The pomp and circumstance in the palace, Le Song is very good at speaking. As the only apprentice of the old eunuch, even the ministers had to give him three points of courtesy when they saw him, and he was a new celebrity in front of His Majesty, not to mention how comfortable Le Song's life in the palace was.

His Majesty is in a good mood, nothing more than two things, one is that the internal affairs conform to his wishes, and the other is that the war in Canghai City or Liuli City may be tilted towards the Han side.

"Father-in-law Le, Your Majesty is in a good mood today, please go and invite the queen to the palace to meet you." That's for the blink of an eye.

"Really, why is Your Majesty so happy that you let the queen out of the cold palace?"

"Is this true?"

"Oh......" Le Song's heart was already turbulent at this time, but he still maintained this happy smile on his face, "That's great news, I have to hurry up and tell the queen mother." ”

Le Song didn't stop, sighed after changing into a clean official uniform, pretended to be a hanger, and walked towards the cold palace.

She leaned on the soft couch, lightly held a teacup with her fingers, and mocked slightly: "When you are tired, there is an extra pillow behind you, and when you are thirsty, someone will bring a few cups of tea, what a happy day, don't say good things for that person." ”

"What else did he say?"

Hearing this, the queen's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but they immediately smoothed out.

At the beginning of the year, the Empress of the Han Dynasty was beaten into the cold palace by the Han Emperor, but she did not deprive the queen of her name, and the people in the world knew that the emperor naturally had feelings for the queen, and she didn't know when she would get back together.

At this moment, the battle horn sounded again.

The ghost warriors did not panic, put down the mutton and soup spoon in their hands, raised their sleeves and wiped their oily faces, and then picked up the heavy and badly damaged weapons beside them, and walked slowly to the south, not even forgetting to extinguish the fire in the earthen stove.

The way the ghost warriors entered the battlefield was so amazing, they had no war horses under them, only a pair of their own legs, but what was incredible was that these ghost people wearing leather robes and holding knives and axes, once they ran, the speed was so fast, and the momentum was so amazing.

With a pop, the sharp arrow hit a ghost tribesman running at high speed, after the arrow cluster pierced the leather armor, a tree like a root was in his chest, and the blood quickly penetrated, staining the leather armor red, but the ghost tribesman seemed to be unnoticed, still carrying a knife and axe to rush towards the black tide-like cavalry, it was obvious that the arrow was blocked by the ghost people's steel-like skin, and did not hurt his vital point.

The sharp axe rotated at high speed, cutting through the air on the battlefield, and the bright light reflected the sunlight, reflecting the snow-white light and shadow on the plain, which looked extremely beautiful, but also extremely terrifying.

Progress! The ghost people have made progress again in the successive battles, learning not only to use weapons, but also to use tactics.

In order to drive the ghost people to approach Zhushan, the reckless cavalry has had countless such battles with the ghost people, this is the first time that the ghost people have used flying axes, and they did not expect that the lethality will be so amazing.

Death and blood did not break the will to fight of the reckless cavalry, who brandished their long knives in their hands, roared and continued to charge forward against the rain of axes.

It's just that if there are bystanders on the edge of the battlefield, in their eyes, the steppe cavalry that is rushing forward with a roar and a roar is in the ghost people.

Such a picture is shocking enough, the tall ghost people are almost the same height as the reckless soldiers on the horses, so the advantage of the cavalry is almost gone, so it is particularly tragic.

A middle-aged ghost clansman looked at the reckless cavalry who rushed in front of him with the momentum of wind and thunder, stepped forward with his right foot, slumped his waist, and slammed it with his shoulder. Using a human body to hit a horse is a self-defeating way no matter how you look at it, but he is indeed different from ordinary ghost people.

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