Four hundred and twentieth chapters soldiers are very fast
A few days later.
At the Fusu Great Wall, Ten Thousand Cavalry Commander Zhu Qiong led 5,000 cavalry to escort 100,000 human beings who were being treated as sheep-leads to the Fusu Great Wall. The Seventh Realm warrior clasped his fists at the foot of the city and said respectfully: "Furong Prefecture, Chun'an Marquis
My general, Zhu Qiong, led five thousand war cavalry to escort the one hundred thousand sheep-leading ceremony through the Fusu Great Wall. Please let me go, and I will give you the customs clearance documents!"
Under the city, a soldier from the Fusu Great Wall stepped forward, accepted the document, and immediately stepped into the city. He walked to the city gate and delivered the document to a Tianyuan realm warrior guarding the city gate. This warrior was none other than Liu Xilu.
Liu Xilu unfolded the document and read it again and again.
"Liu Xilu, do you know how to read? What a fart!"
Not far away, a young Nascent Soul realm sword cultivator sitting on the top of the city, warming up his sword spirit, cursed and smiled. Although he looked much younger than the middle-aged man Liu Xilu, he was the same generation. They were together in the same generation.
The children who grew up at Fusu Great Wall have a very good relationship, and it can be said that they are not polite when speaking to one of the leaders of Fusu Great Wall.
"Damn it!"
Liu Xilong rolled his eyes and said, "What's the matter if I can't read? What's special about you is that you're literate. Are you as good as me?"
The sword cultivator laughed and said, "It's useless to have a high level. Do you dare to go to the snowy Tianchi to follow Lin Zhao and contribute to the world?"
"You think I don't want to?"
Liu Xilong pursed his lips: "It's not that Lin Wanhua refused to let go. She said that the Fusu Great Wall is a battleground for military strategists, and I, Liu Xilong, am a Tianyuan realm warrior and the strongest warrior on the Fusu Great Wall. I must stay in Fusu.
Great Wall……"
"Tsk, tsk."
The young swordsman pinched his nose: "That's not good. If it hadn't been for you, Liu Xilu, in the past hundred years, the Fusu Great Wall would have been breached by the monsters long ago."
"Fuck you!"
Liu Xilu picked up a brick and threw it over. The swordsman used a sword to shatter it.
"Ahem..."
Under the city, Zhu Qiong was a little embarrassed and clasped his fists again and said: "Zhu Qiong of Furong Prefecture, please let Mr. Liu Xilu pass the customs!"
"knew."
Liu Xilong directly threw down the customs clearance documents and said in a deep voice: "Open the city gate!"
…
Fusu Great Wall, north gate.
There are a few people standing on the top of the city. Lin Wanhua, Qin Yu, Liu Xilong, and Ye Lin are all in the upper five realms. At present, they are the only young masters of the upper five realms on the Fusu Great Wall. As for Han Fang and other old swordsmen,
They rarely appear, but once the Fusu Great Wall is attacked, these old guys will definitely appear. After all, they can still listen to Lu Xinghe's last admonishment.
"It's the sheep-taking ceremony again."
Qin Yu frowned and said, "One hundred thousand people are just handed over to the four northern tribes as food or furnaces. Will the court of the Great Shang Dynasty still be the same as before?"
Lin Wanhua said: "Back then, few people dared to refute Wen Shuoyang's legacy. Whether it was Li Chunyang, Wen Hao, Lin Yan and others, they all respected Wen Hou. However, back then, Wen Shuoyang signed the Lingnan Alliance
It’s just for appeasement and appeasement of the demon clan. Now that times have changed, there should be some changes.”
"How?"
Liu Xilun smiled and said: "Lin Wanhua, you want to lead everyone to kill these soldiers from Furong Prefecture and leave behind these 100,000 people?"
Lin Wanhua glanced at him and said: "Most of the materials for our Fusu Great Wall come from the Great Shang Dynasty. If we really do this, the food rations for this Fusu Great Wall will depend on you, Liu Xilu, from now on."
