally went out and invited many Nascent Soul monks to help. He has done a great job. After this battle,

There will be a reward."

Lu Hongtu immediately smiled: "My Liudong sect lives in Qianfeng Forest, so naturally we have to do our best to defend our homeland and resist the enemy. Lord Dragon King God is fair in rewards and punishments. We will definitely win this battle!"

Mr. Long smiled and nodded: "This is natural."

"Xiao Feng, Oguai, come out and tell everyone the information you have found."

The next moment, two golden elixir level monks fell from the sky and landed behind Master Long.

There is a demon cultivator with the body of an eagle and his name is Chen Lingfeng. He was originally a member of the demon beast tribe in Fengzhu Peak. He was gifted and was spotted by the Shenxu Dragon King, who trained him and became a demon cultivator.

There is a cultivator named Wu Hen.

He was tall and thin, with a withered and pale face, like a walking corpse.

His long hair is as black as ink, loose and messy, and the edges of the hair are gently swaying in the air with shadows.

His eyes were deep-set, with black bloodshot eyes around them, making him look particularly gloomy.

He was wearing a black robe, the corners of which dragged to the floor, and the appearance was dilapidated, as if he had experienced countless life and death trials.

And at the edge where the corner of the robe touches the ground, the black shadow is twisted weirdly, which makes people feel quite uncomfortable.

Mr. Long said: "Tell everyone about the military information you have discovered."

Wu Hen remained silent, and Demon Cultivator Chen Lingfeng said: "I have been hiding high in the sky for the past few days, overlooking the mountains, always watching the march of the two national rear armies."

"On the mountainous terrain, they were divided into five armies, echoing from front to back."

"The Barbarian Demon Camp is at the beginning, followed by the White Jade Camp, the Golden Halberd Army in the middle, followed by the Red Flower Camp, and finally the Three Generals Camp..."

Chen Lingfeng then described in detail the dynamics of the entire army.

After listening to the introduction, all the monks looked more relaxed.

"Although Sun Qian is the commander of the Forbidden Army, he doesn't often go into battle. He is in the rear and feels safe, so he marches in a hurry. Hahaha." The master of Poisonous Scorpion Cave smiled sweetly, and the murderous intention spread.

Gu Ya stretched out his bright red tongue, licked his teeth, and showed a bloodthirsty expression: "The enemy general is stupid, this is our fighter plane."

Lu Hongtu, the master of Moyuan Cave, clasped his hands behind his back and muttered: "Even so, the five armies are also different. In my opinion, we should ambush the Golden Halberd Army with all our strength and cut off this army from the middle."

"The vanguard barbarian demon battalion is the key to breaking the situation. Although this army has a large number of people, it is all demon cultivators and barbarians. Even if they practice battle formations hard, their composition is mixed and it is difficult to command. In addition, many powerful people are not smart generals. Once chaos arises,

With his ability, it will be difficult to organize resistance."

"Once the barbarian demon camp is defeated, we don't have to kill them all, we can just drive them away."

"Use them to attack the White Jade Camp. The commanders of the White Jade Camp are Shuang Jing, sons of aristocrats, and have few achievements. It is likely that they have underreacted and mishandled the situation. Once the White Jade Camp's position is also disrupted, we can continue to cover up and let the army directly attack

Golden Halberd Army!"

"Although the Golden Halberd Army is strong, its numbers are small, and if it wants to stand firm, it must kill its own soldiers. If the morale of the army is shaken, morale will inevitably drop sharply, and flaws may be exposed."

"Once we seize this flaw, we will be able to successfully fight and annihilate them all. It is also very possible."

Lu Hongtu smiled and said in a solemn tone: "As for the Red Flower Camp and the Three Generals Camp, it is not important."

"Based on the intelligence, these two armies are heavily guarded and marching in battle formations. Even if we ambush, it will be difficult to be effective and we will easily be delayed."

"Once the ambush is launched, every moment of delay will reduce our advantage by 10%."

"The most important thing is that these two armies are weak, and their generals are only golden elixirs. Even if they are completely wiped out, it will be difficult to compare with the results of killing the golden halberd army!"

The cultivators were silent.

After a while, Master Long smiled and said: "As expected of the great cave master of the Six Cave Sect, this is a good plan."

