The army of the Great Snow Mountain already had more than 10,000 soldiers, but Gu Shenwei did not feel that his strength had increased at all, and the available people were still the 1,500 or 600 old soldiers.

After defeating the reinforcements invited by the nobles, Daxueshan found a lot of prime-age slaves who had been hidden inside and outside the capital, plus the surrendered tribal soldiers, and a small number of nobles who came out of the forest, and the size of the army expanded dramatically, but these later joiners were either weak-willed or cowardly, like a large group of children who needed to be watched over at all times, but it involved a lot of energy from the old soldiers.

The battle in front of us will be a major test, and the more than 8,000 recruits will not only have to prove their combat effectiveness, but also show the dragon king how loyal they are.

It has been more than a month since the Daxueshan army left the capital, during which they trekked through mountains and rivers, trampled the paths hidden in the wilderness into avenues for cars and horses, and left a small number of soldiers in suitable places to ensure that the roads were clear and convenient for the future delivery of supplies from the country of incense.

Gu Shenwei and the lotus girl worked non-stop, and they caught up with the army in a few days.

There were three or four hundred books of the high priest, and there was not a single one missing, and they were not thrown away as waste by the illiterate soldiers, but it took a lot of work to turn them out, and it was even more difficult to put together the complete eighth chapter of the Book of the Lost Way.

Originally, the books must have been arranged in such an orderly manner that each sentence corresponded to each of the mantras, but the order was already in the hands of the high priest, and the only way to correspond to the mantras was to read them through once.

Gu Shenwei didn't have the energy to do this.

In the first few days, the lotus girl took the time to read more than a dozen books, and as soon as she found the same words and phrases as the formula, she carefully read the words before and after, and used this stupid method to really piece together some words that looked like exercises, indicating that Shangguan Ru's guess was likely to be correct.

Approaching the Western Regions, the responsibility of protecting the Dragon King is getting heavier and heavier, and she can only give up first.

Gu Shen ordered people to keep the books properly, and planned to wait for a little stability before doing this, after all, the most important means of dominating the Western Regions was not peerless martial arts, but a strong, loyal and reliable army.

The troops on the opposite side were already in formation, standing on the undulating hillsides, like rows of hand-trimmed trees.

This is the alliance of the Wushan tribe on the south side of the Xiaoyao Sea, guarding the main road in the mountains and blocking the way out of the army of the Great Snow Mountain.

There are five countries in Xiaoyaohai, Shi, Kang, Sha, and Hui are all located on the north shore of the lake, there is only one Anguo on the south bank, and further south is the Wushan Mountain Range, among the endless mountains, there are the best iron ore and the most chaotic tribes in the Western Regions.

No one knows how many tribes there are in Osan Valley, and the most conservative estimate is in the hundreds, and in order to compete for profitable veins, the tribes sometimes fight and sometimes unite, and no one can figure out the relationship between them.

The southwestern branch of Osan is a barren low hill with sparse vegetation and no abundant iron ore, which has always been a place of dislike for all tribes, but it has become a natural barrier to the land of incense.

Every year, the nobles of the country of incense will send a small caravan to cross the mountains and exchange their own specialties with the Osan tribe for goods outside the mountains, except for the ore of Osan Mountain.

For more than a hundred years, this small caravan did not attract the attention of any tribe, and it was not even clear how they differed from other caravans in the Western Regions.

Therefore, when the seven sons of the Sri family ran in for reinforcements, many of the merchants they knew were taken by surprise.

The specialty of the country of incense is a variety of magical herbs, which can usually be sold for a good price, and some of the gold and silver exchanged are used to buy scarce goods in the country, and the rest is brought back.

Year after year of accumulation, the country of incense has unknowingly hoarded a large amount of wealth, and the Sri family used this money to hire reinforcements to save the country.

Three thousand reinforcements happily entered the country of incense, day and night, only half a month to complete the journey of more than 20 days, they saw the legendary wealth, and even packed them with their own hands, but the result was to make wedding clothes for others, more than half of the soldiers died in battle, and the gold and silver that had just passed the eye also fell into the hands of the dragon king.

For the tribe that sent soldiers to fight, this was a double loss and an indelible shame.

Ha Chilie, the son of the chief of the Dongshan tribe, ran back to his hometown on foot, and the whole person was thin, black and dirty, and was almost regarded as a lost savage, and almost died at the hands of his own people.

Hachilie demanded that his father immediately gather the neighboring tribes and convey to them the news of the annihilation of the army.

Before entering the Land of Incense, the Osan tribe was misled by the Sri family, thinking that they would only face a group of robbers in the forest, and they never imagined that the enemy would be the Dragon King and the Great Snow Mountain swordsman who had disappeared for several months.

"The Great Snow Mountain has perished, how can it be ......" More than a dozen tribal chiefs rushed over when they heard the news, unable to believe the news that Ha Chilie had brought back.

But the facts are in front of us, only one of the 3,000 soldiers has returned, and there is not even a shadow of the promised gold and silver mountains.

The chiefs were furious, and swore one by one that they would do whatever it took to bring shame to them.

They wanted to contact more tribes, but the army of the Great Snow Mountain had a good time, and it had only been three days since Ha Chilie arrived home, and the army of 10,000 had already pressed the border.

The tribes hurriedly responded to the battle, barely gathered 2,000 soldiers, and won the battle at home, with high morale and familiar with the terrain.

