The summer is bright and the heat is hot.

Soldiers and horses are scared, killing the sound and shaking over nine days, dust floating and Yang Hucheng.

The soldiers and horses played against each other and the killing was fierce.

Standing on the high slope, the moon looks at the incentives below.

This is the third time to send troops to the siege.

However, it seems that the result may be similar to the effect of the previous two sieges, unable to enter the land of the inch, can not attack Yang Hucheng.

Even a gap can't be opened.

If it is a solid soup, it is a profound understanding of this term.

"How do you think?" Haoyue looked back at Xiaobing Xuan, who stood behind him.

"You can attack, but it will be very fierce."

Xuanyuan's eyes turned and did not turn to look at the fight below, and the look was very serious.

On-the-spot investigation of whether a fortress is strong or not strong, commanding the generals is not terrible, the best survey is to send troops to attack.

Xuanyuan Che did not come to stop the squadron.

It is because he did not come, once the moon began to move, given the sharpest attack, he could not see the other side's defense and reflection.

Now, through his three instructions from different times, different directions, and different means of sending troops, he has a deep understanding of Yang Hucheng.

Attack, according to the North Mongolian soldiers and horses under the moon, it is sure to be able to attack.

But such a strong fortress.

The price to pay for it is terrible.

Listening to Xuanyuan's answer in the ear, Haoyue frowned slightly.

"Is it going to affect?"

"Have a great impact."

The conversation between the two men is broken, and the outsiders cannot hear what they are saying.

Has been followed by Haoyue, acting as the perfect autumn guard of the Guardian, Yan Hu, and others understand.