"These thorn bushes are not a good place for training. I will wait for you to find a suitable place." Qian Jiyun raised his hand, rubbed her head, and said softly.
If Jiu Yue was scratched by these thorns, even just a little bit, he would feel distressed. Instead of letting him feel distressed, it would be better for him to lead Jiu Yue away from these thorns.
What's more, he didn't think that such a little thorn could give Jiu Yue any experience.
"Fine."
An Jiuyue said that she had nothing to say.
Whatever Qian Jiyun said was what she said. It was useless no matter how much she said. When we arrived at a new dimension, we still had to find the tour guide first.
"How can I find Zhan Beiye?" she asked.
"The Zhan Ling Empire is in the south. Let's go south. If we can catch a monster on the way, we can reach the border of the Zhan Ling Empire within ten days." Qian Jiyun said.
"Then let's go."
An Jiuyue nodded, and the two began to walk south.
They were also lucky. They hadn't walked long before they saw a Triceratops. Although it was quite huge, it had a clumsy head. Qian Jiyun beat it a few times, and An Jiuyue fooled it with delicious food.
Then he happily led them southward.
…
To the south, at the junction of the Zhan Ling Empire and the Yueming Empire, there was a blaze of smoke.
After Ming Fucheng provoked the war between the two countries, he personally led people to the border of the Zhan Ling Empire and clamored for them to hand over Zhan Beiye, so that the war could be avoided.
Although the emperor of the Zhan Ling Empire didn't like his son Zhan Beiye, how could he hand over his own son who was openly begging for him from another country, even if it was the one he didn't like.
Doesn't he want to lose face?
As a result, the war between the two countries began, and the fight was so intense.
In a plane dominated by original soul power, not only people fight against people, but also beasts against beasts, making the border land a mess.
"How many people are there in the Yueming Empire today?" Zhan Beiye stood in the tent, looking at the territory map hung by Emperor Yi, and asked the deputy general behind him without looking back.
"Back to your lord, at least six thousand soldiers of the Yueming Empire were destroyed by us today, but on our side... the losses have just been counted. More than three thousand people died, two thousand were seriously injured, and tens of thousands were slightly injured."
The deputy general replied with a somewhat bad expression.
Ming Fucheng is so full that he still dares to call them. How come he doesn't die of old age forever?
"Um."
Zhan Beiye responded softly, then turned to look at the deputy general.
"Today, you personally order two hundred elite soldiers and go with me to the enemy camp to burn grain and grass. The grain transport team behind the Yueming Empire must be in chaos first."
In this way, he could take advantage of the opportunity and capture Mingfu City in one fell swoop.
Ming Fucheng could afford it, but he couldn't afford it here. Hua Yan Jueding didn't know what was going on. If he had known better, he should have brought Zhan Beicheng back with him.
If Zhan Beicheng is left alone at the peak of Huayan, he can't rest assured, that ghost can do anything.
"Are you going tonight?"
The deputy general raised his eyes in surprise and looked at Zhan Beiye.
He had already thought about burning grain and grass, but he had never found a suitable opportunity.
Now that the marshal has also mentioned it, it must be done, but tonight... a big battle just happened, and both they and the Yueming Empire were seriously injured.
