Chapter 8 Heaven and Earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law
late at night.
After Lin Zhao practiced boxing for a while and was sweating profusely, someone knocked on the door.
Outside the door was a Tianchi Army soldier. A pair of eyes under his helmet looked at the young man coldly and said in a deep voice: "Are you Lin Zhao?"
"yes."
The other party sneered lightly, as if looking at a dying person, and handed over a piece of paper: "This is the recruitment order for the garrison. You are already a reserve sergeant of the Tianchi Army. You will go there with the order early tomorrow morning."
Go report to the military camp."
"Oh, yes, I got it!"
Lin Zhao took the note and felt a little uneasy. The matter of joining the army came so soon?
…
That night, he started to get busy, "packing" all the remaining dozen large cakes into a package, taking a few strips of the venison that had just been dried, and packing two pieces of his own clothes. In fact, he also
There are only two pieces of clothing. Usually, a pair of trousers is worn from spring to winter, and the buttocks can only be worn when changing. Children from poor families are not so particular.
Early the next morning.
Lin Zhao had already gotten up at dawn, added firewood to the stove, and cooked a pot of venison soup. At the same time, he set up a boxing stake in the yard, opened the boxing frame, and seriously punched the farmer three times from head to head.
Wei Wei practiced the drill more than ten times until he was sweating all over, breakfast was ready, he devoured it, put his ancient sword and luggage on his back, then locked the house door, and then locked the courtyard door.
This was the first time that he was going far away from his ancestral home, and he felt a little uneasy.
The backstreets were quite deserted in the early morning.
"Lin Zhao!"
From a distance, Jia Zhong, the boss of Baiweixuan, waved and said with a smile: "Are you going to... join the army?"
"Um."
Lin Zhao stood firm, nodded, and said, "I just received the recruitment order from the Tianchi Army, so I have to rush there early this morning."
"Go early and come back early!"
Jia Zhong smiled meaningfully: "Boy Scout, you will be back soon. Why would Commander Chu let our children from the Chen Dynasty die?"
Just as Lin Zhao was about to speak, he saw Qing'er's wife walking out of the restaurant, skillfully grabbing Jia Zhong's ear and laughing angrily: "Why are you chatting here if you don't go frying fried dough sticks so early in the morning!? Oh, it's Lin
Zhao, are you going to the army so early in the morning?"
"Yeah..."
Lin Zhao said nothing more, nodded and left.
…
Front Street.
Qin Suihan, the owner of the bookshop, was holding a book in his hand and reading softly in the yard. Behind him was a huge white tree. This white tree was very famous in the town. Every year after the beginning of spring, there were
Adult children perform some kind of ceremony here, which is very grand, and sometimes even Chu Shuai will come to watch the ceremony in person.
"Brother Lin."
Qin Suihan put down the book and smiled softly: "Go to the army?"
"Um!"
Lin Zhao stopped, smiled at Qin Suihan and said, "Boss Qin, will you open the door early in the morning?"
"Um."
Qin Suihan also smiled and said: "There is no business if you open the door early, and there is no business if you open the door late, so it doesn't matter whether it's early or late."
A bit convoluted.
Lin Zhao scratched his head and said with a smile: "Then I'll go first."
"Cherish it all the way."
Qin Suihan nodded: "The military regulations over there are strict, don't fight with others!"
"Yes, thank you, I will remember it."
Lin Zhao left immediately and walked for a while along the red walls of a row of wealthy families before arriving at the entrance to the north of the town. There were many sentry posts in front of the entrance. According to the rules, people in Tianchi Town could only go south and not
To the north, because the north is the territory of the demon clan, and ordinary people will die if they go there, so the north entrance of the town has begun to be heavily guarded.
The two gatekeepers checked Lin Zhao's token and handwriting, and immediately let him go.
…
After leaving the town, Lin Zhao headed north along a road lined with ginkgo trees on both sides to the north of the snowy Tianchi. He walked for about five miles. When he looked north again, he saw streaks of blood in the sky.
The clouds were rolling and full of strange aura. Lin Zhao could not feel it before, but now he had cultivated an awe-inspiring Qi derived from martial arts. When he looked to the north, he felt a special sense of disgust. Those auras were
The demonic energy from the demon tribe.
Further north, the view gradually broadened. On the northern slope of the snowy Tianchi, simple human camps appeared. Flying in the sky were the already extremely rare battle flags of the Chen Dynasty. These battle flags with the word Chen
The flag has never appeared in the town, which originated from the original agreement between Chu Huaixi and the Shang Dynasty.
Tianchi Town is part of the territory of the Great Shang Dynasty. How can the royal flag be tolerated within the royal territory?
When Lin Zhao continued to move forward, the strong and heavy sound of horse hooves came from the distance. Above the Tianchi, rows of cavalry wearing black armor and holding long swords flew past. The sound of rolling hooves shocked the soul, like gods stamping on the ground.
, this was the first time Lin Zhao saw this kind of battle, and he was dumbfounded. He was yearning for it. Will he become one of them in his lifetime?
"Lin Zhao is here..."
In front of a military tent, the old soldier guarding the gate recognized Lin Zhao and said with a smile: "Are you here to lead the recruitment task?"
"Um."
"Come with me."
The veteran walked in front and said: "This edict was sent by Zheji Camp, one of the eight battalions, so go to Zheji Camp to see what they are sending you to do."
