The top of the galaxy turns, and the sun and the moon pass at the top of the crisis.

The stars are turning, and you can still see the glittering lights, which is somewhat agile. On the snowy peaks of the mountains that do not return, there is only white snow and howling winds, and there is no life in the towering thousands of miles away.

At this time, on the vast snowy ridge on the northwest slope of the Mountain, there was a team of soldiers and horses, black armor and black helmets, and even the horses carrying supplies and weapons were mostly black.

The original shiny iron armor was dimmed in the towering cliffs and angry wind and snow.

This is a cavalry corps, well-armoured, strong and strong, but since crossing the line of no return, it has lasted half a month, and more than 1,000 men and horses are now only 500 strong, and more than half of them have been lost. The loss of war horses was even greater, and there were only two or three hundred still alive, and they were no longer available for people to ride, so they could only carry supplies.

Nearly half of the journey to climb the mountain, and the remaining two or three hundred war horses are estimated to not last for a few days.

The marching procession was gathered in groups of three or five, but the ranks were vaguely orderly. The general who led the team in front was still riding a tall horse with a grim face. The peak martial artist of the Nine Realms often asked, although he knew that this mountain could not be conquered by manpower, but his face was full of murder, and it did not decrease in the slightest.

The person at the back of the team was a formation talisman master in Taoist costume, with an expressionless face, and the war horse under his crotch was only mechanically following the pace of the sergeant in front of him, struggling on the snowy mountain.

Xun Zhen, the formation talisman master who had just broken through the six realms of qi practitioners, kept taking out the wind talisman from his sleeve cage and sacrificing the array of talisman gall aura. In the face of the cold wind and snow, the gust of wind and aura will inevitably seem to be a drop in the bucket.

After all, Xun Zhen is good at runes, and the yellow paper runes embody the hard work of the rune master for more than three years, and the rank is extremely high. Once the aura of the talisman bursts out, it can create a barrier behind the army.

The strength of the 10,000-year-old Jiaoxi, and the power of the rune that was sacrificed by Xun Zhen's hundred-year cultivation, was just better than nothing. Most of the wind barrier disappeared in a flash, shattering in the blizzard.

As a general at the peak of martial arts, he is not afraid of the wind and snow, and Xun Zhen's tempered furnace ding skin is enough to withstand the baptism of wind and snow.

However, most of the Taoist cultivators or martial artists in the second and third realms in the team were unbearable. In the past half a month, more than half of the casualties have been killed or wounded, and this is still because the two people in the army have taken turns day and night to perform the technique of warding off the wind and taking care of them. Otherwise, if everyone is allowed to resign themselves to fate, what can be left now is probably less than a hundred, not on the scale of today, which is enough to gather an entire legion.

In addition to Xun Zhen, another person who can perform the art of wind-repelling is a new ten-division commander in the current army. And this ten-master is still exceptionally promoted, this person is a fellow martial arts practitioner, and the realm of martial arts and Taoist cultivation is two realms.

A monk of the Second Realm can perform the technique of repelling the wind, which is placed in the Taiyi Gate, which is a very anti-heaven existence.

It's just that this person's ability to ward off the wind does not rely on Taoist cultivation, but on an extremely rare magic weapon in his hand, the yew staff.

The origin of this ten-captain is strange. Three months ago, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, seriously wounded, came to Luoma City in Qingping Prefecture for a long time, leaving half his life to go straight to the temporary garrison of the Xijing Regiment of the Apologetic Cavalry.

The young man claimed to be from the mountains of no return hundreds of miles away, surnamed Zhu, named Tian Jiao, and said that he had important military information and needed to meet the main general to report.

At that time, the first person to report this matter was Xun Zhen, the formation talisman master. Since the lord was going out, Xun Zhen personally met with the young man named Zhu Tianjiao.

Seeing that the other party was not the main general, the young man was hesitant and refused to tell the truth. But it's nothing, the problem is that the young man has a stick wrapped tightly in thick cotton cloth, and his aura is rich, like Xun Zhen, a qi practitioner who has already advanced to the six realms, he can see at a glance that it is a rare immortal magic weapon.

