In the early morning, there was a fog on the snowy sky pond.

In the big tent, Wu Zhi and Mu Qi were frowning. The camp on the snowy sky pond had just been established and it was in a mess. There was nothing to do at the moment, it was too difficult.

"Armor, weapons, food, supplies, and supplies are all our shortages."

Mu Zuo said in a deep voice: "The supplies brought from the Invincible Quan Sect will not last long. Once this batch of food is finished, we can only hunt around the snowy Tianchi Lake, but it is not a long-term solution after all."

“More important…”

Shu Zhi said: "There is a lack of war horses. When I led 20,000 human cavalry to expedition to the Eastern Frontier, killing the demons and losing their armor, we suffered extremely small losses. Why? Because the human cavalry is born to restrain the demons and the demons and does not have cavalry, they will never catch up with the human cavalry in terms of speed. Once we have a large-scale cavalry, we can take the initiative in the war. Fight when we want to fight and fight where we want to fight. These are all decided by us. Therefore, the most urgent thing is that we need two thousand war horses, which is more necessary than ever."

"War horses have always been in short supply."

Mu Zu frowned and said, "The Northern Territory is a bitter and cold place. The main source of war horses is wild horses. But now it is the cold winter. The wild horse herd has long migrated south from the wild forests in the West. Moreover, even if there are wild horse herds, we have no horse trainers. Currently, the army is full of martial artists who practice boxing and men who do not have horse traps."

This is tricky.

Lin Zhao pondered silently, and after a while, he said, "There is no other way. The snowy Tianchi Lake is so poor that it is jingling. The Fusu Great Wall is poor. Most of them are sword cultivators and martial artists. There must be few horses. If we want to get horses, we can only go south. At least when we reach Shanhaiguan, we may have sufficient resources for war horses."

"grown ups."

Shao Zhi was slightly stern: "What sir means is... to go to the territory of the Shang Dynasty to get a war horse?"

"It's not about making it, it's about buying it."

Lin Zhao said: "I have met Han Yetang, the commander of Shanhaiguan before. He is pretty good... Otherwise, Wuzhi, please come with me, let's go to Shanhaiguan, find that Han Yetang, and lobby her carefully. A dignified commander, not to mention anything else, 2,000 war horses should still be able to get it. You gave me so much gold money last time but it was useless, and this time it should be useful."

"Yes, sir, I understand."

Shi Zhi stood up and said, "Let's go now?"

"Yeah, let's go now."

...

A ray of sword light rose from the snowy sky pond. Feng Zhi took Lin Zhao to fly with his sword, and his sword was extremely stable under his feet. Lin Zhao sat near the scabbard, hugged his arms, and ran with him with him, and he had already started to get used to it. Now, sitting on a flying sword can make perfect.

The flying sword flew across the Tongjing Lake and headed straight to the Xijian River.

On the Sword Washing River, a goddess of Jiang Shen in golden armor looked up and saw her golden eyes clearly. The person sitting on the sword was my Xiao Zhao, and the one who was driving the flying sword was a one-armed woman, a sword cultivator at the eleventh level, with a strong sword energy. This sword cultivator at the eleventh level is a bit strong, and may be able to fight some weaker twelve realms.

Lin Xingchu's mouth was lightly raised. Who is this woman? She looks pretty and has a good figure. She is under the wind and sword. Her figure is concave and curved. Her long skirt outlines the curve of her buttocks. Xiao Zhao's vision is really good. Although this woman has one arm, she has a strong sword cultivation and is easy to raise. She is the successor of the Lin family.

So, the Empress Jiang Shen stepped on the riverside and walked leisurely on the river. Usually, the human sword cultivator would come down to salute when he flew over here. After all, Lin Xingchu, the only thirteenth realm mountain and river god in the human world, was placed there and could not be overruled. But this woman... Since she is Xiao Zhao's person, forget it, fly over and fly over, and the family will not speak two families.

...

Not long after, Wu Zhi flew over the Great Wall of Fusu. The people in the Great Wall of Fusu were so generous. The sword cultivator was no longer surprised. The great sword immortal Lin Wanhua was drinking tea in the mansion to warm up the sword intent. He just sensed the sharp sword intent. Lin Wanhua's mouth suddenly raised lightly. Did he not restrain his sword intent even when passing by Fusu Great Wall? This sword cultivator of the 11th realm of the Northern Region is really a bit rude, but it doesn't matter. What does it matter to me, Lin Wanhua, as long as he doesn't come to me to ask about the sword, otherwise what will she have to do with me even if she flies over the Great Wall of Fusu without wearing clothes?

Not long after, Wu Zhi arrived at Shanhaiguan with his sword and entered the human territory.

Shanhaiguan is unusual. There is a formation barrier in the air. All monks, martial artists and others who cross the border without authorization were intercepted. So Wu Zhi took Lin Zhao to the ground and stepped into the main gate of Shanhaiguan. Lin Zhao did not summon the mount. He walked side by side with Wu Zhi and arrived directly at the magnificent and majestic palace of the Hall Commander. He then clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Please help me report to Tianji City Sword Cultivator White Clothes, and ask to see Han Yetang Palace Commander!"

A sixth-level sword cultivator frowned. He recognized this sword cultivator in the lower fifth-level. Han Yetang once gave him a piece of Shanhaiguan Golden Order. This was already considered a distinguished guest of Shanhaiguan. The one-armed young woman he brought with him, and her strong sword intent, felt a little dazzling at a glance. If nothing unexpected happens, the woman has a sword heart, and it is extremely strong. Perhaps she has already cultivated her sword heart.

