Muye Mountain, the ancestral land of the Xue family, has gradually become a holy mountain in the hearts of everyone on the grassland.

The saint of Konoha Mountain will naturally be the saint of the grassland.

The vast crowd looked at the figure on the white deer's back, full of fanatical pursuit.

After all, he was a pair of people who had learned a pair of ears in the South China Sea Temple. Yun Luo keenly grasped several key words from some discussions with extremely low voices, and also confirmed the identity of this woman, Saint of Konoha Mountain.

"Is Konoha Mountain?" Yun Luo murmured silently. Since you think I am a fool, should you just use my tricks?

Yun Luo kept thanking Lord Vulcan, looking at the situation in the field, and his thoughts changed sharply.

Jun Miaomiao's expression was solemnly representing Konoha Mountain and telling the guidance of the holy mountain.

"Koye Mountain represents all the people in the grassland. As long as you can seek benefits for all the people, Koye Mountain has no reason to object."

Jun Miaomiao's voice was crisp and pleasant, and the truth he spoke also attracted everyone to nod.

Yun Luo's head was particularly thrust.

It's so good to say, it's like it's tailor-made for Pei Zhen.

The saint in white dress was noble and calm. In her extremely beautiful eyes, there was no pride of being condescending, but full of empathy and compassion, like two holy waters that cleans the soul, slowly spreading to everyone. Then, when she met the figure in the blue shirt, she paused slightly and rippled.

Ripples rippled in the eyes and also on the corners of the mouth.

Yun Luo looked up in a sensible way, and just saw the thrilling smile, and couldn't help but open his mouth slightly.

Then, he was instantly facing a great enemy.

The countless pairs of eyes that can kill people around him forced him to choose to escape, the kind that was so shameless.

As the city lord respectfully thanked the saint for coming to preach, the crowd watched Jun Miaomiao ride away on a deer and disperse again after the most fanatical cheers.

Escaped from the crowd, Yun Luo blatantly collected a large amount of information about Konoha Mountain in the only bookstore and left with satisfaction.

Leaving is for reunion.

The Ranger, who was carrying a sword around his waist and riding a horse under his crotch, didn't walk far away from the city, and saw the figure waiting in front of him on a lush grass.

"Just as soon as possible, Miaomiao apologized to the young master." Jun Miaomiao nodded slightly. If he hadn't paid attention to it, he wouldn't have seen that his head had swung.

It's really a saint's airs. Yun Luo felt sorry for her in her heart, and there was no flaw in her mouth. She smiled bitterly and shook her head, "It turns out that the girl is actually the saint of Muye Mountain. What kind of virtue can Ling Xun do? Don't let the saint break the villain."

"Ling Xun? Why do I think the name of the young master is a little familiar?" Jun Miaomiao was slightly confused.

Bad!

Too clumsy!

In the past, the clumsiest people in Luojia Lane lie better than you!

Thank you again, Lord Vulcan!

"Is that true? There are not ten or eight of our Lingjiazhuang calling this name." Yun Luo was full of nonsense, probably in Jun Miaomiao's ears, and he was treated similarly.

"Where is the Saint going? It's really a great fate to meet the Saint twice along the way!"

After saying that, Yun Luo looked at Jun Miaomiao with a bright look. Unexpectedly, Jun Miaomiao's face did not blush and his heart was not beating. He said calmly: "Miaomiao is ready to go east to Youyun City."

"Youyun City? That's a coincidence. I'm going to go too." Yun Luoqiang said in surprise with a smile in his heart.

"It's really a coincidence to say that." Jun Miaomiao smiled slightly, still beautiful and charming.

Just as Yun Luosheng was waiting for Jun Miaomiao's proposal to accompany him, Jun Miaomiao said calmly: "Since that's the case, Mr. Ling, I'm destined to see you Yuncheng again."

After saying that, before Yun Luo could reply, he activated the white deer and left.

Leave the clouds to fall in the autumn wind and dance lightly.

If you meet an opponent with a chess, you will meet a good talent. It is also a hard thing to have a good life.

"Talent!"

Under Shangyang Pass, Helian Qingshan and Han Feilong both expressed their feelings.

Helian Qingshan looked at Han Feilong's unique four-sided military formation. In front of him were the usual types of horse-resisting and tripping horses. Then there were heavy infantry wearing heavy armor and holding long spears. Among these heavy infantry, there were a large number of strong men holding swords and axes. Even Helian Qingshan saw so many swords and axes on the battlefield for the first time. At the intervals of each type of troops, there were crossbowmen prepared. If the opportunity was not good, they could retreat to the next level at any time and maintain strong killing.

Although the battle has not started yet, Helian Qingshan can already foresee that in the face of such a four-sided army, the most elite Blizzard Wolf Cavalry under his command will be trapped in the horse's hooves and even suffered huge damage. At the same time, the feasibility of tactics such as detours, punctures, and encirclement, which were originally unfavorable will face huge tests.

"Han Feilong is indeed a talent!" Helian Qingshan looked at a huge military tent that could only be seen with his eyesight, which was the central army tent of the commander of the Northern Army.

Han Feilong put down the drawings in his hand. The drawings were hand-painted from the front line. They detailed the adjustment of the defense of the city wall on the south side of Shangyang Pass. Of course, this is only visible to the naked eye, but it is also shocking. "Helian Qingshan was able to train these grassland barbarians who only knew how to bend their bows and shoot arrows so well-versed that they were guarding the city. The second person in the Beiyuan military is indeed extraordinary."

