The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Weichuan.

The sky is high and cloudy.

Four or five light riders crossed the mountains and looked down at the river plain from a high position.

Xie Zishe looked around: "The surrounding fields are flat and open, and there is no favorable location, so we need to work harder."

Yue Ruohe said: "With immortal cultivators and wizards around, even if you have the advantage of the terrain, you can't take advantage of it. It's better to fight head-on."

After finishing speaking, he elbowed the people around him: "Brother Baiyun, how many people from your Henglian sect are here?"

Cang Min said: "My Henglian sect has always been loyal to the dynasty. The old sect master has guarded the North Pass all his life. I think those who are above the golden core stage will come."

Yue Ruohe said: "Actually, in terms of our contributions to the dynasty, these sects of ours can almost be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister."

"It's weird." Xie Zishe said: "Back then when you talked on a snowy night, you all wanted to be chivalrous, but now that you're getting older, you think of being a marquis and a prime minister, and going to fame and fortune."

"Senior Sister Xie, you don't know something." Yue Ruohe said: "A few days ago I drank with Brother Baiyun, I was a little drunk, and we talked until midnight, that's what I was talking about."

"Oh?" Xie Zishe raised his eyebrows.

Cang Min took up Yue Ruohe's words: "We think that when a ranger travels in the rivers and lakes, he draws his sword to help when he sees injustice, but in his whole life, even if he becomes a hero and enjoys a good reputation in the world, he can only save a hundred people in his life. , at most a few thousand people. But if you serve the dynasty, you can save the common people. For example, if we win this battle, the world will be unified and the people will live and work in peace. things."

"It also makes sense." Xie Zishe nodded: "You seem to have grown from 'champions of private swords' to 'champions of righteousness'."

"That's a bit embarrassing." Yue Ruohe turned to Senior Sister Xie, unexpectedly no longer raised an argument, but felt ashamed.

"Since the intention has been made, the sword has no eyes, and I'm not on the front line, so you just take care of yourself." Xie Zishe smiled.

Cang Min said: "Senior Sister Xie, to tell you the truth, at this time, I am not as afraid of death as before."

"A beauty is easy to grow old, and a chivalrous man must be martyred." Xie Zishe said: "You have the way you are willing to die, and I also have the way I am willing to die. Those who have the way are not afraid of death."

Speaking of this, she smiled casually, and raised her eyebrows at Lin Shu: "I don't think that immortals who don't care about the world will come to the battlefield, so I can't figure it out."

Yue Ruohe said: "Cough, this, this...Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by the beauty pass, and this...the immortals, sometimes they will also be saddened by the beauty pass."

Cang Min added fuel and jealousy: "Brother Lin's family is the eldest lady after all..."

Lin Shu listened to their jokes, as if he wanted to label himself as "sexy and insane".

Okay.

They are not serious, but the eldest lady is still serious.

Ling Fengxiao said: "If there is no objection, we will camp here on the high ground."

Xie Zishe also returned to the state of a serious man: "There are many cavalry in the Northern Xia Dynasty, and the horses are fierce. When the two armies confront each other, they are on a high ground, which can neutralize the disadvantage of our cavalry, which is very appropriate."

Since the elder sister agrees, the others have no objection.

"The Battle of Weichuan is about morale. The key is to support the Northern Xia cavalry's charge." Ling Fengxiao looked around the high ground and said calmly, "The center formation needs to be thick, the armor needs to be heavy, and the two wings should be supported by light cavalry with guns."

A young general beside him said: "Your Highness, under the command of General Zheng in Anning City, there is a heavy cavalry that has traversed the northern borders. It has never been defeated. It can be transferred."

"The heavy cavalry in Anning City cannot move, and the two cities of Anning and Zhenyuan need to be prepared for Beixia's surprise attack at any time."

Cang Min said: "His Royal Highness, I, Henglian Sect, would like to help you with spells. Practicing internal strength horizontally is better than defending. It must be easy for mere cavalry to charge."

Ling Fengxiao: "Thank you."

Cang Min said: "It should be like this."

"Northern Xia cavalry are certainly fearsome, but Northern Xia witchcraft is much inferior to my orthodox immortal way." Yue Ruohe said.

Xie Zishe said: "This is a great fortune."

Lin Shu thought, although Yue Ruohe has his own set of fallacies on weekdays, his words are very reasonable.

Even though there are tens of thousands of strange witchcrafts in Northern Xia, they are only derived from a lineage of alien sorcery. They are nothing more than evil attacks such as poison, curse, Gu, and corpses. However, the orthodox fairy way inherited by Nanxia is not It is an inheritance of thousands of years, big and small sects, there are good and evil, each has its own unique knowledge.

For example, the Henglian sect where Cang Min belongs is excellent in defense, which can be called an iron wall.

Another example is Rumengtang, which can transform into all things and hide its breath. It is used for detection and surprise attack, like a divine aid.

For example, the South Sea Sword Sect, which is best at confronting the enemy head-on, the Huanhai Building, which can confuse people's minds, and the Nanshan Medical Valley, which is so good at rejuvenating...the list goes on and on.

If these sects can complement each other with the army, Nanxia's combat effectiveness may be multiplied several times.

Of course, the most important point is that there is no great witch in Beixia.

Just as Lin Shu was thinking of this, he heard Cang Min say, "But the wizards of Beixia are cunning and hard to guard against. It's really difficult."

"Leave it to me," Ling Fengxiao said, "Just concentrate on fighting the enemy."

Cang Min said yes.

Lin Shu continued to think, and the person who possessed the terrifying power of the Great Witch has now become Ling Fengxiao.

The point is, Bei Xia doesn't know about this matter.

If he knew, what Xiao Xuan sent would not be a letter of challenge, but a letter of surrender.

"When disciples of the Immortal Dao confront the enemy, there is still a layer of concern... Immortal cultivators are stained with too much blood, and it is said that they will be tolerated by heaven and earth, and their souls will be wiped out by Zi Lei... and then they will be wiped out and cannot be reincarnated." Yue Ruohe said.

"The war was started by me, and the cause and effect are due to me alone. I have nothing to do with the others." Ling Fengxiao curled her lips and said lightly: "Before the war, I will worship the heavens and the earth and make it clear, so you don't have to worry about it. "

Yue Ruohe said: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Ling Fengxiao looked at the boundless mountains and rivers in the distance, and asked Xie Zishe: "How long has it been since the Great Xia was in chaos?"

Xie Zishe said: "210 three years."

But seeing Ling Fengxiao lowered her eyes slightly, she said, "It's about time."