The eyes of the array master looking at this young man instantly became extremely hot.

The young man's temperament was also extremely tenacious, even if Xun Zhen used all kinds of magical powers and was pressed to the death, he only said that the purpose of breaking into the military camp alone this time was to report the whereabouts of the Tragic Heavenly Sword.

It turned out that the young man's injuries were accumulated on the way to climb down the mountain of no return against the wind. He was able to get down the mountain alive, and the one he relied on was the yew staff in his hand.

Yew staff, the supreme magic weapon of Taiyi Gate, there are only five in the entire Xuanhuang world. There are three roots left in Hongmeng Mountain, and one was given by Hongmeng Mountain in the North Wilderness City; the other one, which was originally the treasure of the Xiqiao Mountain Sect, was stolen by a disciple of the sect more than 200 years ago, and has not been seen since.

The origin of this yew cane in Zhu Tianjiao's hand is self-evident.

Since the young man was willing to risk his life to go down the mountain to report the military situation, and openly carried with him an important magic weapon lost by the immortal wealthy Xiqiao Mountain, what he asked for must be extraordinary.

It was related to the whereabouts of the Sorrowful Sky Sword, and of course Xun Zhen did not dare to ignore it. At the turn of spring and summer, it had been three years since the first dispatch of troops, leading the Xijing Cavalry Corps, and slaughtering Lijiazhuang on the border of Ganliang Prefecture.

In the past three years, the cavalry and scouts of the Xijing Legion have traveled almost half of the southern part of the Xuanhuang world, and they have never found the slightest clue about the Sorrowful Sky Sword.

The cavalry corps and Wang Jing, the Hongmeng Mountain Walker, also often exchanged information by transmitting flying swords. Wang Jing united the Taiyi family sects in various mountains, and in the entire northern territory, he has found nothing in the past three years.

It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to come. Now I see that there is an opportunity to turn around, but this opportunity is all tied to this half-dead young man with tied hair.

Although Xun Zhen coveted the magic weapon in the young man's hand, he did not dare to force it too much. On the one hand, he ordered the military doctor with the team to carefully regulate and treat the young man and make him recover as soon as possible, and on the other hand, he sent a message with a flying sword and asked the chief general who was going out on business to report urgently.

Chang Yi asked Dexin to return to the city quickly, and met the young man who was still being treated, and the two of them closed the door in the main general's tent and talked secretly for several days. In those few days, all the affairs in the army were handed over to Xun Zhen, the formation talisman master, to deal with alone.

Therefore, the content of Zhu Tianjiao's conversation with the main general, Xun Zhen does not know.

However, on the day when the main camp reopened, Chang Yi immediately ordered Xun Zhen to quickly recall the elite scouts scattered all over the place, and ordered everyone, regardless of distance, to rush back to Yama City within three months to standby.

The cavalry corps was assembled in late summer and early autumn, and the battalion was drawn out. At that time, the morale of the army was high, well-equipped, and how mighty. The iron horse is like a meteor, and the distance of the small half of the state is approaching in ten days.

Unexpectedly, as soon as you climb this snow-capped mountain of no return, it will be like a mud cow entering the sea, and you will not be able to use half a point of your ability to reach the sky. Watching the soldiers and horses, groups of soldiers and horses died suddenly in the march.

When these sergeants died, they could not even tell that they were dead, and their colleagues only saw them walking on the road, walking and walking, and then they fell silent. Then, in an instant, it turned into a cold, stiff statue. When his companion took a few steps and looked back, even the stiff statue was gone, except for a slightly raised pile of snow.

Warriors treading the snow, war horses howling in the wind, every step may be the last step in this life. Looking up, I saw a white expanse, and I didn't know how far the peak was.

According to the new Ding Commander who risked his life to break into the camp to report the news, what he is taking now is the best route to the summit of the Mountain of No Return, and the peak here is called Wuqian Peak.

