"In three days, within three days, when gathering under the South Slope Mountain, everyone must tie a savage head to this seat, regardless of whether it is a spy sent by a snowfield savage or a savage hunting nearby, regardless of whether it is a male or a female. It is old or young. Whoever comes back missing that head, I will twist his head and hang it on his waist for him!"

　　 "Humble duty!"

　　 "Humble duty!"

　　 Among the mountains, forests and valleys, Xue San kneeled in front of fifty subordinates who had been trained in the "cracking-duck style" education for a while.

Under the leadership of Liang Cheng, the soldiers and horses of Shenglecheng served as the pioneers of the Jingnan Army, leading the way, and Xue San, the soldiers and horses, were in front of the vanguard.

　　 Although the route in the mountain has been cleaned up by Liang Cheng and several stockades have been unplugged for this purpose, the Tianduan Mountains are vast and the terrain is complicated. God knows if there will be any trash fish slipping through the net.

At the same time, it is also necessary to be alert to the infiltration and monitoring of the savages on the snowy field. Xue San will not direct the army to fight, but he also knows that once the movement of this soldier and horse is discovered in advance, the snowy savages will gather their soldiers and horses on the way out of the Yan army. The child came up in an ambush, and no matter how Yan Jun could fight, it would have to be devastated.

　　 "Go all."

　　 For a while, everyone sank into the nearby woods, leaving only one person, holding a cloth bag in his hand with hawthorn in the bag.

　　 "Where did you get it?" Xue San looked down at this man.

　　 This subordinate, Xue San valued him very much, not because of his excellent aptitude, but because of the person’s first name, his surname Dai, his name,

　　 is called Dai Li.

　　 With this name, I couldn’t help Xue San not pay more attention to him. This Dai Li was also on the road. Seeing that the chief officer had some "favors" for him, he also came over here and often flattered and contacted him.

　　 "The villain is on his own. I thought I could stay with the adult all the time, so he should carry it on his back for the adult. Don't be separated from the adult temporarily, just leave it to the adult."

　　 Xue San reached out his hand to take the hawthorn, nodded, a little gentler, and said:

　　 "Be careful."

　　 Dai Li was so moved, he knelt down and knocked three heads at Xue San before turning around and immersing himself in the forest.

　　 He is a member of the Jin, and he is the worst in the military system of Shengle City. Therefore, at this time, he can get Xue San's approval and he will only cherish it even more.

　　 Actually Xue San just thinks it doesn't matter if others die or not. If this guy dies, it will always give people a feeling of extremely bad luck, which is unlucky.

　　 Moreover, after entering the mountain, he asked his subordinates to change the name of himself. Since the master is the factory owner, then he should be called the bureau seat.

　　 reached out and grabbed a hawthorn, threw it in his mouth, chewing slowly,

　　 Xue San opened his trouser belt to the stream in front of him,

　　 released a wave of urine comfortably,

　　 Akira,

　　 took a few steps further up, bent down and squatted down, and started to wash his hands.

　　Jing Nanhou, San'er likes this person very much, not because of the relationship between him and his master, but because he feels that this person is fighting and being particular.

　　 Jingnan Army also sent out sentries to culminate the savages on the marching road. In Xue San's view, this is what it looks like in a serious battle.

　　 If they are like that Li Fusheng, and go up and do it in a hurry, then what is the use of waiting for others?

　　 Alas, not knowing how to use spies to open up your vision is simply a blasphemy on the art of war.

　　 patted his face with water,

　　 Xue San did a few more stretching exercises,

　　 Then his figure also transformed into the forest in front of him.

　　…………

It is impossible for the army to march too fast, but in order to save time, the rest time during the march is deliberately reduced. Fortunately, it is not a fast attack. For the elite Jingnan army who have experienced the war, it is not counted. How difficult.

　　 After ten days of marching in a row, Jingnan Hou finally ordered a camp and rest.

　　 People need to clean up, and war horses also need to clean up.

