"The position of the King of Desert is yours, why not just do it directly?"

In the parliamentary tent, there were only Ye Lingtian and Leng Guao. Judging from their expressions, they did not look like they should have when they were in parliament. Instead, they were like a couple of friends who had forgotten their ages were chatting.

This was the case in the past, but it is still the case now.

"In the desert, I have never had one enemy."

"I have a rare opponent in my life. Since the Zhu family wants to accompany me to fight, why not do it!"

In front of the two, there was a small sand table. Although the sand table was small, everything was extremely accurate. This was the result of his stay with Chu Wenting to observe on the spot for two days.

Ye Lingtian never underestimates any opponent. The key to winning the enemy on the battlefield is often not the number of competitions, but who is more patient and who is more attentive.

"Have you ever thought that you thought it was a fight, but others were deliberately trying to want your life, which would be a loss."

Both of them were wandering on the sand table.

Today's desert camp is stationed on the upper bank of the Gosang River. To the south is the Dragon Kingdom Desert, and to the north is the country of heavy snow.

The barbarians of the Tianhun Kingdom are called descendants of the Vikings. They are born tall and have amazing strength.

Staying here is Ye Lingtian's choice and a last resort.

If you cross the Gosang River, you must be wary of the sneak attacks of the barbarians day and night and continue to go north.

The right time, place, people and people do not occupy one place, and the weather in Tianhun is even colder, which will be an extremely difficult test for many desert soldiers.

Furthermore, although millions of soldiers don’t have to worry about food, it is also a big problem to use water. As for Renhe, north of the Gosang River, it is a real barbarian country.

When a nation is truly invaded, they will become united. Ye Lingtian dares not say that he understands the Heavenly Soul.

Because he had never gone deep into the Heavenly Soul, there were many ascetic monks in the world in the polar regions. However, except for barbarians, there were shockingly few warriors and monks in the Heavenly Soul Kingdom.

"Do you think I will give Zhu Tianxiao a chance to return to the Northeast?"

The last gaze stopped at the mountainous area sixty miles east, which was the main battlefield chosen by Ye Lingtian.

This is a complex and changeable area, going eastward, with mountains crisscrossing, the Gosang River, a river about two miles wide.

It will shrink infinitely there until it passes through the belly of several natural mountains similar to bridges, a natural bridge about a hundred meters wide.

There are three flat bridges in total, and the tips of the flat bridge seemed to be cut off by a sword. It makes people sigh that who has such great power.

"This is the one I know."

Leng Guao smiled indifferently.

This is a fight, but as long as Ye Lingtian thinks it is a killer move, there is no need to remind him again.

"What are you going to get there?"

Ye Lingtian asked.

The courage to go to Tianhun Kingdom alone is amazing. After all, the races of the two countries can tell at a glance that Ye Lingtian has killed many barbarians in recent years, and the people of Long Kingdom have long been hated by them.

“There is good news and bad news.”

Leng Guao paused and signaled Ye Lingtian to listen to which one first.

"Then listen first."
Chapter completed!