In the fog, the sound of the horn was faintly heard.
The sound of heavy horses' hooves gradually approached, seeping out thick fog and transmitting to the mountains and forests.
The army moved slowly in the thick fog, its iron armor emitting a cold light, and it was also blurred by the mist.
The monks' steps were calm and orderly, and the sound of iron blood and dirt rubbing against each other echoed in the mist. The war horse bowed its head and moved forward, snorting white gas, like a phantom through the thick fog.
The five armies echoed each other, marching through the mountains like a slow and heavy giant snake, meandering through the mist.
The thick fog gradually dissipated in the afternoon.
The marching speed of the whole army has also increased.
When the sun set in the west, with Sun Gan's order, the whole army slowly stopped, occupied their respective territories, and began to set up camp.
Tomorrow, at dawn, the army will set out again.
After two days of marching, the gap between the armies gradually widened.
In the main general's tent, Sun Gan looked at the map, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He stretched out his finger and pointed to the sign marked with the Three Generals Camp, and asked the people in the tent: "What's going on with the Three Generals Camp? Why is the march so slow? It is ten miles behind the Red Flower Camp!"
The deputy general said: "I report to my lord, the march of the three generals battalion strictly exercises the one-word long snake formation, making it difficult for the whole army to speed up. Monks often walk for half an hour, not only to stop and rest, but also to replenish their mana and physical strength."
Sun Qian stared: "What the hell are Liu Er and his gang doing? You haven't even reached the front line, so you act like this? Delaying the trip, are they afraid of going to the front line?"
Another adjutant general scoffed: "They preached that marching was a subsence of training."
"The key is that their march like this is also in line with military law, and we can't control them on this matter."
"In my opinion, this group of people is as timid as mice, and it can be seen from the fact that they avoided the responsibility of pioneering when they set out."
"The so-called three generals Liu Er, Guan Hong, and Zhang Hei are all third-rate golden elixirs and are not well known."
"The reason why I came to participate in the war was to fight the autumn wind and take advantage, how could I serve the country and the people like me!"
Sun Gan looked at the deputy general and was very dissatisfied: "I entrusted the matter of marching to you, didn't you order the three generals' battalion to speed up halfway?"
The deputy general smiled bitterly: "My lord, I have sent messengers to urge many times, but the three generals' battalion still goes its own way."
"In a hurry, they also gave us a proverb poem, saying that it was obtained by their military advisor and sacrificial wine, and asked me to be careful!"
"Oh? Proverbs and poems?" Sun Gan's expression was slightly stagnant, and then his eyebrows trembled, and he asked in detail, "How is poetry written?"
The adjutant general responded: "The horse's hooves step on the fallen flowers, and the wind rises and the shadow sinks into the sand. Who can keep the moon bright, and who will bury the smoke?"
Sun Gan frowned slightly, and pondered carefully: "This poem is ominous, who wrote it?"
Adjutant General: "He is a young foundation building monk surnamed Ning Mingzhuo, a native of Nandou Kingdom."
Sun Gan's brows immediately relaxed: "It's just building a foundation, a young man, or a monk from another country, hehe. The three generals firmly believe in the fortune-telling of these people, how ridiculous!"
"Pass on my military order!"
"Liu Er of the Three Generals Camp believed the rumors, delayed the military plane, and punished him with sixty boards, leaving it until the army arrived in Mulun Town before implementing it."
The messenger immediately received the military order, took the message, and ran out.
Sun Gan lowered his head and continued to study the military map.
He frowned again: "The location of the Red Flower Camp is also a bit wrong, what's going on?"
The adjutant said: "My lord, it is said that General Mulan also believed in this proverb, so he has been organizing flowing water battle formations during the march to prevent accidents."
"That's right......" Sun Gan murmured, secretly shocked.
Although the flowing water formation also has the blessing of marching, it is extremely difficult to support it for a long time.
Comparing the three generals' camps, you can see it.
