This city located on the border of the Luohong Holy Sect's territory is called Desert City.
Because most of the terrain on this border is dominated by desert, this border town got its name.
This time, there are three generals sent by Luohong Sheng Sect, all of whom are eighth-level Martial Emperors. They are Zhao Lu, Mo Hu and Zang Dao.
These three people are all core experts of the Luohong Holy Sect, and are highly regarded by Fairy Luohong.
Among them, Zhao Lu and Mo Hu were stationed on the front line outside the sacred city, while only Zang Dao stayed in Desert City behind the battle line. Their purpose was to maintain the army's logistics.
As the saying goes, before the soldiers and horses move, the food and grass should go first.
In a war, the supply of food and grass is a top priority and must not be missed. This is why Zang Dao, one of the three generals, is responsible for the rear-line food and grass supply.
The lanky man led the caravan into the core mansion of Desert City.
"Manager Ling! General Zang has given orders that he will only see the consul, so you can only go in and see General Zang. I will arrange accommodation for the rest of you!" The slender man looked at Ling Mo and said with a smile.
"That's natural!"
Ling Mo waved his hands repeatedly, but glanced at Mu Feng, and then followed the lanky man into the hall in front.
The rest of the caravan was taken away by other soldiers and arranged to a relatively ordinary residence in the mansion.
After Mu Feng entered the residence, he sat cross-legged on the bed and waited silently.
Late at night, Ling Mo knocked on Mu Feng's door.
"Mr. Mu! I have already made arrangements for leaving the city. Please come with me, Mr. Mu!" Ling Mo said respectfully.
Mu Feng nodded, stood up and followed Ling Mo out.
Maybe Ling Mo had already established a good relationship, so after the two left the mansion, they had no problem and got on the carriage that had been prepared outside the mansion.
Soon, the carriage drove to the city gate.
At this moment, the gate of the city was heavily guarded, and the entire city had its defense formations opened.
Without General Zang's permission, no one or anything in the city is allowed to leave the city.
After Ling Mo took out a token, the carriage left the desert city unimpeded and headed towards the distant desert.
However, Ling Mo stayed in the city, and only the carriage driver and Mu Feng left the desert city.
"Sir! I heard Master Ling Mo say that you want to go to the Holy City?"
After leaving Desert City, the driver driving the Qianliju in front turned his head and couldn't help but ask Mu Feng in the carriage.
"Yes!"
The driver showed a troubled look and said: "Now the Holy City is a place of right and wrong. A large area of its northern border has been captured by the seven coalition forces! Moreover, the Holy City has been sealed off. It is impossible to enter the city at this time! If
If you insist on going in, you may be regarded as a traitor and may be killed."
Mu Feng, who was sitting in the carriage, naturally heard the implication of the coachman's words and said with a smile: "Brother, you only need to send me to the area occupied by the seven coalition forces closest to the Holy City. There is no need to enter.
Holy city!” > The coachman, who was originally nervous and frightened, breathed a sigh of relief, and his hand waving the whip became much lighter, and said: "Of course it's no problem! I, Lao Di, am not a boaster. I spent a lot of time running around here and there in my early years.
I am still familiar with most of the territory of this holy dynasty! Someone gave me the nickname "Live Map!"
Mu Feng smiled, but did not answer. He looked through the curtains of the carriage towards the vast desert south, with a strong coldness in his eyes.
He really didn't expect that the seven ultimate forces would actually deny it. They had clearly lost the bet at the Genius Conference, but they had also made corresponding contracts and signed agreements, but in the end they broke their promises.
What's even more annoying is that the seven ultimate forces shamelessly designed the Holy Dynasty and took the opportunity to send troops against the Holy Dynasty. This is already extremely shameless.
"Luohong Sheng Sect, Yin Yang Villa, Jiang Family, Five Elements Taoist Temple, Shui Yue Cave Sky, Zixuan Temple and Dayan Sect, you will pay the price for your shamelessness!"
Mu Feng murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear, and his tone was filled with strong murderous intent and coldness.
