Legend of Sword King

0Because it was a battle of surprise, the most important thing was to catch them off guard and catch them off guard. Thus, Cheng Qing and Song Qianshu's team travelled very quickly. When Li Muhao arrived at the foot of the mountain, Song Qianshu ordered the team to rest there while he brought Song Xuejun and Chen Qing to meet the other party.    0

    

"What's the situation?" Cheng Qing asked.    

    

Li Muhao cut to the chase, "There haven't been any battles in the past few days. Everyone has been recharging their strength and is ready for battle!"    

    

As the head of Black Stone Ridge, he had naturally received the announcement that the decisive battle was about to begin. Although this announcement had just been made, it was enough for Li Muhao to be prepared.    

    

Song Qianshu sized up the Blackstone Ridge defense line and felt a chill in his heart. The terrain here was dangerous, and the fortifications were built just right. He thought that even if he were to fight himself, he might not necessarily be able to survive.    

    

However, Chen Qing and the An Tian Sect defeated Yeru Mingguang. Although it was during the opponent's weakened state, it was clear what had happened. The most important thing was that Song Qianshu was very clear on the fact that the An Tian Sect had annihilated all of their opponents in that battle.    

    

Now that he saw the cultivators of the Tranquil Sky Sect, Song Qianshu's eyes couldn't help but light up. Song Qianshu's military attainments were not low, and he had already been through training in the army. Of course, he could tell that the cultivators of the Heavenly Faction on the Black Stone Mountain were all elites.    

    

That energy could not be faked.    

    

Besides, both his demeanor and expression were full of murderous intent. Even when there was no war, he did not relax the slightest bit. All of them were in a state of preparation, sufficient to deal with any sudden situations.    

    

In other words, the Blackstone Ridge in front of him couldn't be attacked. It could only be attacked head-on.    

    

This was no longer like a troop of cultivators. Even the elite soldiers led by famous generals would not be any better than this in terms of military attainments!    

    

Song Qianshu looked at Cheng Qing as the admiration in his eyes grew.    

    

Sure enough, it wasn't without reason that the An Tian Sect had been able to take down the Blackstone Ridge.    

    

But how could Cheng Qing have such a good military strategy? How could he train the An Tian Sect so well?    

    

Could it be that some people were born with knowledge?    

    

Cheng Qing didn't pay any attention to Song Qianshu as he said to Li Muqi: "Get ready for four hours. After nightfall, we will launch a surprise attack on Yan Luo together with Song Zhen's group!"    

    

"Don't worry Big Brother, we can act anytime!" Li Muhao was full of confidence, and was fully prepared to fight for every second after receiving the announcement of the decisive battle.    

    

Song Qianshu couldn't help but glance at Li Muhao. The confidence and steadiness of the latter made him wince.    

    

Yet another rare handsome youth, and his cultivation actually … It was also at the ninth level of the Xumi Stage? Song Qianshu was speechless. Judging from the other party's age, he was about the same age as him. His cultivation had actually reached Grade Nine. Since when did this genius become so worthless? It's all over the ground?    

    

"Let's go up and take a look. The view there is good, and we can see the Wild Goose Falling Gate where the wolfsmen are camped." Cheng Qing's words pulled Song Qianshu's thoughts back to reality.    

    

Song Xuejun, who had followed Song Qianshu up the mountain, was interested in everything that had happened on the battlefield. He looked around curiously, as if he couldn't wait to chat with the cultivators of the Tranquil Sky Sect and get a deeper understanding of their battle achievements.    

    

Compared to Song Qianshu, due to the difference in age, Song Qianshu had already been trained in the army. However, Song Xuejun was still young and hadn't even finished attending the Military Strategy Academy. How could he have ever seen a real battlefield?    

    

Arriving at the top of the mountain, Cheng Qing pointed northwest. About forty miles away, there was a mountain pass in the middle of the hills. Relying on the outstanding eyesight of the cultivators, one could vaguely see that the fortifications were very complete and full of people.    

    

"Falling geese's mouth is the main goal of this battle. As long as we can take down that place, there will be no natural moat on our line before we return to Uighur Sun Moon City!" Song Qianshu stared at that direction as his heart pounded.