"OK, all right."
Lin Zhao nodded, and followed the veterans passing by the tents and the camps of the Tianchi Army. These camps belonged to different battalions, and the so-called Tianchi Eight Camps, namely the Death Camp, the Pioneer Camp, the Chengfeng Camp, and the Breakthrough Camp.
Camp, Iron Step Camp, Fenwei Camp, Blitz Camp, and Broken Halberd Camp, the names of these eight battalions have long been engraved in the hearts of children in small towns. They are heroic names.
Among them, the Death Battalion was personally commanded by Chu Huaixi and was the most powerful among the eight battalions. After that came the Pioneer Battalion, Chengfeng Battalion, and Breaking Camp. As for the Broken Halberd Battalion, it was obviously the weakest among the eight battalions.
One army, but there is a saying that "Chu Commander has no weak troops". Even the Broken Halberd Battalion will definitely not fall behind if it encounters the regular army of the Shang Dynasty with the same number of people.
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Broken Halberd Camp.
Receiving Lin Zhao was a general with two silver stars on his collar, a centurion with a rough appearance and a murderous look on his face. He took the oracle, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Are you Lin Zhao?
"
"Yes, sir." Lin Zhao nodded.
"good."
He took out two letters and a simple map from his arms and said: "You have to go to Beishan next, to the beacon at Chixia Peak. The sergeant guarding the beacon there has not returned to the town for more than three months.
, here are two letters from their homes, you can bring them to them to relieve their homesickness. After the letters are delivered, you can come back and pay the order."
"Oh, I see."
"By the way, I'll give you the map. Remember to walk from Shilipo. Passing there is the closest and the best way to avoid the demon clan." As he spoke, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "But there is no absolute safety in the world. If it is true,
If you encounter a demon clan, you should ask for blessings."
His eyes fell on the ancient sword carried behind Lin Zhao, and he said: "Can this sword be used?"
"cannot."
Lin Zhao shook his head: "It's just...it's rusted and can't be pulled out."
"Can't pull it out?"
The centurion couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, take the warrant and go to the military supply office to get a sword. Although you are a reserve sergeant, you still need a sword."
"Yes, thank you, sir!"
…
Not long after, Lin Zhao received an iron sword. It was quite heavy, but as a first-level martial artist, it was nothing. He pulled out the iron sword and swung it a few times. It looked pretty good, but it was a pity that he had not practiced it.
He had no experience with swordsmanship and had not received training in the military camp, so he could only show off, put the iron sword behind his back, and set off.
Under the scorching sun, a young man armed with two swords left Tianchi Ridge and left Beishan along the route on the map. By about afternoon, he was already in the woodland north of the snowy Tianchi.
It snowed heavily in the sky, and the snow was deep in the forest.
Fortunately, Lin Zhao had prepared a thicker piece of clothing, and with the support of a breath of Qi from a martial artist, he basically wouldn't get frostbite, let alone freeze to death.
As for why it is a scorching hot summer on Tianchi Ridge, but the northern region is a land of ice and snow, I can’t explain it, but I have heard adults say that this is a disaster. It is said that including the territory of the Shang Dynasty in the south, the entire world is covered with ice and snow.
It has been a cold winter for two consecutive years, except for Tianchi Ridge, which seems to be favored by the gods.
Lin Zhao usually leaves things that he can't figure out and doesn't think about them until he has time, so he concentrates on his journey.
…
It was around dusk when we entered Shilipo. At this time, Shilipo was completely covered with snow and had turned into a snow forest. Just after Lin Zhao stepped into Shilipo, he felt that it was extremely cold here. In addition to the cold
In addition, I also felt a vague and annoying aura that was lingering around me.
"Woooooo~~~"
Suddenly, bursts of crying came from the sea of snow.
"Um?"
Lin Zhao frowned. It was a woman's cry. He couldn't help but feel nervous. This ten-mile slope is already far away from Tianchi Ridge. Who else, except for the capable soldiers of the Tianchi Army, would have the courage to come here? Let alone a woman.
This is even more impossible. Could it be that there is something dirty?!
It's not good, it's better to take action!
The young man's body sank, like a snow leopard, dashing away in the snow forest, leaving the forest as quickly as possible. Although his consistent principle is "not to cause trouble and not to be afraid of trouble", after all, he is in this world.
I am just a first-level warrior who is as good as a sewer. If I really encounter something unclean, I may not be able to stop it. I still need to have this kind of self-awareness!
However, the more Lin Zhao ran and tried to get away, the closer he felt that the woman's crying sounded, and the more it sounded like it was in his ears. This made Lin Zhao collapse a little. I don't want to be eaten by some ghost!
At this moment, a graceful figure appeared in the snow curtain in front. She was a woman with long hair like a waterfall. She was wearing a white skirt and had an extremely slender waist. Her figure was convex and her back was curved.
Facing Lin Zhao, he was sobbing, which made people feel pitiful.
"Keng——"
Lin Zhao directly pulled out the iron sword, pointed forward, and his voice began to tremble: "The heaven and the earth are infinite, the universe borrows the law! Wherever the ghosts are, show them quickly!"
…
The figure slowly turned around. She looked like a beautiful girl. She had an extremely good figure and a slender waist. The clothes on her chest were about to be stretched open. She looked at Lin Zhao with clear eyes and said: "Master,