The peak of Wu Yan has been more than 10,000 high!

"This time, we are probably going to be wiped out by that kid surnamed Zhu. A general, who was a centurion, muttered to the lieutenant general beside him while struggling to step forward.

The adjutant general gasped and said, "I knew this was the case, when he broke into the camp, he should have ordered the sentry on duty to be beheaded indiscriminately." ”

The centurion said: "But this kid is very good, and on his tattered clothes, the word 'sad sky' is written in blood." These two words are already well known in the current army. Even if he is dead, there is no way to hide many hidden secrets. He also fell into the crime of delaying the military plane and disregarding human life. ”

The adjutant general looked at the windy and snowy front, "I hope what that kid said is the truth, otherwise, if it is really two legions, they are all lost in the desperate situation of this snow-capped mountain, before we die, we will do it first." ”

Before entering the snow line, the main general often asked, and summoned more than a dozen centurions to the main general's camp to discuss matters. At that time, in the battalion, the only general below the centurion was the ten-captain named Zhu Tianjiao.

The young Ten-Commander swore to everyone, "Judging from my experience on this trip down the mountain, after crossing the snow line, the sergeant who can support the half-moon journey will be able to live to the summit of Wuqian Peak as long as he keeps his mood stable and has sufficient supplies." ”

Therefore, the order given by the commander at that time was, "Fifteen days after crossing the snow line, as long as there are more than 300 remaining sergeants, insist on climbing to the top, cross the Wuqian Peak, and raid Si'an Village." ”

Under the snow line of the mountain and the mountain of no return, it has long been far away from the people, except for Xun Zhen, the formation master who has the means of flying swords to transmit messages, and the main general Chang Yiqing, no one can spread the news. Therefore, there is no need for the main general to conceal the route of this expedition.

Even these words undoubtedly revealed the general strength of the enemy.

The centurion looked back at the bottom of the mountain, and the fierce breath that covered the sky and the sun, carrying a steady stream of goose feather snowflakes, rushed to his face. The snow in the mountains of no return flies from the bottom to the top!

"That kid, most of what he said is true. The centurion said, "He went down the mountain before, and walked alone against the wind, and the situation was a hundred times more dangerous than it is now." ”

The deputy general looked far away, "Well, I hope that what awaits us on this trip is really that once-in-a-lifetime meritorious achievement and wealth, not a burial place that can be avoided even if you are buried in the ground." ”

The centurion withdrew his gaze from a distance under the mountain, looked at the deputy general, and said, "I am even more looking forward to it, Hongmeng Mountain can fight for this and give me a chance to change the door." If you can enter the Taoist temple in the middle of Hongmeng Mountain to practice, this half of your life will not be in vain. ”

The deputy general shook his head and said: "Hongmeng Mountain is really so easy to go up, then if our array talisman master can go back alive, won't he have to climb to the top of the mountain, and become a supreme immortal master like Wang Jing, who has to bow down and worship all the Taoist cultivators in the world?"

The centurion smiled: "In the whole world, there is such a sword of sorrow; Even if the Sorrowful Heaven Sword Master is a powerless person, it's not just anyone who can take this errand. ”

Just chatting with or without a match, I feel that in the snowstorm, there is gradually a trace of warmth.

There is no time in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year. This peculiar army of three or five groups marched the snow-capped mountains and unknowingly endured more than 10 days.

Sure enough, as the ten-division said, those who survived half a month had very few casualties. More than 20 people have died in more than ten days, but the damage to the horses is getting bigger and bigger. Now there are only more than 100 riders left, all of whom are extraordinary sweat and blood BMWs.

Even the mounts of the main general Chang Yiwen and the formation talisman master Xun Zhen have also joined the horse team to carry supplies.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Tianjiao couldn't help but sigh secretly, "No wonder I never saw horses in the mountains that didn't return." ”

More than halfway through the trip, it is not easy for these 100 world-class sweaty BMWs to support so far. When I reached the top, I didn't know how many horses were left.