　　 Zheng Fan sat in his tent, and in front of him, Bald Su delivered the freshly cooked noodles.

　　 I don’t know which person doesn’t have a door in his mouth.

　　 is still bald, and inherited this servant after seeing Siniang, "trying to figure out the holy intention", thinking that he understood his own taste,

　　 So during this march, whenever he had a chance, he let the baldness come to Zheng Fan to serve.

　　 Now the army rests, camps and rests, and has to rest for three days in a row. It's just right for doing sports.

　　 Zheng Fan brought his own chili noodles, sprinkled some on the noodles, and ate them directly. During the march, Siniang was not by his side. It was pretty good to be able to eat this.

　　 Eating and drinking enough, took the towel handed over by Alopecia and wiped his face, Zheng Fan went back to his tent and was ready to rest.

　　 People’s bodies actually have a period of fatigue. Zheng Fan and Jingnanhou did not stop back and forth to the snowfield before, and immediately went out with the army after returning. Even if the body can eat and live in Shanghai, the mental fatigue is already obvious.

　　 Lying on the blanket in the tent, Zheng Fan just wanted to empty himself.

　　 At this time, the bald-haired Su came in on her knees, Zheng Fan turned her head and looked at her, she also looked at Zheng Fan, and then she began to undress.

In fact, the baldness is pretty good, and there are indeed some frostiness and edges on her face. This is inevitable. In the boundary of Shenglecheng, a woman came out to show her face and eat a meal, and wanted to be well maintained like the ladies of Qianguo. It's not realistic, and she is indeed in good shape.

　　 I heard San'er say that she has a son and a daughter, and her husband died of illness five years ago.

　　 "Put it on, I'm not in the mood."

　　 Alopecia gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and put his clothes back on.

　　 "You can stay with me from now on, just take care of eating and drinking."

　　 Zheng Fan was too lazy to talk too much. The Bald-Haired Successor sent her over. The meaning was obvious. Even if he didn't want to, there was no need to put this woman in a dilemma.

　　 The ethos in this world is like this. Even the literati class like Wen Sutong often sends granddaughters off to their daughters. You can't ask a local powerful little patriarch to have much moral integrity.

　　 "Help me wipe the armor and the knife, it's hard work."

　　 "Yes, master."

　　 Baldness Su saluted Zheng Fan and slowly got up, took Zheng Fan's armor and knife out to wipe.

　　 Zheng Fan took a long sigh of relief and tried to let himself sleep for a while.

To be honest, he is not very keen on this war. If he insists on choosing, he still hopes to be able to bury his head in Shengle City and plant a few years of fields. It is not like playing the game of Monopoly with a sense of accomplishment. ?

Or, after farming, you can take Siniang's casual clothes with the caravan, and go to Qianguo Jiangnan to see the walks, the temples, the Taoist temples, and see how the literati and gentlemen still play their fans in the winter. Elegantly dressed.

　　 Even, you can go to a school, learn something, or go to Yanjing to find a magician grudge or something, and see if you can also get a magic weapon.

　　 There are too many places in this world that I haven't explored or experienced. As a result, I can only continue to lie in a daze in the cold tent.

　　 Zheng Fan took a deep breath and said with emotion in his heart:

　　 fell, fell;

After 　　 had a city in his hand and had a little capital, he started thinking about living a petty bourgeoisie life.

　　 either, or...

　　 I slept right after dawn, and after such a restful sleep, my spirit and energy finally returned.

　　 Early food is pimple soup, which is not as rich as later generations, but a purely ground pimple soup.

　　 And, if he insists on cooking, Zheng Fan feels that his cooking is much better than baldness. This woman obviously doesn't cook much on weekdays. At least, she hasn't really put her mind on food.

　　 Alas, it’s better to be Si Niang, beautiful, gentle and good at cooking.

　　 After eating, Zheng Fan put on his armor again, and then sat down on the rock outside the tent, and started to froze.

