There was no sunshine, only heavy fog shrouded the snowy battlefield full of blood. The two sides strangled for a whole night, and finally the winner was about to be decided in the early morning. In the final result, although the demons were strong in combat, they failed to win after the other side had sacrificed tens of thousands of dollars.
After paying a heavy price for the heroic souls to be scattered, most of the five thousand demon cavalry were killed. If the attack continued, the entire demon army would be annihilated.
"Retreat..."
A demon general frowned and said: "There is no point in continuing the fight. We can't reach the Fusu Great Wall alone."
"hateful!"
A demon female general holding a spear in her hand gritted her teeth and said, "Lin Xingchu's plan is really abominable. There are millions of heroes guarding the mountains and rivers. It's a shame she figured it out!"
"Give me the order to retreat from the path behind the mountain one after another!"
"yes!"
…
To the northeast of Luoxia Valley, a snow-covered mountain path is extremely narrow. The narrowest point cannot even accommodate three cavalrymen. On this path, after killing all night, the exhausted demon clan is coming.
He slowly retreated, but there was a young man hiding in the snow who had just eaten and drank enough. As soon as the demon cavalry arrived, he took action.
"Peng!"
Under the majestic punch, an injured demon cavalry flew out on the spot, and his head was smashed.
It's a killer move!
"There are human warriors!"
Several cavalrymen rushed over together, with their spears in a thrusting posture.
The young man on the snow suddenly jumped up and punched in the air. The second demon cavalry's head was smashed, flying horizontally and hitting the mountain wall on one side. The young man's figure whirled in the air and punched again,
With one kick, the other two demon cavalry were also killed.
"Not good!"
Someone in the demon crowd roared: "This kid is a middle-level fifth-level martial artist. If you come with me, you will die!"
But the mountain road is narrow and it is impossible to rush up.
After the young man punched and killed dozens of demon cavalry in a row, his fists were already covered with blood, but it was the opponent's blood. These exhausted and depleted demon cavalry were really
It poses no threat to him.
"no!"
A demon centurion gritted his teeth and said: "We can't let this kid stop our retreat, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. Let our warriors from the Middle Fifth Realm come forward and kill him as quickly as possible!"
In the wind, the demon monk from the Sixth Realm came with the wind and struck Lin Zhao's neck with a fierce sword.
However, this person is only a spiritual practitioner, not a swordsman.
The young man on the snow smiled slightly, and suddenly launched the Horse Wind Pistol Style, and at the same time ignited a divine speed talisman. His figure suddenly appeared behind the opponent, and punched the opponent's back of the head hard. This demon clan
The master groaned, fell to the ground, turned around and swung a sword. However, as soon as his eyes flashed, his throat was pierced by a silver flying sword.
"Sword... sword cultivator!?"
Before he died, his eyes were full of shock.
Lin Zhao took Mingyue back into the Yunjian Lake, and continued to punch, one by one, knocking away the demon cavalry who were trying to cross the valley, and they were all dead-handed, showing no mercy at all.
There were two things on the young man's mind.
The first thing is to intercept and kill this powerful demon cavalry. If you can kill one more demon, it will count as one. No matter which one of the four northern tribes is the mortal enemy of the human race, you don’t have to show mercy when facing the mortal enemy. If you kill one more demon, maybe the human race
One less person will die.
The second thing is that Lin Zhao intercepted and killed the demon cavalry on their way back and blocked the enemy's escape route. It was a cloudy day today, and the heroic souls of the Xia soldiers in Luoxia Valley could hunt them down and kill all the demon army.
Killing and leaving no one alive. In this way, he can accumulate some favors with the heroic souls of the Xia clan in Luoxia Valley, and then the matter entrusted by Peach Blossom Demon Han Yurou will be easier to handle.
…
As a result, they continued to fight until the morning. Lin Zhao's fists seemed to be fished out of blood. However, only a few hundred of the demon cavalry escaped over the mountain from the flanks of the mountain. Most of them were killed.
After they were all chased, just when Lin Zhao was exhausted, a large number of Xia Clan heroic spirit cavalry galloped over.
The general with the sword hanging from his waist turned over and dismounted, with an extremely respectful expression, and clasped his fists at Lin Zhao: "The late Zhang Xicheng, the commander of the Yanyang Army in Bailu City of the Xia Clan, thank you so much for your help. If it hadn't been for your help,
It is impossible for us to almost completely annihilate this demon army. I dare to ask, who is the young hero and where does he come from?"
Lin Zhao also clasped his fists: "Lin Zhao comes from Tianchi Town on the snowy Tianchi, and is a descendant of the Chen Dynasty."
"oh?"
Zhang Xicheng's face was very blurry, but he still smiled heartily: "People from the Chen Dynasty in the land of Yanzhou? In this way, they are one of our own~~~"
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded.
"Nothing to entertain."
Zhang Xicheng smiled awkwardly and said: "We are all evil creatures. We cannot get along with young heroes for a long time, and we are not qualified to warm wine, cook meat and entertain guests. Please forgive me, young heroes. I... I am really embarrassed..."
Lin Zhao smiled slightly: "Sir, why are you so polite? In fact, I have some selfish motives for intercepting the demon army here. I want to be a favor so that I can find you, sir. Please do me a favor."
"oh?"
Zhang Xicheng was stunned and said, "What do you want, young hero?"
"Find me someone."
"who?"
"one……"
Lin Zhao frowned and lowered his voice: "A man who recognized a woman named Han Yurou heard that he was a general who died on the battlefield and never returned, so Han Yurou waited for him until she was also killed.
