Chapter five hundred and ninety-ninth really sweet
In the snowy ridge of the northern region, after a heavy snowfall, all you can see is a scene of freezing cold weather and freezing ground.
In the afternoon, an old military general walked out of the sword-suppressing tower closest to the Snowy Tianchi. Although he looked quite old, his eyes were bright and his face was rosy, as if he were in his prime. He was dressed in an ancient mottled pale golden uniform.
A, there is a sword hanging on his waist. Ever since Huo Piaoyao was severely injured by Man Yuan and returned to the ancestral court of the military strategist to recover from his injuries, this old man has been in charge of the remaining nine sword towers on behalf of the military strategist.
The old man has a straightforward personality, is a twelve-level swordsman, one of the seventy-two sons of the military strategist and martial arts temple, and is quite powerful.
At this time, after he loosened his muscles and bones, he turned around and looked to the west. He saw a red sword light coming through the wind. Standing on top of the flying sword was a young swordsman in white robes and silver armor. It was Na Xue.
Lin Baiyi, the leader of Yu Tianchi, ever since the old man replaced Huo Panyao to station at Zhenjian Tower, Lin Zhao often came over in person to bring some food. After all, he was sent by his third senior brother himself, so he was at least half of his elders.
"Lin Zhao!"
"Well, Old General Huangfu!"
Lin Zhao landed on the roof of Zhenjian Tower, holding a bag of spiced beef, a bag of dry-cut pork knuckles, a bag of peanuts, and a pot of peach blossom stuffing in his hand, and said with a smile: "Send something to eat for the old general."
"hey-hey!"
The old man touched his abdomen and said with a smile: "It's just the right time. I'm really hungry."
He sat cross-legged on the ground, put the food on his lap, stretched out his hand to grab it, and ate it voraciously. He also drank with the same generosity, directly drinking from the spout of the pot. This military strategist was so similar to a martial artist, and they both looked the same when eating.
While the old man was eating, Lin Zhao was overlooking the Sword Suppressing Tower. The military monks in the building were not slacking off. Some were observing the movements in the north, while others were practicing cross-legged. Everyone was doing their duty, and basically they would not
It happens that someone gets carried away.
After eating, the old man squinted his eyes and looked to the northeast. He saw a wisp of blood-colored luck rising up. He looked to the northeast again and saw that there were also blood-colored clouds on that side of the world, so he smiled and said: "War is about to start again in the north.
~~~"
The military monks in the upper five realms are able to see the subtleties, detect Yuanyu, and see the context of the war from the hidden lines. When he said this, Lin Zhao immediately frowned and said: "The Demon Clan, the Demon Clan is really
They are all ready to move."
"Get ready as soon as possible."
The old man groaned and said: "These nine sword-suppressing towers are indeed powerful. It's a pity that they can't be moved. I can only guard this three-thirds of an acre. If the four northern tribes detour southward from other places, I will really
There is nothing we can do."
"knew."
Lin Zhao nodded, stood up, looked north, and said calmly: "It's okay, the soldiers will just cover up the water and earth."
The old man looked at the young swordsman with a smile in his eyes. At such a young age, he has the air of a calm and composed general. He is worthy of being our master's junior brother!
Lin Zhao lightly clasped his fists and left, returning to the mountain to train his troops and prepare to go.
The old man wore light golden armor, held the sword on his waist and flew down from the sword tower. He said in a deep voice: "Don't be idle any more. A powerful enemy is coming. Please cheer up! The whole battalion is out in battle."
, give me all the strategies for facing each other and practice them!"
"Yes, sir!"
On the ground, figures of military monks filed out of the Sword Suppressing Tower one after another, practicing their tactics on the ground in front of them.
Under the sun, the old man squinted his eyes and smiled broadly. This veteran, who was quite famous in the military family, once turned the tide in the troubled times where he lived, quelled civil strife, and shocked the world. He was once awarded the title of Cavalry General.
, whose surname is Huangfu, later entered the ancestral court of the military strategist, and even created his own set of practical warfare methods. He also selected sharp soldiers in the army to train soldiers, and they were called healthy soldiers.