But the Red Flower Battalion persisted for so long, and marched with battle formations, and the overall progress was able to keep up with the large army.
"The Red Flower Camp is well-trained, almost comparable to my Golden Halberd Army!"
"Although this general's mansion has declined, there is still a foundation in the army, and the veterans and backbones left behind by Yu are no small matter."
Sun Gan was a veteran in the army and immediately realized this, but he still said verbally: "Did Mulan believe the proverbs and poems made by the child?"
"Hehe, after all, it's my daughter's family, with long hair and short knowledge! There is no successor to the general's mansion."
The adjutant quickly smiled and echoed.
Sun Gan thought to himself: "Mulan covers the prestige of the general, this seems to be a good opportunity to make her lose her face."
"General Mu's prestige in the army is very high, and the only way to do this is to weaken it step by step until it reaches an extremely low level."
"In this way, if we want to seek the position of general, we can justify it, naturally."
Sun Gan is the commander of the Forbidden Army, and his high position is true, but how can the commander of the Forbidden Army have the position of general!
There are only three generals in the entire two-bet junior high school.
As General Mu was bedridden all year round, his general's mansion had become a fat that others coveted.
This time, according to common sense, it should not be the Mu family that went to the army. But with the tacit understanding of many people, General Mu was elected to go on an expedition.
Mulan joined the army on behalf of her father, and the situation was grim, because she faced not only the enemy, but also her own people's covetousness!
Thinking of this, Sun Gan immediately ordered: "If you stop and go like this, when will you arrive at Mulun Town to join the marshal?"
"It's too slow!"
"Give the order, from tomorrow, march quickly!"
Thousand Peaks Forest.
Araki Peak.
This Tianzhu giant tree is steep and desolate. The whole mountain was covered with dead wood, and the branches twisted like a strange skeleton, stretching densely.
The dead wood forest stands tall, with deep roots and withered leaves, as if cursed, walking in it makes people feel depressed.
In addition to dead wood, there are wild grasses and night vines. They are tightly wrapped around rocks and trees, swaying in the wind.
The sun is often harsh during the day and unusually cold at night.
There were no signs of life except for dry grass and wood.
The Mo Yuan Cave Master took the three infant cave masters, invisibly hidden, and set foot on the top of Arangmu Peak.
There were already people waiting here.
There are quite a few people.
These monks were generally tall, dressed revealing and tight, with a very primitive beauty.
It was recognizable at a glance that these people were all barbarian monks.
"The human race is here." The first person to sense the approach of the Moyuan Cave Master and others was a barbarian blind man.
The barbarian was blindfolded with a black cloth, his face was resolute, his bones were deep, his upper body was bare, and there was a blood totem on his skin. The lower body is a pair of animal skin pants, and the hem is tightened with a belt for easy movement.
He was carrying two huge scimitars on his back, and the blades were very exaggeratedly curved, like moonstrings. Although it was sheathed, there were still wisps of cold moonlight, flowing out.
Cangyue tribe, Di killed!
Next to Di Kill, there was a primordial infant-level monk of the same clan.
He has blue hair, is tall and thin, has strong muscles and well-defined muscles. His skin was as pale as dead ice, and his forehead and cheeks had dewclaw patterns symbolizing the tribe.
He was carrying a huge mace on his back, and the edges of his eyes were bloodshot.
Cangyue tribe, solitary tooth!
The solitary tooth fluttered on the nose, sniffed, and opened its mouth, revealing its jagged white teeth: "Well, I smelled a smell of blood, very stale, with a foul smell, there must be a blood shadow child from the Six-Cave Sect."
The solitary tooth also has the cultivation level of the primordial infant.
The blood shadow immediately snorted coldly, he had fought with the solitary tooth more than once.
He immediately appeared in shape, and his murderous intent was revealed: "Old wolf, if you don't break through the god transformation period, your lifespan will be almost over, right? Aren't you afraid that I will patronize your family after your death?"