　　Mingming himself can be regarded as the chief general of the army, but he was called by Jingnan Hou to come to the Chinese army as a mascot;

　　His subordinates were led by Liang Cheng in front, so that at this time, I had nothing to do at all. At least I had nothing else to do before Jingnan Hou called me to go to the handsome account.

　　 patrolling the military village, it is not his turn to check the morale of the soldiers, it has nothing to do with him.

　　 These days, Zheng Fan feels that he is like the kind of "Jianjun Eunuch" he had read when he was reading history.

　　 When it was almost noon, Zheng Fan received the order from Jingnan Hou to go to the Shuai account to discuss matters.

　　 In the handsome tent, there are a total of four generals and one general, and everyone quietly accompanied Jing Nanhou for lunch.

　　Lunch is very simple, and Wowotou just soaked in blisters. Everyone from Jingnanhou and below is eating this.

　　 After Zheng Fan came in, some soldiers also sent a "Remembering Bittersweet" meal.

　　 helpless,

　　 can only bite the bullet.

In fact, the army is not short of food. Although the heartache is that so much money and food have been consumed to support this expedition, Si Niang and the blind are still very angry. Anyway, they will be slaughtered. It is better to be beautiful, at least to pay. It's still a good thing, isn't it?

　　 So in terms of grain and grass, there is no deduction at all, and I even try my best.

　　 Jingnan Hou finished eating,

　　 The rest of the people have also finished eating,

　　 Zheng Fan, who came last, silently stuffed the last piece of wowotou into his mouth.

　　艹,

　　 This is definitely not my own food, there are still stones in this nest.

　　 "Woo..."

　　 Zheng Fan was choked,

Yes it is,

　　 In the handsome tent, Zheng Fan clutched his chest in pain.

　　 At this time, a soldier named Wang Ge kindly walked over to help Zheng Fan pat his back, and then took a bowl of water and gave Zheng Fan a drink.

　　 "Hoo..."

　　 is comfortable.

　　The rest of the people watched this scene happen in silence.

so close,

　　 The high-level generals who died in this battle will be born.

　　 Tian Wujing glanced at Zheng Fan and asked:

　　 "Are you okay?"

　　 Zheng Fan shook his head, and then arched his hands around to signal that he was sorry.

　　 Wang Ge ridiculed: "Who told me before that our old brother Zheng was born in a merchant's family, and it seems that he really can't live a hard life."

　　 This is a well-meaning ridicule, and it is not targeted. It can be heard from Wang Ge's tone. After all, everyone knows that Tian Wujing values ​​Zheng Fan, and will not stupidly face eye drops.

　　 All the generals around heard this and all laughed.

　　 Tian Wujing pressed his hand down, and everyone was quiet immediately.

　　 "This time I went to the expedition, and all the food and drink in the mountains these days are all supported by Zheng Chengshou. You all owe Zheng Chengshou a favor."

　　 Wang Ge and other generals all bowed their hands to Zheng Fan when he heard the words, and Zheng Fan could only return his salute again.

　　 "Today's meal was specially ordered by Benhou. First scrape the oily water in your stomach, so as not to wait for the fat and tender cattle and sheep to eat you up after you enter the snowfield."

　　 "Hahaha..."

　　 The crowd will laugh.

　　 "In one day's journey, our army will pass through the Tianduan Mountains and enter the snowy field, Wang Ge, and Zhang Cheng."

　　 "The end will be!"

　　 "The end will be!"

　　 "You two lead ten thousand soldiers and horses as the right army, with Wang Ge as the main force."

　　 "The last general will lead!"

　　 "Xiao Mingxuan, Li Dingdong."

　　 "The end will be!"

　　 "The end will be!"

　　 "You two lead ten thousand soldiers and horses as the left army, mainly Xiao Mingxuan."

　　 "The last general takes the command."