…
In the evening, the snowy Tianchi North Mountain.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the earth. Lin Zhao stood on the cliff and opened the farmer's nine fists. His expression was quite solemn. Beside him was Ding Chi, who was leaning on the cliff with a sword. In front of him were Shen Xingchen and Shen Xingchen who were sitting on the edge of the cliff.
Leng Yan, the two little beauties were as usual, kicking their slender legs on the edge of the cliff, causing many players who went up the mountain to submit tasks to look at them.
"call……"
Ding Chi took a deep breath and said: "It's been too peaceful recently. It's so peaceful that it makes people even a little uneasy. The system has not refreshed the large map, and there are no legendary version tasks. Even the monsters and demons
There was no movement at all. This situation made people feel a little uneasy and made their chrysanthemums feel cold."
"Can."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Lawyer Ding's vocabulary is used well."
Ding Chi scratched his head and said, "When I meet the wise, I will become a scholar with the mountain master, and I will gradually become more talented."
Lin Zhao rolled his eyes and wished he could kick him.
"Lin Zhao."
Leng Yan turned around, glanced at Lin Zhao, and said with a smile: "A second-level martial artist?"
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded and said with an excited smile: "It's not difficult to upgrade to the martial arts realm. Just keep practicing and accumulate boxing spirit. There is a progress bar. I guess you can rely on this kind of hard work until you reach the fifth realm.
It’s not a big problem to upgrade in this way.”
"That's good."
Leng Yan raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "In this life, we must at least be reborn!"
Lin Zhao was a little embarrassed: "This... just do your best!"
Not long after, Huang Tingyu came over with a sword on his back, his eyes solemn. After all, he had something important to tell Lin Zhao. But when he saw Shen Xingchen and Leng Yan sitting on the edge of the cliff, Huang Tingyu immediately shuddered.
The woman seemed a little familiar, and she seemed to be more graceful, so she said in a deep voice: "Lin Zhao, these two girls?"
"what?"
Leng Yan recognized Huang Tingyu.
"No...it's okay..."
Huang Tingyu grinned and said: "I just feel that a girl who is so charming and charming must be Lin Baiyi's confidante in our snow-covered Tianchi. Anyone else would not be worthy of our mountain master!"
Leng Yan couldn't help but laugh. Mr. Huang has been imprisoned for a hundred years, but his skills in talking have really not regressed at all.
"What's the matter, Lao Huang?" Lin Zhaoxiao asked.
Huang Tingyu said in a deep voice: "I just got a message from Feiyu from the spies. The demon clan has five military tents and its troops have moved south from the plain south of Zushan. The commander of the three armies is said to be Yu Xie. Maybe the target is our snowy Tianchi.
, In addition, it is said that troops are also being mobilized on the Yunxi Grassland on the other side of Nishang Tianxia, and the demons have at least 200,000 capable cavalry who are about to go south."
"What is supposed to come will come."
Lin Zhao frowned and said: "Send this news to Han Yetang in a flying fish letter. As for what the Shang Dynasty should do, it is beyond our control."
"Um."
Huang Tingyu nodded: "What will our army do?"
"Prepare troops and horses, strengthen the defense of the snowy Tianchi, and prepare to meet the enemy."
"yes!"
Lao Huang turned around and left.
Leng Yan also pulled Shen Xingchen to his feet and said, "Is there going to be another war?"
"Mostly."
Lin Zhao took a deep breath and said: "I don't know how many people the demons and demons will use this time. Everyone should be mentally prepared. Maybe the war will start soon."
"Um!"
…
evening.
Tang Guangjun, a sloppy man, was lying on a stone outside the back street, holding a piece of green foxtail grass that had not grown yet in his mouth. He turned to look at a small vegetable patch not far away, where tender green garlic had just grown.
In addition, there are several reed chickens digging the ground for food, and handfuls of noodles are drying in the bamboo plaque on the roof. Widow Wang forgot to collect the noodles again today, would you like to help?
