The Taihang Mountains stretch endlessly, not only in the Great Han Empire but also across the entire continent, a famous mountain range.

  It lies in the western frontier of the Great Han Dynasty, stretching from north to south for several thousand miles.

  Stretching across the northern grasslands and southern great rivers, dividing the vast hundred-mile plain in two.

  At the intersection of the mountain range and the plain, a lean team had quietly traveled for several days.

  The dawn light once again enveloped the earth, and people in the camp had already begun making preparations to set off.

  After another short while, the sun finally revealed a small corner of itself. Reflecting off the morning dew, it was like molten steel pouring out of a furnace, radiating light in all directions, making it impossible to open one's eyes wide enough to gaze directly at it.

  However, Xu Haifeng's eyes were not affected in the slightest. His gaze followed the red sun as it rose steadily, until the endless light illuminated the clouds at the horizon, like a colorful tapestry, shining like brocade.

  "Taihang Mountain is really long..." Xu Haifeng muttered to himself.

  Looking far into the distance, that continuous mountain range is beautiful and varied, with peaks rising high into the clouds like a string of pearls on the head of the supreme ruler, shining brightly. The colorful undulating mountains are like a peacock spreading its screen, dazzling and enchanting.

  However, in Xu Haifeng's eyes, that beautiful scenery full of poetic charm could no longer arouse even a little interest.

  Indeed, whoever it is, having marched hastily in this place for nearly ten days, probably won't have any good mood left.

  "We've already walked very quickly."

  An old voice sounded behind him, and Taiyi True Man walked slowly to his side.

  "You're already so old, yet you still run around like this. The wind is really to blame..." Xǔ Hǎifēng said respectfully to the old Taoist priest.

  Taiyi Zhenren smiled casually and said: "You kid, I should also move this old bone of mine, otherwise it will really rust."

  His gaze swept over the black flag soldiers who had already set up camp and were on their way.

  Xu Haifeng suddenly felt a pang in his heart and gazed intently ahead, only to see the old Taoist's eyes filled with complexity.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  "Alas... Such a fine soldier, truly beyond this old Taoist's expectations."

  Taiyi Zhenren sighed, although he had a high opinion of the Black Flag Army's heavy infantry after witnessing their strength. However, it wasn't until he followed Xu Haifeng and others on this rugged mountain road that he realized he had still underestimated these silent iron-blooded warriors.

  It's hard to walk on mountain roads, this is a common sense that everyone knows.

  On the mountain path, if it's just one person, the impact is not very big.

  But if it were an army that wanted to march through here, on this unopened mountain road, their march would be hundreds of times more difficult than marching on flat ground.

  Since ancient times, there has never been an army that can march on mountain roads.

  But today, this record was finally broken.

  Hei Qi Jun, they seem to have been born to break all sorts of records.

  This time, they did something that seemed unthinkable in the eyes of many people.

  Five thousand people, a full five thousand people, and their horses, a full five thousand horses.

  This behemoth suddenly unfolded a rapid march on this narrow and rugged mountain path.

  Xu Haifeng's gaze swept through the crowd, his brow furrowed suddenly, and he shouted sternly: "Lin Jiahui."

  Mo will be there. Lin Jiahui shouted loudly and jumped up high, in a few ups and downs, he had already arrived in front of Xu Haifeng.

  "Where is the scout?"

  Lin Jiahui bowed his head respectfully and said, "It was sent out last night."

  "What's wrong with them?" Xǔ Hǎifēng pointed at the few listless special forces members in the distance and asked.

  Lin Jiahui's face turned red, hesitated for a brief moment, and immediately said: "These few days of marching on mountain roads, they have to be responsible for exploring the terrain, searching for pedestrians, and concealing their tracks. It's a bit too tiring."

  "Hmph..." Xu Haifeng snorted in anger.

  Having heard the serious discontent in Commander Xu's voice, Lin Jiahui's face turned even more pale and red.

  "I know you're suffering, these past few days of marching have been something you've never experienced before. And to make matters worse, all the peripheral work has been handed over to you as well."

  Lin Jiahui looked at that upright face with a hint of surprise, wondering in his heart, wasn't Xu Haifeng supposed to scold his own special forces? How did he end up defending his own troops instead.

  "But...” Xu Haifeng looked at Lin Jiahui, who had raised his head, and said: “You should know that the people in the Black Flag Army are just ordinary people, they don't have any martial arts skills. Moreover, their bodies are burdened with over a hundred catties of armor."

  Lin Jiahui was suddenly speechless, his face red, and he bowed his head and said: "Yes, I understand."

  Xu Haifeng waved his hand, and Lin Jiahui immediately turned around and left.

  He arrived before his subordinates with a fierce and powerful momentum.

  The special forces members saw his unfriendly face and couldn't help but have some slight movements.

  Lin Jiahui's gaze swept across their faces, his tone growing increasingly stern: "Look at yourselves, you're all so listless and lacking in energy. Do you still look like heroes of the jianghu?"

