A letter from Xuanyuan Longli made Zhao Xiong fall into deep anxiety. No matter how his assistants tried to persuade him, it was Xuanyuan Longli's conspiracy and a deliberate provocation that made Zhao Xiong unable to think normally. However, Zhao Xiong became increasingly vigilant.
It was getting heavier and heavier, so I lay down in front of the desk again, spread out the map and applied for insurance, and studied the tactical loopholes thoughtfully.
Zhao Xiong did not believe that Xuanyuan Longli would send a letter without any reason. There must be something wrong in it. It was probably because Xuanyuan Longli had complete assurance that he could put the Northern Alliance to death.
He firmly believes, firmly believes...
The assistants firmly believe that this is Xuanyuan Longli's trick, which is to deliberately interfere with Zhao Xiong's thinking, make Zhao Xiong fall into anxiety and tension, and make the already exhausted old Imperial Master work day and night, always on guard, and always in trouble.
Be careful not to let go of your hands and feet.
On December 1st, late at night on the second day after the Thomas Feyson United Empire made its public announcement, which was also the night when Zhao Xiong received the death letter, the Central Plains Alliance seemed to be preparing for war, with no signs of withdrawal. All parties involved
They are all paying close attention and silently waiting for the situation to develop.
But compared to the silence and tension in the northern battlefield, the thirteen armies of the United Empire are trekking long distances, running at full speed in the darkness and mountains. Each army is equipped with tens of thousands of warlock troops, building bridges when encountering rivers, cutting off forests to clear roads, and
Secretly create interference fog to ensure the smooth conduct of cover operations.
Burn the forest!
A vast forest that stretches across the mountains and valleys of the northern continent, it is famous for its dark red vegetation and strong fire energy.
The Fifth Army of the Thomas Feyson United Empire is moving quickly in the dark forest. The huge army is like a long winding dragon, spectacular and majestic.
The military establishment of the United Empire is named numerically, from the First Army to the Twentieth Army, and is comprehensively named according to importance, military combat effectiveness, and war achievements.
Those in the top five are all aces among aces, and they are the well-deserved nightmares of various kingdoms in the Northeast Continent. The Fifth Army here is equally famous. It once independently conquered a kingdom and broke into the royal capital.
"Hurry up, hurry up, speed up, whoever is dragging his feet, I will chop him up with military law!"
"Don't you usually shout to rush out of the Northeast Continent and conquer the Central Plains? The opportunity has come! I'm holding back my pride. Whoever dares to embarrass me will never want to return to the United Empire!"
"Everyone, work harder. We must break out of the Burning Forest tonight and transfer to the Ten Thousand Peaks Mountains as planned."
"Cheer up, come here an hour earlier, let's rest for an extra hour! Recharge your batteries before you go into battle to kill the enemy. Not for yourself, but also for the empire, not for your face, but also for the army, this
This is the first time that our Thomas Feyson United Empire has left the Northeast Continent. The whole Central Plains and even the whole world are looking at us. If we lose face this time, the Thomas Feyson United Empire will forever be branded as a 'weak country'
name."
"Hurry, hurry, it's really quick!"
The army was like a rushing torrent, striding forward in the dark forest, and crowded forward in the chaotic forest. Some captains shouted neat and low slogans, some waved their whips and shouted reprimands, and some captains continued to encourage them.
.
The warlock troops were clearing the way at the front, and many martial masters and half-saints were also taking care of them, moving mountains, moving away ancient trees, etc. They were very busy, trying to make the team rush in as smoothly as possible and reduce the number of troops crossing the mountain.
Ling's hard work saves energy and speeds up.
"How are the progress of the other armies?" The commander of the fifth army is a burly and majestic golden-armored giant named Yeyunshan. He is riding a Ziyun Tiger with a semi-sacred realm, marching in the mid-air in front of the team. Busy.
His eyes were like lightning, alert in the darkness.
"I received news in the afternoon that the First Army was six hours ahead of the original plan, and is now far ahead. They have the tower master of Xuanhuang Tower personally assisting them, and the leader of the Golden Silk Kingdom is personally in charge. It is reasonable for them to go faster.
The Ninth Army was three hours ahead of schedule, and they were good at mountain warfare.
The situation in other group armies is basically similar, they are basically stuck within the time limit of the original plan. We are slightly ahead, but the advantage is not big."
This is not only a long-distance attack, but also a struggle and competition between the twelve major armies.
In recent years, the battlefield in the Central Plains has been in full swing, but they were the only ones who stayed quiet in the Northeast Continent and never participated. They were confident that they would never be weak, and they clamored to join the war many times. Now the opportunity finally came, and every group army was weak.
