Zhang Hao stood on the wall of Jingshan City, quietly looking into the distance.

Half a day ago, under the recommendation of Wei Zirong, Zhang Hao met the city lord here, and also met the generals of various countries. However, everyone is a little smiling at Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao can also guess that perhaps in the eyes of these generals, the country of Qixia is a "deserter", and everyone has a lot of complaints about the country of Qixia, so they naturally don't treat Zhang Hao very well.

In addition, everyone may think that Zhang Hao broke away from the country of Qixia alone and came to "beg for life", so naturally they look down on it even more.

These generals are not politicians, and they almost put disdain on their faces. But because of the identity of the Zhang family's Xuantie and Zhang Hao's true disciples, everyone was worried, and the false smile on everyone's face became more and more ugly.

So Zhang Hao just made a polite gesture and came to the city wall. I came here to observe the war and observe the weapons of war, not to fly and dog.

'I don't bother with you now, but you wait, and it won't be long before you come to me!'

When we came to the city, it was evening. The setting sun stained the earth red, but the war did not stop. Cultivators are really powerful, and they don't have a day of rest in a fierce battle. But this also comes at a price, and that is - the elixir!

In such an environment, if you want to maintain and recover your physical strength, it is obviously impossible to practice, meditate, and meditate, and there is only one means: elixir!

As the sun sets in the west, the war situation is becoming more and more intense, and for the Western countries, they want to make more efforts in the evening and when they are facing the sunset. As for the Eastern Legion, they don't want the Western Legion to rest and increase the consumption of Western pills.

But what Zhang Hao saw was a different scene:

Here, there are already some shadows of modern warfare, but the machines here are all 'magic weapons of war'.

There is a 'low-altitude flying platform', and the highest one Zhang Hao saw flying, which was more than 20 meters.

These platforms, large and small, are covered with strong defensive barriers, and are excellent weapons for charging into battle and saving the wounded, and their means of attack are: crossbows, spells, flying swords, sigils, etc.

There are also several types of warfare weapons like the Spirit Tortoise Fort, which can advance on the ground, like the tanks of this world.

In war, the two sides rarely fight alone, and most of them combine to form a formation, form a battle formation and then engage in battle.

On the battlefield, there are often sneak attacks by masters of the Yuan Infant Stage. Their flying swords would suddenly fly out tens or hundreds of meters, beheading the enemies they were fighting. Such an attack is impossible to prevent, and many good players die in this way.

Zhang Hao felt that he had really gained knowledge.

However, the battle of cultivators also has many shortcomings. All war magic weapons need to consume a large number of spirit stones, and in order to drive these bulky battle formation magic weapons, they must be high-grade spirit stones.

Its consumption is very terrifying, and on the battlefield, there are spirit stones that have exhausted their spiritual energy, like pieces of quartz stones, rolling all over the ground. It is often seen that the weapon of war is advancing while throwing down depleted spirit stones.

There are also cultivators, who are often seen taking turns to rest, but there are only a few breaths during the rest, and they can only take pills. In fact, even if you are resting, you must maintain a battle formation and maintain a basic vigilance.

And the flying sword in the Yuan Infant Stage will not exceed a thousand meters. Far away, the control is weakened, and there is a risk of being stopped by the enemy.

Flying swords are an important component of a cultivator's strength, and most of them are very cautious when using flying swords.

Until the sun sets, the heavens and the earth are dark, and the war continues, but the intensity has decreased, and the cultivators are also human beings, and they will eventually get tired.

Zhang Hao was also ready to retreat. He just came to see the war situation in this world and knew what was going on.

When he and his senior brother Feng Zhiling got off the city wall, they saw thousands of soldiers wailing on the ground below the city. In war, there are inevitably dead and wounded. The dead will be enough, but the wounded, especially those who are seriously wounded and not fatal, will be punished.

Cultivators have strong vitality, and as long as their heads are not cut off, their hearts are pierced, or the like, most of them can't die. And this also adds to their suffering.

Zhang Hao saw a soldier with three arm-thick crossbow bolts running through his chest, and he couldn't lie down at all, being held by two soldiers, and roared in a low voice.

There is a feather behind the crossbow and an arrow in front of it, and you want to pull it out...... It's not easy.

However, the cultivator also has the treatment method of the cultivator, the master of the Yuan Infant Stage came, sacrificed the flying sword, and cut off the crossbow arrow with a sonorous blow, and someone immediately pulled out the crossbow arrow.

Yuan Infant immediately closed the wound with a spell, and then let the injured person take the pill, which was considered a treatment. For the rest, cultivate yourself.

Zhang Hao blinked stupidly, if this is treated like this in another world, all doctors will be criticized, at least you have to disinfect it. But here, it seems.

Zhang Hao did not leave, but took Feng Zhiling and stepped forward to ask if he needed help.

The Yuan Infant Master who took the lead looked at Zhang Hao, then at Feng Zhiling, pointed at Feng Zhiling and said, "He can help." You...... Let's practice hard. Your cultivation is so good that you can't even cut crossbow arrows. ”

Zhang Hao silently took out his flying sword, and with one sword slashed the crossbow bolt on the soldier next to him, the flying sword was so sharp that the soldier didn't even feel pain.

The Yuanying master blinked, and his eyes gradually focused on Zhang Hao's flying sword, "Can I take a look at your flying sword?"

"This is the sword of the Xuanzhen Sect. Zhang Hao said and withdrew the flying sword.

The other party turned his head and walked forward: "You can save people." But you can only save this side. Don't go over and make trouble. Come, I will teach you.

These men were badly wounded, but none of them had broken their foundations or were mutilated, so they just had to pull out their weapons. ”

The other side?

Zhang Hao looked up, and it turned out that the injuries were divided into different areas, and the area he was in was quite good.

Zhang Hao was busy here for a while, and then slowly approached the other side; he was here to learn, and it was just a good hand to help.

The injuries in the second area are severe, not miserable, and the severed hands and feet are considered light, and there are even people with pierced spines, almost cut open chests, and arrows stuck in their necks......

In particular, spinal injuries are the most miserable. The spine is very important, in addition to the spinal cord, there is also a 'Du Pulse', and the spine is damaged, even if it is a cultivator, it is difficult to completely repair it.

Cultivators, after all, are human beings rather than immortals, and although their abilities are strong, they are not omnipotent.

Zhang Hao was still observing, and suddenly someone shouted: "Fairy Zhou is here, Fairy Zhou is here, it's quiet." ”

Fairy Zhou?

Zhang Hao came to be interested.

In the dim light, Yingying walked a spotless, simple and capable figure, and everywhere she passed, the wounded soldiers stopped wailing and tried to show their bravery.