The rainy days in southern Xinjiang lasted for three or four days before finally clearing up.

On the second day after the sky was clear, tens of thousands of troops in Heiqiao City went out of the city and marched southward towards the southeast direction to a place less than five miles north of the mountains. They camped in a place close to the dark forest. The soldiers cut down trees to form tall and solid camps, sharpened the wood into defensive facilities such as horse resistance, and dug trenches and other beast tide defense fortifications around the camp, as if preparing for a long battle.

But on the morning of the third day, nearly one-third of the army received the order and drove out of the camp directly, headed south into the mountains and forests, followed by the second group of nearly one-third of the army, leading the army away, and finally the third group.

The huge camp that had originally built in the first place in one day seemed to have been abandoned. Tens of thousands of troops broke into the southern forest without warning, with only two thousand men and a small number of logistics engineers finally staying behind. For a moment, not only did the movements of Nanyi in this spring seem strange, but the Taiming Army became increasingly difficult to predict!

In Taiming City, ten thousand elite troops left the city went south to take over the city defense.

Luochuan and his Lijun Light Cavalry quietly set out south at midnight on the third day. They did not take the same route as the main force of the Taiming Army, but rushed directly to the plains of the Taiming Region. This powerful army, which was originally famous in the world, seemed to have no intention of participating in the battle of the main force of the Taiming Army, leisurely started the patrol of the Taiming Army's Taiming Land.

More than 4,000 cavalrymen went south but did not go fast. They had to stop supplying whenever they went to a small town. Luo Chuan himself even took the people around him to inspect the town. Not only did he understand the people's livelihood situation, but he also resolved several civil disputes.

After such delays, it was not until the fourth night that I barely arrived at the southernmost town in Taiming area, a town that had moved the people and was now empty.

According to Luochuan's initial plan, the patrol trip was over here. After repairing in the deserted town for one night, he should return to Taiming City. But at dawn the next day, he suddenly changed his mind and led a large number of cavalry straight into a huge canyon directed to the east.

The canyon has a huge opening, and a small river winds out from it. The terrain on both sides of the river is gentle and there are few shrubs, which does not cause too much trouble for the cavalry to enter the mountains.

The canyon winds deeper, and the more you go, the darker the sky becomes.

The mountains on both sides gradually rose, and the trend of the mountain gradually became vertical. At first, there were signs of mud and rocks. When they arrived, the mountain was made of huge rocks, which looked tall and thick. When they walked closer, they even made people feel like they were about to fall!

Fortunately, the distance between the mountains is still large. Although there are more gravel rolling from the mountain at the bottom of the canyon, the horses are still allowed to advance, but the speed is naturally much slower than that in the plains.

As soon as he entered the canyon, Luochuan, Siqi and a group of Wangchuan sword cultivators were surrounded by the 100th general of the Lijun Light Cavalry. Luochuan, who had originally had an ordinary riding skills, didn't even have to pay attention to the horses under his crotch, but just looked up and observed the surroundings.

In the dead silence, there was only the rustling sound of pine trees growing tenaciously in the gaps between the rocks and rocks moving with the wind.

"This forest is really weird. It feels more dangerous than the ancient road from the county in the northern part of the Fubo Mountains..." Siqi, who was riding a horse next to Luochuan, couldn't help but lean towards him. The legs and feet of the two who were stepping on the stirrups were about to collide.

"If Siqi's chief is afraid, I can teach you a 'head cover technique'," said the long-bearded old Taoist, who was riding a horse with Qin Wansong and Chang Wuxi, behind Luochuan, had sharp ears. After hearing Siqi's words, he laughed and gestured to pull the head with a bag. "Just take a black cloth and sew it into a bag and tuck it on your head, the old Taoist can guarantee that you will be able to eliminate your fear immediately!"

The old Taoist who had long beards was still not happy, and he tsked his mouth and gently stroked his long beard with one hand. He was very talented, "It is really the simplest way. It is an incredible merit for everyone to learn such a wonderful method..."

