Dart Master

Chapter 566
The snow fell more and more heavily, and the knee-high snow did not make Mobei's cavalry restrain in the slightest. On the contrary, at the foot of Tianji Mountain, military tents were like tigers, staring at the Taoist priests on the mountain.

They all knew that the Taoist priests on Tianji Mountain had reached the end of their strength, and they only needed to intensify their attacks, and this line of defense leading directly to the Central Plains would collapse.

The Taoist priests of Tianjimen quietly ate dry food with snow balls. Their Taoist robes and beards were stained with white ice, and they could only rely on their own vitality to resist the cold.

Due to the withering of the northern Taoist sect, most sects only sent some outer disciples to fight symbolically.For them, the most important thing is their own stability. As for who rules the north, it doesn't make much difference.

Feng Er sat in the big tent, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the map in front of him. He knew that his disciples were already encouraging themselves under the extreme cold.But helplessly, he couldn't find a better way to solve the crisis in front of him, and he could only count as long as his teeth could last.

I turned around and got a general idea of ​​the strength of the two sides. There are about five thousand cavalry in Mobei. These cavalry are all brave warriors under Tuoba Chong's command, and all the horses they ride are of the highest quality. Snow BMW.

Looking at Feng Er again, not counting the mob in the periphery, there are about a thousand pure Tianji sect disciples. With the charge of the cavalry and the severe cold over the past few days, the remaining number is less than [-].

If it weren't for the advantage of occupying Tianji Mountain, and the strong support of Tianji Sect's talismans, magic weapons, and magic weapons, Tianji Mountain might have already fallen under the iron cavalry.

"Brother Hurt, aren't we going to Changbai Mountain? Why are we staying here?" Shaotian looked at me with some puzzlement. He didn't have a good impression of Taoist priests, and he was thinking about how to save Xiaozizi, so he urged me .

With a cold light in my eyes, I pointed coldly at the dark military tent on the opposite side, "Shaotian, did you see it? That is the Northern Desert Cavalry, my biggest enemy in the future, and one of our most troublesome opponents. Let's All we have to do is to help these Taoists and be able to defeat them."

"Then what should we do?" Shaotian thought for a while.

"Let's go see an acquaintance first, maybe he needs our help very much at this moment." I smiled, and led Shaotian slowly to Feng Er's Chinese army tent.

"Who is here, dare to trespass on my Tianji camp." The guard stopped me and shouted.

Right now the two sides are fighting, and Shaotian and I are both tall and tall, and I have a thick tiger beard on my face, which looks very much like a fierce man from Mobei. It is normal for them to be wary.

I smiled proudly and said, "Please inform Mr. Feng that an old man from Jiangdong is here, and I want to see him."

I hated Feng Er for a period of time. He was the master of Seventh Uncle, and he was also my teacher, but he made me unjust in Jiangdong and forced me to go far away.

But now, I rule the two schools of Xuanmen, righteousness and evil, and I suddenly feel that he may not be what I thought, especially when he asked Zhao Heizi to give me precious ginseng when he was in Baihuamen, which made me feel even more so. Very surprised.

Now that I think about it, the words old man Feng said back then, which drove me into evil ways, may have been well-intentioned.

Not long after, the guard turned around and came back, "Mr. Feng is welcome."

Shaotian and I walked into the camp quickly, and Feng Er was sitting cross-legged in front of the desk, meditating with his eyes closed.

"You're here." Feng Er opened his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot and exhausted. It was obvious that he was a little exhausted from the stalemate for several months.

"Sir, it doesn't look too good!" I said.

After not seeing him for a few months, Feng Er's face had already had many wrinkles, his eyebrows were condensed into one, and his figure became a bit hunched due to exhaustion and worry.

"King Qin came here to see Feng's joke, right? Now that the Mobei thieves have violated the mirror, and the Xuanmen are busy fighting with each other, only I, Tianjimen, use the strength of the mantis to stop the iron cavalry, and the defeat is true." Sooner or later." Feng Er shook his head and sighed.

"Mr. Feng, please call me Wushang. I came this time and brought you something."

