Chapter four hundred and ninety-ninth the road is near cold
The next day, a large amount of supplies from the Panshi Army came up the mountain. Carloads of grain, grass, equipment, armors, and weapons made the cavalrymen of the Snow Region Army blush. The Panshi Army was a regular establishment of the Great Shang Dynasty, and their treatment was natural.
It was much stronger than the Snowy Tianchi, and just in the morning, Lin Ruo Yufeng came to the mountain top garden and handed Lin Zhao a list.
The list read: 500 heavy cannons, 10,000 sets of refined armor, 10,000 heavy shields, and 10,000 horse-defying spears made of fine steel. Lin Zhao's eyes shone when he saw these. They were all needed by the Snowy Legion.
, however, these things cannot be bought. After all, they are military supplies and cannot be accessed by merchants from the Great Shang Dynasty.
"Lin Ruo, what is this?" Lin Zhao was surprised.
"Given to the Snowy Tianchi."
Lin Ruo said in a deep voice: "As a brother, I can only help you so much. If I do more, I'm afraid those officials from the Ministry of War will cause trouble for me."
"Thanks!"
Lin Zhao didn't refuse and said: "It's just a timely help!"
Lin Ruo said: "It's good if you can use it."
With that said, he turned around and left.
"Wait a minute, Lin Ruo."
Lin Zhao stopped him and said: "We still need to pay attention to the courtesy. You go back to the camp and select the 200 strongest people from the Panshi Army. Take them to the back mountain of our snowy Tianchi. I will plant seeds in the back mountain."
After descending a sword mountain, let these people choose a suitable sword to take away from the sword mountain. This is our little thought in the snowy Tianchi."
"The legendary Sword Mountain?"
Lin Ruo was shocked: "Then...is that the most precious treasure in the world?"
"No, it's from Miss Lin of Fusu Great Wall."
Lin Zhao smiled slightly.
Lin Ruo was confused: "Which Miss Lin, Lin Wanhua?"
"Um."
For a moment, Lin Ruo had mixed feelings in his mind. Who was Lin Wanhua? The monks on the human mountain were not allowed to address Lin Wanhua as City Lord when they saw her. Lin Jianxian, even the first-rank officials of the Great Shang Dynasty had to salute and address Lin Wanhua as Lin Jianxian.
But here in Lin Zhao, Lin Wanhua is just Miss Lin.
"OK!"
Lin weakly nodded and said: "I will go back to the camp to pick out the troops. Then... I'll trouble you, Lin Zhao."
"My brother, why are you so polite?"
"Um!"
Soon after, Lin Ruo led 200 elite soldiers up the mountain, selected 200 swords with abundant spiritual energy on the Sword Mountain in the back mountain, and took them away. As for Lin Zhao, it didn't matter. The Sword Mountain was too big and there were swords on the mountain.
The densely packed sword blades can grow on their own, and the spiritual energy of the mountain top garden is quite strong, which is enough to nourish the sword mountain. In terms of sword weapons, the snowy Tianchi is not lacking, and the sword mountain is warm.
The swords they raised were as sharp as iron, which were not made by the craftsmen of the Great Shang Dynasty.
Therefore, there has always been a saying in the snow-covered Tianchi that the Jianshan sword and the Dynasty sword are not the same concept at all. The long swords equipped by the army of the Shang Dynasty will either break or curl the blade when encountering the Jianshan sword, and they are no match at all.
, but Snowland Tianchi still lacks military supplies, especially horse-repelling spears, heavy shields, armor, etc., which can enhance the combat effectiveness of the Snowland Legion to a higher level.
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In the evening, it snowed, with dense goose feathers falling between the sky and the earth. Just in time, Leng Yan and Shen Xingchen went up the mountain. They were not in a hurry to practice. They sat on the edge of the snow cliff to enjoy the snow, listening to the falling snow.
Both of them enjoyed it very much when they heard the sound. After all, Su City is located in the south of the Yangtze River and it has not snowed heavily for many years.
Lin Zhao held the fairy sword Liquan and sat aside, accompanying Leng Yan and Shen Xingchen.
"How are you doing lately?"
Shen Xingchen looked at the north and said: "Is there any new plan from the demon clan? It always feels too quiet. Something must be happening."
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded: "I'm planning a big move... But it doesn't matter, the demon clan is planning, and the human race also has a plan."
"ah?"
Leng Yan pursed her red lips and said, "Lin Zhao, are you participating?"
"No..." Lin Zhao smiled.
"snort!"
Leng Yan looked unconvinced and defended him: "Why? Are you not qualified?"
"not like this."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "The plans on the human race are jointly executed by the upper echelons of Confucianism, Mohism, and military strategists. They should all be saint-level plans. They have little to do with me. After all, I am just a small person on the snowy Tianchi."
It’s just the leader, I’m not that powerful yet, and you don’t need me now. As a member of the human race, sometimes I have to sit quietly and watch what happens.”
Shen Xingchen smiled slightly: "It's actually good not to worry about everything, otherwise it would be so tiring!"
"yes."
Lin Zhao lowered his head and glanced at Leng Yan. Even in the cold weather, his pair of slender jade legs were still kicking around in the snow, so he smiled and said, "Ayan, aren't you cold?"
"not cold."
Leng Yan said with a smile: "My name is Leng Yan. The road is close to the cold. Frost, wind, rain and snow are commonplace for me, and nothing else."
Shen Xingchen tilted his head and looked at her pretty face, and said with a smile: "I don't think so, you are cold-faced, but the road is close to the fire, and you are really passionate about some people..."
He looked at Shen Xingchen with a cold smile, his palm already pressing the hilt of the sword.
