On a July afternoon, the sun was scorching.

Starting from the hilly area outside Duanli City, several people went all the way north.

The official road is wide, but the scenery along the road is miserable.

On the way, Mo said that when he saw pedestrians, even the few forests he passed through were only stumps and shrubs left after being cut down.

This is due to the two Duanli siege battles.

More than an hour later, after walking more than fifty miles, Hong Fan began to see the Baisheng Army rangers in leather armor.

Six of the seven people were wounded, and Wu Yuan and the others were equipped with swords, which can be said to be the most eye-catching among passers-by.

But since Duan Tiannan is here, none of this is a problem.

Each time, the rangers came in a group of menacing men, and when they saw the face of the leading man, they immediately stopped shouting, dismounted and saluted.

Seeing this, Hong Fan borrowed a horse from Duan Tiannan to liberate Tang Xingqing from his embarrassing situation.

The latter thanked him like a gnat.

More than ten miles passed, and when they climbed the last high hill, everyone saw two green mountains closing towards the center at the end of their field of vision.

"The pass between the two mountains is called Tingshan Pass, which can be called a national danger; We won this level a year ago, so we can deter Duanli. ”

Duan Tiannan pointed to the north to introduce.

"The mountain on the left side of the pass is called Zuo Barrage Mountain, what do you guess the name of the one on the right?"

"That must be the right barrage!"

Wu Yuan, who is also a newcomer, is the first to answer.

Tang Xingqing pursed her lips.

"What did Brother Hong say?"

Duan Tiannan asked again with a stiff face.

"The pass is called Tingshan Pass, and the one on the left is not Tingshan, so it must be on the right."

Hong Fan replied.

Duan Tiannan laughed.

Wu Yuan was ashamed for a while.

The crowd walked north, and the mountains gradually rose.

Both mountains are blue.

Only at the eastern foot of Tingshan Mountain, Hong Fan saw an earthy yellow vertical belt in the distance, which was more than a mile wide, like a whip mark left by the gods.

"That's a remnant of the storm a year and a half ago."

Duan Tiannan explained.

"Tingshan Pass was originally strong, but it was only after this catastrophe that we captured it."

When he said this, he rarely smiled.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, everyone arrived at the gate.

The north and south two gates are more than 100 meters wide, five zhang high, cross the east and west mountain beams, and the depth is slightly more than one mile.

It's still a face-brushing pass.

"After this pass, a radius of more than 100 miles is the jurisdiction of our Baisheng Army!"

Duan Tiannan walked out of the city gate hole at the north pass and led with a wave of his arms.

Hong Fan met his gaze.

Under the sky, in the arms of the two mountains, he saw a second piece of clear blue sky.

"That's Lake Yishan."

It was Tang Xingqing who spoke.

"Yishan Lake? Good name. ”

Hong Fan sighed.

He saw a flock of birds flying low in the clouds and water, writing ripples.

Lake Yishan clings to the left barrage, leaving a flat field on the right.

On the shores of the lake, a thriving settlement is plain and shimmers in the sun, like silver casting.

To the north of the settlement is a stretch of rice paddies.

"Longhu Town, the current garrison of our army."

Duan Tiannan pointed out.

"Let's go there."

As the only Yuan Magnetic Master of the Baisheng Army, Duan Tiannan's return is not a trivial matter.

What's more, there are also red sand and a thousand stars with him.

The reception is the main hall of the original first powerful house in Longchuan Town.

Within half an hour, the high-level leaders of the Baisheng Army, including the chief and deputy leaders, came one after another.

The first to arrive was Chang Yimin, the head of the internal affairs of the Baisheng Army, who was working next door.

He has a high crown and a long beard, and two bags under his eyes.

According to Duan Tiannan, he was originally appointed by the Huaiyang royal court.

He was followed by a strong old man who looked to be over sixty years old.

"This is Brother Qiu Yuankui, the congenital peak cultivation, the top player under Yuan Magnetic!"

Duan Tiannan introduced.

Qiu Yuankui waved his hand again and again, and greeted each other with Hong Fan.

"The head of the Tianling Pure Yang Gate of Huaiyang Country, in his early years, he won a hundred battles when he crisscrossed the rivers and lakes, and was known as the Duke of Baisheng."

Duan Tiannan continued.

"The Hundred Victories got their name from him, and here he is this."

He gave a thumbs up.

The third to arrive was a middle-aged warrior with a scar on the plane.

"General Xu Yuntao Xu, a congenital four-innate cultivator, was once a general of the Tianfeng Army, and he was the chief officer of our army."

This time, Qiu Yuankui introduced.

Counting Duan Tiannan, the top echelons of the Baisheng Army had reached four people at this time.

The fifth person arrived late after half an hour.

It was a tall young man in his early twenties, leaning his hoe against the door, patting his body and rubbing the soles of his shoes before entering.

He was dressed in an ochre-colored short coat, with new mud sticking to his straw sandals, and a square face with plain facial features, which he knew by looking at him that he was a good hand at farm work.

Just when Tang Xingqing was wondering, all four people on the Baisheng Army side got up and left their seats.

"Why is the old brother coming so slowly?"

Duan Tiannan greeted him and said angrily.

"I thought I had nothing to do today, so I went to the field."

The man in the short coat smiled with a very restrained smile and replied in an official dialect with a thick Shengzhou accent.

Hong Fan and the others already knew who he was.

"But the ancient meaning of the new ancient spear in person?"

Wu Yuan couldn't hold back and asked first.

"It's me."

Gu Yixin nodded and bowed his hands to several strangers one by one.

When he saw Hong Fan, he was slightly stunned, probably surprised by the former's outstanding appearance.

"Chisha Hongfan?"

Gu Yixin asked tentatively.

"Exactly!"

Hong Fan is right.

As a traverser, he inevitably has a down-to-earth mentality towards the people of this world, so much so that he once released arrogant words to Hong Sheng.

However, at this time, he was really standing in front of the living "gun leader", and Hong Fan was actually restrained in his heart.

After all, this is the top of the living Tianjiao list, and it is the top of the list that defeated the previous generation.

Gu Yixin has set the upper limit of the talent of a generation of young warriors.

Wu Yuan and the others were already excited.

Only Tang Xingqing looked lost.

She looked at the overly ordinary top of the list in front of her, and glanced at the door again.

It's not a gun, it's a hoe.

There is still rust on the old iron.

Tang Xingqing was disillusioned.

Gu Yixin noticed her expression and skillfully guessed the reason.

"I'm sorry."

He scratched the back of his neck and apologized.

Tang Xingqing's face was first red, and then pale.

Seeing this, Qiu Yuankui hurriedly asked someone to lead her down to treat her injuries.

PS: It's so hard to write today, and I just held back this chapter alive and dead, so it's even later.

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