While speaking, I waved my long sleeves, and the wine and meat originally stored in the Qiankun bag suddenly appeared in the big tent of the barracks. When I came, I had a premonition of the crisis in the northern war, so I asked Bai Chaoyang to prepare a large amount of wine and meat for me.

If it wasn't for limited time, I would even be willing to bring them food and grass for a month. During this period of retreat, I tried to recall the memory of Yang Feng back then, and found that the Qiankun Bag has a wonderful way of being able to store and store.

It is precisely this ability that Yang Feng has hidden so many treasures in it.It's just that my current cultivation is limited, and the things I can take away at one time are limited. At present, the materials that have accumulated more than half of the tent are already the ultimate that I can achieve.

The guards on the side were all dumbfounded. They had never seen such a magical method, and they all regarded me as a heavenly being.

"You take all the wine and meat and share it with the brothers outside, so that they can drink and eat freely." I said humanely to the young people in the big tent.

The young Taoist gulped down a mouthful of saliva and held on for several months. The dry food in Tianjimen was almost exhausted, and the Taoists could only satisfy their hunger with snowballs and hard cold noodles.

Even the Taoist priests in the sect were all cultivated people, and many of them fell ill and lost their combat effectiveness. Many even died of starvation and freezing on the top of Tianji Mountain.

When Feng Er saw that I was called a disciple of Tianji Sect as a senior brother, a gleam of relief flashed in his eyes. He knew that I was a very righteous person and didn't care about Jiangdong's affairs.

"Teacher, there's probably something wrong with this." The young Taoist looked at Feng Er with some fear in his eyes.

"Qingfeng, he is Lord Yan of the Taoist sect, but anyone in my Taoist sect naturally puts the emperor's order first, so let's do as he wants." Feng Er didn't know the current predicament of the disciple sect, so he waved it immediately Waving his sleeves said.

Qingfeng was overjoyed, and immediately bowed to me and said: "It turns out that Lord Yan is driving Yanshan. If you were rude just now, please forgive me."

"Those who don't know are not guilty!" I raised my hand to signal him not to be too polite.

When I came to Yanshan, I forgot the identity of Yan Jun. Qingfeng ran outside ecstatically and asked the Taoist priests outside to come in to bring wine and meat. Everyone gathered around the campfire and had a delicious meal.

At this time, it is no longer important to have the same hatred and the same enemy.Of course, the rules of the Tianji Sect are not so strict, and none of the disciples are monks who eat fast and chant Buddha's name. After being exhausted for many days, all the people are full of joy after drinking and eating, and have the strength to fight again.

Of course, I'm not so polite to those "lazy guys" from other sects outside who come here to make up for their numbers. They came here under the order of Feng Er, but none of them really resisted the enemy. On the contrary, they consumed a lot of food and grass here.

When the Mobei cavalry charged, they immediately hid behind the position and were useless at all.

It's not easy for Feng Er to drive them back. After all, they are all sent by the various sects to help them. If they are rushed back, other true benevolent people will also be discouraged.

"Wu Shang, now that the war is on, what advice do you have?" Feng Er pointed to the map and asked loudly.

I took a closer look, pointed to a stream to the west and asked, "Where is this place, and why are both sides idle here?"

Feng Er said: "This is Feng Xi."

"It's strange, why don't the Mobei people sneak attack you from Fengxi, if I were the commander of the Mobei army, I would definitely pass through the stream." I said.

Feng Erdao: "The bottom of Fengxi is the hot spring water. Although it is freezing in the sky, there is a layer of ice on the surface, but the undercurrent is surging underneath. Once people step on it, they are likely to fall into the hole. middle."

I thought about it carefully, "Great, we can give them a flood of the Seventh Army."

Feng Er knew that I was no longer the stunned young man who had just entered the Taoist sect, so he hurriedly asked: "Oh, what do you think, please tell me quickly."

I pointed to the map and said, look, we are on Tianji Peak, and the enemy is downstream. We will completely dig the stream and block the stream.Once the enemy enters our ambush circle and then opens the gate to release water, Mobei people are good at riding and shooting, but they are not good at water. Once the water submerges, they will definitely not be able to resist.

Feng Er stroked his beard and stared at the map for a while.Then he pointed to the map and asked me, did you see this?

(End of this chapter)