In the long river of time, Lin Zhao's figure and soul have always seemed illusory, but at this moment he understood many things. It turned out that the white tree was the spiritual branch of the world tree. The white tree carries huge luck and magnificent rules. The Tianchi Army guards the snowy Tianchi Lake to the death, not only guards the first gateway of the human race, but also guards this white tree!

The War Saint and the Confucian Saint dared to be in trouble in the world and joined forces to seize the spiritual branches from the sea of ​​the heavens, and finally left the spiritual branches in the world, leaving a glimmer of life for the human race. How magnificent is this done?!

At this moment, the boy even wanted to cry. Senior brother and Mr. Qin were really great.

...

In front of me, Qin Suihan gently pushed the boy's shoulder. Suddenly, Lin Zhao and Mr. Qin walked out of the long river of time and appeared in the small courtyard of the bookstore. There was still snow in the sky and the cold wind was bone-blooded. The white trees in the yard were as pale as before, and they did not fall too many leaves because of the arrival of winter.

Every leaf is a ray of luck in the heaven.

"Mr. Qin!"

Lin Zhao turned around and gave a Confucian bow to the scholar, saying, "For the people of the world, Mr. Thank you!"

"Um."

Qin was standing tall and safely.

He smiled slightly, looked at the boy in Rong's armor in front of him, and smiled and said, "In the future, perhaps the people in the world will thank you Lin Zhao for your next actions, right?"

Lin Zhao couldn't help but feel moved, as if he could not hide anything from his husband.

"Lin Zhao..."

Qin Suihan pointed not far away and said, "Today I cooked a pot of venison meat, which Chu Shuai sent it. Do you want to have a glass of wine with your husband?"

"good!"

Although Lin Zhao had eaten and had a ban on alcohol in the army, he would be the only thing to do with Mr. Qin to drink, and no one would pursue his own drinking. Who dares to hold him accountable when drinking with Ru Sheng?

...

It was snowing outside and the room was warm.

There was still charcoal fire under the venison meat, which was rumbling. Lin Zhao was not polite. As a martial artist in the Eighth Realm, he had an extraordinary appetite. He ate large pieces of meat and drank with Mr. Qin. On this day, scholars also became energetic. He ate meat in big mouthfuls and drank with big bowls. He was very relaxed with the boy.

"The four years of cold winter outside the window, it's time for the earth to rejuvenate."

Qin Suihan looked outside and asked with a smile: "I know why the world is cold and winter?"

Lin Zhao frowned and raised his hand to point above.

"Um."

Qin Suihan chuckled: "Those who are arrogant and do you want to punish the world~~~"

Lin Zhao smiled: "A group of people who are fucking and slutty."

"Well said!"

Qin Suihan smiled and said, "Do you have a drink for this sentence!"

"Okay, Mr. Qin!"

Lin Zhao was drunk one cup after another. What he didn't expect was that last year's Day was with Xiao Shitou and Guo Dongyang, but this year... he actually drank here with Mr. Qin, and he was still as happy as he drank!

...

The two of them drank until the early morning and had to leave at this time. The demon clan might sound the horn of going south at any time. Now it is the New Year, and Lin Zhao dare not neglect the front line.

"Mr. Qin, it's time for me to go back to the camp!"

The boy cleaned up his armor, put on his cloak, and clasped his fists and said, "I'm so happy to be able to drink with Mr. Qin during the Chinese New Year this year!"

"Um."

Qin Suihan sent Lin Zhao in a gray-white cloak. When he arrived at the door, he wanted to speak but stopped. After a while, he said, "Lin Zhao, I have something I want to ask you."

"Um?"

The young man led his horse back and said, "Mr. Qin has anything to say, just say it."

"You wish..."

Qin Suihan said: "Be my Qin Suihan's student?"

"ah?"

The young man was stunned, with a shy and embarrassed look on his face and said, "Of course, I am a thousand and ten thousand disciples who hope to become a teacher. I want to study and do research with him, but... I already have a master, the third and second senior sisters... I am also worried that the master will be angry, so... I'm sorry, Mr. Qin..."

"Oh, that's OK."

Qin Suihan waved his hand and smiled and said, "Go, be careful on the way."

"Um!"

The boy rode away.

Qin Suihan sighed and felt a little disappointed.

"Tsk tsk..."

An old doctor sat on the wall, drank a sip of medicinal wine, and said with a smile: "The dignified Confucian saint wanted to accept disciples, but he was rejected by others. Hahahahahaha~~~Old Qin, Lao Qin, why did you get into this field?"