"Back then, I will definitely avenge you who hunted me down."
As a result, Guya said indifferently: "You go and kill them, they will die at your hands, and that is also their life."
The blood shadow showed a vicious look: "I forgot to tell you that I will not only kill them, but also pull out their souls and burn them in the sunlight until they die."
Guya suddenly showed anger: "What a gush! Blood Shadow Child, I will definitely visit your cave before my life ends and take you down."
The Cangyue tribe believes in the ancient god of the Cangyue, and dying in the sun is regarded as a blasphemous act, and after death, the soul will no longer ascend to the Cangyue and will not be accepted by the Cangyue Ancient God.
The threat of the blood shadow touched the reverse scale of the solitary tooth, making the latter angry.
"Hehehe, what kind of man is it to fight? Beat! Hurry up!" An old barbarian woman was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so she scolded beside her, her voice as sharp as a crow.
She wore a cloak woven from turquoise vines, on which dense animal bones and bird feathers hung. Ancient talismans flashed on animal bones and bird feathers from time to time.
Her skin was like tree bark, deeply wrinkled, and very vicissitudes.
Her eyes flashed with bursts of green light, feeling permeable.
And her hands were as old as dead wood, and her fingertips grew like curved vines.
Ancient Teng Tribe, Yuanying Monk, Biteng Doctor!
Standing beside her stood her husband, the Golden Pill Level Cangteng King.
The Cangteng King was wearing ancient vine armor, his face was rough, he looked middle-aged, his white beard and long hair were messy, and his eyebrows were full of wildness.
He carried a huge black bow on his back. The bow curves naturally and is not wound.
The Cangteng King stood behind Biteng Doctor and said nothing.
The Mo Yuan Cave Master and the others appeared in shape, gesturing with their eyes and nodding slightly.
Responding to him were three monks from the Hundred Poisons tribe.
The leader is the poisonous belly high priest Tu Ming, who is at the primordial infant level, and the primordial infant level.
On his left and right, there were two Jindan monks, namely the Rotten Poison General and the Poisonous Man Ulan.
The solitary fang and the blood shadow were very undealt with, and continued to quarrel, their voices getting louder and louder, and their anger getting louder and louder.
Seeing that both sides were about to take action, neither Di Kill of the Cangyue Tribe nor Lu Hongtu, the owner of the Moyuan Cave, showed no sign of stopping.
Not at all.
In the area of Qianfeng Forest, taking the initiative to ease is often regarded as weak.
You must show a tough stance to earn each other's respect!
But the battle between the solitary tooth and the blood shadow still didn't start in the end.
It was an old man who stopped them.
He was rickety, his face was thin, his appearance was ordinary, his skin was mottled, and his eyes were dim and dull, as if he was about to leave.
He holds a simple crutch all year round, with ginseng whiskers and dragon patterns carved on the tip of the cane, and the body of the cane vaguely exudes a deep aura.
Seeing the old man appear, the human monks and barbarian monks who were the main ones of Mo Yuan took the initiative to salute and honored: "Master Long."
This "Long Ye" is also a primordial infant monk, with a special status, he is the temple priest of the main temple of the Dragon King Temple, representing the existence of the god level - the Dragon King of the Beard!
"Hehehe." Long Ye showed a kind smile, "Two juniors, stop fighting, isn't it okay to keep your strength to kill the enemy?"
"Yes, Master Long." Although Guya is old, in terms of age, he is not worth a fraction of Longye's at all.
The Blood Shadow Cave Master looked even more obedient: "I listen to you, Long Ye!"
Master Long smiled, glanced around, then paused on the body of Lu Hongtu, the master of Moyuan Cave, and praised: "The big cave master personally went out and invited many infant monks to help, which is a great contribution. After this battle, there will be a reward."
Lu Hongtu immediately smiled: "My Six Cave Sect lives in Qianfeng Forest, so naturally I want to go all out to defend my homeland and resist the enemy. Lord Dragon King God rewards and punishes fairly, and we will definitely win this battle!"