This coachman is truly a living map. He basically doesn’t need to look at the map to know where the shortcuts are and where the long detours are.
The journey that originally took ten days was abruptly shortened by three days, and it only took seven days to reach the nearest northern city near the Holy City.
This city is called Lingcheng. It used to be a small subsidiary city on the outskirts of the Holy City, only more than ten miles away from the Holy City.
The seven major coalition armies, totaling one million, stationed troops here, and the truly powerful men of the seven major forces were basically stationed here. They fought fiercely for several months, but they failed to finally capture the Holy City.
However, the advantage of the seven coalition forces is that they have cut off all retreats from the Holy City. Even if they cannot attack the city, when everyone in the Holy City is exhausted, they will have to go out of the city to fight in order to gain a chance of survival.
.
At that time, the holy city will undoubtedly be destroyed.
After Mu Feng arrived at Lingcheng, he said goodbye to the coachman. He took the opportunity to climb the city wall and look at the majestic but desolate and dilapidated city in the distance, feeling quite emotional and angry in his heart.
The once prosperous and majestic capital city has now become devastated.
The tall and straight city wall is covered with mottled and ferocious cracks, and the city defense formation lingering outside also looks a bit dim.
Especially the vast land outside the city, with rivers of blood and corpses strewn everywhere, looked like a purgatory on earth, indescribably miserable and desolate.
This is war!
Cruel and sad!
At this time, not far from the city wall, a patrol team came, and Mu Feng immediately left quietly.
With Mu Feng's current strength, it is actually not difficult to sneak into the Holy City secretly.
However, he did not do this. He decided to stay and prepared to contact Cang Hongshen to discuss strategies against the enemy.
Now that he is hiding, he is a trump card. At the critical moment, he can hope to reverse the outcome of this war.
Thinking of this, Mu Feng was not in a hurry to leave Lingcheng, but quietly hid in Lingcheng, and found a dilapidated temple on the outskirts to live in. At the same time, he took out the communication jade slip and passed the news to
Canghongshen. This city located on the border of the Luohong Holy Sect is called Desert City.
Because most of the terrain on this border is dominated by desert, this border town got its name.
This time, there are three generals sent by Luohong Sheng Sect, all of whom are eighth-level Martial Emperors. They are Zhao Lu, Mo Hu and Zang Dao.
These three people are all core experts of the Luohong Holy Sect, and are highly regarded by Fairy Luohong.
Among them, Zhao Lu and Mo Hu were stationed on the front line outside the sacred city, while only Zang Dao stayed in Desert City behind the battle line. Their purpose was to maintain the army's logistics.
As the saying goes, before the soldiers and horses move, the food and grass should go first.
In a war, the supply of food and grass is a top priority and must not be missed. This is why Zang Dao, one of the three generals, is responsible for the rear-line food and grass supply.
The lanky man led the caravan into the core mansion of Desert City.
"Manager Ling! General Zang has given orders that he will only see the consul, so you can only go in and see General Zang. I will arrange accommodation for the rest of you!" The slender man looked at Ling Mo and said with a smile.
"That's natural!"
Ling Mo waved his hands repeatedly, but glanced at Mu Feng, and then followed the lanky man into the hall in front.
The rest of the caravan was taken away by other soldiers and arranged to a relatively ordinary residence in the mansion.
After Mu Feng entered the residence, he sat cross-legged on the bed and waited silently.
Late at night, Ling Mo knocked on Mu Feng's door.
"Mr. Mu! I have already made arrangements for leaving the city. Please come with me, Mr. Mu!" Ling Mo said respectfully.
Mu Feng nodded, stood up and followed Ling Mo out.
Maybe Ling Mo had already established a good relationship, so after the two left the mansion, they had no problem and got on the carriage that had been prepared outside the mansion.
Soon, the carriage drove to the city gate.
At this moment, the gate of the city was heavily guarded, and the entire city had its defense formations opened.
Without General Zang's permission, no one or anything in the city is allowed to leave the city.