　　 "Benhou set off one day in advance, led the headquarters with 10,000 horses, and joined the pioneer army with 3,000 horses in Shenglecheng as the Chinese army, first stepped into the snowy field, and the left and right armies dragged behind to cover and follow the army."

　　 The generals in unison:

　　 "The last general will lead!"

　　 said it was a matter in the account, but in fact there was no discussion. The overall combat idea was very simple, that is, Lao Tzu led the army to lead the way, and you followed my route.

　　What kind of marching route, what strategic goal, what strategic plan, etc., don't care about it, you follow my rhythm.

　　 This is Jingnan Hou's layout for this war. Zheng Fan knows that this is based on Tian Wujing's personal exploration of the snowy field.

The snowy field is vast, and it is a completely unfamiliar battlefield for the generals of the Yan army. For the first time to fight in the snowy field, everyone has a black eye on everything in the snowy field. No matter how good the battle plan is, there is no use you can make one. , There may even be a situation of getting lost, but this is the case, it seems simple and straightforward or even scribbled, but it is the most secure.

　　 The key is to look at the performance of Tian Wujing's guide dog.

　　 After the generals got out of the handsome account, they began to prepare for themselves. Zheng Fan stayed in the handsome account to help carry some things. Anyway, he was idle.

　　 When it was finished, Tian Wujing sat on the beast.

　　 Zheng Fan looked at the beast in front of him, and the beast also looked at Zheng Fan. Then, the beast rolled his eyes at Zheng Fan.

　　 "..." Zheng Fan.

　　 "After returning from this expedition, Benhou will help you ask the palace for a head."

　　 "Thank you Lord Hou!"

　　 This beast Zheng Fan was jealous a long time ago, and the blood level of the beast that Tian Wujing asked for would definitely not be low, and would not be like the fat unicorn.

　　 Then give it some miraculous medicine, ripen it, or feed it some vampire blood or zombie blood, and see if it can stimulate the bloodline.

　　 The 10,000 soldiers and horses of the Chinese Army were quickly prepared and set off ahead of schedule. One day later, they merged with the pioneer army led by Liang Cheng, totaling more than 13,000 horses, and began to go out of the mountain.

　　…………

　　 "Onda, the tribe here is simply a bunch of trash. They are ashamed of the strong physique bestowed by the stars."

　　 "Que Mu, my good brother, please put away your complaints. They have given us food and water. What else do we want?"

　　 "Onda, the tribes here are very rich. They should contribute their warriors to the great cause of the king!"

　　 Onda touched his beard, he only thought the brother in front of him was simple and cute.

They were ordered by the king to bring five thousand warriors west to this place, because the news that came a few days ago said that in the mountains in this area, the Yan people moved very much, and many savages originally lived in the mountains in this area. Had to escape from his homeland and came to the snowy field to survive.

　　 These people, they actually came to watch.

And here, there originally existed many tribes. Because these tribes are adjacent to the Tianduan Mountains, they have learned to do business for decades, and caravans will come over from time to time, so they have a good life. It is more comfortable than the tribes in other parts of the snowfield.

　　 When Onda accompanied the king on business trips, he went back and forth here many times. Naturally, he knew how much commerce could bring to the tribe.

　　 Even if the big heads have been earned by the dark-hearted merchants from the Yan, Jin, and Qian Kingdoms, the tribes on the snowy field can still obtain some of the most precious materials.

　　"Quemu, don't be angry with them. The king's reputation has already spread here. Didn't you see that these tribes took the initiative to send food, water, and tent sheep when they saw us?

　　 They did not resist being led by the king. After the king settled the battle at the Snow Customs, the king's banner would come here in person, and the warriors of these tribes would become the king's most loyal followers. "

　　 "But, but why can other people fight with the Jin people in Xuehai Customs, but we have to run so far here?

　　The soldiers and horses of the Jin people are all in the Snow Customs, what are we here to guard against? "

This is where Que Mu is most puzzled. Both he and Onda are warriors under the king's hands. What he longs for is to tear up the Jin people who had previously oppressed him on the battlefield, instead of running here to drink the sheep. milk!