"Please wait!"

The guard went back and said, "The Palace Commander invites two of you."

"Thank you!"

Lin Zhao and Wu Zhi followed the guard and stepped straight into the Palace Commander's Mansion. The Palace Commander's Mansion was not big. After all, Shanhaiguan was a bitter and cold place. In the back garden, Han Yetang, who was half-armored, was having breakfast. Her breakfast was very simple, a plate of roast chicken, a plate of stir-frying dishes, a pot of fine wine, and a pile of white steamed buns. At this time, she grabbed a chicken leg and ate it deliciously.

"Sir, I'm here!"

"Oh, I got it."

Han Yetang stood up and wiped the greasy hands with a handkerchief. She was a little gentle and reserved. She pressed the hilt of the sword with her hand and smiled slightly, "White clothes, and this one..."

"Snowy Tianchi, Wuzhi, see the Palace Commander!"

Wu Zhi had one arm, so he could not perform the martial artist's fist ritual, but just bowed and nodded.

"Baizhi?"

Han Yetang was slightly stunned: "Who is the ten people on the top of the mountain?"

“Really.”

Wu Zhi nodded and said, "In the battle of the Snowy Tianchi, I survived from death and lived until today, which made the Palace Manager laugh."

"How about laughing!"

Han Yetang's eyes became a little softer, and he said, "Those who could kill monsters on the Snowy Tianchi Lake back then were the backbone of the human race. Han Yetang thanked the Sword Fairy for the people of the world."

Wu Zhi nodded and smiled.

Lin Zhao was a little embarrassed, as if he had nothing to do.

Han Yetang looked at Lin Zhao with beautiful eyes. In fact, she had previously suspected that the Lower Five-level Sword Cultivator was the reincarnation of that man. At this time, Wu Zhi's appearance only further proved this point. Wu Zhi's sword intent at the peak of the eleventh level is not fake. The only person who can make this peak of the eleventh level sword immortal respectfully is the snowy Tianchi Lin Baiyi.

Everyone is smart, and Han Yetang is too lazy to roam around.

She walked to Lin Zhao, raised her lips lightly and said, "My name is Han Yetang, a sword cultivator in the eleventh realm, is in charge of Shanhaiguan, the palace commander of the Zhuque Camp, my grandfather is Chen Wanli, the palace commander of the Cangnan Iron Cavalry, and the martial artist of the twelve realm!"

Lin Zhao raised his eyebrows lightly and clasped his fists at the young eleventh realm sword cultivator, saying, "My name is Lin Zhao, the lower fifth realm sword cultivator. Although Chen Wanli and Chen Laoshuai don't have the name of a master or a disciple, they have the reality of a master or a disciple. On the Snowy Tianchi Lake, he once taught me boxing techniques."

"knew……"

Han Yetang nodded: "White clothes in the snowy land, Tianchi Forest, how many people in the world know that you will come back to this world?"

Lin Zhao smiled: "The past has been cut off. Now I have been starting over. I don't need to mention the past."

"You can't mention it."

Han Yetang's eyes were soft: "But you are my grandfather's disciple, we are a family, and this matter cannot be avoided."

Lin Zhao was stunned and scratched his head: "Well, the relationship is indeed quite close."

Feng Zhi narrowed her beautiful eyes, but she didn't expect that things would go so smoothly. It seems that the war horse's problem should be no big problem.

...

In the snowy sky pool, the fog in the morning is extremely heavy.

On Jiuzhangyuan, two figures appeared, Bai Ye, who was in charge of the ninth military tent of the demon clan, and a woman wearing a black robe and extremely graceful figure, the military lieutenant Shi Jungang of the ninth military tent.

"Senior sister."

Bai Ye investigated the movements on the snowy Tianchi Lake and smiled and said, "The eleventh realm sword cultivator has left. Now there is only one Tianyuan realm martial artist and one Nine realm martial artist. If we rush over now, we might be able to kill them one by one."

"Is this aspiration to make contributions?"

Shi Jungang sneered: "Mr. Bai Ye, don't forget that many generals of the demon clan had a death ending because of their eagerness to make contributions. The commanders of the human race were not embroidered pillows, but were more elite. The Tianfu strategy set by the human race commander Lin Zhao at that time killed millions of elites in my demon clan. After a hundred years, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Do you want to repeat the same mistakes? "

"I dare not, I dare not!"

Bai Ye had a very good attitude and smiled and said, "Everything is what my senior sister says."

"Um."

Shi Jungang said: "Stay your mind and follow the steps we planned. The first step is to eliminate the exiled army led by Chu Yu, so that the army on the snowy Tianchi Lake can be isolated and helpless. Then the army goes up the mountain and fights to determine the world."

"yes!"

Bai Ye frowned: "But that Chu Yu is also a familiar martial arts, and she is extremely deceitful. She always stops whenever she goes to fight and leaves when she tastes a little sweetness. It may not be easy to let Chu Yu enter the trap we set."

"To deal with a person, you must first know where her weakness is."

Shi Jungang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Chu Yu has always claimed to be Chu Shuai. It is said that she is Chu Huaixi's adopted daughter. In her mind, Chu Huaixi is a unique existence in the world. I read the records of the demon clan about that war and found that Chu Huaixi was buried on Jiuzhangyuan after he died in battle. That's right, it's under our feet."
Chapter completed!