After hearing this, Siqi turned around and glared at the long bearded old Taoist fiercely, and snorted.

"Senior Brother Niu, this is a mountain in the southern border. We need to be more careful and not be trapped in the tricks of the Southern Yi." The square-faced Taoist priest Chang Wuxi looked at the surrounding rocks with a serious face. He looked at Luo Chuan's back and approached Qin Wansong and whispered, "Senior Brother, why don't I go to the sky to see some?"

Qin Wansong shook his head and before he could speak, the old Taoist long beard took over the conversation, "Nanyi's trick? This time it is obviously our prefect and the general Lu want to give Nanyi a trick. Besides, there is no shortage of people in the sky. Your half-baked sword-control technique flew into the sky, and Nanyi a hundred miles away knew in advance that you were coming."

Chang Wuxi thought about it and it was just fine, but he still stared at his eyes and was careful to guard the world, not daring to slack off at all.

The old Taoist Changxu went forward and asked Luochuan, "Sir, I heard that after the soldiers in southern Xinjiang of Lijun, there will always be a generous reward for the Prefect's Palace after the great victory. Look at this atmosphere, there should be a big battle to fight. Are you also considering including our Wangchuan sword cultivators in the reward range? In this way, will the sword cultivators be more powerful to kill monsters and eliminate beasts?"

When Siqi heard this, she glanced at the old Taoist Changbing angrily, and even wanted to squeeze the old Taoist Changbing angrily.

But Luo Chuan just smiled slightly, "Okay."

The old Taoist Changfeng opened his mouth in surprise, and then asked in a low voice, "If we make contributions, what will the prefect reward us?"

"Why would you like to reward some houses and land. When the world is peaceful, all Wangchuan sword cultivators gather in my county, so everyone can take care of each other when they live next to each other," Luochuan said.

The old Taoist, who had long beards, immediately embarrassed, whispered while gently stroked his beard and concealed his embarrassment, "There is no need, then there is no need. After all, Wangchuan Sword Cultivator is a cultivator, and he still has to look back at Sichuan..."

Luo Chuan looked back at him, "I heard that the three thousand thatched cottages above Wangchuan were built by the sword cultivators themselves?"

"That's true," Qin Wansong took the topic and just looked at the old Taoist Changfeng with a smile in his eyes. "But a free and easy paradise like Senior Brother Niu doesn't mind living in the residences of other senior brothers."

Luo Chuan laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed in the canyon, which was extremely heroic, making the dead and strange canyon seem to be angry. He turned to the horse's back and looked at the old Taoist who curled his lips and looked indifferent, "Master Niu, I am not a stingy person. If this victory in the southern border, I will take out a batch of treasures from the treasure house of the Prefect's Palace to reward the Wangchuan sword cultivator who has made military achievements in this battle!"

As soon as this statement was made, not only Qin Wansong and Chang Wuxi and other neighboring Wangchuan sword cultivators showed a look of surprise, but also the long-bearded Taoist, who was the initiator, quickly explained, "The prefect does not need to be like this. Slaying demons and eliminating beasts is the responsibility of the Wangchuan lineage. The old Taoist's previous jokes were just to seek an opportunity to enter the neighborhood of the partial palace for some fire-type brothers to practice, and he would never have the intention of coveting the prefect's treasure house!"

Luo Chuan waved his hand and said, "Luo Chuan's move was not a whim. Not only Wangchuan's sword cultivator, but also the middle three-level practitioners in the army of my county, I will also receive rewards," he looked at the endless mountains around and said solemnly, "The world is already like this. What are the dead things guarding the treasure house of the palace? If you use them for a combination of people, every extra practitioner who has broken through the realm can save countless lives."

He whispered, "I am the prefect of the people. If the people are gone, where can there be any prefect of the people...?"
Chapter completed!