In the end, it turned into a peach tree, turned into a peach blossom demon, refined the bronze mirror into a bronze mirror lake, and is still waiting hard."
"..."
Zhang Xicheng was stunned.
Lin Zhao was surprised.
"Wait..."
Zhang Xicheng waved his hand to the soldier behind him and said, "Go back to the camp. I'll have a few words with the young hero here."
Many heroic warriors turned around one after another.
…
Zhang Xicheng turned around, his blurry eyes seemed to be covered with mist.
Lin Zhao frowned: "You can't be that person, right?"
"Exactly."
Zhang Xicheng trembled all over and said, "She...is she really still waiting for me?"
"Um."
Lin Zhaodao: "I met her when I was passing by Tongjing Lake, and I was almost harmed by two monks. What the two monks asked for seemed to be one of your swords. There is a general's courage in the sword. With this
What's going on?"
"Um!"
Zhang Xicheng's eyes were filled with tears: "May I ask, young hero, in which direction is Bronze Mirror Lake... located?"
Lin Zhao gently stretched out his hand and pointed towards true north.
Zhang Xicheng, a young general who had experienced hundreds of battles and still guarded the territory of the human race for hundreds of years after his death, had tears in his face. He turned to face the north and knelt on one knee. With tears rolling down his face, he cried: "Yurou, I will never... never again."
Can not go back……"
Lin Zhao couldn't help but feel a sore nose.
"Why?"
He asked: "Why can't you go back?"
Zhang Xicheng knelt down on one knee, looked to the north, and cried: "When I was alive, we died in the Luoxia Valley. Tens of thousands of corpses were mixed together. I couldn't tell who was who. And this place is thousands of miles away from my hometown.
If I set out, I will return to the Bone Burial Ground by myself during the day, so... no matter how hard I try, I can't get to her..."
With that said, Zhang Xicheng stood up suddenly and grabbed Lin Zhao's palm: "Young Xia...Young Xia, I beg you...since I can't go, can she come? Young Xia, please...bring Yurou to me
,I have missed her very much for hundreds of years..."
"I'm afraid that won't work either."
Lin Zhao shook his head and said: "People live and trees die. Now Han Yurou is just a peach blossom demon. What's more... she refined the bronze mirror, her natal object, into a bronze mirror lake. Like you, she has taken root in
It’s impossible to go further than Tongjing Lake.”
Zhang Xicheng clenched his fists, despairing.
"but……"
Lin Zhao frowned.
"But what?" Zhang Xicheng asked.
"Before, she didn't know your life or death, nor her whereabouts. At least she knows now."
He looked at Zhang Xicheng and said, "If you are willing, you can write a letter and bring it to her when I return."
"well!"
Zhang Xicheng said hurriedly: "In the camp, the handsome tent is full of gloom, so I won't invite the young hero there. I will write it now... I will write it here..."
"Um!"
In nearly half an hour, Zhang Xicheng wrote a stack of letters as thick as paper eloquently. It has been hundreds of years. God knows how many things he wanted to say to Han Yurou.
Lin Zhao put a pile of papers into the bamboo box without looking at it. He just cupped his fists at Zhang Xicheng and said, "I will definitely bring it to you!"
There were tears in Zhang Xicheng's eyes: "Young hero, I can't go to her place... Yurou can only ask the young hero whenever something happens. This world is dangerous and she is a weak woman..."
"General, don't worry."
Lin Zhao smiled slightly: "There will be nothing wrong with her. I have arranged everything. If you believe me, just relax."
"good!"
Zhang Xicheng knelt down on one knee and clasped his fist at Lin Zhao: "I am a dead person, how can I repay the young hero for his rebirth?"
Lin Zhao hurriedly helped him up and frowned: "Actually, you can still draw your sword and kill enemies for the human race after death. This is the best reward for everyone in this world!"
"Thank you, young hero!"
…
In the early morning, the clouds and fog gradually dissipated and it was about to clear up.
"The sun is coming out."
Zhang Xicheng clasped his fists and said, "We and other demons must avoid this, young hero... take care of the road ahead!"
"treasure!"
Lin Zhao also clasped his fists, turned around, and started on his way again.
Just when he was walking a few hundred meters away, Zhang Xicheng's voice came from behind: "Young hero, stay here, I almost forgot an important thing!"
"Huh? Is there anything else?"
Lin Zhao turned around.
"Um."
Zhang Xicheng turned over and dismounted, reached into his arms, took out something the size of a golden pebble, and said: "This is the warrior general's courage that was concluded before my next life. This thing is of no use to me anymore. I give it to the young hero. If I can
Refining and improving your cultivation is an opportunity, so please accept it, young hero, otherwise Zhang Xicheng will feel uneasy!"
Lin Zhao didn't hesitate and accepted it immediately. Maybe he really needed this item to break through.
"Thanks!"
Lin Zhao clasped his fists at the opponent again: "It's a journey through mountains and rivers, and I'm lucky enough to meet Zhang Xicheng!"
"I'm just as lucky to meet Lin Zhao!"
The two turned around.
One goes south, to Fusu Great Wall and Baidi City.
One enters the snow forest, bends over the nine springs, and guards the mountains and rivers.
…
Snowy Tianchi.
There was also a woman who turned around and no longer looked south. She was dressed in military armor, with a pair of slender snow legs and combat boots. She frowned and whispered: "Why doesn't this guy come back? If he doesn't come back, the demon clan will start a war..."