After Ling Mo took out a token, the carriage left the desert city unimpeded and headed towards the distant desert.
However, Ling Mo stayed in the city, and only the carriage driver and Mu Feng left the desert city.
"Sir! I heard Master Ling Mo say that you want to go to the Holy City?"
After leaving Desert City, the driver driving the Qianliju in front turned his head and couldn't help but ask Mu Feng in the carriage.
"Yes!"
The driver showed a troubled look and said: "Now the Holy City is a place of right and wrong. A large area of its northern border has been captured by the seven coalition forces! Moreover, the Holy City has been sealed off. It is impossible to enter the city at this time! If
If you insist on going in, you may be regarded as a traitor and may be killed."
Mu Feng, who was sitting in the carriage, naturally heard the implication of the coachman's words and said with a smile: "Brother, you only need to send me to the area occupied by the seven coalition forces closest to the Holy City. There is no need to enter.
Holy city!” > The coachman, who was originally nervous and frightened, breathed a sigh of relief, and his hand waving the whip became much lighter, and said: "Of course it's no problem! I, Lao Di, am not a boaster. I spent a lot of time running around here and there in my early years.
I am still familiar with most of the territory of this holy dynasty! Someone gave me the nickname "Live Map!"
Mu Feng smiled, but did not answer. He looked through the curtains of the carriage towards the vast desert south, with a strong coldness in his eyes.
He really didn't expect that the seven ultimate forces would actually deny it. They had clearly lost the bet at the Genius Conference, but they had also made corresponding contracts and signed agreements, but in the end they broke their promises.
What's even more annoying is that the seven ultimate forces shamelessly designed the Holy Dynasty and took the opportunity to send troops against the Holy Dynasty. This is already extremely shameless.
"Luohong Sheng Sect, Yin Yang Villa, Jiang Family, Five Elements Taoist Temple, Shui Yue Cave Sky, Zixuan Temple and Dayan Sect, you will pay the price for your shamelessness!"
Mu Feng murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear, and his tone was filled with strong murderous intent and coldness.
This coachman is truly a living map. He basically doesn’t need to look at the map to know where the shortcuts are and where the long detours are.
The journey that originally took ten days was abruptly shortened by three days, and it only took seven days to reach the nearest northern city near the Holy City.
This city is called Lingcheng. It used to be a small subsidiary city on the outskirts of the Holy City, only more than ten miles away from the Holy City.
The seven major coalition armies, totaling one million, stationed troops here, and the truly powerful men of the seven major forces were basically stationed here. They fought fiercely for several months, but they failed to finally capture the Holy City.
However, the advantage of the seven coalition forces is that they have cut off all retreats from the Holy City. Even if they cannot attack the city, when everyone in the Holy City is exhausted, they will have to go out of the city to fight in order to gain a chance of survival.
.
At that time, the holy city will undoubtedly be destroyed.
After Mu Feng arrived at Lingcheng, he said goodbye to the coachman. He took the opportunity to climb the city wall and look at the majestic but desolate and dilapidated city in the distance, feeling quite emotional and angry in his heart.
The once prosperous and majestic capital city has now become devastated.
The tall and straight city wall is covered with mottled and ferocious cracks, and the city defense formation lingering outside also looks a bit dim.
Especially the vast land outside the city, with rivers of blood and corpses strewn everywhere, looked like a purgatory on earth, indescribably miserable and desolate.
This is war!
Cruel and sad!
At this time, not far from the city wall, a patrol team came, and Mu Feng immediately left quietly.
With Mu Feng's current strength, it is actually not difficult to sneak into the Holy City secretly.
However, he did not do this. He decided to stay and prepared to contact Cang Hongshen to discuss strategies against the enemy.
Now that he is hiding, he is a trump card. At the critical moment, he can hope to reverse the outcome of this war.
Thinking of this, Mu Feng was not in a hurry to leave Lingcheng, but quietly hid in Lingcheng, and found a dilapidated temple on the outskirts to live in. At the same time, he took out the communication jade slip and passed the news to