　　 Onda's eyes became deeper,

　　The savage's eyes were still too narrow. For this, Wang had sighed against Onda more than once.

　　 As a warrior who had walked outside with the king, Onda knew how vast the outside world was.

　　 "We are guarding against Yan people."

　　 Onda said seriously.

　　 "Yan Ren? Why did Yan Ren come here?" Que Mu felt incredible.

　　 "Can you be sure that Yan Ren will never come here?"

　　 "This...but..."

　　 Onda said in a deep voice:

　　 "Are Jin people good?"

　　 "The Jin people have now been defeated by me, and their emperor has also been defeated by us."

　　 "Fuzzy, that's just a part of the Jin people. Jin people have three families. For so many years, the only one who has been fighting with our tribe is the Jin people's family."

　　 "I know that there are still two Jin people."

　　 "It's gone, now it's gone. The two Jin people have now been annexed by the Yan people. The Yan people have occupied their territory and captured their population!"

　　 "So what? If the Yan people dare to come to the snowy field, I will lead the warriors to tear them up, and I will surround their heads in a circle to worship the stars!"

　　 Onda reached out and patted his forehead.

　　 The Quemu in front of him is very powerful. It is one of the strongest fighters under the king's command, but his brain...

　　 Onda recalled the scene when he was in Beifeng County with Wang, and the figure of the Zhenbei Army in black armor appeared in his mind;

　　 "Que Mu, please put away your ignorance and arrogance!"

"I………"

　　 "Yes, I also think it is impossible for the Yan people to come to the snowy field, because I really can't think of the reason why the Yan people came to the snowy field, and the same is true for Wang.

　　 The abnormal movement in the Duanshan Mountains this day may be that the Yan people are clearing the nearby settlements. This is normal. When the former Jin people’s Helian family was there, they would also go into the mountains to clean up the settlements.

　　 But it is precisely because they are Yan people, so Wang would rather send you and me here to watch. You don't know the weight of Yan people in Wang's heart, and you have never seen the strength of Yan people! "

　　 Back then, the still young self and Wang leaned in a tent outside the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei after their busy schedule, and they looked up at the stars together.

　　 The stars in the desert are as bright and clear as the stars in the snowy field.

　　 Onda remembers that the king asked himself at the time: We savages and barbarians, who is more powerful?

　　 He was silent for a long time, gritted his teeth and replied: Barbarians are stronger.

　　 Their horses are taller, their warriors are stronger, and their riding and shooting skills are sharper.

　　 Wang asked again: How do we compare with Yanren?

　　 Onda was speechless, because the extremely powerful barbarians were suppressed in the desert by the Yan people. As a result, it was too clear.

　　 Although the king said later that our savages will become stronger in the future, we will regain the homeland that was taken away from our ancestors by the remnants of Daxia, and we will become as powerful as the barbarians and as powerful as the Yan people.

　　 But the shadow that Yan Ren branded in Onda's heart was still too deep.

　　 and the little girl who left that scar on Wang's face.

　　 That day, Wang was almost put to death. After he returned from the whip, he was not angry or painful at all. Instead, he pointed to the scar on his face and said to himself:

　　 That little girl will become my "after" in the future.

　　 "Onda, Onda!"

　　 Que Mu's shout awakened Onda from the memorial.

　　 "Quemu, you can disobey my orders, but you must respect the king's will. Do you remember what the king said to you before you set off?"

　　 "Remember..."

　　 Onda took a deep breath and said seriously:

　　 "Then please remember, when you see the black dragon flag, please let go of all your arrogance."

　　Quemu clenched his fists and made a "creaking" sound. Obviously, he was extremely unconvinced in his heart.

　　 Onda put his hand on Que Mu’s shoulder,

　　 Comfortable Road:

　　 "Okay, when the king's army breaks into the Snow Customs, you will have a chance to fight the Yan people. By then, you can fully prove your martial arts.