In the tent at this moment, except for the two Han Feilong's personal guards, there was only one of the four saints who had been once. Now the old man named Beitangwang sat aside. Strangely, there was an old and thin horse next to him. "In this way, is the initiative to attack by General Han no longer feasible?"

Han Feilong nodded, "I didn't have much hope at first. I hope I can stay in a stalemate for a while. The longer the stalemate, the more beneficial it will be to us."

A day ago, when he saw the Xue family's black royal flag rising at Shangyang Pass, he had already determined this strategy.

He has been through the army for a long time, but he would not understand that when fighting, he fights with logistics and national strength. He has the combined force of six tribes and is backed by the beautiful hinterland. Over time, Xue Lu was so excited that he could only withdraw his troops in silence.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to show the military formation that he had matured in his thoughts and was highly appreciated by His Majesty and the National Master, in order to severely destroy the momentum of the Northern Abyss and the South invasion in the early stage!

The facts are indeed as Han Feilong expected.

When the two armies confront each other, there will be a battle.

Xue Lu was wearing a black imperial robe and climbed to the top of Shangyang Pass. Looking at the Daduan Army that was waiting for the battle opposite, he drew out the scimitar from his waist and pointed forward.

Tens of thousands of scimitars instantly left the scabbard, and with the blade forward, a shocking shout gathered from tens of thousands of different mouths.

"kill!"

The first to rush out from the Shangyang Xiongguan was the vanguard of the six king cavalry, totaling 10,000.

Waving the scimitar, the cavalry of the six kings of the kings were full of excitement.

They will be the ones who kick off this drama and will be destined to be praised for a long time.

They skillfully control the war horses they had with them for many years, and avoided those rigid obstacles as usual many times.

But this time it seemed a little different, and the settings of obstacles began to change. The horses often just avoided the same thing, and there was another mechanism lying in front of the horse's hooves. They couldn't stop the castration, so they had to leap. Unexpectedly, as soon as they landed, their bodies suddenly fell and it turned out to be a small trench.

It's so lively when people are on their backs and horses are over.

But no matter how lively it is, under the huge base of ten thousand people, hundreds of people are not a big deal. The real battle has not begun yet!

Among the six king cavalry, the fierce cavalry who charged in front also thought so. The scimitar in their hands knocked down the arrows falling from the sky and rushed into the continuous military formation.

There were rows of big-end soldiers holding spears and waiting for the battle. For the warriors of the Six Kings, they were rows of straw waiting to be harvested, and straw that was abundant in the Southern Dynasty and did not have in the Beiyuan.

Beiyuan, a name that makes all people living in the Southern Dynasties shudder, evokes their associations of speed, strength and hardness. When it comes to this name, they will think of the sound of horse hooves like thunder in the sky, the cold light of sharp blades, and the thick blood, which splash into the sky and bloom like fireworks.

Almost every Southern Dynasty soldier who fought against the Beiyuan cavalry for the first time had his legs weakened under the sound of their rolling horse hooves, and many of them in the military formation this time were no exception.

But standing at the front was Han Feilong's old soldiers who deliberately arranged them to fight. They looked neither tall nor strong, neither fierce nor cruel, but they could escape from countless battles of life and death. They knew very well how to kill the enemy and protect themselves.

So, even if they could smell the unique smell of horses at their noses, they were as stable as Mount Tai. Then at the most appropriate time, the spear penetrated into the gap of the opponent's light armor like a snake. Then, the gun body was retracted and turned sideways, and the horse rushed into the formation with its body or alone, waiting for its fate to be no better.

The spearmen were paired with archers and harvested the lives of the cavalry on a large scale.

Even though the elites penetrated layers of obstruction, they were about to break through the center and met with their own comrades who were stabbing in the flanks, the inconspicuous giant axes suddenly swung.

On the top of the city, the princes of the Six Kings who had never cared about it and became attentive to the point of concentration suddenly stood up and their expressions changed drastically.

Helian Qingshan nodded, with sincere appreciation in his eyes. A good general must know how to appreciate and learn good tactics. He always thinks that his trick is the best in the world and will never go long.

This sentence suddenly appeared in Helian Qingshan's heart. In his impression, it was what Xue Zheng once told him, but he didn't know that it was what Ling Qingyun once told Xue Zheng.

No matter who said it, it's fine.

The sound of the striking Jin withdrawing the troops rang out, and only half of the 10,000 elite cavalry who were originally aggressive rushed back to Shangyang Pass in a panic.

Under the city, the big soldiers and horses were as powerful as rainbows.

For a moment, the powerful Beiyuan who was qualified to stand on the top of the city wall all turned their eyes to the figure standing still in the center.

The battle report on the front line came into the central army's tent. Han Feilong stood up excitedly, clenched his fists and waved it hard!

At Beitangwang, the news was immediately passed back to Tianjing City. The anxiously waiting Emperor Yang Hao and the national teacher Xun You relaxed all over and looked at each other and laughed.

Han Feilong gave Wei Sihai the power to spread at any time. Just as he was excited to plan the next battle situation, Wei Sihai rushed in unhurriedly and slapped Han Feilong's table with an extremely anxious expression.

"Master General! The rank of the officers is urgently handed over!!!"

Han Feilong quickly opened it and just took a quick look, and felt dizzy. His eyes turned dark and he was about to faint.

Beitangwang quickly flashed to his side and held it in his hand. Yu Guang skipped the information in his hand and was involuntarily shocked.

"The eldest prince of Beiyuan Xue Jun led the Xianbei cavalry and quietly invaded, breaking Qiuyan Pass, Dangzhou, looting countless soldiers, and aiming directly at Shuozhou!"
Chapter completed!