The first-line gorge is really dangerous, but is this the only way to pass?

"Of course not," Zhao Tianlun's guard captain Zhang Liufu explained in a low voice, Zhang Liufu was from the Heavenly Eagle Sect and was recommended to him by King Yin Ye, Zhao Tianlun did not refuse, "But if they take a detour, it will take longer, and the Kunlun Mountains are full of dangers, so they have no choice." ”

All right.

Zhao Tianlun didn't say anything, but when he looked at the backs of Yin Tianzheng, Wei Yixiao, Wusanren and others in front of him, his eyes were a little unhappy, because he would never have his share in the limelight.

Of course, he can understand this kind of wariness of Yin Tianzheng, after all, he, the left envoy of light, is a puppet, and he must not do anything to take the lead. Ordinary Mingjiao cultists don't know that he, the left envoy of light, is a façade brand, in case any of them get carried away and bow down and lead others, wouldn't it become a big trouble for Yin Tianzheng and their henchmen?

Zhao Tianlun has a sentence that speaks to their hearts-

The bright left envoy who has no talent and no virtue is the most ideal bright left envoy in their minds.

However, just playing soy sauce in the back is not in line with Zhao Tianlun's character, how much he has to do something, otherwise Mingjiao will be defeated too quickly, which will not be conducive to his task.

As soon as Zhao Tianlun stepped forward, Zhang Liufu came up: "Lord Zuo, there is danger ahead, let's wait for a while and then go over." ”

Zhang Liufu did not stop Zhao Tianlun, but he also successfully reminded Yin Tianzheng and others.

"Tianlun, come over here."

Yin Tianzheng turned around and beckoned to Zhao Tianlun, and at the same time, Wei Yixiao, Wusanren and the others spread out in the shape of bird wings, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the vision on both sides.

Zhao Tianlun pursed his lips and stepped forward, his left and right were surrounded by guards, even if he had the heart to contact the disciples at the bottom of the Ming Sect, he was also powerless.

Yin Tianzheng was on the left, Wei Yixiao was on the right, Zhao Tianlun was in the center, and the three of them stood next to a boulder at the top of the first-line gorge, overlooking the camp of the five major sects under the mountain, Zhao Tianlun smacked his tongue: "I can't imagine that the five major sects are willing to spend such a large amount of money, why are they, do they want to become the supreme martial arts so much?" ”

Outside the first-line gorge, there are thousands of heroes gathered in the rivers and lakes, most of them are vassal sects coerced by the five major sects, and even the sects and gangs that come to play soy sauce, but on average, each sect also has three or four hundred people.

Three or four hundred people on an expedition spanning nearly 10,000 miles, these sects are too extravagant!

These thousands of people are divided into five parts, among which the bald Shaolin and the female Taoist Emei faction have the largest number, followed by the Huashan faction and the Kongtong faction, the Kunlun faction has the smallest number of people, but it has also attracted many Jianghu people to join the Kunlun faction camp, because the Kunlun faction is the head snake, at least the geographical environment here is clear.

There are five major sects pressing, they can temporarily twist into a rope, but once the dragon slaying knife is in hand, how can they divide it, and have a martial arts competition to win or lose?

"The Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife represents the supreme glory," Yin Tianzheng smiled, "It's just that the people who have the Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife often don't end well. ”

"Then the heroes of our Mingjiao are too capable of pulling hatred," Zhao Tianlun was stupid, "A fence still needs three piles, if our Mingjiao wants to expel the Tartars, we must unite the heroes from all over the world, but now, the heroes of the three mountains and five mountains have come to us to settle accounts, and how to talk about expelling the Tartars." ”

Yin Tianzheng was silent, Zhao Tianlun's words pierced his heart, whether it was Xie Xun or Yang Xiao, they were the ones who caused trouble, of course, others were not good at stubble.

Peng Yingyu looked at Zhao Tianlun in surprise, and slowly clasped her palms together: "The left envoy's insight is really clever, but now it has become an incompatible situation, what does the left envoy think we should do?" ”

"How?" Zhao Tianlun shrugged, "Hit them hard until it hurts them." ”

Peng Yingyu was dumbfounded, Zhao Tianlun's answer was not wrong, but it was not the answer he thought.

★★★★★

The battle happened suddenly, just when Zhao Tianlun and the others climbed high and looked into the distance, sporadic battles were already starting everywhere, many martial arts people, rivers and lakes climbed up along the undulating mountains like flexible apes, and the rocks thrown by the Mingjiao disciples above their heads were like rain, but they were avoided when they could not make a move.

Wonderful!