  They were all stunned at once, and then changed color simultaneously.

  However, Lin Jiahui didn't give them a chance to speak and immediately shouted: "Take a look at the Black Flag Army, those ordinary soldiers, how are they? They don't have any martial arts skills. Now take a look at your appearance..."

  Everyone looked at each other in dismay, although they had some dissatisfaction with Lin Jiahui, the spirit of the Black Flag Army was clear to all, how could they close their eyes and talk nonsense?

  Far away, Taiyi True Man's power was so profound that Lin Jia Hui's every word and deed couldn't escape his ears and eyes.

  When he mentioned the ordinary soldiers of the Black Flag Army, the old Taoist's mouth twitched slightly.

  How can this be compared...

  Nor is it known how Hai Feng trained this terrifying army that makes people tremble with fear.

  Anyone who has walked on mountain roads should know how difficult it is to walk on them. Even he, an old man, had been rushing around here for several days and had some ominous signs of aching bones. However, this was probably due to his advanced age.

  What about the Black Flag Army?

  If it weren't for the wind blowing against them, if their clothes weren't covered in mud. The old Daoist would have really thought they had just set out from Wudang City on the first day.

  They didn't come empty-handed.

  Due to the lack of any logistics troops, all the soldiers' weapons, armor, and even dry rations and water for this period were carried on their backs.

  The weight of that full-body armor is almost equivalent to a person's weight.

  Apart from that, each of them brought some extra things which Jiang Gongming had prepared as gifts for the barbarians.

  Five thousand people each contributed a few pieces, and together they made a considerable gift.

  So many things, almost equivalent to their own weight now.

  However, these soldiers of the Black Flag Army carried such heavy loads as if they were unaware, still marching swiftly and effortlessly.

  Moreover, they have no requirements for food and accommodation.

  Their every meal consisted of just two black and coarse buns plus a single dark and shiny salted vegetable strip.

  Eating such food, they can still maintain such abundant physical strength, it can be seen that their foundation is so thick.

  They didn't bring tents, and every night they slept under the stars.

  No matter how dirty the ground is, as long as the order comes down, they will throw a thick layer of rain cloth on the ground and lie down like this. Sleep until the second day dawn, then march again.

  Eating and drinking in such simplicity, these so-called ordinary soldiers did not fall ill at all.

  They may be ordinary, but they are absolutely ordinary in every way.

  If it's said that being able to train the soldiers under his command to such a level is Xu Haifeng's skill, then what truly shocked him was those Blood-Wine War Horses.

  Those five thousand war horses left Taiyi Zhenren at a loss for what to do.

  Horses are not like humans; they don't have human intelligence. Wanting them to walk on mountain roads is a hundred times more difficult.

  But these horses were extremely obedient, and on the rugged mountain road, they closely followed their master's back, not a single one fell behind.

  No matter how difficult the road conditions are, as long as people can get through, these horses can also step by step.

  He's been around for a hundred years and it's the first time he's seen such obedient beasts. If there were only one or two, that would be nothing out of the ordinary and could be explained away.

  But five thousand such horses, that's a bit eerie, eerie enough to make one's heart feel cold.

  Taiyi Zhenren's gaze swept across the faces of the warriors.

  Still a calm and expressionless face, without any sign of fatigue, in their eyes, the old Taoist couldn't even see any emotional fluctuations.

  He swallowed hard and spat out a wad of phlegm. The old man was relieved that it was the Black Flag Army, not the enemy.

  If he had said that before coming here, he would have deeply doubted what role the mere 5,000 people could play on the battlefield. Now, however, he has turned to having a deep and sincere expectation.

  Lin Jiahui's meaning was not yet exhausted, and he continued: "If you think you can't take it, then go back. I will report the truth to your superiors."

  The expressions of all the members changed subtly at the same time. Once they let their seniors in the sect know, what face would they have to continue mixing in Jianghu? They were afraid that by then, they would be abandoned by everyone and expelled from the sect, which would be their only outcome.

  "What's left is just enough to give me the strength to move on..." Lin Jiahui let out a low shout, using his inner force from his dantian, causing people's eardrums to ache for a moment.

  These words really had some effect. These Jianghu men stood up straight and proud, looking robust and full of energy at first glance.

  Only Lin Jia Hui waved his hand and they immediately dispersed in all directions. In an instant, they had vanished without a trace.

  No need to ask, everyone went to do what they should do.

  Xu Haifeng nodded silently. This Lin Jiahui indeed had some tricks up his sleeve and already had a certain reputation in the special forces.

  Lin Jiahui flew back in front of Xu Haifeng, bowed and said: "Master, rest assured, the special forces will not have any inferior men."

  He looked at him deeply and nodded: "Good."

  He looked up and gazed into the distance, his goal was no longer far away.

  "March, quicken your pace."

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