Long Ye smiled and nodded: "This is natural."
"Xiaofeng, Ah Gui, come out and tell everyone the information you inquired about."
At the next moment, two Jindan level monks fell from the sky and fell behind Long Ye.
A demon cultivator, with a human eagle head, is called Chen Lingfeng. He was originally a member of the monster beast group of Fengzhu Peak, and was born with talent, and was favored by the Dragon King of the Beard, who trained him to become a demon cultivator.
One person cultivated, named Wu Hen.
He was slender and pale, like a walking corpse.
His long hair was as black as ink, fluffy and disheveled, and the edges of his hair swayed gently in the air with shadows.
His eyes were sunken, and his eye sockets were covered with black blood, which was particularly gloomy.
He was wearing a black robe, the corners of the robe mopped the floor, the surface was dilapidated, and he seemed to have experienced countless life and death trials.
And on the edge of the corner of the robe touching the ground, the black shadow twisted strangely, making people feel quite uncomfortable.
Long Ye said: "Tell everyone about the military situation you have investigated."
Wu Hen was silent, and the demon cultivator Chen Lingfeng said: "I have been hiding high in the sky these days, overlooking the mountains, always staring at the march of the two national rear armies."
"On the mountains, they are divided into five armies, echoing back and forth."
"The barbarian demon camp at the head, followed by the White Jade Camp, the Golden Halberd Army in the middle, followed by the Red Flower Camp, and finally the Three Generals Battalion......"
Chen Lingfeng then described in detail the dynamics of the whole army.
After listening to the introduction, the monks' expressions relaxed a little.
"Although Sun Gan was the commander of the Forbidden Army, he did not go into battle often, and when he was in the rear, he felt safe and marched quickly. Hehehe." The scorpion cave master smiled coquettishly, and the murderous intent spread out.
Gu Fang stretched out his bright red tongue, licked his teeth, and showed a bloodthirsty expression: "The enemy is stupid, this is our fighter."
Lu Hongtu, the master of Moyuan Cave, put his hands on his back and pondered: "Although this is the case, there are also differences between the five armies. In my opinion, we should ambush the Golden Halberd Army with all our might and cut off this army from the middle."
"The Pioneer Barbarian Demon Camp is the key to breaking the game. Although this army has a large number of people, they are all demon cultivators and barbarians, even if they practice the battle formation hard, their own composition is mixed, and it is quite difficult to command. In addition, Xu Dali is not a wise general, once it becomes chaotic, it will be difficult for him to organize resistance."
"Once the barbarian demon camp is defeated, we don't have to kill them all, we just drive them away."
"Use them to attack the White Jade Camp. The commander of the White Jade Camp is both pure and noble, and his record is sparse, so he is likely to react inadequately and respond inappropriately. Once the position of the White Jade Camp is also disrupted, we can continue to cover and kill and let the army directly attack the Golden Halberd Army!"
"Although the Golden Halberd Army is strong, it is sparsely numerous, and if it wants to stand firm, it must kill its own soldiers.
"Once we seize this flaw, we will be able to succeed in one battle and annihilate them all, which is very likely."
Lu Hongtu smiled and said in a stern tone: "As for the Red Flower Camp and the Three Generals Camp, it doesn't matter."
"Judging from intelligence, these two armies are heavily guarded and march in battle formation. Even if we ambush, it will be difficult to be effective and easy to be dragged back."
"Once the ambush is launched, our advantage decreases by 10% for every moment of delay."
"The most important thing is that these two armies are weak, and the generals are only golden elixirs, even if they are completely annihilated, it is difficult to compare with the results of killing and killing the Golden Halberd Army!"
The cultivators were silent.
After a while, Master Long smiled and said: "As expected of the big cave master of the Six Cave Sect, this plan is good."
Di Zhi of the Cangyue tribe suddenly said: "Isn't there still a Fire Cloud Camp?"