If it weren't for the concern about the impact, Zhao Tianlun would really have to applaud.

Although the number of Ming Sect is large, but there are not many people who can really fight, taking Guangming Ding as an example, the ones who can really get their hands on it are the five elements flag, the four gates of heaven and earth, wind and thunder, and the directly subordinate sect members of the five scattered people.

But since Yang Dingtian disappeared, Yang Xiao opened the big drama of Guangmingding's infighting, after a series of intrigues, Yin Tian is starting a new stove, the five scattered people ran away, and the five elements of the flag were separated, in this case, Yang Xiao was still expected to raise the disobedient power to raise the dragon spirit and tiger, that is not to think about it.

What's more, Mingjiao is not a sect, and the members of Mingjiao have very little energy in strengthening their bodies and grabbing and killing, so in the face of the attacks of these sects, they are naturally defeated repeatedly, but fortunately, the members of Mingjiao have a geographical advantage.

Yin Tianzheng's face was normal, because the blocking battle on the bank of the Tianhe River was his Heavenly Eagle Sect as the main force, and now the first-line gorge battlefield was naturally the main force of the Wusan people, and it was not his henchmen who were killed or injured, so he naturally talked and laughed freely.

The deputy envoy of the Five Elements Banner is watching the battle, because they will bear the third wave of blocking battles, and they can reduce their casualties only by knowing themselves and their opponents.

With a sad face, the Wusanren reluctantly threw their loyal men into the meat grinders everywhere, and at the same time, allocated more troops to support the front line, hoping to offset the qualitative gap with quantity and inflict greater damage on the enemy.

The sound of fighting was endless, but Zhao Tianlun deserted and turned to Yin Tianzheng: "King Yin, I have the impression that Mengyuan Tartars do not allow pedestrians to travel together, and such a large-scale population flow can occur, does it mean that Mengyuan's rule over the world has also reached a precarious time?" ”

"Precarious?" Yin Tianzheng shook his head and disagreed, "I'm afraid it's an exaggeration, it's just some homeless, where are there no homeless people now?" ”

"Zuo's words are extremely reasonable," Peng Yingyu's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but interject, "It's better to read thousands of books than to travel thousands of miles, the Mongolian Tatars do not allow residents to move at will because they are afraid of collusion in various places, and now the Mongolian Tatars want to borrow a knife to kill people, so that we and the Central Plains sect will lose both, and they are afraid that they have miscalculated." ”

"What nonsense is this talking about, monk?" Zhou Dian rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand impatiently, and was about to measure Peng Yingyu's body temperature, after being defeated by Zhao Tianlun, Zhou Dian was a little stunned at Zhao Tianlun, "It can't be a burnt mess, right?" ”

"Once these people return home, or return to their respective sects;" Peng Yingyu pointed to the martial arts people outside the first-line gorge, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Do you think they will stay at home honestly, or will they beg grandpa to tell grandma to let the Tartars give them an official road guide, so that they can leave their hometown for hundreds of miles to visit relatives and friends?" ”

The road guide system has existed since ancient times, but it reached a peak in the Yuan Dynasty, if there is no road guide, residents are not allowed to leave their homes for hundreds of miles, and if they are violated, they will be killed.

Zhou Dian shook his head, although he seemed to be pretending to be crazy and stupid, but he was not really stupid, if he was really stupid, he should find Zhao Tianlun now.

"Among these thousands of people, I guess there are at least more than 2,000 people who have the mentality of watching the excitement or fighting for it," Peng Yingyu's eyes became brighter and brighter, "If they can return home, then their experiences and experiences along the way will attract more people to break free from the shackles given to us by the Mongol Tatars and resist the barbaric rule of the Mongol Tatars." ”

I can't say that the monk said softly: "How big the field of vision is, how big the heart is." ”

Peng Yingyu's description gave Wusanren, Wei Yixiao, and Yin Tianzheng a big shock, and for a while, in the face of the battlefield where flesh and blood were blurred and blood was splashed, they were collectively silent.

Hiss......

Zhao Tianlun took a silent breath of cold air, because he felt that this Peng Yingyu was too capable of fooling, and he actually fooled himself, and even thought that the enemy under the mountain was their future ally......

Are there allies who shout and kill like this?

True, someday in the future, the people of the mountain will become allies in the expulsion of the Tartars, but the question now is how to repel these opponents from the mountain.

"In that case," Zhang Zhong, the Iron Crown Daoist, pondered for a moment before speaking, "then we need to adjust our tactics." ”

Mr. Leng Qian, who cherishes words like gold, also rarely spoke: "It is feasible." ”