The Alchemist God

Chapter 211: Seven imperial generals

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The wind and rain swayed in the sky, connecting the world and the earth. Amidst the cold surroundings and the sound of violent horseshoes, 60 imperial guards led by Lin Muyu passed through the cold leaf forest and stepped into the boundary of the Seven Customs. Everyone used it. The silver helmet covers the head, the white cloak is lifted to cover the face, the top of the head and shoulders are already covered with snow, and even the eyelashes exposed outside are also covered with a layer of frost. The cold of the Seven Customs is far from Lanyan City. Comparable, it can be called a very cold place.

"Tweet..."

Suddenly pulling on the reins, Lin Muyule stopped the horse, so that the horse was almost about to fall off in a rapid sprint. He lifted the cloak, and a handsome cheek was condensed with a faint wind and frost due to the severe cold. He looked up and looked far away. There are many mountains, and between the mountains is an official road leading to the Seven Seas Province, and at the end of the eyes a fortress stands majestically in the wind and snow.

Seven customs, here it is!

"grown ups!"

Wei Qiu pointed to the front and said, "Look, the scout from the Tianchong Legion is here."

Not long after the talk, the figures appeared in the wind and snow, all heavy cavalry wearing imperial armor, "Dangdangdang" several times, a group of scouts pulled out their long swords, surrounded Lin Muyu and others, led by A middle-aged general shouted sharply: "Who dares to break into the Seventh Customs?!"

Lin Muyu took out his Zhennan General's token and said: "The new Zhennan General Lin Muyu, come to see General Du Hai of the Tianchong Legion with your majesty's edict!"

"You are Lin Muyu?" The middle-aged general raised his brows and said with a smile: "The legendary figure who has been passed down in the imperial capital has such a white-faced and niche appearance. It is really strange... Ha, since it is General Zhennan, then follow him. Let me come, I will show you to the general of our house."

"Thank you!"

The scouts turned around, raised the banner of the Tianchong Legion in the squally snow, shouting loudly: "Get out of the way!"

The sound of horseshoes gradually became stronger, and a total of about 200 riders approached the Seventh Customs House.

Getting closer and closer to the fortress, Lin Muyu looked up and couldn't help but marvel at the defensive ability of this fortress. The wall was almost made of huge stone blocks, about 50 meters high, and it was called "natural danger". It’s not an exaggeration that there is even a faint appearance of molten steel on the wall. It is covered with sharp knives embedded in the wall. It is impossible to climb at all. In other words, if you want to conquer this fortress, you can only break the door, but the door is A giant gate made of pure iron, ordinary attacks seem to have no news at all.

"Open the door!" The middle-aged general raised the token in his hand.

In the wind and snow, the soldiers in the city waved their hands, and the door slowly opened in the next moment. Accompanied by the sound of the wire twisting, the steel door, which was at least one meter thick, slowly opened. A group of soldiers holding swords in the city were standing by. , From the faces of the soldiers of the Tianchong Legion, you can see the fighting spirit and refinement.

"General Lin, come with me!"

"Thank you!"

Wu Zi was riding on the war horse, and a group of people followed the scout general along the road in the fortress.

Wei Qiu and Xia Housang looked at everything around them, both of them could read a hint of horror. What kind of pass is this, this is clearly a strong city!

The scout general seemed to see what was on the minds of several people, smiled slightly, and waved his hand: "General, you have also seen that the Seven Customs Houses are unbreakable. They are known as the world's number one barrier. There are plenty of weapons, food and grass in this city, enough for nine. It took Wan Dajun for seven years to build this seven customs, it took the previous generation of emperors a full 21 years!"

Lin Muyu nodded and said, "It's a miracle."

"Hey!" The scout general's face was not without pride, and then he said, "General Du Haihai is known as the head of the'Seven Gods Generals of the Empire'. He has guarded the Seven Customs for nearly ten years. This fortress has never made any mistakes, hey... ten Year!"

Lin Muyu was stunned: "The seven imperial generals?"

"Yes indeed!"

The scout general touched his nose in embarrassment, and smiled: "But this title was judged by the brothers in the army. Your Majesty has not yet approved it. Hey, just treat it as a joke."

Lin Muyu came in interest and asked, "Excuse me, which seven generals are they?"

"According to the order of ranking, they are: Du Hai, Xiang Yu, Feng Jixing, Qin Lei, Feng Tiannan, Ji Yao, Lin Yu, hey... the ranking of generals in my house is even higher than that of Xiang Wentian’s descendants, Xiang Yu! "

"..."

Lin Muyu smiled slightly and didn't say much, but he became more interested in this Du Hai. What would the person known as the number one general in the Great Qin Empire look like

At this moment, everyone came under the second wall of the Seventh Customs House, and a soldier's voice came from above: "Open Humen!"

"Squeak..."

The squeaking sound of the iron ropes was very harsh, and the gate with golden tiger heads slowly rose up. Lin Muyu and others rode in quickly, and finally came to the position of the middle army in this fortress.

Humen is a hall. Although solemn and solemn, it can also be called simple. Piles of flames illuminate the inside. Both sides of the Chinese army hall are soldiers of the guard battalion holding the hilt of the sword. Lin Muyu's eyes swept away. At least 3,000 people are really serious enough, and in the Great Hall of the Chinese Army, a group of military commanders are on both sides and are drinking.

The general scout stepped forward and reported: "Admiral, General Lin Muyu of the town of Lanyan City, holding a letter from your Majesty, begging to see you."

"Let him in, it's hard work, General Liu, you can withdraw!"

"Yes, General!"