　　 Now, please send someone for me to inform the leaders of the nearby tribes and ask them if the tribal warriors I sent them into the mountains have ever reported back. "

"Humph."

　　 Quemu turned around and left the big account.

　　 Onda exhaled and pursed his lips.

　　 There is something that Que Mu didn't know, or it was the whole tribe, no one knew at all except for a few people including himself and the king.

　　 That is, Wang Zeng sent a team to Yanjing, hoping to send troops together with the emperor of Yan to destroy the Situ family.

　　 But the envoy team,

　　 There has been no news since then.

　　…………

After the Yanjun came out of the mountains, they did not gallop into the snowy field immediately. Instead, they regrouped. While making the final rest, they also had to wait for the next two armies to follow, not to mention waiting for them to come out together, but also to get closer Look at the distance between each other.

　　 At this time, Zheng Fan returned to his army and directly found Liang Cheng.

　　 "Lord?"

　　 "Don't talk nonsense, I have limited time, and I will go back to Jingnan Hou later."

　　 "This is Tian Wujing's deliberate cultivation of the master."

　　 Fighting brings you by your side. There is no more luxurious internship opportunity than this.

　　 "Uncle, the troops that I have spent so much effort to raise, but can't personally command them. After pulling out a man and horse, he has to run to be a personal soldier."

Not to mention that Zheng Fan hasn't had such a big grievance. At any rate, this man and horse was pulled out by himself. It's like you bought a toy with hard work, but you can't play it by yourself. Instead, a big brother grabbed yours. Toy, said shamelessly to you:

　　 Come, my brother will teach you how to play, so watch it carefully.

　　 "Lord this time..."

　　 "Oh, I almost forgot, you tell me quickly, how to fight this time, don't be too specific, talk about the general direction, I have a foreboding that Tian Wujing will test me later."

　　Since these days, Tian Wujing has kept Zheng Fan in the army. From time to time, he will ask Zheng Fan some military questions, some of which are more profound, and he will deliberately let Zheng Fan think about it before answering.

　　 Just like when the teacher left homework in school, the homework was handed in the next day.

　　 Zheng Fan took the opportunity and ran to the front army to find Liang Cheng. After getting the standard answer from Liang Cheng, he went back to find Tian Wujing the next morning:

　　 "I thought about it all night, and finally realized it, do you think it..."

　　 After each answer, Zheng Fan could feel the satisfying look in Tian Wujing's eyes. Sometimes, some of Zheng Fan's answers can still make Tian Wujing think and feel deeply.

　　 Therefore, no one is an all-knowing and almighty god, and so is Tian Wujing;

　　 Possibly, in Tian Wujing's view, Zheng Fan is a rising "general star", as everyone knows, he is "communication" with another military master every day.

　　 It is a bitter for Zheng Fan, because I am worried that the standard answer I copied is too standard, so sometimes I have to deliberately ignore some, blur some, make the answer look wonderful enough, but not perfect;

　　 can let Jingnan Hou be satisfied after listening to the answer, and there is still room for "pointing" you.

　　 In this way, by handing over the job, Jingnan Hou can also feel refreshed and win-win.

"Master, in fact, the strategy is already very clear. Tian Wujing himself leads the Chinese army, and the left and right armies behind him act as support and support. Combining the situation on the snowy field, he should use the method of wolves chasing sheep. The shepherd dogs in the group bite first, that is, to select the strongest tribes to fight. If they are destroyed, the remaining tribes are likely to panic and collapse, and they must seize the opportunity or not to fight. As soon as a war starts, you will have to bite you all the way down, so that the savages on this snowy field must not have the opportunity for many tribes to gather to produce coalition forces."

Here Liang Cheng is still talking. Xue San, who is dirty on the other side, walked over. Xue San has been missing for a long time. When the army was still marching in the Tianduan Mountains, he might have sneaked into the snowy field and went ahead of time. Fumbled for the news.