Qin Suihan smiled gently: "Old guy comes here to drink? Stay up with me?"

"Here's here~~~"

...

A few days later, Shuoxue finally stopped.

A team of horses from the human court hurried from the south, climbing the mountain and reaching the commander's tent on the Tianchi Lake in the Snowy Land of the Human Clan. Chen Wanli had ordered the soldiers to build a ten-meter-high platform a few days ago. At noon that day, Chen Wanli sent an order to ask Lin Zhao to go to Tianchi Lake in the Snowy Land.

The boy returned in a hurry and was confused.

"Just follow me." Chen Wanli said.

"Yes, old handsome!"

Lin Zhao followed the old coach step by step to the platform. On the way, he saw Chu Huaixi, Huang Tingyu, Chen Yu and others. Everyone had smiles on their faces, as if Lin Zhao himself didn't know what was going on. It was not until Chen Wanli led him to the stage that an official in the first-grade purple court uniform appeared, holding the Holy Draft, and the guard behind him was holding a gilded sword. Only then did Lin Zhao realize what was about to happen. Isn't it too much to be a joke? I'm just sixteen years old and still a child!

"No repulsion is allowed!"

Chen Wanli said in a stern voice: "If you are the coach, just be the coach. If you lead the human race to win this war, everything is easy to say."

“…”

Lin Zhao was a little restless. After the first-rank official finished reading the holy edict, he had to step forward, kneel on one knee, and wait for the gilded sword to be taken over.

"Yuan Rong Sword!"

Chen Wanli said in a deep voice: "Only the human marshal can wear it. You have now obtained the imperial seal and receive the sword!"

Lin Zhao took a deep breath and took the sword. He felt that although the sword was not heavy, his heart was heavy.

In all directions, countless soldiers of the Shang Dynasty knelt on one knee, and even the old general Chen Wanli took a step back and knelt in front of Lin Zhao on one knee. Everyone shouted: "See Marshal!"

...

In the afternoon, when he returned to the tent of the Death Camp, Lin Zhao was still as if he was in a dream. However, Wu Zhi, Luo Yang, Mu Qi and others were very happy. They became the marshal of the human race and commanded more than 2 million soldiers. How could they be unhappy about this? After that, the tent of the entire human race army began to move forward and was located in the tent of the tent Camp. Flying cavalry and cavalry traveled very frequently every day.

After Lin Zhao began to perform his duties, he no longer had his own time.

From the north of Tianchi Lake in the snowy land to the south of Tianchi Mountain, he personally remarked the specific arrangements of the major positions and prepared them. When dealing with these things, he seemed to be playing a chess game. For a moment, he couldn't believe it. Why are he so clear about these things? Could it be that he is really a natural plant?

At this time, on the cliff in the north of Tianchi in the snowy land.

Shen Xingchen and Xu Yan sat on the edge of the cliff again, kicking their four legs, overlooking the view of the entire big map.

"Lin Zhao has been granted the title of Marshal."

Shen Xingchen looked into the distance and said, "The system ringtones kept ringing throughout the morning..."

Leng Yan pursed her red lips and said, "It should be better to be a marshal. At least... the commander of the three armies will be strictly protected and have a higher survival rate. Is that true?"

"Who knows."

Shen Xingchen stood up, first glanced at the human defense situation in the north, then the defense situation in the south, she narrowed her beautiful eyes and said, "Ayan, I have something that may be good news to tell you."

"What?!"

"Lin Zhaohe..." Shen Xingchen smiled slightly: "Maybe it may be real."

"ah?"

Leng Yan opened her mouth slightly, looking surprised: "Why... why do you say that?"

"I just said maybe."

Shen Xingchen sat down again, held his best friend's hand, and smiled and said, "There have been a lot of rumor in the human army these days. It is said that the layout of the entire human army was arranged by Lin Zhao. I have carefully observed the distribution of the battlefield many times. It is a strategic structure to lure the enemy into depth, with step-by-step defense, and click on the enemy. This kind of tactic is rare in ancient times. It was only in modern times that someone formally proposed it. It is called the Tianlu Warfare. If Lin Zhao really used the Tianlu Warfare, he might be a real person. It is just different from the way we exist in the game. It is not just an internal test player. Of course, this is just a possibility..."

Leng Yan was surprised and said, "It is possible... there is still a chance, right?"

"Yeah!"

"Very good!"

Leng Yan directly gave Shen Xingchen a big hug.

...

Real world, Siucheng, nursing home.
To be continued...