"A swordsman, how do you know?" the old man asked the herald with a suspicious look in his eyes.

"It was a sword ghost soldier who was put back by them! He saw everything with his own eyes at that time!"

"Call him to us. The old man said.

"No more. The herald looked embarrassed and said, "When he came back, he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he had a fever, and he had just died!"

"Rubbish!" the old man was furious again.

"The Great Leader is angry. The Terran man spoke, a cold air condensed in his eyebrows, and said, "Don't panic, big leader, this should be a rescue soldier invited by Emperor Hongyuan, which means that Hua Qingye has not recovered yet." ”

As he spoke, a cold light appeared in the man's hand, and several tiny ice picks were born in an instant, "Under my 'Xuanbing Soul Breaking Needle', the new swordsman will also die in vain!"

As he spoke, the ice pick in the man's hand burst out, all of which hit the eyebrows of the herald under the seat.

Directly the herald, let out a short exclamation in his throat, and then his whole body froze.

A faint poisonous mist lingered on the wound on his brow.

Those tiny ice picks melted into nothingness.

"What kind of poison is this?" asked the old man casually.

"My new development, a bone-chilling poison. ”

"Good. The old man nodded, "Next time you use this, don't use those chronic poisons again, I want to see the corpse of that swordsman with my own eyes!"

"It's a deal. The black-robed man swore an oath, got up and immediately set out.

"Wait. Behind him, a young leader stood up, holding a blood-red orb in his hand, and said, "I'll go with you." ”

That night, a large number of mountain ghost clan soldiers set out from the middle of the mountain ghost country, far away from the snowfield, and headed towards the northwest of the Hongyuan country.

............

Snow City, the General's Mansion.

After a short victory, there were even more intense preparations.

As the leader of the Mountain Ghost Clan said, advancing further north of Qianfeng Mountain is the main goal of the Hong Yuan army at present.

General Hua drew an irregular line on the strategic map and said: "This place is the farthest distance we can advance at present, if it goes further, it means that this will officially declare war with the mountain ghost tribe, I have submitted an urgent document in the morning, if the emperor orders, we will usher in a wave of reinforcements and start a formal attack." ”

Ye Ling looked at the map with his eyes and found that General Hua had drawn this line and was very knowledgeable.

In terms of advancing distance, this line is drawn with great restraint, and it is very flexible to retreat or attack, and can adapt to changes.

However, within this range, there are three ideal highs of view.

Unlike the northern outposts, these three high points are all cliffs that are easy to defend and difficult to attack, and even if you set up a temporary reconnaissance camp, you don't have to worry about the harassment of the mountain ghost clan.

Moreover, Ye Ling's sword had almost wiped out one-third of the mountain ghost tribes in the Northwest Snow Field, and at present, their vitality was greatly damaged, and only a very small possibility of organizing a counterattack.

That is to say, in the near future, Hong Yuanjun wants to take these three strategic places, and then wait for the instructions of this towering mountain.

"Recently, Dongzhou has been dishonest, and our military strength will be somewhat involved, and we can't concentrate on dealing with the Mountain Ghost Country. ”

General Hua smiled bitterly and shook his head, "What's more, Dongzhou? Once we start a war here, those small countries in the south, as well as the nomadic tribes on the northern border, will not stay honest, fighting a war is not a simple matter, see how the emperor weighs it." ”

Ye Ling nodded, "Well, even if there is no war, with me guarding here, those mountain ghosts will not dare to act rashly anymore." ”

General Hua very much agreed with Ye Ling's statement.

The sword that split the mountain can be regarded as convincing everyone, and everyone knows that Ye Ling is not just a thousand, or even a thousand, which is not an exaggeration.

After the meeting that night, Ye Ling entered the "Mountains and Rivers Hundred Worlds" to take a look before going to bed.

A divine soldier descended from the sky on Qianfeng Mountain before, but in fact, there was not much need.

Ye Ling did that, just to rehearse it and see if he could achieve that effect.

The facts are certain, but Shen Jixuan has a lot of opinions.

"Boss, do you know how difficult it is for me to dodge those swords? I'm just a little monster, not to mention that even if he is reincarnated as a painting immortal, he is not the material for going to the battlefield, so don't play this next time...... I've done it for you. ”

As he spoke, Shen Jixuan bowed to Ye Ling again and again.

"Okay, well, until I find a suitable method, I won't think about this trick again, don't worry. Ye Ling reluctantly agreed.

When Shen Jixuan heard this, he exhaled, "Thank you, boss, you hurt people, boss." ”

Unexpectedly, Ye Ling's next sentence made Shen Jixuan dumbfounded again.

"If you can't go fast, just go by number, I now order you to practice for 10 hours a day, and after half a month, let this painting accommodate more than 400 people. ”

"10 ...... Boss, you're going to let me sleep for two hours a day?" Shen Jixuan said with a bitter face.

"Huh. Ye Ling smiled faintly, "I haven't heard of any goblin who will die of exhaustion, look at Jia Yong, look at the sister-in-law of the Shi family, which one is not more diligent than you and faster than you?"

After speaking, Ye Ling looked at the small tea stove burning in his room, and slapped out its flames, "Don't do these idle things, concentrate on cultivation, I will see the results tomorrow." ”

Just as he was about to leave the scroll, Ye Ling turned his head again and said, "If the spirit stone or other resources are not enough, just tell me directly, it is enough." ”

Shen Jixuan rubbed his head, "Are people who become immortals so desperate......

He instantly had the feeling of being on a thief ship.

The next day.

After a series of interrogations, the captured mountain ghost clans confessed the approximate locations of all the tribes near Qianfeng Mountain.

Because they were all interrogated separately, their information was aggregated with each other, and the information obtained was more credible.

When searching the relevant areas, Hong Yuanjun did not bypass these points, but specifically counted these tribes that were crushed by the snow one by one and collected the resources that could be used.

Especially the Blood Circles of the Blood Curse Clan, as well as the unfinished spellcasters.

In line with the idea of "knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, one will not be defeated in a hundred battles," there are departments in the army that specialize in the study of these objects.

Now that Garcia has been hired as an academic advisor to this department, the knowledge of demon hunters that Garcia has stolen will come in handy here.

Because she has the ability to use ghost spells and sacred spells, she has experienced the principles of them, so she can always quickly find the best way to break the ghost spell.

If there is another ghost spell master to make trouble, Hong Yuanjun has already mastered a more effective way to deal with it.

Recently, Xiao Tang always took the newly recovered silver-maned beast to the vicinity of Qianfeng Mountain to try out its newly obtained battle armor.

Over the past few days, the silvermaned beast has become more and more familiar with the use of the spirit stone cannon, even if Xiaotang doesn't help, it can also launch the giant cannon on its own.

The explosion on the border line all day long made those mountain ghost tribes who were struggling to survive retreat dozens of miles to the rear of the border line.

The balance of war is constantly tilting towards the Hongyuan Empire.

Five days later, Zhaojing hurried and sent the emperor's imperial decree to the general's palace.

Duan Weishan wrote only one word on the imperial decree.

"War. ”