　　 "San'er, you have been away for so many days, but you are so worried about me." Zheng Fan immediately turned to Liang Cheng and said, "Is there anything else to add? Hurry up."

　　 is preparing to perform a wave of bitterness drama routines;

　　 Xue San: "…………"

　　 Immediately, Xue San leaned over and said:

　　 "My lord, I have a copy of the latest military information here, my lord, you can hand it in for your credit, so you said it was the lord you personally detected it."

　　 Liang Cheng smiled "hehe", and said, "San'er, you are not here some days, I don't know that the Lord will attend classes in Tian Wujing's army every day."

　　 "Um..." Xue San was taken aback.

　　 Zheng Fan doesn’t matter, “It’s okay. I’ll take you to report to Tian Wujing later.”

　　…………

　　 "The final general Xue San, see Jingnan Houye."

　　 Xue San took the initiative to come to salute, took a piece of paper from his arms, and delivered it.

　　 Zheng Fan walked over, took the paper, made eye contact with Xue San, then turned around and passed the paper to Jing Nanhou.

　　 Jing Nanhou spread out the paper and found that what was drawn on it was actually the distribution map of several forces in the area in front of him. It was drawn with charcoal, and it was a bit rough.

　　Actually, Xue San originally wanted to draw contours or something, but after thinking about it, let's forget it, not superfluous.

　　 Tian Wujing quickly discovered a wrong location, and said:

　　 "There is an extra tribe?"

　　 "If you return to Lord Hou, this tribe should have migrated recently. It is not so much a tribe, but a soldier and horse stationed on a blue beach in the northeast."

　　 "Number of people."

　　 "Back to Lord Hou, five thousand people are up and down, half of them are in armor."

　　 "Are you sure?"

　　 "Small sure, there can be nothing wrong."

"it is good."

　　 Tian Wujing looked sideways at Zheng Fan, who was standing beside him, and said:

　　 "If Benhou remembers correctly, this is yours, right?"

　　 Because of Xue San's image, it is really "not forgetting", it is difficult not to leave an impression.

　　 "Yes, Lord Hou."

　　 "You will collect talents."

　　 "At the end, the general is only to collect talents for Hou Ye."

　　 Tian Wujing ignored the flattering words.

　　 "It seems that this extra soldier and horse should be transferred from the Northeast Snow Customs line recently, and the savage king ~lightnovelpub.net~ is indeed giving me the face of the big swallow."

No one could have expected Yan Guo to send troops, not even Zheng Fan before receiving the order, but the Savage King deliberately sent out five thousand soldiers to stare here when the war was the most tense. This vigilance is also excellent.

　　 Tian Wujing looked at Zheng Fan,

　　道:

　　 "Zheng Chengshou."

　　 "The end will be."

　　 "What do you think next, which one shall we play first?"

　　 Guessed the question correctly.

　　"Just hit this soldier and horse sent by the Savage King.

In front of the eyes of many tribes around here, crush and eat this soldier and horse, so that they can feel the horror of my Dayan cavalry from the first moment, make them fearful, make them desperate, and finally make them change. A flock of sheep in a panic, and we are a pack of wolves on the snowy field, biting them all the way, let their blood soak this snowy field! "

　　 The answer given by Liang Cheng, Zheng Fan simplified it a bit, and finally added an "exaggerated" rhetoric to finish it off.

　　 It can be seen that Tian Wujing is very satisfied with Zheng Fan's answer.

　　 "The savage king stole the teacher under the Zhenbeihou Mansion for several years, and he really tossed up the climate. Now, it's the master's turn to clean up his apprentices."

　　 With the order of Jingnan Hou,

　　 Thousands of horses began to move, they no longer concealed, and no longer concealed. They generously trampled the ground under their feet with the iron hoofs of their horses under their crotch.

　　 Under the iron horse galloping,

　　 Black dragon banner, waving in the wind!