"Don't."
Liu Xilu touched his nose: "I don't have that ability."
"..."
Lin Wanhua sighed, she couldn't make the decision. After all, the descendants of the Xia tribe on the Fusu Great Wall were just a group of prisoners and refugees. The dragon flag hanging on the southern wall was the dragon flag of the Great Shang Dynasty. If they really broke with the Great Shang Dynasty, they would eventually wait for Fusu.
Su Changcheng could only exterminate the tribe, and he also took advantage of the four northern tribes, which may be the cause of the decline of the human race.
The burden on her shoulders was too heavy, so she had to be cautious.
However, there is one person who seems to be well suited to intervene in this matter.
Her eyes lit up and she said: "Ye Lin, send a feather letter to Lin Zhao in the Snowy Tianchi, informing him of the one hundred thousand sheep-leading gift heading north, and also inform him of the marching route of Zhu Qiong and others.
"
"Yes, City Lord!"
Ye Lin left happily.
Lin Wanhua looked down at a group of unarmed Furong Prefecture people under the city, and could only help them so far. As for whether Lin Zhao would take any action, it was up to Lin Zhao. He would naturally consider it. In Lin Wanhua's mind, Lin Zhao's military strategy was the best in the world.
First, he is Lin Baiyi, so it is most appropriate for him to make the decision himself. Now the Snowy Tianchi is recruiting troops. If a population of 100,000 young people really goes to the Snowy Tianchi, Lin Zhao will no longer have to worry about the source of troops.
.
…
Snowy Tianchi, a natural residence.
Lin Zhao spread the feather book on the desk and read it carefully for a long time.
On the side, Su Qingjiu, Zhu Zhi, Muzhen, Chu Yu, Xiang Ji, Xu Sheng and other major figures in the snowy Tianchi were all there. Looking at the marching route of the Sheep-Leading Ceremony clearly marked on the feather book, everyone had their own thoughts.
"grown ups."
Zhi Zhi frowned: "The Great Shang Dynasty does not take the lives of 100,000 people seriously, what should we do in the snow-covered Tianchi?"
"Don't rush to a conclusion yet."
Lin Zhao looked up at everyone and said, "What do you say?"
"I've just done this, what else can I do?"
Muzhen said in a deep voice: "The escorting Dashan army only has 5,000 cavalry, led by a Seventh Realm Ten Thousand Cavalry Commander. The combat effectiveness of Furong Prefecture's cavalry has always been at the bottom. How can those pampered children from a land of plenty know how to fight? We only need to dispatch one
They can be defeated by the Chiqian Cavalry Battalion. Their marching route is after crossing the Xijian River and going straight to the Guxiao Pass. After sending 100,000 people out of the Guxiao Pass, the demon clan will take over. We are directly at Tongjing Lake.
Ambush all around and catch them off guard."
"right!"
Xu Sheng said in a deep voice: "My lord, I am willing to lead the army in battle!"
"No rush..."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "That is to say, everyone is willing to fight for these 100,000 lives, right?"
"right!"
Zhi Zhi and Chu Yu also smiled and nodded. As for Su Qingjiu, she didn't care. She would use the sword when Brother Lin Zhao asked her to, and just be an obedient little Jiuer. She didn't need to worry about anything else.
Lin Zhao pressed his hands on the table and remained silent for a long time.
"grown ups."
Zhi Zhi frowned: "What are you hesitating about?"
"yes……"
Chu Yu said: "Sir, do you have any concerns?"
"right."
Lin Zhao raised his head and said: "We must save these 100,000 people in the sheep-raising ceremony. The key to the problem is where to do it? Nowadays, the power of the demon clan and the human clan can be said to be distinct. Take the stretch of snow-covered Tianchi.
Thousands of miles of mountains form the boundary. The four northern tribes are in the north, and the human race is in the south. If the demon tribe cannot go south until it reaches the ancient Zhuoguan Pass, it does not count as going north if the human race does not pass the ancient confused pass."
