Weichuan.
The sky is high and cloudy.
Four or five light rides crossed the mountains and looked down on this piece of river from a high place.
Xie Zishe looked around: "The four fields are flat and open, there is no land, and more effort is needed."
Yue Ruohe said, "With immortals and wizards here, even if you have the advantage of the terrain, you won't be able to take advantage of it. It's better to fight hard."
After speaking, he rubbed his elbows on the people around him: "Brother Baiyun, how many people have you come from the Henglian Sect?"
Cang Min said: "My Henglian Sect has always been loyal to the dynasty, and the old sect master has been guarding the North Pass for a lifetime. I think people from the Jindan period and above will come."
Yue Ruohe said, "Actually, when it comes to our contributions to the dynasty, our sects can almost be honored as princes and prime ministers."
"It's strange." Xie Zishe said, "In those days when Xue Ye talked about hearts, you all had to go the chivalrous way, but now you're getting older, but you think of the prince and the chancellor, and you want to go to fame and fortune."
"Senior Sister Xie, you don't know something." Yue Ruohe said, "I was drinking with Brother Baiyun a few days ago, and I was a little drunk. We talked deeply into the middle of the night, which is what we were talking about."
"Oh?" Xie Zishe raised his eyebrows.
Cang Min took over Yue Ruohe's words: "We think that when a ranger travels in the rivers and lakes, he sees injustice and draws his sword to help, but in his life, even if he becomes a hero and enjoys a good reputation in the rivers and lakes, he can only save a hundred or ten people in his life. , at most several thousand people. But if you serve the dynasty, you will be able to save people's lives - for example, if we win this battle, the world will be unified, and the people will be able to live and work in peace - this is something that can't be done even as a chivalrous person. ."
"It also makes sense." Xie Zishe nodded: "You guys have grown from 'personal swordsmen' to 'righteous heroes'."
"I'm a little embarrassed about that." Yue Ruohe, facing Senior Sister Xie, unexpectedly no longer raised the bar, but felt ashamed.
"Since this intention has been decided, swords have no eyes, and I am not on the front line, you can just take care of yourself." Xie Zishe smiled.
Cang Min said: "Senior Sister Xie, to tell you the truth, by this time, I'm not as afraid of death as I used to be."
"The origin of the beauty is easy to get old, and the hero must be martyred eventually." Xie Zishe said: "You have the way you are willing to be martyred, and I also have the way I am willing to be martyred. Those who have the way are not afraid of death."
Speaking of this, she smiled casually and raised her eyebrows at Lin Shu: "I don't think immortals who ignore the world will come to the battlefield, so I can't figure it out."
Yue Ruohe said: "Cough, this, this... Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by Beauty Pass, this... Xianjun, sometimes also sad at Beauty Pass."
Cang Min added oil and vinegar: "Brother Lin's family is the eldest lady after all..."
When Lin Shu listened to their jokes, it seemed as if he wanted to put a hat on himself as "stunned by color".
Okay.
They are not serious, but the eldest lady is still serious.
Ling Fengxiao said: "If there is no objection, we will camp here on the high ground."
Xie Zishe also returned to the state of a serious man: "The Northern Xia cavalry are numerous, and the horses are fierce. When the two armies face each other, they are on a high ground, and they can neutralize the disadvantage of our cavalry. It is very appropriate."
Since the big sister agrees, the others have no objection.
"The battle of Weichuan is about morale, and the key is to hold the Beixia cavalry to charge." Ling Fengxiao looked around the high ground and said lightly: "The center formation should be thick, the armor should be heavy, and the two wings should be supported by light cavalry with spears."
A young general beside him said: "Your Highness, under General Zheng of Anning City, there is a heavy cavalry that traverses the northern border. It has never been defeated. It can be transferred."
"Anning City cannot be moved. Anning City and Zhenyuan City need to be prepared for a surprise attack from Northern Xia at any time."
Cang Min said: "His Royal Highness, I, Heng Lian Zong, would like to help with magic. Heng Lian's internal skills are better than defense, and the mere cavalry charge is no problem."
Ling Fengxiao: "Thank you."
Cang Min said: "It should be like this."
"The Northern Xia cavalry is certainly scary, but the Northern Xia sorcery is far inferior to the orthodox immortal path I pursued." Yue Ruohe said.
Xie Zishe said, "This is a great blessing."
Lin Shu thought that although Yue Ruohe usually has his own set of fallacies, this sentence is very reasonable.
Even though there are thousands of strange witchcraft in Beixia, they are only derived from a line of alien sorcery. Thousands of years of inheritance, large and small sects, there are good and evil, each has its own unique skills.
For example, the Heng Lian Sect where Cang Min is located is extremely skilled in defending one, and it can be called an iron wall.
Another example is the Dream Hall, which can incarnate all things and hide its breath. It is used for detection, surprise attack, and it is like a divine aid.
Another example is the Nanhai Sword Sect, which is best at confronting the enemy, the Huanhailou, which can confuse people's minds, and the Nanshan Medical Valley, which is rejuvenated with wonderful hands... There are countless.
If these sects can complement each other with the army, Nanxia's combat power will probably be doubled several times.
Of course, the most important point is that Beixia has no more witches.
When Lin Shuzheng thought of this, he heard Cang Min say: "But the North Xia wizard is cunning and can't prevent it, it's really difficult to do."
"Leave it to me," Ling Fengxiao said, "You can just concentrate on fighting the enemy."
Cangmin said yes.
Lin Shu continued to think, and the person who mastered the terrifying power of the great witch has now become Ling Fengxiao.
The key is that Bei Xia doesn't know about this matter.
If he knew, what Xiao Xuan sent would not be a letter of challenge, but a letter of surrender.
"When immortal disciples face the enemy, there is still a layer of concern... Immortal cultivators are contaminated with too much blood, and it is said that the world will not tolerate them, and they will be sold by Zi Lei... Then they will be wiped out and cannot be reincarnated." Yue Ruohe said.
"The war was started by me, and the cause and effect, I will take it alone, and I have nothing to do with the public." Ling Fengxiao hooked his lips, and said lightly: "Before the war, I will worship the heavens and the earth, and make it clear that you don't have to worry. "
Yue Ruohe said, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Ling Fengxiao looked at the boundless rivers and mountains in the distance, and asked Xie Zishe, "How many years has it been since Daxia was in chaos?"
Xie Zishe said, "Two hundred and thirteen years."
But seeing Ling Fengxiao slightly lowered his eyes, he said, "It's time too."