Tang Guangjun looked around with a stern look. There was no one else around. If he helped himself, it shouldn't be a big problem. If he chopped a reed chicken and cooked two green garlic stalks to make chicken noodle soup, it shouldn't be a big problem, right?
He took a deep breath and raised his twelve-level sword intent to the extreme.
But at this moment, a figure appeared in the yard. She was a woman in her thirties, wearing a floral skirt. She was the Widow Wang in the town. This Widow Wang was in the oil and rice business in the town.
In the morning, she would fry fried dough sticks and make steamed buns and sell them for breakfast. She was handsome and willing to make a living. She kept making dirty jokes when talking to the men in the town, so the business was very good, and the widow Wang was tall.
She was good-looking, with an exceptionally plump figure, especially the unconscious swaying of her hips when walking, which had a unique charm to her. Tang Guangjun couldn't take his eyes away immediately. Noodles, reed chicken, green garlic, etc. were all out of his sight.
"Oh, this is not inferior to the fairy on the mountain at all!"
Not far away, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and the veteran Huang Tingyu sat on the war horse. After returning to the town, Huang Tingyu once again assumed the position of deputy commander, but basically the work in the army was done by the generals, and he had nothing to do.
Riding around the town on horseback is like patrolling your own territory. Looking at Tianchi Town today, there are countless pretty widows!
"This figure is very fertile."
Huang Tingyu stared at the scene while riding forward. Soon, he saw another pair of eyes, also looking directly at the pretty widow who was collecting noodles.
"oops?!"
When Huang Ting met Yi Lin, the eyes of the two twelve realm sword cultivators met.
"Brother Huang?"
Tang Guangjun felt a chill in his heart and said in his heart: "Is it you too?"
"What are you thinking about?"
Huang Tingyu smiled and said: "They are all women from a small town. I, Old Huang, am a talented person and care about women. It is understandable to help these weak women occasionally, right, Brother Tang?"
"Hahaha~~~"
Tang Guangjun said: "What Brother Huang said makes sense, come over to Humble House for a drink when you have time!"
"It is indeed a humble house."
Huang Tingyu looked at the dilapidated house and said, "Come here, I just brought some wine!"
Not long after, the war horses were tied up in the woods nearby. The two great swordsmen of the twelfth realm each had a bottle of wine, ate peanuts, and commented on the women coming and going in the town not far away. They became confidants for a while.
, I feel like I regret meeting you too late!
…
In the evening, a large merchant cavalry member belonging to the White Deer Cavalry stepped into the town and entered the mountain top garden straight away.
When he arrived at Tiantianju, he clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Mountain Master, Your Highness asked me to bring you a message. In an hour, the first batch of northern landscape gods will begin to consecrate them, and Zhang Xicheng, the mountain god of Ziyun Mountain, is among them.
List, after the sealing ceremony, Zhang Xicheng will have a golden body and be able to gain a foothold on Ziyun Mountain."
"knew."
Lin Zhao was slightly happy and said: "Tell your highness for me, thank you Lin Zhao!"
"yes!"
"Wait, don't leave yet."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "There are a batch of apricots in the apricot grove at the top of the mountain that have just matured and are very sweet. I will pick a basket right away and bring it to the eldest princess for her to taste?"
The cavalryman clasped his fists and said solemnly: "Yes, as ordered!"
He secretly laughed in his heart, what is the identity of Her Royal Highness the Princess? How noble is she? She conferred the title of a Mountain God of Ziyun Mountain for your snowy Tianchi, but the final reward she got was a basket of wild apricots growing on the mountain? This Lord of the Mountain can
It's really interesting. I don't know why Her Royal Highness the Princess would like such a person.
…
Not long after, Zhao Shutong's handsome tent.
"So sweet."
Zhao Shutong, who is usually well-dressed and not willing to eat fruit, ate two apricots in a row and said with a smile: "The feng shui of the mountain top garden is better, the apricots that grow are particularly sweet."
The cavalryman who was delivering the things knelt on the ground, wishing he could give himself a big mouth right away.