Work hard to perform better.
Marching speed is the first battle between them.
"Speed up, we must rush out of the Burning Forest before dawn." The sound of Yeyun Mountain is like a bell, and the momentum is heroic, and he is very confident in his team.
However, not long after, the warlock team leading the way was in chaos, and there was also obvious commotion in the team galloping at the front.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Ye Yunshan shouted.
"I don't know." The lieutenants looked up one after another, but in the darkness there were dense forests and they couldn't see the situation.
Soon after, a military general from the front rushed over quickly, dragging two local hunters behind him who were responsible for guiding their activities.
"General, there is a mountain range ahead."
"What?? What do you mean too much!"
The two hunters said in fear: "We hunt and collect herbs here all the year round, and we know the terrain of this forest very well. After turning through the canyon in front, there should be a river valley in front of us, but now... the river valley is gone, and there is a fog.
The misty mountains can’t be seen beyond the horizon.”
"Fart! If you dare to deceive the morale of the army, you will be killed without mercy!" the lieutenants shouted angrily.
"General, it's absolutely true. Even if you give us ten thousand courages, we wouldn't dare to deceive the generals." The two hunters knelt on the ground and trembled.
The returning one also said solemnly: "General, there is something really weird there. The people who went in never came out again. We threw in a hundred saber-toothed tigers, and they all disappeared. By the way, there are four words engraved on a peak on the edge -
—Sansheng Mountains."
"Sansheng Mountain Range?" Ye Yunshan frowned and looked at the two hunters again.
"We really don't know what's going on. General, please spare your life."
Ye Yunshan ordered: "Let the troops camp on the spot, be vigilant, and then send all the scouts out to check the nearby mountains. If there is any problem, immediately alert."
"Yes!" The lieutenants all dispersed and rushed to the rear troops. The million-level troops stretched tens of thousands of meters, like a giant ancient dragon, nestled deep in the dark red forest, full of murderous intent, and issuing orders and prohibitions.
Ye Yunshan rushed to the front with the escort team. Passing through the canyon, it was like suddenly walking into a mysterious fairyland. The fog ahead was thick, as if God had covered the shy mountains with layers of gauze. The mountains were in the fog.
It's ups and downs, and you can't see the specific situation clearly, but it's definitely not dark red inside, but as beautiful as green mountains and clear water.
The overall tone of the mountains in front is completely different from that of the burning forest. Judging from the traces on the edges, it really seems to have appeared out of thin air. There are rubbles and scattered trees in many places.
Yeyun Mountain soars more than a thousand meters into the sky. Looking at the distant mountains, the foggy area in the darkness seems to stretch endlessly, and the edge cannot be seen at all.
At this time, a general exclaimed: "The fog seems to be spreading."
"You guys wait here, I'll go in and take a look." Ye Yunshan frowned, picked up the giant sword and was about to go in.
The vanguard captain quickly stopped him: "Legion Commander, you must not do it! Elder Xuan Qing from Xuanhuang Tower entered immediately. He is a warlock in the semi-sacred realm. You know his strength very well. But after entering, there was no news, not even any movement.
."
"A mountain stopped us? Get out of the way. How could I, the majestic commander of the Fifth Army, be blocked by a mountain?" Ye Yunshan was in a hurry and his temper was a little anxious.
The chief of staff stepped forward and said: "Legion commander, don't worry, mountains cannot appear out of thin air."
"Could it be that the Central Plains Alliance moved here? Huh! That's ridiculous! Can they predict the future? Our actions are classified. They have a hundred pairs of eyes and they can't find it. They are all waiting outside. I'll go in and take a look. If something goes wrong, I'll
Immediately send a warning, you attack from the outside in!"
Ye Yunshan wasn't just asking for help. He was really in a hurry. He couldn't just stare at a group of people here. Besides, he went in to explore the situation. If he made any mistake, he would immediately attack him.
Everyone had no choice but to stay where they were, watching the thin and mysterious fog swallow up their legion commander.
But not long after he entered, a slight cracking sound came from a peak on the left front, waking everyone up. The sparse gravel on the peak rolled down, revealing bloody fonts, as if there was a strong hand writing on the peak.
The word - the vicious grave of hell!
The mountain on the left is the tomb of hell.
The peak on the right is the Sansheng Mountains.
"Hiss!" Tens of thousands of pioneers and warlocks gasped, as if the air suddenly became a few degrees colder, and they felt an inexplicable sense of panic and fear.