No wonder Zhu Feng chose this birch forest. The cavalry rushed on the plains and their combat effectiveness was amazing, but once they entered the dense forest, their combat effectiveness was not as good as that of infantry.

This is why he chose this place.

Zhu Feng chose a small open space in the forest and made a simple canopy, which actually tied a piece of canvas to several trees around him and covered him above his head.

Then, another cushion was laid on the ground, and it was barely the place where they sat.

Nan Yan glanced at him, smiled and said softly to Zhu Feng: "The emperor is really not particular."

Zhu Feng glared at her.

"It's all about war, what else do you care about?"

"snort."

Nanyan remembered that when he was lying on the windowsill and eavesdropping on the lectures of Mr. Si Muyun and the others, he talked about some stories in history books. Some of the emperor's ceremonial guards traveling for thousands of miles. If he was an emperor personally, he would not go out without hundreds of thousands of people.

When it comes to the battlefield, there are also various pomp, and all the golden chariots and jade chariots are enough.

But when I arrived at Zhu Feng, I couldn't tell that it was the emperor's ceremonial guard, even the style of some ranks of officials was not just like this.

It’s not expensive if I follow him, the “Niu Concubine”.

Thinking of this, Nan Yan was not pretentious and sat down.

At this time, Zhu Feng naturally didn't care how she was complaining about herself in her heart, and just stood in front of her with her hands behind her back. Although it was already noon, the sky was still not bright, even with the scorching sun, it was impossible to see what happened so far away.

At this moment, the leaves around began to tremble slightly.

However, there is no wind at all.

After a while, everyone seemed to understand that the ground was shaking slightly.

Moreover, not only the ground, but also the Yulian River, which is not far from them, the river water also stirred slightly, and occasionally hit the smooth sand and gravel on the river bank.

As soon as he felt this, Zhu Feng's gaze immediately became sharper.

He turned his head and whispered a few words to the personal soldiers beside him. Several of the personal soldiers immediately turned over and rushed forward from several directions.

Nan Yan also hurriedly got up and walked to him: "Your Majesty, this is it."

"They set out."

Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "The people of Arislan have set out."

Nanyan took a deep breath.

It seems that he must have sent a lot of people, otherwise he would not have such a shocking feeling. Based on his previous experience of following Zhu Feng on patrols, Nan Yan roughly estimated that there would be at least tens of thousands of people.

So he whispered: "There are tens of thousands of people."

Zhu Feng glanced at her.

He said: "At least one hundred thousand."

"Where are Monk's side?"

"From that day, the people in his camp, and those I brought over, at least 150,000."

Nanyan took a breath of air conditioning.

What kind of scene would it be if more than 200,000 cavalry fighting on the grassland?

No wonder the ground was trembling.

Nan Yan did not sit back, but continued to stand behind Zhu Feng, and looked side by side with him at the Yulian River surface that was gradually rising in front of him. Because of the dark sky, the Yulian River no longer looked like a Yulian winding on the grassland, but instead was like a long gray silk, wrapped around and slowly flowing into the distance.

Time passes slowly like the river.

I don’t know how long it took, the wind blew.

Although Zhu Feng brought many people in this birch forest, all of them stood in their respective positions, not even breathing and coughing, and could only hear the sound of horses neighing. At this time, the leaves on the tree were blown rustling, constantly slapping on the swaying branches.

The entire forest seemed to be trembling slightly.

The Yulian River not far away was a little more violent than the excitement brought by the tremor just now, and it hit the river bank one by one. It could even feel that the wind was mixed with a few drops of water hitting people's faces.

Nanyan was blown away.

Although Zhu Feng stood in front of her, he was quick-witted and held her with one hand.

He said in a deep voice: "Go and sit down. It's going to rain soon."

Nan Yan was not obedient, but looked at the wind around him passing by, and even the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled into the sky.

The wind whistled through the forest, and the whimpering sound seemed like a tiger roaring lowly not far away.

The ground was trembling even more violently.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly turned white. Before Nan Yan could react, he heard a muffled sound from his head, rolling from the clouds.

She couldn't help but hold Zhu Feng's arm with her backhand and whispered: "Master, is this thunder sound?"

Zhu Feng glanced at her.

He said quietly: "It's thunder."

“…”

"It's also a drum sound."

Nan Yan opened his eyes wide and almost pricked his ears to listen, but he could only hear the whistling of the wind, but there seemed to be a muffled sound like thunder and earth shaking.

Is it a drum sound?

In other words, the attack is now about to begin.

Even though he knew that he could not see that far away, Nanyan subconsciously tiptoed and stretched his neck to look into the distance. At this moment, another white lightning flashed in front of his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a muffled thunder roared overhead.

And the wind was filled with a muffled sound that was more amazing than the thunder.

Zhu Feng took a deep breath and said, "The attack has begun."

After saying this, another gust of wind was pouring out a gust of water and rushing towards him. Nan Yan only looked at the sudden gray and black ball in front of him. In an instant, the entire birch forest was swallowed by the gray and black ball, and the raindrops as big as beans were smashed down.

Several personal soldiers around him immediately stepped forward.

"Emperor, Empress, come here to shelter from the rain first."

Zhu Feng nodded and stretched out his hand. His wide palm covered Nan Yan's head. He said to her who was still a little dazed, "Go and sit down first."

"……oh oh."

Nan Yan was a little confused, but he nodded immediately and followed him to the canopy over there and sat down.

The rain is getting stronger and stronger.

They sat under the canopy and could almost feel the force of raindrops hitting the canvas. The crackling sound suddenly filled the entire forest. The leaves around them that were originally blown by the wind were immediately wilted and soon soaked in the rain and drooped.

Even the surrounding fruit and dew land was quickly hit by raindrops and small pits one by one.

For some reason, Nanyan listened to the sound of rain in the wind, but it seemed that there were more sharp sounds mixed in it.

Like the sound of swords and swords fighting.

It is sharp and harsh, as if it is about to pierce the eardrums of a person.

She couldn't help but frown.
Chapter completed!