章 89: Harvest Time

At the southern border of Great Xia, there were endless mountains.

There was a military camp stationed at the edge of a forest at the foot of a mountain.

This was the southernmost region of Great Xia, and farther south was the territory of the southern barbarians.

Mi Ziwen was dressed in a military uniform with a long saber hanging on his waist.

This long saber was not a Huben Saber, a Hundred Refinements Ring Pommel Saber, or a Horse Slaying Saber.

As a high-ranking general and a fourth-rank martial artist born into a wealthy family, Mi Ziwen naturally wouldn't lack a ranked weapon.

On the battlefield, although the ordinary soldiers were the main force, there was no lack of battles between martial arts experts. At this time, Mi Ziwen naturally couldn't use a standard weapon.