Di Lu of the Cang Yue tribe suddenly said: "Isn't there another Fire Cloud Camp?"

Chen Lingfeng said: "This army has not been mobilized. Come to think of it, Canglin Immortal City is the rear area of ​​the Liangzhu Kingdom this time, and it also needs troops to garrison."

The Demon Heart Cave Master pondered: "It's a bit strange."

"Coach Sun Qian ordered an urgent march. Why did the last two armies march in a battle formation and were so heavily guarded?"

This time, Wu Hen spoke: "There is a prophecy poem..."

His voice was very strange and unpleasant, like fingertips rubbing sharply against the glass.

After his introduction, all the disciples suddenly became aware of Ning Zhuo's poems.

The horseshoes trample the fallen flowers, and the wind raises their shadows and sinks into the sand. Who can keep the moonlight, and who can bury the haze?

"This poem actually seems to predict our ambush?!" Everyone was shocked.

“Are the two countries so rich in talents?”

"Who is this person? He must be killed to feel at ease!"

Wu Hen then said: "This person's name is Ning Zhuo, but he is not from Liangzhu country. He comes from the Ning family of Nandou country."

"Does Nandou country own the Ning family?"

"Never heard of it..."

"I've only heard of the Meng family and the Su family."

Wu Hen added: "The Ning family comes from the North Wind Kingdom. They migrated all the way and passed through the Liangzhu Kingdom. They were eventually merged into the Nandou Kingdom and now live in the Fire Persimmon Mountain."

"The reason why Ning Zhuo joined the army was because there was a grudge between the Ning family and the Liudong Sect. This time it happened to be a war, so he wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge."

Everyone looked towards the Liudong Sect.

"Ning family?" Mo Yuan Cave Master sighed in his heart. He recalled it and glanced at Demon Heart Cave Master beside him.

The Demon Heart Cave Master coughed.

The owner of Moyuan Cave runs the Liudong Sect and actively makes good friends with forces outside the mountain. The Ning family once had Nascent Soul-level monks, and they had trade relations with the Liudong Sect, and their friendship was not shallow.

When the Ning family moved away, the master of Moyuan Cave wanted to help, but the master of Moxin Cave and others had evil intentions, and took advantage of Lu Hongtu's inattention to plot.

After all, you can't openly disobey the Great Cave Master's orders.

As a result, the Ning family was also lucky. They lost most of their belongings and escaped at the last moment.

"This is an old grudge." Cave Master Mo Yuan smiled slightly, calmly and calmly, "The Ning family's kid, just building a foundation, dares to take revenge, his courage is commendable. Okay, this poem is good, I have another plan

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Master Long: "Huh? Just say it, Big Cave Master."

The master of Moyuan Cave said: "The battle formation is difficult to break, the key is the morale of the army. Once the morale drops and the morale of the army is shaken, the power of the battle formation will definitely drop hugely."

"If this prophecy poem is used properly, it may be comparable to Nascent Soul level combat power, or even more critical!"

"The enemy must be familiar with this prophetic poem. At least judging from the marching posture, the Three Generals Camp and the Red Flower Camp cannot escape."

"In this case, we can take the opportunity to set up a trap and launch an attack according to this poem, causing them huge damage and psychological shock!"

"The Red Flower Camp has Old General Mu's team, let alone mentioning it. The Third General's Camp has not been established for a long time, and it is a ragtag group of people. It is the weakest among the five armies!"

"At that time, we will cooperate with this poem and attack in turns, which will surely make the three generals and battalions' soldiers' morale fluctuate. It is impossible to say that we can easily win it in one fell swoop."

Everyone was silent again.

After a moment, Master Long put his hands on his hands and chuckled: "Okay, the plan to attack the heart is to use the trick. The master of the cave has thought carefully, and we will take action accordingly!"

All the cultivators had no objections, escaped into the sky, and secretly left Qianfeng Forest together.

Halfway through, they met several monks one after another, mainly Jindan. They all signed divine decrees and jointly participated in the ambush.

Master Long took the lead, moving forward in secret while arranging arrangements for the cultivators.

The Moyuan Cave Master and others besieged the Golden Halberd Army, the Barbarian monks attacked the Barbarian Demon Camp, and several Jindan monks contained the Honghua Camp and the Three Generals Camp.
Chapter completed!