The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

The sound of drums also spread to the camp.

"What happened?" Chuntao, who was kicking the young man aside with a sweeping kick of four or two thousand gold, and then suddenly pounced on his shoulders for him, suddenly called out, "Stop!"

The oriole glared at him, her fists unrelenting.

Chuntao yelled in a mess while parrying, "Hey, what's the matter with you, you can't understand human words, right?"

Huang Que muttered, "Don't play tricks, you have told me seven or eight times to stop, every time I stop, I will be beaten by you."

Chuntao grabbed his fist and pushed it away.Piao Ran moved away, raised the curtain and looked out, "Didn't you hear the drum?"

He caught a glimpse of Su Muhua's white figure standing under the moon, and hurried out of the tent, and the oriole followed.

Boom, boom, the sound of war drums suppresses the sky.Su Muhua's eyes fell in the distance, the place where the Yan army camped had a wide view, and the camp of the people in the martial arts was close to the direction of Wangbei City Wall.From where he was standing, he could see the flames under the moon like flying dragons, and the arrows and meteors with fire streaked across the air.People and horses collided with each other, and the sound of gold and iron resounded throughout the valley.

At that time, the waning moon was in the sky, rainy clouds were forming, and God, who had been holding back for many days, seemed to be finally about to shed a tear.

The grass is luxuriant nearby, and the insects are chirping at night, while in the distance is the Shura killing field where life and death are twofold.

Chuntao stared dumbfounded, "It's such a lively fight."

This battle that shouldn't have happened really broke out, and Su Muhua certainly didn't think that the guards in Wangbei City had something wrong with their minds. "Chuntao", he called out, "Follow me over there to have a look." Although he said he was following me, but Su Muhua had lost all his skills at the moment, why did Chuntao impatiently follow him?After walking a few steps, he directly embraced his shoulders, using lightness kung fu to carry him away against the wind.

Hearing the sound of the wind behind him, looking back, Chuntao was very happy, and Huang Que followed up. Although the young man didn't know light work, he was not slow at all.

Su Muhua was also looking at the oriole. This young man ran very agilely, like a beast in the jungle, using every muscle and strength to the extreme.

What Su Muhua has learned since practicing martial arts is to build the foundation of internal strength, and then use the movement of true energy to control the limbs, and then use martial arts moves.It has never been seen that it relies entirely on the natural strength of human muscles and tendons to not lose to the world's martial arts.Unconsciously, I took a few more glances, thoughtful in my eyes.

Lu Jiuhan and Ye Wenyan failed to fight after all.

There is Murong Jiangli around, no matter how ignorant Lu Jiuhan is of the overall situation, he must be taken down first.

The army in Wangbei City has been displaying the flag of avoiding war for several days, and the Yan army in the city is very dedicated to the battle. From the father and mother to the eighteenth generation of ancestors, from the coward to the beast, from the emperor's wife to the emperor wearing women's clothes and being beaten by the horses of the Yan army. And that again... I said all kinds of dirty words seventy or eighty times...

All the bloody men in Wangbei City suffocated their high-spirited anger in one breath. The cold cucumbers made by the kitchen in Wangbei City are particularly popular these days.

At this moment, everyone received the order to go out of the city, their eyes glowed green, and they were able to cut eighteen kinds of tricks as if they were peeling cucumbers with knives.

Wang Bei's defenders covered their mouths and noses with a cloth even more sinisterly, and somehow got the improved Lei Zhenzi from the Thunder Hall.If you break into a place where the Yan army is densely populated, you will throw one out. The smell is really indescribable, and the Yan army soldiers burst into tears, crying for their father and mother.

Lu Jiuhan couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart, the one who made such a sinister move was naturally the hundred gangsters he brought out from Yanbei City.

Murong Jiangli soon found that the morale of his army was quite low.

Since ancient times, there have been many well-known military strategists who use the weak to defeat the strong, and one against ten. However, military tactics have never been the correct method that military strategists respect.

The Yan army's military strength was several times that of Daning's, so the chances of winning were better.

But at this moment, the moon, the pluto, and the stars are dark, and everywhere you look, there are human heads, and there are sword lights everywhere, and there is also the vast smoke of these thunderbolts.

If this battle was in the daytime, the Yan army would see the continuous battle horses of the same robes and black crows, and then look at Daning's army formation with only a few thousand people.Naturally, I would laugh and say that the other party hits a stone with an egg, and they are overestimated, and naturally they no longer panic.