"Okay, okay..."
Shen Xingchen put his arms around her shoulders and said with a smile: "Going down the mountain to practice leveling? Go to the top of the mountain for a late night snack to replenish your strength?"
"okay!"
Leng Yan stood up and asked with a smile: "Lin Zhao, will you practice leveling with us?"
"No, no, no."
Lin Zhao grinned and said: "I'm afraid that the Great Demon of the Fifth Realm will come to kill me and harm you two."
"Okay, let's go then."
Watching the two girls go down the mountain, Lin Zhao stood up and looked in the direction of Panyun Mountain with his arms crossed. This feeling was just like a hundred years ago, when Leng Yan and Shen Xingchen were still good sisters, hanging out in the snowy Tianchi, while he was still sitting in Tianchi.
In the mountains and in the distance, the demon clan is also ready to move, looking for an opportunity to go south.
…
It has been snowing for three consecutive days and it has not stopped. The snow on the ground has already reached my ankles.
Over at the Panshi Army, Lin Ruo was quite anxious.
Heavy snow has blocked the mountains. The grain and fodder convoy of the Great Shang Dynasty heading north can no longer go north. The thick snow has plunged the entire official road into mud, making it completely impassable for carriages. If it continues like this, it may not take more than half a month.
The Rock Army is about to run out of food, and using the teleportation array to transport food and supplies will consume too much, and it will not take long for all the spiritual stones in the treasury to be burned.
Shannan, Shanjun Temple.
A ray of fiery red light swept over, and Lin Zhao drove the red leaves to the Tiger Temple. He stepped directly into the Tiger Temple, wiped the mud on the soles of his shoes on the threshold, frowned and said, "Su Shanjun?"
"What's wrong?"
A figure walked out of the main statue of the Shanjun Temple, it was Su Shanjun dressed elegantly in white.
"Isn't this snow a little fishy?"
Lin Zhao frowned and said, "It stands to reason that it's past the end of spring now, and the summer solstice is coming soon. It snows heavily for three days in a row at this time. It must not be God's will, but man-made, right?"
"Um."
Su Shanjun said: "Now we have to ask God Si Xue what he means. The rain and snow thousands of miles away in this snowy area are all under the control of Yue Master Yue Ling. This heavy snow in the sky...if there is no order from Rain Master Yue Ling, I am afraid it will be impossible."
It's not raining, and it's been snowing heavily for three consecutive days. It's really abnormal. If nothing else, it should be the demon clan's intention."
"This is tricky."
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "It won't be long before the Rock Army and the Snow Army will run out of food. The heavy snowfall in these three days may even make our fields in the south useless. If it is true that the demon tribe wants to use the hands of Yue Ling, the rain master, to destroy them,
If you lose us, what can we do?"
"Kill Yue Ling."
Su Shanjun said: "It's just that after Yue Ling owned a Dragon King Temple, his golden body became more and more honest, and he had the appearance of a twelve-level god. At this time... let's not say that there are not many people who have the strength to kill Yue Ling.
, even if it is killed, it will be stained with strong cause and effect, and the path of this life will be really ruined."
He smiled faintly: "Besides, since Shi Jungang played Yue Ling's card, he must have prepared enough back-ups. If he rashly sends people to kill Yue Ling, it is very likely that he will fall into the trap designed by Shi Jungang.
Already."
"knew."
Lin Zhao frowned and was worried. Su Shanjun had nothing to do. He was a mountain god who dominated the earth spirit, and he really couldn't control the affairs of the sky. That Yue Ling was the eleventh level wind and rain god, and he didn't even give Lin Xingchu face.
What's more, he is a tiger in the middle five realms?
At a certain moment, Su Shanjun suddenly looked up into the sky and said with a smile: "Someone has taken action."
Lin Zhao also sensed it, and a strong martial spirit rose into the sky from the Panshi Army camp. It was Lin Ruo!
…
"Whoosh!"
Lin Ruo's figure was wrapped in a ball of golden fist intention, rising straight into the sky, penetrating through the heavy clouds and mists, and then landing on the clouds. He stood in the air, covered with a rich golden fist intention. A Tianyuan realm martial artist could not talk about it.
How shocking the world is, but if he is a warrior god and courageous Tianyuan realm, it would be a different matter.
"Edict!"
Lin Ruo raised his iron fist and struck the clouds with a sudden punch. Suddenly, a ray of golden fist exploded in the clouds, stirring up the clouds within hundreds of miles. He frowned and said in a deep voice: "Yu Master, here you go."
I'll get out!"
Deep in the clouds, a figure wearing a dark green python robe appeared. It was Yue Ling. He smiled slightly, clasped his fists at Lin Ruo and said, "Yue Ling, please see Lin Shuai. I wonder if you have any advice after Lin Ruo's order?"
"Stop this heavy snow immediately."
Lin Ruo said calmly: "I will only say this once."
"how?"
Yue Ling smiled slightly, tilted his head and looked at Lin Ruo, and said, "Commander Lin still dares to punch me, a god in the fifth realm of the eleventh realm?"
However, before Yue Ling finished speaking, a punch suddenly exploded in front of him, and then his body was punched into the air. When he opened his eyes, Lin Ruo's body was as high as a god, and the punch fell
On Yue Ling's chest, the golden body of the Eleventh Realm Rain Master was instantly chapped. One second he was still very close to the Twelfth Realm, but now he is about to fall out of the Eleventh Realm!
…
"Snapped!"
Lin Ruo raised his hand and grabbed Yue Ling's collar, lifting him up in the air. His eyes were filled with indifference and his voice was cold as he said, "You trash, what were you talking about just now?"
