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However, just when Song Zhuo got up and was about to lift the curtain of the carriage to go out, he heard Lu Shen's voice from outside the carriage.

"Although the other team should try to hide their whereabouts as much as possible, with elite soldiers and fast horses, but Wei Junshi is our brains, and we must take your physical condition into consideration, so we should take the horse-drawn carriage."

Hearing this, Song Zhuo was sure that the "you" Lu Shen mentioned before was Wei Zheng.He glared angrily at Junshi Wei, who was pretending to be asleep, and sat back down again.

At this time, there was the sound of soldiers walking quickly outside the carriage, and accompanied by the low whine of the horses, the carriage shook.

What is this doing?

Song Zhuo quietly lifted the curtain of the carriage window, and saw that the cloth armor soldiers outside their carriage had been replaced by a group of people in black armor.

The person who wanted to drive the carriage for them should have also changed.

These black armored soldiers were obviously more heroic and stronger than the previous cloth armored soldiers, presumably these people were the elite leaders of Lu Shen's team.

And Wei Zheng's carriage will set off with them.

The team led by Lu Shen has about 3000 people. The large troops follow the official road, and they take the small road.

After walking for another half a day, the sky outside gradually darkened. However, due to the urgency of the battle, as an elite that needs to play a miraculous effect, this army needs to be in position before the army arrives at the main battlefield in the northwest, so it can only march overnight.

This time, the country that invaded the northwest border of Dayin was the country of Yao, which bordered it, and the destination of the troops led by Lu Shen was a barren mountain between the two countries of Yin and Yao.

The name of this mountain is Xiwu Mountain. It is so high and steep that it is not easy to climb.Regarding this Xiwu Mountain, there are still many strange and weird legends circulating among the border residents.Although these legends are different in appearance, the essence is the same.

Xiwu is a ghost mountain, it can eat souls, living things enter, and within a hundred steps, they will turn into stones.

It was obvious that General Lu did not believe these legends. During the march, Lu Yue and several generals studied the terrain. They all believed that if they could ambush on the Xiwu Mountain, they would definitely achieve unexpected miraculous effects.

The elite army led by Lu Shen walked through dozens of scattered villages and thousands of hectares of fields, and finally came to a dense forest at dusk on the second day after they separated from the army.

This forest is at the foot of Nanshan Mountain in Xiwu. Looking north from here, you can already vaguely see the shape of the mountain over there, which is indeed as abrupt and towering as the legend says.

Because there is no road in this forest, it is difficult for a carriage to travel, and this place is not too far from the destination, so it is an inevitable choice to leave Wei Zheng's carriage here.

This time before Lu Shen came, Wei Zheng got out of the carriage consciously, followed by Song Zhuo who had changed into a black armor.

The armor was brought in by the soldiers next to the carriage on the afternoon of the first day the elite troops set off.

At that time Song Zhuo wanted to relieve himself, but held back because he was afraid that it would be too abrupt for him to go out in cloth armor.

Wei Zheng said to him, "Then you and Lu Shen want an elite team uniform, you don't really think he doesn't know you're here, do you?"

And when Song Zhuo and Wei Zheng were arguing about whether Lu Shen knew that there was an extra person in the carriage, someone suddenly stuffed a suit of armor into the carriage, and Song Zhuo, who refused to admit defeat, immediately shut up.

Although Song Zhuo was still embarrassed to be seen through some tricks at the time, he soon relaxed.

Since Lu Shen knew that he had been in the army for so long and hadn't sent him back to Maojing, he would not make things difficult for him after he came here.

And with General Lu as his backer, he no longer has to do anything secretly.

Since then, Song Zhuo has been much more upright than before when he eats and goes to the toilet. He even poked his face out of the carriage several times during the march, and there were no soldiers because there was one more person in the carriage who was not Wei Wei. The military division was surprised.

Therefore, when Song Zhuo and Wei Zheng got off the carriage together, no one talked about it.

On the contrary, Song Zhuo himself was very uncomfortable. He met Lu Shen's eyes and smiled with a guilty conscience, "Hey, Brother Lu, long time no see."

Lu Shen ignored him, just shook his head, whispered something to Vice General Zhou beside him, and then discussed with Wei Zheng about the next march.

After a while, Deputy General Zhou brought two red horses from nowhere, and distributed one to Song Zhuo and one to Wei Zheng.

Seeing that Song Zhuo had chosen the more docile horse, Lu Shen nodded slightly, and then announced, "Go ahead and try to get to the foot of Xiwu Mountain as soon as possible."

After Lu Shen finished speaking, Vice General Zhou loudly conveyed his instructions to the accompanying soldiers, and the 3000-strong elite troops set off again.

The forest they were in seemed to be about twenty miles away from the foot of Xiwu Mountain.

The trees in the forest are mainly pines and poplars, occasionally some low shrubs.In autumn, the ground in this forest is covered with a layer of fallen leaves, and the dry green covers the color of the soil.

The horse's hoof flew over and raised a dead leaf.