But when they saw the army of the Great Snow Mountain covering the mountains on the opposite side, the chieftain and the ordinary soldiers, they all felt a panic.

In this way, the two strange armies have not yet clashed, and both feel that the other side is stronger.

There were more than 1,000 surrendered tribal soldiers in the Great Snow Mountain Army, and the Dragon King asked them to win weapons for themselves on the battlefield, so they were empty-handed at this time, and they were actually no different from hostages.

Gu Shenwei ordered them to stand on a high place in the rear, so that the soldiers of their own tribe on the opposite side could see it.

A stone's throw forward, is the core of the army of the Great Snow Mountain, more than a thousand veteran soldiers.

The thousands of slave soldiers of the Land of Incense are divided into three parts, serving as the vanguard and the left and right wings.

Hundreds of noble soldiers half stayed around the dragon king, half joined the vanguard.

The vanguard consisted of less than a thousand, led by a hundred veteran soldiers, and the tribal coalition sent even fewer soldiers to fight, more than seven hundred.

There was no flat enough ground in the mountains for large-scale combat, and both sides had to send these soldiers.

The decisive battle will take place in a slightly larger valley, and the two vanguard armies will each rush down a gentle slope and face each other at the bottom of the valley.

This battle doesn't really mean much other than to verify the combat effectiveness and loyalty of the recruits.

Gu Shenwei had no intention of fighting this battle, and after entering Wushan, he sent several soldiers to express the friendship of the dragon king to the tribe of the famous tribe, but he did not get any response, and none of the troops returned.

This was all expected by Gu Shenwei, he hoped that through today's battle, the Wushan tribe would be able to recognize the strength of the Great Snow Mountain, and even if they refused to join, they would be able to remain neutral in the future and not fall to Jinpeng Castle.

The chieftains on the opposite side were loudly encouraging their warriors, and they couldn't hear their words clearly, but they could see that the effect was good, and more than 700 forwards were wielding all kinds of weapons, shouting and roaring in the sky, and the sound echoed repeatedly in the valley, and the momentum was quite strong.

On this side of the Great Snow Mountain, the vanguard composed of nearly a thousand slaves and nobles is much worse, before the war has started, many people have begun to tremble, the swords in their hands are not like tools for fighting, but like redundant burdens, if it were not for a hundred old soldiers to press the formation, someone is likely to throw away their weapons on the spot.

Most of them had not heard for the first time that there was a wider world and many countries outside the country of incense until they joined the army of the Great Snow Mountain, and they were the first people in several generations of their families to go out of the capital a hundred miles away.

Recruits fear not only war and death, but also unfamiliar people and things, and an uncertain future.

Gu Shenwei pulled out the Wufeng Knife, glanced left and right, and took the lead in squeezing through the crowd of old soldiers.

A total of twenty people followed him, all of them were the strongest swordsmen and swordsmen in martial arts, including the three patriarchs of the Great Snow Mountain.

These are all pre-designated candidates by Gu Shen.

He had already made the recruits feel the atmosphere of fear of war, and it was time to take them to victory.

The dragon king and twenty followers stood at the front of the line.

Gu Shenwei turned to look at the surprised recruits, most of these people couldn't understand the Central Plains dialect, and language encouragement was useless to them, so he raised the Wufeng Sword, his eyes swept over their faces one by one, and then turned to face the enemy, blowing the horn of the bison in the Great Snow Mountain.

The recruits were not only surprised, but also incredulous, although the titles of "slave" and "noble" had been abolished, they still could not change their usual thinking, and naturally regarded the old warriors of the Great Snow Mountain as their masters, and the dragon king was the master of the masters.

According to centuries-old traditions, it was impossible for a master to fight alongside a slave.

More trumpets rattled in a low voice, converging into one that swept across the valley, instantly engulfing the shouts of the Facial warriors.

The people of the Land of Xiangji, regardless of whether they are high or low, are extremely afraid of the sound of the trumpet, and it is because they were frightened by the sound of the trumpet that they surrendered to the Dragon King two months ago.

But today, the sound of the horn made their hearts surge, and suddenly, it was no longer the roar of a monster from hell, but the roar of a dragon from heaven.

The power that the recruits have never experienced and imagined is like a steady stream of water, injected into their bodies, making them involuntarily produce the ** of running.

The battle began.

The shouts of the combatants, the cheers of the spectators, almost shook the valley.

The battle is over.

Both sides were testing the strength of the enemy, and after a brief exchange, they soon retreated to their positions and took with them the corpses of their own fighters, a dozen each, and in terms of the number of casualties, there was basically no victory.

In the eyes of the veterans, it was a small battle worth mentioning, but for the recruits, it was an unforgettable experience, and their hands holding their swords had never been so tight and steady as they were now.

Gu Shenwei believes that Daxueshan is the winner of this battle, because the recruits are becoming warriors.

He ordered half of the vanguard army to withdraw from the sequence to rest, and transferred another five hundred recruits from the left flank to replenish it, and since it was a tempering, it was necessary to involve as many people as possible.

Two groups of recruits are being mobilized, and there is a change in the tribal coalition on the opposite side.

An army of unknown origin suddenly emerged from the top of the hill behind them, slaughtering the dozen or so tribes that were preparing for a second battle.

The soldiers of the Great Snow Mountain looked at the valley in surprise, and many even thought that this was another ambush arranged by the Dragon King, but Gu Shenwei knew best, he had nothing to do with this raid.

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