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Chapter 822 The Battle of Lingshan (4)

Just as everyone was clearing the battlefield, a sergeant came from behind, who was a messenger from Shangran’s military camp. He brought good news, that was, the city guards and some elite troops led by Shangran, totaling 5,000 people, had arrived at the northern foot of Qingxi, and received several abandoned key places from the Xueyin clan, set up camps, ready to support Jinyuan at any time.

This is indeed good news. With the support of the support, Jin Ling is more confident.

After the injured were bandaged and treated and rested, the people in Jinyuan continued to march up the mountain. Until noon, they did not encounter any resistance, and even no one of the figures of the Xueyin clan saw.

During the lunch break, Jin Ling unfolded the topographic map of Lingshan and studied the direction of advance with Luo Zheng, Xuanyuan Junchen and others.

"This Lingshan topographic map is very detailed and can't be bought on the market." Luo Zheng looked at the topographic map in surprise, "and the accuracy and identification of the terrain on it are unprecedented."

This was drawn by Jin Ling according to the terrain pattern used by the Eagle Soul Squad in Dream World, and of course it is different from this Wangxian Continent.

"You can draw whatever you want, just use it." He yelled and said, pointing his fingers towards the direction of the blood pool that he had originally remembered, constantly pondering the route of march.

"The Blood Hidden Clan seems to be allowing us to go deep into Lingshan." Luo Zheng said again, "In the deep mountains of Lingshan, they are the masters and we are guests. From the perspective of geographical advantage, we are at a disadvantage. The harmony of heaven and man is not at an advantage."

"The Blood Impression Clan knows that our Jinyuan is in full swing now." Yang Lixuan said, "If the Blood Impression Clan's Blood Impression Clan's Blood Wolf Cavalry was enough to make half of the Northern Jin Kingdom cry and howl, then now, just the musket team of Jinyuan, their Blood Wolf Cavalry will go around when they see it."

"Li Xuan, don't be complacent." Jin Ling pointed to a vague area in the center of the map, which was the headquarters of the Blood Hidden Clan he drew based on his memory. "The Legend of the Blood Hidden Clan is said to be a descendant of the demon clan, from the West, with profound background and strange means, and is said to be constantly connected with the cruel Blood Spirit Sect. We have seen the power of the Blood Spirit Sect. The Blood Hidden Clan is not as cruel as the Blood Spirit Sect, but it is not much better."

The people in Jinyuan formed a long snake and meandered up the mountain. Soon, they arrived at the side of a pond.

This place looks familiar. This pool water is one of the gathering places where Feng Yuandao organized immortals in the fairyland to search for the Immortal Iron, Geng Point. That pool is also the place where Jin Ling obtained the Blood Lotus back then.

There is a stream flowing in upstream of the pool, and a stream flows out on the other side, flowing to the bottom of the mountain. Next to the pool, there is a piece of sand.

The pond water is green and there are many blood lotus on it. It is obviously the blood lotus planted by the Blood Invisible Clan. The lotus leaves sway and are quite graceful. However, what makes people's scalp numb is that many monsters and the remaining bones of wild beasts can be seen in the pond water. Some bloody smell is faintly heard from the wind.

"Give me instructions, don't get close to this pond, and don't drink it." Jin Ling said.

His order was quickly conveyed to everyone in the Jinyuan army. In fact, everyone is not unfamiliar with the blood lotus planted in the Jinyuan headquarters over the years, and has long stayed away from it.

"When we eliminate the Blood Hidden Clan, we will come back and poach them." Jin Ling said, "The Blood Hidden Clan has some tricks. The blood lotus they cultivate is better than the students of our Jinyuan Academy. We need to study it carefully."

The Jinyuan army carefully bypassed the Blood Lotus Pond and continued to set off. But an accident happened soon. More than ten soldiers from the Logistics Support Brigade were wrapped around their necks by countless strange green vines that suddenly popped out from the side, hung up, and kicked their feet in the air.

The incident happened suddenly, and only a few breaths were available. After the people around him cut off the green vines, the soldiers had already died due to suffocation and toxins on the vine thorns, with a total of fourteen deaths.

This is the first time that Jinyuan's army has died half a day since entering the mountain.

Jin Ling's face turned ashen and came to the side of the cut-off green vines. There were signs of soil turning at their roots, which were obviously newly transplanted. The vines were dark red, with barbs and poisonous thorns.

"This is a murderous vine. The Blood Hidden Clan is really weird." Jin Ling thought to himself, "And they can obviously feel the strength of the fairy power of the nearby people, and only attack the soldiers of the logistics support brigade with weak fairy power, so that they can succeed in one blow."

Like the Blood Lotus, these murderous vines are also semi-wise creatures.

Everyone looked around and found many murderous vines around, and they cleared one by one and cleared the obstacles to moving forward.

Just as we were about to move forward, amid the sound of Wulang Xiaowu's alertness, a group of people came down under the rugged mountain road ahead.

In front of this group were more than ten blood wolf riding demon wolf riding with bloody eyes from the Blood Invisible Clan.

Then there was Mo Heifeng, the head of the Blood Hidden Clan, dressed in black.

Then there was the Shi Fang that Jin Ling had met and dozens of archers from the Blood Hidden Clan.

Among them, there are several young people with blue-white appearance and blood-red pupils. Judging from their clothes, they are not like people from the Blood Yin clan, but rather similar to the Blood Spirit Sect's whistle encountered in the Yanzhao Immortal Kingdom.

"Supervisor Mo." Jin Ling smiled faintly and asked the other party a good question.

"Jin Ling." Mo Heifeng was very rude in his tone, "Lingshan is the territory assigned by the Shang royal family to me by the Xueyin clan. In the territory, all the people from Northern Jin and others are not allowed to enter. Now you are taking the army from Jinyuan to kill up the mountain. What does this mean?"

"Isn't Supervisor Mo in the Three Barbarians? When did you come back to Lingshan?" Jin Ling deliberately refused to answer the other party's question, "Has Supervisor Mo given up on the Demon Crocodile King?"

"Boy." Mo Heifeng sneered, "I originally joined the Crocodile Killing Alliance and wanted to cooperate with you to kill the Crocodile King. It seems that I still underestimate you. I didn't expect that you would give me the Blood Hidden Clan a warning behind you. You are afraid that you have already wanted to clear us."

"Master Mo, the injustice creditor, you actually know that our Jinyuan and the Xueyin clan have no great grudges. Yingxue and Ye Xiao and they all have old friends with you." Jin Ling said, "But colluding with the second prince, poisoning me, poisoning the Shang king, sending someone to kidnap Qinghan, and the Blood Wolf Cavalry burned half of the Lingshan Fairyland. Mr. Sun and Mr. Park's home were destroyed. You are still ill-treated to Jinyuan. How do you forget these things? How can you bear it again and again?"

"So you still can't let go of these trivial things." Mo Heifeng said lightly.

"In your eyes, these are small things, but in my eyes, these are huge things. It would be fine if I was poisoned by your poison, but especially Qinghan, I will never tolerate anyone touching half of her hair!" Jin Ling said.
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