Chen Lingfeng said: "This army has not been deployed, thinking about it, Canglin Immortal City is the big rear of the two Zhu Kingdoms this time, and it also needs troops to garrison."
The Demon Heart Cave Master pondered: "It's a bit strange."
"Commander Sun Gan ordered a rapid march, why did the last two armies march in battle formations and be so heavily guarded?"
This time, Wu Hen spoke: "There is a proverb poem......"
His voice was very strange and unpleasant, like his fingertips rubbing sharply against glass.
Under his introduction, the cultivators immediately learned about Ning Zhuo's poems.
The horse's hooves step on the flowers, and the wind rises and the shadows sink into the sand. Who can keep the moon bright, and who will bury the smoke?
"This poem seems to have budgeted for our ambush this time?!" Everyone was shocked.
"Is the country of Liangzhu so talented?"
"Who is this person, we must kill him to feel at ease!"
Wu Hen said: "This person's name is Ning Zhuo, but he is not from Liangzhu Country, and he is from the Ning family of Nandou Kingdom."
"Nandou Kingdom has the Ning family?"
"I've never heard of ......"
"I have only heard of the Meng family and the Su family."
Wu Hen said again: "The Ning family is from the Beifeng Kingdom, they migrated all the way in the past, passed through the two Zhu countries, and finally merged into the Nandou Kingdom, and now live in Huosheng Mountain."
"The reason why Ning Zhuo joined the army was that the Ning family had a grudge with the Liudong Sect. This time coincided with the start of the war, and he wanted to take revenge."
Everyone looked at the Six Cave Sect.
"Ning family?" The Mo Yuan Cave Master sighed in his heart, he recalled and glanced at the Demon Heart Cave Master beside him.
The Demon Heart Cave Master coughed.
The Ning family once had a primordial infant-level monk, and had trade dealings with the Six Cave Sect, and had a good friendship.
The Ning family migrated, and the Moyuan Cave Master originally intended to help, but the Demon Heart Cave Master and others had crooked intentions, taking advantage of Lu Hongtu's inattention to carry out conspiracies.
After all, you can't openly disobey the order of the big cave master.
As a result, the Ning family also had luck, lost most of their property, and finally got out of trouble.
"This is an old grudge." The Moyuan Cave Master smiled slightly, calmly and calmly, "The children of the Ning family, who have built a mere foundation, also dare to take revenge, and their courage is commendable. Okay, this poem is good, I have another plan!"
Long Ye: "Huh? The big cave master just said it."
The owner of Moyuan Cave said: "The battle formation is difficult to break, the key is the morale of the army. Once morale falls and the morale of the army is shaken, the power of the battle formation will definitely drop significantly."
"If this proverb poem is used well, it may be comparable to the combat power of the primordial infant level, and even more critical!"
"Presumably the enemy is already familiar with this proverb. At least from the posture of the march, the three generals and the red flower camp cannot run."
"In that case, we can take the opportunity to set up a game and attack according to this poem, bringing them huge casualties and spiritual shock!"
"The Red Flower Camp has General Mu's team, so let's not mention it. The three generals' camp has not been established for a long time, and the rabble is the weakest of the five armies!"
"At that time, we will cooperate with this poem and attack in turn, which will definitely make the military hearts of the three generals float.
Everyone was silent again.
After a while, Master Long clapped his hands and laughed lightly: "Okay, the plan to attack the heart, the plan will be planned, the big cave master is thinking exquisitely, I will act on this!"
All the cultivators had no objection, fled into the sky, and secretly left the Thousand Peaks Forest together.
Halfway through, they met several monks one after another, mainly Jindan and all signed divine decrees to participate in this ambush together.
Long Ye took the lead, moving forward secretly while arranging the dispatch for the cultivators.
The Moyuan Cave Master and others besieged the Golden Halberd Army, the barbarian monks attacked the barbarian demon camp, and several Jindan monks held back the Red Flower Camp and the Three Generals Camp.