After walking for seven or eight days, we finally left the territory of Lingnan City.
We headed towards Jiayang Pass.
Li Chang'an traveled during the day and studied the GPS maps at night.
Because there were no place signs, he had no idea where he was.
All I know is that we should be arriving soon.
After all, in the past few days, it has been obvious that the atmosphere in the military has become increasingly tense.
The number of scouts sent out also increased.
Many of them returned injured.
Li Chang'an also couldn't cure illnesses, so he didn't interfere.
However, he was somewhat interested in the medicines used by the military doctors.
During these past few days of marching, I would occasionally run up to the army doctor and learn some medical knowledge from him.
The entire army knew that there was a white-robed immortal in the ranks.
After all, everyone saw the rice that was piled up everywhere that day.
Although some people don't know what happened, the news has spread throughout the army in recent days that a white-robed immortal conjured up rice.
Therefore, Li Chang'an was basically in a state of doing whatever he wanted in the army.
No matter where he goes, no one will stop him.
No one would be so blind as to expect him to follow the rules of some military units.
Didn't you see that people don't need to announce their arrival when entering the tent of the army's main general?
Li Chang'an was listening to the military doctor bragging.
He said that his ancestors discovered this herb, dried it, ground it into powder, and mixed it with wood ash to stop bleeding and remove blood stasis.
Li Chang'an nodded frequently as he listened, even though he didn't quite understand what he was saying.
But it's still much better than the boredom of marching.
The auxiliary soldiers didn't dare to speak to him at all, while Zhao Hu and his men only knew how to flatter him.
Only this white-bearded army doctor dared to speak eloquently in front of him.
He would occasionally tell some legends from the martial arts world.
The main reason Li Chang'an came over was to hear those legends of the martial arts world.
It's definitely not because this white-bearded old military doctor said that his family has a secret family recipe that can cure kidney deficiency.
So Li Chang'an inquired for several days but failed to extract the ancestral secret recipe.
Just as he was getting impatient and was considering exchanging money for the secret recipe.
Suddenly, an artificial intelligence voice came from the GPS in my head.
"Beep, there is a risk of accidents ahead. Someone is lying in ambush. Please take precautions."
Upon hearing this, Li Chang'an's expression turned serious.
He mounted his horse and galloped to the front of the army.
Upon seeing Meng Xian and the others, they pulled on the reins and stopped.
Before Meng Xingyun could speak, he heard Li Chang'an shout at them.
"The entire army must halt immediately and wait in place; there is an ambush ahead."
Meng Xian raised her hand and clenched her fist, signaling the guards beside her to stop, and said, "Pass on my order: the entire army is to prepare for battle."
"Here you go!"
Only after her personal guards rode up on horseback, shouting commands to bring the troops to a halt, did she ask Li Chang'an.
"Sir, do you know anything?"
Without wasting any words, Li Chang'an directly projected the GPS.
The map shows a blue arrow surrounded by red dots, and a large area nearby is covered with red dots.
Wang Zhongxian stared in surprise at the light screen before him, reached out to touch it, and passed right through it.
What is this?
"This is the Haotian Mirror. My master knew I was going to war, so he specially sent it to me."
Li Chang'an began to explain.
These days, Wang Zhongxian and others have been subtly inquiring about his background.
So Li Chang'an simply repeated the previous story to them.
His master was Hongjun Laozu, and he was Hongjun Laozu's disciple.
Because their earthly ties were not yet severed, he descended to the mortal realm and married Lin Youchu.
He would end his romantic entanglements in this life and then return to heaven to continue cultivating immortality with his master.
Wang Zhongxian and Meng Xingyun exchanged a glance and asked with some curiosity, "What magical uses does this Haotian Mirror have? Please tell us, Mr. Li."
Li Chang'an didn't waste any time and zoomed in on the screen.
Wang Zhongxian looked at himself in the picture and couldn't help but feel a chill.
Turning to look at Meng Xian and the others, he saw himself in the light screen, also turning his head.
"This Haotian Mirror can see everything on earth from the heavens, so there's no need for anyone to panic."
How could Meng Xian and the others not be surprised? They had only ever heard of such a magical treasure in myths and legends.
This sudden appearance left them somewhat bewildered.
"Never mind that for now, take a look at who's lying in ambush on the other side."
Li Chang'an moved the camera to the red dot not far away.
A group of soldiers dressed in black armor were seen hiding on both sides of the hillside.
As the camera moves, it finally rests on a young man dressed in fine clothes.
Wang Zhongxian and others couldn't help but gasp when they saw the group of soldiers and young people.
"These are the Black Wolf Iron Cavalry of the Liao Kingdom, and also the second prince of the Liao Kingdom, Tolui."
Meng Xian's face also darkened, and her expression became somewhat serious.
"The Black Wolf Cavalry? The Second Prince Tolui? What are their backgrounds?"
Seeing the drastic change in the expressions of Wang Zhongxian and the others, Li Chang'an couldn't help but ask.
Seeing that he didn't understand, Wang Zhongxian explained, "The Black Wolf Iron Cavalry is one of the most famous cavalry units in the Liao Kingdom."
The second prince, Yelü Tuolei, was the son of Yelü Hongji, the emperor of the Liao Dynasty. He was skilled in both literature and martial arts from a young age.
Last year, in the Battle of Minghe Fort, he led 50,000 cavalry and captured the fort in just three days. Within the city, they burned, killed, looted, and massacred 150,000 Han Chinese, earning him a fearsome reputation.
Meng Xian added, "Thanks to your reminder, sir, otherwise we would have suffered heavy losses if we had been ambushed by them."
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