Lin Muyu walked in with Wei Qiu and Xiahousang, and the generals of the Tianchong Legion on both sides suddenly looked at them like swords, creating an invisible sense of depression.

Some of this group of generals are even the title of ten thousand chiefs. The military ranks on their necks have two golden hexagrams, which is really scary. The general who is about 40+ years old sitting in the middle has three golden hexagrams with vertical and horizontal faces. Staggered with seven or eight knife scars, looking at Lin Muyu with torch-like eyes, suddenly stood up, clasped his fists and smiled: "General Lin came from a long way, please forgive Du Hai for not being able to meet him far away."

Lin Muyu respectfully clasped her fists: "The general is now under the shaman. I am here to give an edict from your majesty. Please receive the edict from your majesty."

"Yes!"

As soon as he mentioned the emperor, the wildness and wildness on Du Hai's face was wiped out in an instant, and he hurriedly stepped forward to Lin Muyu's back, knelt down on one knee and clasped his fist and said, "The final general Du Hai, please accept the edict!"

The other twenty-odd generals also knelt down one after another, their faces full of solemnity.

Lin Muyu took out the edict and read out: "With the order, General Du Hai dispatched 20,000 elite soldiers to Zhennan General Lin Muyu to go to Cangnan Province to eliminate the remnants of the knights in the mountains. The period is limited to 60 days. No, Lin Muyu must return the 20,000 troops back to the Seventh Customs, but Du Hai must not neglect it whenever necessary."

Du Hai was stunned, and raised his head and said, "Your Majesty, this is to... Want to lend you soldiers at the end?"

Lin Muyu nodded: "Yes, the general will take the order?"

"Yes!"

Du Hai raised his hand to take the edict, read it, and said with a smile: "General Lin Muyu's young hero is really rare. I think Du Hai was only a small captain when he was your age, but the general was already expensive. A general in a town and reused by His Majesty, able to command 20,000 troops, and many commanders in the Imperial Army have nothing more than that. It is really enviable!"

Lin Muyu didn’t know how to answer, so he respectfully said: "The general is utterly complimented. I just owe your majesty’s wrong love. I don’t know when the general’s two thousand elites can choose me. ?"

"Don't worry, 20,000 people are not a small number. They need to be counted carefully. What's more, I have to provide horses, weapons, food and other matters for the 20,000 people. They will be delivered tomorrow morning. What does General Lin think?"

"Okay! Thank you General."

"You're welcome, we are both serving for the empire, so how about each other? Come here, General Lin and the two generals sit down together, it's freezing cold and warm up with a glass of wine."

"Thanks."

At dusk, the wine was slightly drunk, and some of the generals were even drunk.

Lin Muyu stayed awake all the time. At this moment, Wei Qiu walked over and said with an ear: "My lord, I just went down to check the process of selecting their soldiers. It's a deceitful deception. All we have is some veterans and recruits. Some veterans are nearly sixty years old, how can they be able to fight?"

"Exactly?"

"It's true!" Wei Qiu raised his head and glanced at Du Hai, and said, "This empire general is nothing more than that!"

Lin Muyu raised his hand and said, "Okay, let's not talk about it, the veteran is a veteran, it's nothing, the veteran is also an intangible wealth, it doesn't matter. I was worried that they would not lend me a man. After all, these 90,000 horses are also Du Hai's heart."

"Well, what the lord said is extremely true."

After drinking for a while, Du Hai looked drunk and dizzy, and said with a smile: "Dare to ask General Lin, have you...have brought any soldiers and horses in the empire before?"

Lin Muyu shook her head: "No."

"Oh?"

Du Hai couldn't help but smiled, and said: "Your Majesty dared to hand over the 20,000 army to someone who had never brought a soldier before, and he really valued the little general..."

As he said, he groaned and laughed: "General Lin, there is a word in the next, I don't know if it should be said."

"General, please speak."

"Since the general has no experience of leading troops, the old man will choose one of the generals to join the army to join the army and make suggestions for the young general, how about?"

"This..." Lin Muyu thought for a while, and saw Du Hai's look like "You won't be allowed to bring you a man", so she nodded helplessly: "Well, as the general wishes..."

"Ha, that's fine."

At this time, everyone was already full of food and drink, and Du Hai immediately got up and said, "Generals, since you have eaten and drank enough, let's go back to camp and rest. Get up and train tomorrow morning!"

"Yes, General!"

A group of generals got up and retired.

"General Lin Muyu, stay here." Du Hai said with a sudden smile.

Lin Muyu didn't know what medicine he was selling in the gourd, so she stood there in shock, watching Wei Qiu and Xia Housang go outside the Chinese army's account to wait.

"General, what's the matter?" he asked.

Du Hai groaned, with a chill in his eyes, and said with a sneer: "The 90,000 horses in the Seventh Customs House were brought up by Du Hai. It can be said that everyone is a brother. Let me hand over these brothers... It's true. I'm a little bit dissatisfied, Lin Muyu, you want me to be 20,000 people, but let me Du Hai see your true skills!"

"What do you think?" Lin Muyu's eyes were frantic, knowing that things would not go so smoothly.

Du Hai laughed, raised his hand and sucked a long knife into his hand in the air, and said: "Pick me Du Hai with three knives. If I can't take these three knives, then you don't have to send your troops out."

"Okay!" Lin Muyu raised his hand and pulled out the Dragon Spirit Sword, a sword chant resounded around the Chinese Army's Great Tent.

"No, they are going to do it..." Wei Qiujian frowned.

Xia Housang took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, although Du Hai is the third heavenly realm, my grown-up may not be defeated, and... Du Hai doesn't dare to do anything to the grown-up."

"Well, I hope so..."

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