Early in the morning.

The east was covered in white. Until this time, Lin Zhao led the snowy legion to completely penetrate the forces of the three tents of the demon clan. The thirteenth realm dragon under his feet had endured many demon clans' attacks at the top five realms and the middle five realms were covered with scars and almost dying. Lin Zhao put it in his sleeve and ordered a good rest. Xiaoke repeatedly thanked the little master for his kindness for mercy.

Going further forward, the hills were filled with archers from the Rock Army.

"Brothers who shoot arrows to kill demons and cover the Snow Legion!"

Someone shouted on the mountain, and immediately, arrows fell like rain on the hills, shooting over a group of demon soldiers who were chasing the snow-capped cavalry. In addition, there were already soldiers of the Panshi Army holding spears and shields coming out to respond. At this moment, Lin Zhao finally felt relieved and led everyone into the Panshi Army's garrison. There was no way, the cavalry was most afraid of continuous combat, and the physical strength of both people and war horses would be unsustainable. In Lin Zhao's idea, he was to use the Panshi Army's garrison as the foundation and constantly attack and supply to disrupt the offensive of the demon clan in this way.

However, this round of fierce attack by the Snowland Legion did cause heavy losses to the demon clan, and even forced Shi Jungang to draw the fifth military tent back, and used all the troops from the five military tents to encircle the 30,000 cavalry in the Snowland Tianchi.

...

In the mountains and forests, countless snow-covered cavalrymen were dismounted and rested, eating dry food by themselves while feeding horses. The Panshi Army was too busy to take care of themselves, and no one cared about these snow-covered cavalrymen. However, it was seen that the wounded soldiers of the Panshi Army were constantly coming from the east, which was very tragic. Some were cut off their hands and feet, while others were trampled on by war horses and were seriously injured.

Lin Zhao frowned and sat on the stones in the forest with Mu Ju, Chen Ben, Xu Sheng and other martial artists. He took out a piece of cake baked by winter pan from the package and bit it bite it, which was particularly tasteless.

Mu Qi's fists were covered with blood and many scars on his body. Chen Feng was not much better. The battle was too fierce. The veteran Xu Sheng was the worst injured. He was hit by two arrows in his chest, and one of them almost penetrated the heart, which was very dangerous. At the same time, a middle-five-level cultivator from the demon clan was pierced with a spear on his left arm. Now it has been bandaged, and the white gauze is covered with blood.

"grown ups."

Chu Yu bandaged a sword wound on his wrist with one hand, biting one end of the gauze with his mouth, and tightened the other hand. She frowned and sat beside Lin Zhao, saying: "The battalions have counted it. As of now, more than 6,500 people have been lost. In addition, many people have been seriously injured, so it is difficult to fight again."

"so much?"

Lin Zhao frowned.

"Um."

Chu Yu nodded and said softly: "There are probably no more than 20,000 people who can still fight now."

"Ship Lin, what should I do next?" asked the veteran general Xu Sheng.

"east."

Lin Zhao took a deep breath and said, "You have also seen that although the offensive of the Demon Clan is fierce, the defense line on the west side of the Panshi Army is still stable, and it is almost defended to death. The Demon Clan cannot do anything for a moment. What's more, the demon Clan has suffered a lot after being attacked by us all night. The biggest threat now comes from the east. The attack of the 200,000 Iron Cavalry of the Demon Clan will definitely not be able to withstand the attack of the Panshi Army. If we don't go to help, the eastern defense line on the Panshi Army is likely to be penetrated at any time."

Chu Yu bit her red lips and said, "But our situation is not good now. Give me more time to rest?"

"Um."

Lin Zhao looked at the sky and said, "Let everyone rest quickly, set off at dawn, go east to meet the demon cavalry, and let everyone prepare their bows and crossbows."

"yes!"

...

"Lin Zhao."

Not long after, a figure came with several ten thousand men. It was Lin Ruo who heard the news. Lin Ruo's fists were stained with blood. It was obvious that he had fought with the demon cavalry in person. His expression was extremely ugly. When Lin Ruo saw Lin Zhao and a group of extremely injured snow-region cavalrymen, Lin Ruo was even more heavy.

"I'm sorry, I've put you in danger."

Lin Ruo clenched his fist, sat down on the stone in front of him, and said, "The loss of the snowy Tianchi Lake?"

"fine."

Lin Zhao shook his head and smiled and said, "You can fight again, don't worry about us. But what is the loss of the Panshi Army? How much combat power does it have?"

"The situation on the western defense line is fine. The main attention of the demon clan is on you, so we just lost more than 5,000 armored soldiers, but the situation on the east side is very bad. Yu Feng sent at least 100,000 to 150,000 demon clan iron cavalry to rush to our eastern position. Our first and second lines of defense have been captured, and now we are guarding the third and fourth lines of defense are arranged."

His eyes turned red and he said, "There were about 30,000 people on the east battlefield."

"This battle is a bit frustrating..."

Lin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief: "The initiative is not at all with us. We have not fought such a depressing battle in a long time."

"yes."

Lin Ruo said in a deep voice: "Next, what are your plans?"

"Running to the east battlefield."

Lin Zhao said: "I have about 20,000 Iron Cavalry in the Snowland, and there is also a dragon boat. It's okay to share the 100,000 Iron Cavalry in the Demon Clan for the Panshi Army, right?"