The three thousand elites stepped into the forest facing the setting sun, until the night fell completely.

Song Zhuo followed Wei Zheng and Lu Shen on horseback. He only felt that the coldness accumulated after entering the woods. Even though he was wearing armor, he couldn't help but get goose bumps at this moment.

Walking with Song Zhuo was Lu Shen's deputy general, and Song Zhuo called him very familiarly, "Brother Zhou, don't you feel the cold?"

Deputy General Zhou has always been looking ahead and rushing seriously, but because of Song Zhuo's words, his face changed.

He was more than cold, Deputy General Zhou felt like he was walking in an ice cave at this moment. If it wasn't for the faint moonlight, he would even suspect that his body was covered with ice, so stiff that he couldn't move.

Song Zhuo suddenly realized something when he looked at Vice General Zhou's expression. He turned his head and looked back, only to find that the faces of the soldiers behind him were all frighteningly stiff.

It turned out that he was not the only one who felt cold.

It's just that these people were restrained by military orders, so they all resisted and insisted on marching.

Song Zhuo was about to call Wei Zheng in front of him immediately, but when he turned around, he saw such a scene.

The forest, which was still visible due to the moonlight and the torches held by the soldiers, suddenly began to see a mist rising from the ground.

The fog gathered thicker and thicker, but in an instant, Song Zhuo had a feeling of being trapped in a cave.

The people around him seemed to have disappeared, leaving only a thick, unresolved darkness.

His mouth seemed to be covered, and he couldn't speak at all.

His ears were also blocked, and he couldn't hear any sound, and the world became silent in an instant, terribly quiet.

The red horse he sat on seemed to have disappeared, turned into a lifeless stone.

He couldn't even breathe.

He desperately wanted to call for help and struggle, but all of this seemed to be in vain. He was firmly imprisoned by a force, and he would die in the next second.

Of course Song Zhuo knew that he would not die, or that death was just another kind of rebirth for him.

But the fear at this moment is real.

Song Zhuo's brain was swelling, and he felt that his body was being engulfed by the mist little by little, and the engulfed limbs disappeared like this, no longer belonged to him, and he could no longer feel the slightest bit.

"Little Zhuo!"

Just when Song Zhuo's throat was about to disappear in the mist, he heard a voice.

The sudden sound in the silence was like a life-saving straw at this moment, and Song Zhuo subconsciously wanted to hold him tightly.

His hand, which had been engulfed in mist, waved into the air, as if grasping a cold and hard pillar.

Song Zhuo didn't care about what the pillar was, he was only happy that his hand was back.

And that pillar obviously didn't want to be ignored, it squeezed into Song Zhuo's consciousness little by little.

What Song Zhuo saw first was a pair of deep eyes filled with anxiety and concern, and then a whole upright face, which was Lu Shen.

At this time, Lu Shen and Song Zhuo looked at each other, from cheeks to torso and limbs to the steed he was riding, all appeared on Song Zhuo's right hand little by little.

And with the appearance of Lu Shen, Song Zhuo saw the forest again.

It's just that apart from him and Lu Shen, there was no one else in the forest.

"what happened?"

Song Zhuo clenched his right hand on Lu Shen's arm a little more.

"I don't know, but I suddenly found that everyone is gone." Lu Shen's eyes lightly glanced at the arm held by Song Zhuo. Although half of his body was stiff, he still tried his best to maintain calm. "There is something strange about this wood."

"Yeah." Song Zhuo nodded in agreement, he tentatively relaxed the hand that was holding Lu Shen, and immediately seemed to feel unreal in front of him, so he grasped it desperately again. "It's strange that everyone has disappeared, why are there only two of us left? And it seems that I will disappear at any time as soon as I let go."

"Really? Then you should hurry up."

"Oh."

At the moment when the two of them looked at each other awkwardly, a sound of hooves suddenly appeared in the dark forest.

"who?"

Lu Shen drew out his sword reflexively, and shouted loudly.

He only heard a familiar impatient man answer him, "It's me."

"Wei Zheng!" Song Zhuo responded quickly.

After Song Zhuo's voice fell, a man in a blue robe riding a red horse appeared next to them.

Sure enough, it was Wei Junshi.

"What's going on?" Song Zhuo and Lu Shen asked Wei Zheng almost at the same time.

"I don't know either." Wei Zheng said casually to the two expectant faces, "It must be some uninitiated sorcery."

Not getting started?Song Zhuo couldn't perceive these things because he didn't have magic in this life, but after hearing what Wei Zheng said, he thought, then this black magic is easy for Wei Zheng to solve.

"Then you're almost done."

"I can't solve it." Wei Zheng shook his head calmly.

"Why?" Song Zhuo was very surprised. If he couldn't understand it, why would he dare to talk about uninitiated sorcery? What's more, there are still spells in this world that Wei Zheng can't understand. Did they encounter some great gods and old monsters?

"It's not because that old immortal Ksitigarbha locked my spells, otherwise even this low-level magic spell would not be able to be cast within a hundred miles around me."