"It's just ordinary war horses, but the reason why these war horses have such speed and defense capabilities is that the key to the problem lies in the Nether Armor. Speaking of which, there is a legend about this Nether Armor and Nether Guard. Lingyu thought for a moment and said.

"Once upon a time, the underworld was not as peaceful as you saw it before. The gods and demons of the three sects and the nine streams all enter the underworld after death, and the ten halls of Yama are in their own ways and fall into each other's affairs, and there will be all kinds of wars almost every day. Whether it's the Ghost Gate, the Vain Death City, or the Eighteen Layers of Hell, there is chaos everywhere. Until one year, King Jizo Bodhisattva came to the underworld. ”

"The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth is the one who aspires to 'hell is not empty, vows not to become a Buddha, and all sentient beings are exhausted, so as to prove Bodhi.' 'Is the Jizo King Bodhisattva?'" Lin Feng asked curiously.

"Not bad. When the King of the Earth Bodhisattva arrived in the underworld, when he saw such a scene, he couldn't help but sigh, and finally the King of the Earth Bodhisattva found the King of Hades, taught him to refine the armor of the Netherworld, set up the Netherworld Guard, and helped him govern the war in the Netherworld. The Hades King has also been enlightened by the Bodhisattva of the Jizo King, unless he is a heinous person, he will no longer be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell......" Lingyu said everything he knew, and Lin Feng couldn't stop nodding when he heard it.

"It turns out that this Nether Armor still has such a history. Lin Feng realized.

"This Nether Armor is divided into two sets of men and horses, which can not only greatly improve the defense ability, but also increase the speed of the war horse. After coming out of the underworld, the armor of those war horses was collected by everyone, so that as long as you can find a suitable war horse and put this set of nether armor on them, it is enough to gallop on the battlefield and dominate the world. Xiao Yun continued.

"In that case, it's easy to do. After we crossed the Yellow River, we got some war horses in Liaocheng. Lin Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of hope.

The crowd did not encounter any obstacles along the way, so the speed was extremely fast. In the evening, they came to a great river. The waves are rolling and mighty, like a pale yellow dragon in front of everyone.

The yellow mist, tumbling with mud and sand, and the waves are turbulent, it is really the water of the Yellow River that comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. Look at how the vast Yellow River in the vast mist is like a huge scroll of painting scrolls stretching into the distance and connecting the blue sky. The waves splashed, the river seemed to be boiling, and there were bubbles and sprays everywhere.

With the power of thunder and the momentum of the turbidity wave emptying, it splits the mountains and deep gorges, and flows down in the continuous canyons, splashing and sending out the roar of thousands of galloping horses.

The current slowly gathered from the wide riverbed, and suddenly the water rushed rapidly, falling into a narrow, unfathomable stone trench, and the Yellow River continued to rush in all directions, day after day, year after year. The mountains on both sides of the river are sandwiched, steep and steep, the grass is covered on the embankment slope, and the forest belt on both sides of the embankment is verdant, how fascinating.

The remnant sun is like blood, shining on this surging river, giving people a heroic feeling. Not only Lin Feng, but also the 200,000 troops present also fell silent in the scene in front of them when they saw the turbulent Yellow River.

From now on, Lin Feng will shoulder the responsibility of saving the Kyushu Continent. He probably never felt that. However, today, when he saw the surging water of the Yellow River, he suddenly felt this heroic emotion for some reason.

"The west wind is fierce,

The geese in the sky are called frost and morning moon.

Frost Morning Moon,

The sound of horses' hooves breaking,

The horn sounded.

Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron,

Now we are starting from scratch.

From the beginning of the more,

Mountains like the sea,

The remnant sun is like blood. ”

Thinking of this poem by chance, Lin Feng couldn't help but admire the great man's mind and chanted. The person next to him couldn't help but look sideways at the moment. Especially Ling Xue, who looked at Lin Feng with big eyes blinking, and then smiled: "Lin Feng, I didn't expect you to compose poetry." ”

When Lin Feng heard this, he immediately smiled embarrassedly, scratched his head and said, "This is not what I did. Hehe. ”

"But, why haven't I heard this poem before?" Ling Xue looked at Lin Feng with some puzzlement.

"This ......" Lin Feng paused, "This, how can you say it, how can you have heard so many ancient poems." And it's just a little person's nonsense. ”

Lin Feng didn't know how to explain it to Ling Xue, he couldn't say that this was a poem made by the great chairman! After all, it was a great man thousands of years later, and she didn't know if she said it.

"I don't care. I like this poem very much, you can teach it to me later!" Ling Xue was full of little woman's attitude at this moment. Lin Feng smiled: "Okay, good." ”

After Ling Xue made such a fuss, the inexplicable emotion that rose in Lin Feng's heart when he saw the Yellow River was slightly lighter. Taking a deep breath, he turned to look at the soldiers and ordered, "Let's rest here for one night." Cross the river tomorrow and take Liaocheng in one fell swoop. ”

After the order was given, the army was stationed. Lin Feng chose a slightly larger rock and sat cross-legged. Feeling the slightly chilly north wind and listening to the rumbling waves, my heart gradually calmed down.

I don't know how long it took, but a piano sounded. After a few debuggings, it is like a natural fairy sound, gracefully turned into the ear, giving people an indescribable sense of comfort. And what is strange is that although the sound of the piano is not very large, it can drown out the rushing sound of the rumbling water of the Yellow River, so that people can not hear any noise except for the sound of the piano at this time. Lin Feng turned his head to see that it was Ling Xue sitting cross-legged in an open space, taking out her fiery red guqin and playing it elegantly. The green mountains, the pines, the beauties, and the guqin are like fairy pictures, which make Lin Feng fascinated.

The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. Gradually, almost everyone was brought into an unprecedented realm by Ling Xue's piano sound. Until the end of the song, everyone was still immersed in the beautiful melody for a long time. The so-called lingering sound, three days of non-stop, probably said that this is the sound of the piano.

The night was spent in the sound of the waves. In the early morning of the next day, the water of the Yellow River in front of me was still the same. 200,000 horses needed to cross the Yellow River, and logging and shipbuilding were the only way, but fortunately, there were many people. With the concerted efforts of everyone, thousands of ships were completed in only three hours.

Looking at the simple boats that had just been made, Lin Feng smiled: "Using such a simple boat to cross the Yellow River, there is probably only an army like us." ”

"Alright, let's get ready, cross the river. Wang Kui greeted, and then the thousands of ships were pushed into the Yellow River, and one by one figures flew down, with dozens of people standing on each boat. The surging river surged under his feet, and the ships were like arrows from the string and quickly headed towards the other side of the Yellow River.

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