"My lord, what you mean is..."
Xu Sheng frowned.
Lin Zhao gently pointed at the location of Guyu Pass on the map and said: "If I guessed correctly, after passing Guyu Pass, Zhu Qiong led 5,000 cavalry southward on their way home, so we stopped before Guyu Pass
To intercept and kill in the south is equivalent to declaring war with the Great Shang Dynasty, which is very unwise, because a large amount of the supplies we need must be purchased from the Great Shang Dynasty."
He frowned and said: "But what if we ambush north of Guchao Pass? That's different. To the north of Guchao Pass, we are equivalent to robbing the 100,000 sheep-raising gift from the hands of the demon clan.
The demon clan will be angry with us, not the Great Shang Dynasty. Even if we commit this vote, it will not implicate the Great Shang Dynasty. This is the best result."
"..."
Chu Yu looked deeply at Lin Zhao with a pair of beautiful eyes and said: "My lord, it is the safest thing to consider!"
Zhi Zhi, Muzhen, Xu Sheng, Xiang Ji and others also nodded in agreement.
…
Lin Zhao continued: "There are only 100,000 unarmed human people. I believe that the demon clan will not send too many troops to receive them. Ten thousand will be enough. The remaining problem is when we will enter the predetermined location to prepare for an ambush."
The monster clan’s army took over and rescued these 100,000 people from their hands.”
Muzhen took a deep breath: "What are your ideas, sir?"
Lin Zhao smiled: "It takes a group of people a lot of days to walk from the Fusu Great Wall to Guyu Pass, so we can set off in advance and secretly deploy our troops at a predetermined position in the north of Guyu Pass. Then we can defeat the demon clan.
I was caught off guard, but I still have one concern. The mobilization of a large number of people on the Snowy Tianchi must not escape the eyes of the demon spies and the upper five realms, so we need an army formation to block the aura of the army in the Snowy Tianchi, so that it can be magical.
Arrive at the predetermined location and set up an ambush without anyone noticing."
"The shielding formation is the Mohist's favorite method."
Zhi Zhi said: "I'm afraid we need to mobilize manpower from the Mo family's ancestral court."
"Um."
Lin Zhao turned to look at Su Qingjiu and said: "We need a formation that can cover the auras of 5,000 people. We don't need many Mohist monks. Xiaojiu'er, go to the Mohist Ancestral Courtyard for me.
Directly mobilize manpower. If this can be done, the whole thing will be safe."
"good."
Su Qingjiu smiled and nodded: "When should I set off?"
"Leave now, the sooner the better."
"Um!"
…
The Ancestral Court of the Mohist Family, like the Ancestral Court of the Military Family, is far away from the human world. It is in the place where the clouds are lingering in the sky, and there is only a thin line between the human world and the upper world.
"Whoosh!"
A bright sword light struck the mountain, and Su Qingjiu landed in front of the Mo family's ancestral court. He whispered with both fists: "Su Qingjiu of Changming Mountain, please see Juzi."
"Ouch……"
Inside the mountain gate, a man who was warming up his sword spirit opened his eyes. It was Xu Shuo, the second son of the Mohist family. He looked at Su Qingjiu, couldn't help but smile, and immediately stood up and said: "Su Jianxian, wait a moment, I'll go and send a message?"
"Um."
Su Qingjiu smiled and nodded.
"No need to communicate."
A voice came from the ancestral court, and then the mountain guard in front of Su Qingjiu spread out. The voice was extremely gentle: "Please come to the ancestral court of Immortal Su Jian of Changming Mountain for a moment!"
"Thanks."
Su Qingjiu jumped on a wisp of breeze and headed straight to the ancestral court, and Xu Shuo also got up and went together. Since Su Qingjiu is here, something must have happened, otherwise this great sword who has been immersed in killing wild wizard spirits in the south
It is impossible for an immortal to come to the Mo family's ancestral home, after all, there is no friendship.