But at this moment of the night battle, Daning's soldiers and horses came again with vigor, like a broken bamboo.What was natural at first became unnatural, and it would be unfavorable to fight again after thinking carefully, Murong Jiangli suddenly raised his internal strength, and his voice spread, "The rear army has changed to the front army, retreat."

Ye Wenyan panicked when he heard the words, and hurriedly said, "National Teacher, no."

At this moment, he has temporarily lost his skill, unable to raise his internal energy to transmit sound.His words were quickly drowned out by the sound of fighting and fighting.

Ye Wenyan heard the sound of Mingjin, and the Yan army was already retreating rapidly.

Over there, Lu Jiuhan had already entangled again, and Juebie and Murong Jiangli once again wrestled with the heavy sword in Murong Jiangli's hand.

After fighting for a while, Lu Jiuleng has already realized how to focus the internal energy of Zhiyang on Juebie, and how to use the internal energy of Zhiyin to turn it into tenderness around the fingers.

Murong Jiangli held a dark iron epee in his hand, his name was Shen Yuan, and he walked in the vein of calmness.

Lu Jiuleng's style of playing with brown sugar made him very uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood, but he couldn't vomit at all.

Morale has been lost, no matter how hard it is to recover, Ye Wenyan closed his eyes and sighed sadly, "That's all."

When Su Muhua reached the edge of the battlefield, what he saw was that the dust of this muddled battle had settled.

On the day of the summer solstice in the eighth year of Yongjing, in the battle between Daning and Beiyan outside the northern city, Daning's [-] troops defeated Yan's [-] troops, causing the military strategists of later generations to break [-] gray hairs.

Why this battle was fought and why it was lost are all unsolvable mysteries.

After this battle, Zhu Yongning and Zhong Tuoda tacitly lost his memory about Zhu Yingxi stealing out of the city, and did not mention a word in the memorial to Emperor Cheng.

After the battle, Zhong Tuoda had to be tied to the chariot of Yan Wang Zhu Yongning, and he never betrayed him throughout his life.

The later Emperor Chengdi of Daning left only eight words for this battle that opened the prelude to Daning's recovery of Yanyun: It is easy for Murong to leave and lose.

"It's dangerous here, follow me to find the young master." Huang Que also rushed to Su Muhua's side.

Chuntao smiled leisurely, "Why should I go with you? I'll tell you if you win the fight."

"Chun Tao", Su Muhua suddenly called him, turned to Huang Que and said, "Can you find Ye Wenyan?"

The oriole's eyes were as bright as stars, and she nodded vigorously.

Su Muhua said decisively, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Chuntao said, "Hey, that person is not a good person... Be careful."

There was warmth in Su Muhua's eyes, "Hua Dao has the firework letter I gave him to contact Bu Liu Xing, and you will be reunited soon."

Chuntao scolded angrily, "Ah bah, whoever wants to reunite with that flamboyant radish? When I saw him, I smashed his promiscuous thing with a single knife, and then dug out his heart to see if it was red. It's black."

Hearing his vulgar words, the oriole opened its mouth, a little stunned.

Su Muhua shook his head helplessly, and said to Huang Que, "Let's go."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Chuntao hurriedly called out, "Hey, wait, if you go with him, what about that kid from the Lu family?"

Su Muhua looked back and smiled, "Lu Jiuhan? Chuntao, if you see him, tell him that Su Muhua is fine."

These two people just had a near-death farewell, and they will be separated in a blink of an eye. Is it enough to say "good"?

Chuntao stroked her chin.

The dark clouds covered the moon, and the raindrops finally fell from the sky. The white clothes slipped away in the misty rain.

If anyone said that this battle must be fought and must be won, only Yan Wang Zhu Yongning is alone.

Since ancient times, one general has made great achievements and thousands of bones have withered, so Danbi spreads the bones.If this person can make people even sacrifice their lives for it—is such a person respectable or terrifying?

King Zhu Yongning of Yan was riding a horse, raindrops hit his armor, he was looking at the flag, the distant mountains, and the noisy crowd.

Those who fled and surrendered were more than the pursuers.

The author has something to say: the battle is finally over, Sahua.

I applied for LJJ's authorization method to be changed to an exclusive first release, and the review has not yet been completed, so I can't move out a backup for this weekend for the time being.Do you like CP or stick it?Forgot Lu's password, Xian's speed is too cruel, crying...continue to light wax for Hong JJ...

Completed the copywriting and cover of the new edition.Special thanks to my dear friend who took the cover, your camera is really good.Hui style architecture, real scene.