Lin Ruo frowned, feeling guilty. He understood that Lin Zhao was saving his own Stone Army at all costs. In this case, if the Stone Army was reluctant to sacrifice his life to fight, what kind of face would he have to face the snow-capped cavalry who died in battle?

"but."

Lin Zhao smiled and said, "Are you killing monsters and killing the demon cavalry? Even if you are at a disadvantage, you are still quite happy."

“That’s.”

Lin Ruo also smiled.

At this time, a ten thousand captain of the Panshi Army who followed Lin Ruo frowned. He had too many worries and even a little despair. He was trapped in Cuiyu Mountain with no hope. So he said in a deep voice: "Master Lin Zhao, can you dare to ask you a question?"

"ask."

Lin Zhao nodded.

The captain ten thousand men respectfully clasped his fists and said, "We... have been fighting fiercely with the demons and demons here for nearly a day and night. When will it be? Do we still have hope of returning to the south? Is there still a possibility of living?"

Lin Ruo frowned and glared at the head of Wanfu. You dare to ask anything. Did you ask? The head of Wanfu was suddenly disappointed, scratched his head, knowing that he had made a mistake.

Fortunately, Lin Zhao didn't care and said with a smile: "Of course there is hope. Although we now seem to be trapped by the demon clan and the demon clan are trapped between Cuiyu Mountain and Guppy Lake, it is a dead end. The demon clan and the demon clan must also think that the current situation is to catch turtles in a jar, but if they were bitten when they reached out and bitten many times, they really felt pain, that is our chance of victory. When the price we need to pay for annihilation far exceeds the reward, the demon clan and the demon clan will naturally withdraw their troops. The reason is very simple."

"I see!"

The captain of ten thousand men clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Thank you for resolving the doubts!"

Lin Zhao nodded, waved his hand and smiled, "Get out, it's big or small."

The captain Wan laughed, clasped his fists at Lin Zhao, and went down to reorganize the troops.

...

"Baizhi."

Lin Zhao raised his head and shouted, and suddenly a woman in white with snow fell from the sky and said respectfully: "Sir, are you doing something?"

"Um."

Lin Zhao nodded: "Now Chen Xi leads 100,000 Cangnan Iron Cavalry in Xijianjiang. You can go and see Chen Xi and ask her to lead 500 Cangnan Iron Cavalry to the north. I hope to see Chen Xi and her Cangnan Iron Cavalry's Celestial appear on the city of Guxianguan at dusk. As long as she appears, there is no need to attack."

"yes!"

Wuzhi floated away.

Lin Ruo smiled and said, "I want to use Chen Xi's reputation as the 200,000 Cangnan Iron Cavalry to shock the demon clan, the demon clan?"

"What about that?"

Lin Zhao was disappointed: "The names of our Snow Legion and Panshi Army alone are really not good. If there is another 100,000 Cangnan Iron Cavalry descending from the sky at this time, the situation may be reversed. Shi Jungang and Yu Feng are both famous generals. Once Chen Xi appears at Guxi Pass, she does not need to take action. Just showing up is enough to make Shi Jungang. Yu Feng is afraid. Moreover, Chen Xi goes to Guxi Pass alone and turns to the court of the Great Shang Dynasty to pursue it. After all, she has not mobilized the army."

"Um!"

Lin Ruo nodded: "It's true that this is the truth. I didn't expect that you even understand the bullshits in the Da Shang Dynasty so clearly..."

"I just know a little bit."

Lin Zhao leaned against the tree behind him and smiled and touched Chen Ben's head: "Sleep for a while! Stay up and get enough energy, and it's time to fight the legendary demon cavalry!"

Chen Ben smiled and said, "Brother Lin Zhao, I'm a little hungry..."

"Is this hungry?"

Lin Zhao was speechless and took out a roast chicken from the package, threw it to him with a piece of roasted venison: "Eat quickly, and take a rest after eating."

"good!"

The young martial artist feasted.

Lin Ruo smiled slightly, and it could be seen that Lin Zhao really liked and relied on this young martial artist. Although Lin Zhao was the commander of the three armed forces in Tianchi of the Snowland, Chen Ben didn't even count as a commander of the ten thousand men, there was no distinction between superiors and inferiors, and he completely regarded this young martial artist as his younger brother.

...

early morning.

A veteran general wearing light golden armor left Zhenjian Tower. Behind him, he followed two thousand military monks and his group rode down the mountain, stepped on the snow, and approached the battlefield at an extremely fast speed. Just as the first morning light penetrated the clouds, the old general led two thousand military monks to the plains south of Cuiyu Mountain, and in front were densely packed with demon cavalry.

"arrive."

The old general smiled and turned to look at everyone, laughing and said, "Lin Ruo can't help but Lin Baiyi cannot help. Otherwise, we will have to eat melons when the leader blames him. Besides, how can we sharpen our minds if we don't go to the battlefield? Everyone, fight with me to the death. If we survive, we can warm up the murderous aura of the military. If we die, we will die as ours, how about it?"

Everyone pulled out their weapons and said with a smile: "I wish to fight to the death with the Old General Huangfu!"

...

Demonic position.

Yu Feng narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, full of suspicion, and said, "Is this... a joke about our gods' cavalry? Come on, I will give out ten thousand cavalry. Within half an hour, I will see the old guy's head in front of me."

"Yes, prince!"

At this time, the prince still didn't know that the old general was a sword cultivator of the twelve-level military strategist, and he didn't know that the two thousand people he led were elite soldiers among the elite soldiers!
Chapter completed!