Chapter 127: Armor (asking for monthly ticket)
The three crows that were frightened away by the arrows flew away in all directions, then quickly gathered together and flew towards the northwest.

After crossing the mountains and hills, we soon saw a long team.

After circling above the team, three crows fell straight towards a luxurious carriage in the team.

He climbed in through the carriage window and jumped to a stop in front of a man in a black robe.

"what?"

Mu Sheng looked at the three crows that suddenly flew back, let out a light exclamation, and immediately grabbed one of them to look at it, and began to receive the image.

As the images flashed through his mind, Mu Sheng's expression became more and more unsightly, until finally the image of an arrow piercing two crows appeared.

Mu Sheng couldn't bear it any longer, and slammed his palm on the table, making the dishes and bowls on the table clatter, and then shouted angrily:
"Damn it, you dare to kill my bird!"

The three women in the carriage were startled by his sudden rage and looked at each other.

"Brother Sheng, what happened?"

Ren Yingying asked first, she also knew something about Mu Sheng’s crow flock.

Knowing that Mu Sheng knows some bird-controlling skills, these crows are his spies in the sky.

"Stop the team first."

Mu Sheng did not answer Ren Yingying's question, but gave an order first.

Seeing this, Lan Fenghuang quickly got out of the carriage and shouted:

"The leader has ordered us to stop advancing!"

Soon, messengers rode forward and backward on horseback, conveying the order to stop.

In the carriage, Mu Sheng also relayed the information that the crows had discovered to the women in a few words.

Although they didn't understand how these crows could convey so much information through their eyes, the women did not doubt the authenticity of the information.

"These bald donkeys really have bad intentions," the straightforward Lan Fenghuang was the first to curse.

"That's right. Sister Lan is right to scold you, bald donkey." Yue Lingshan's face turned red with anger.

"Brother Sheng, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Let's stay out of the spotlight for now."

Ren Yingying said calmly:

"Although the imperial army is powerful, it is not as flexible as us. We can just break up into smaller groups and scatter."

“No need!” Mu Sheng waved his hands and said hatefully: “If you dare to kill my bird, I will kill him!”

Ren Yingying looked at Mu Sheng helplessly. If someone didn’t know, they would think that he had killed another bird.

"Their plan is nothing more than to trick us into entering Shaolin and then send a large army to besiege us."

The martial artists are definitely no match for the imperial army on the front battlefield, but each of these martial artists is skilled in Qinggong.

As long as they run into the mountains and forests, no matter how many troops the imperial court has, they will be useless.

This is also the reason why Zuo Lengchan and others wanted to trick Mu Sheng into Shaolin Temple.

"Since they want to fight, I will satisfy them. Pass the order down."

Following Mu Sheng's order, the Sun Moon Sect's mighty army began to march again.

In the eastern part of Songshan Mountain, in the military camp in the valley, inside the big tent.

"Report!" A messenger rushed in and knelt down to report: "Sir, the rebel army has arrived at the foot of Songshan Mountain."

"Probe again and report again!"

The man in bullfighting uniform waved his hand to let the messenger retreat, his face filled with the joy of a good harvest.

With the merit of suppressing the rebellion this time, he will have the capital to compete for this position after the commander-in-chief abdicates.

After a cup of tea, another scout came with news.

"Report! Your Excellency, the rebel army did not go up to Mount Song, but instead came towards our military base." "What?" The Tongzhi stood up in shock and glared at Zuo Lengchan behind him.

He believed that they had leaked the news, and then he was amused by Mu Sheng's behavior.

"This traitor doesn't even think about how to escape, and dares to come to where my army is."

"Pass the order down, put on your armor and form a battle array, let these rebellious bandits see the power of the imperial army."

After the Jinyiwei commander gave the order, the entire military camp was like a tiger awakening, and a murderous aura rose up.

Then the gentleman turned his gaze to Zuo Lengchan and stared at him with cold eyes.

"Left Sect Leader, since the rebels have not fallen into your trap, you and other disciples of your sect do not need to stay in ambush on Mount Song any longer. Quickly transfer them to the front of my army and wait for orders!"

"Zuo, I obey your orders!"

Zuo Lengchan wanted to refuse, as it was clear that they were going to use their disciples as cannon fodder, but looking at the other party's eyes filled with murderous intent, he did not say a word of disobedience.

Fortunately, Shaolin and Wudang were still there to share the misfortune with the Songshan Sect, so Zuo Lengchan felt better.

Songshan, Shaolin Temple.

At this time, thousands of martial artists had gathered in Shaolin Temple.

This is because the time is too short and many people from the martial arts world who are far away do not have time to arrive.

"Who would have thought that one day we would be able to make peace with the Demon Cult? It's really unpredictable."

"Where on earth did this Mu Sheng come from?"

"Be careful, can you call me Mu Sheng? You should call me Master Mu now."

"Hey, let me see, what's going on with these monks? Why are they suddenly gathering together?"

"People from Songshan Sect and Wudang have also gathered together. I'm afraid something big is going to happen."

Soon, all the martial artists on Mount Song discovered something was wrong. Shaolin, Wudang and Songshan sects quickly gathered together and quickly left the mountain.

“What happened?” Yue Buqun looked curiously at the direction where the disciples of the three sects left.

"I'm not sure, brother. Should we follow and take a look?" Ning Zhongze asked.

Because of the Qi and Sword Sect incident, Yue Buqun had some hostility towards Shaolin Temple, so only he and Ning Zhongze from the Huashan Sect came to attend the conference.

"Let's go and have a look!"

"Senior Brother Yue, let's go together." People from Hengshan School, Taishan School and Hengshan School also followed.

“Something big must have happened.”

"Bullshit, you don't even need to tell me that."

"Let's go and take a look."

Soon, martial artists from the Shaolin Temple also rushed over in groups of three or five.

In the eastern part of Songshan Mountain, outside the valley where the military camp is stationed.

The imperial army had already formed its battle formation, and the army of more than ten thousand people seemed to have no end in sight.

The presence of swords and spears, and the sharpness of swords and halberds fully demonstrate the murderous aura of cold weapons, which makes people feel cold in their hearts.

The people of the Sun and Moon Sect who were within an arrow's range couldn't help but become nervous. If they were facing these soldiers one-on-one, or even one-on-ten, they would not be afraid.

However, the sense of oppression brought by this organized army and the doubled lethality made these believers who were walking on the edge of a knife feel timid.

Mu Sheng was not in a hurry to attack. He was still waiting for the arrival of Shaolin Temple and others. He hated being deceived the most.

The imperial army was not in a hurry either. They were also waiting for the arrival of these cannon fodder. The siege turned into a violent attack. If the casualties of the soldiers were too great, his credit would be reduced. On the contrary, it didn't matter how many of these martial artists died.

After a while, people from Shaolin, Wudang and Songshan School arrived.

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