Chapter 5 The Battlefield Connecting the Two Countries

Blood-stained flat ground is a buffer belt connecting the Zema Wilderness Outpost Camp and the Song Dynasty Border City. It is also the most important defense point for the tribes of the Song Dynasty and the wilderness. In those years, the first place where the Central Plains and the Tuoba tribes fought was the blood-stained flat land. The blood is not big. But this is indeed the place with the most bone burying warriors. Although there is not much war between the Song Dynasty and the wilderness tribes now, the defense has never been relaxed.

After the princess's carriage came out of the wilderness, it was getting dark, and the tribe closest to the outpost camp also needed more than an hour. Yuan Li sat in the carriage and quietly held the carriage, hoping to reach the battle flag tribe before dark. Zhao Feng just leaned quietly on the carriage and closed her eyes and did not speak, while the princess in the carriage. He Wanyu may have been tired after an assassination and fell asleep. And the cavalry of less than 10 people next to the carriage is still on guard, afraid that things will happen again in the wilderness.

The carriage finally rushed to the war flag tribe before Haoyang fell to the earth and entered the war flag tribe. The tribal chiefs arranged their own rest bags, and Yuan Li followed the patriarch into the largest desert bag in the center. What are you discussing? Zhao Feng recovered his true spirit in the arranged barren bag and quietly left the tribal territory.

The night covers the sky, and the red moon shines the earth into blood. The wilderness at night is always full of so many unknown dangers, even if it is only a few miles away from the Song Dynasty. Zhao Feng still carefully went to the destination.

Gaoqiu Xiaodi is a little master near the outpost camp. When he fought with the Song Dynasty, the tribal command of the outpost camp looked down on the whole battlefield here. Zhao Feng looked at the blood-stained flat ground in front of him in the high hills. Taking out a bamboo tube from the green shirt, Zhao Feng opened the front of the bamboo tube. A bird flew to the border city of the Song Dynasty. Zhao Feng casually threw away the bamboo tube and made no action. He just quietly stared at the area where countless troops were buried, and his practice was really flat.

When the red moon was in the sky, when it hung high in the sky, a black figure appeared on the high hill. The black figure could not see clearly and his face was dressed in special black clothes. When the man in black saw Zhao Feng standing on the high hill, he immediately knelt on one knee and was about to speak. I saw Zhao Feng waving his hand and shut up quietly.

Zhao Feng ignored that the man in black was still staring at the flat ground, and the man in black still knelt down. The night lasted for half an hour. Zhao Feng turned his head and looked at the man in black and said calmly, "Today, in the wilderness, Princess Pearl was assassinated"

The man in black was about to speak as his body trembled. Zhao Feng continued to say, "Don't let that person know this in advance," and then he took out a piece of cloth from his sleeve and threw it in front of the man in black without any emotion. "I found out who did it and gave it to you in 5 days. If you can't find it in 5 days, you will hang your head in the courtyard"

The man in black picked up the rags left by Zhao Feng and replied, "Yes," and then disappeared into the high hill. Zhao Feng turned around and continued to look at the blood-stained flat ground.

On the other side, Yuan Li just came out of the patriarch's barren bag, looked at the wilderness man standing guard around him, and went directly to the barren bag where Zhao Feng was located. Yuan Li also wondered whether the green-shirted teenager was a disciple of the five sects of the First Academy of the Song Dynasty. If it was a royal college, it would be nothing. If it was a disciple of the other five sects, he should also be a core disciple. Of course, Yuan Li still hopes to persuade the young man in green clothes to become a royal offering.

"Sir, I don't know if the old Yuan Li can come in," Yuan Li said in front of Zhao Feng's barren bag. After waiting for a while, he didn't answer, so he said a few words and saw that no one was still talking. Yuan Li did not go in and thought whether he was practicing, so he shook his head and left Zhao Feng's barren bag and went to the barren bag where the princess was

"I'll give you an explanation for today's assassination." Gaoqiu Xiaodi's figure appeared behind Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng looked at the flat ground in front of him and said, "How many people do you think have died on this flat ground"

"Tens of thousands of people, the Central Plains and the Tuoba tribe invested more than 100,000 troops in that decisive battle"

"In just half a month, you have entered half a step to know your fate." Zhao Feng turned around and said to the figure. When the red moonlight shone on the earth, it reflected the appearance of the figure, since it was Tuoye, the chief disciple of the Demon Sect.

"Even if I enter half a step, I'm still not as fast as you. I think you can enter the acquired fate at any time!" Takuno said.

Zhao Feng just smiled and did not answer. Then the high hill entered the calm again, and as soon as the red moon in the night sky appeared from the clouds, it was covered by another cloud. The seemingly plain dialogue between the two is due to the momentum. If this is a practitioner below the realm of Dongxuan, he will not be able to withstand the momentum of the two and be injured.

"Where is the next stop?" Takuno asked calmly.

"Lin'an, wait for his arrival"

"Some people have also been born in the divine religion. Maybe they have come to this bloody flatland"

"The man of the divine religion is not in our eyes, is he?" Zhao Feng turned around and looked at the flat ground.

"Although it is not in our eyes, after all, he also has a realm no less than ours." Tuo Ye walked to Zhao Feng's side and looked at the flat ground.

"The people in Ximo should not have been born yet." Zhao Feng did not answer Takuno's question.

"This is a great world. Those people in the unknown place will be born, it's just a matter of time," Takuno said.

Then there was a brief silence. When Chiyue left Yun's arms, the two people on the high hill disappeared again. After returning to the Zhanqi tribe, Zhao Feng sat directly and practiced.

At the same time, a group of people looked at another person in a secret room somewhere in the Song Dynasty

"The news just came that the plan failed," said the man who was watched. After hearing this, the whole secret room was quiet and a little depressed.

"Tell the nobleman about this first, just in case," said another person in the secret room.

The others didn't say anything, just nodded and left. Only one person stayed in the secret room and looked at the teacup in his hand. With a sigh, he got up and left the secret room.

The south of the blood-stained flat land is close to the border city of the Song Dynasty. A figure walked step by step to the blood-stained flat land in the dark night. The red moon reflected the figure, dressed in a white shirt embroidered Haoyang, and the young face revealed the coldness that did not match the age. The body of a wild wolf beside him was obviously killed by a teenager, and the sword in his left hand was still dripping with the blood belonging to the wild wolf. He looked coldly at the blood-stained north.

"Those who should not survive, I will let you bury your bones in this flat ground forever." The young man in the white shirt said.

---I hope everyone can give me some flowers for publicity. It is the first work of the little one. The writing in the early stage is too strange, and it will gradually get better later. I promise not to let everyone down.