Huan Zicheng slowly flattened the page, and the three people in the seat fixed their eyes on the paper together.

There was a very strange picture drawn on the paper, with an arrow at the top marked with the word "East", and in the lower left corner of the picture, there were three words "Rocky Beach", the words were written crookedly, and it didn't look like ink, but like it was made of charcoal in a hurry.

"This is it." Huan Zicheng pointed his finger at the place marked with the words "Rocky Beach", and his face was extremely awe-inspiring: "There is a formation laid out by Zhao Jun's strategists here, which can trap tens of thousands of troops. ”

Xue Yunheng gasped, and his quiet phoenix eyes flashed under the candle flame: "So powerful? ”

"Yes." Huan Zicheng stretched out a finger, drew a semicircle on the right side of the album, and then slid his finger to the rocky beach in the left corner, and said like ice: "First surround and then block, chase and then trap, and finally end the battle at the rocky beach." He accentuated his tone and said in a deep voice: "What Zhao Jun is planning is all here." ”

Xue Yunheng's expression sank, and he took the atlas in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while, and his brows furrowed: "Although I don't know the art of war, I can see one or two of this picture." If this map is based on this, then this battle is very dangerous. ”

"As soon as this picture appears, the so-called risk can no longer be called risk." Huan Zicheng was very calm, and he was not anxious about being surrounded by the Zhao army at all, "We are trapped here, do you know that it is not a chance to win?" ”

"Oh?" Xue Yunheng raised his eyebrows, picked up the album and shook it a few times. The pages were calloused and yellowed under the faint candlelight, but they were a few colors darker than his fingers, "Our army is trapped here, there are rocky beaches in front of us, and there are chasing soldiers in the back, but we have to ask Lord Dudu, how to win?" ”

Huan Zicheng looked at him for a while, then stood up: "Instead of sitting and talking, it's better to get up and watch." Stretching his hand to the side: "Go out and speak." ”

Xue Yunheng didn't hesitate, he got up in response, paused when he stood up, his phoenix eyes glanced at the man in black on the side, and his face turned cold: "He doesn't go?" ”

"Let's go." The man in black suddenly spoke.

The earth is a completely different voice from Xue Yunheng's imagination, neither low nor hoarse, but it is like an ice string sounding suddenly, and it is a wisp of strings that penetrate this world and the world.

He opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the man in black, who nodded at him in his hood, as if he was not in the slightest bit offended by his words.

Xue Yunheng was slightly surprised, but it was inconvenient to say anything more, pressing the hilt of the sword with one hand, bowing slightly to the man in black, and then walked out with Huan Zicheng.

As soon as the tent door was opened, the "hulala" wind swept in, and the tassels on the hilt of the sword slapped on the back of the hand, as if it were tight.

Huan Zicheng and Xue Yunheng both turned sideways to avoid it, and He Ying had already stepped forward and saluted: "I've seen Lord Dudu, I've seen the lord." ”

As he spoke, the short and fat old man, who had been trying to press the long sword into the ground, also stepped forward at this time, saluted meaningfully, and handed the Xuantie helmet to Huan Zicheng without speaking.

Xue Yunheng looked sideways at the short and fat old man, and a look of envy welled up on his face: "Wherever Lord Du Du goes, there are grandmasters. ”

Huan Zicheng held the helmet Zhu Ying in his hand, and said indifferently: "I am the head of a thousand armies, and I should respect myself." ”

Xue Yunheng's expression froze.

can actually say "I am very important" so unceremoniously, why is this Qinghuan's speech so unpleasant?

It suddenly felt familiar.

Speaking of which, this Huan Dalang's opening is really comparable to his brother, and he is the kind that can suffocate people to death with a single sentence.

"It's windy here, and I'm worried about the tongue of the Governor." Xue Yunheng flicked his sleeves, and the quiet phoenix eyes picked up half a point, and then picked out a white eye that was about to be reached.

"I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue" This kind of foul language, he Xue Erlang will never say. However, this rude remark has never changed the meaning of this remark.

According to his temper, if he has a "big" word in his preface and does not like to speak, he will feel uncomfortable without replying a few words.

Huan Zicheng brushed Zhu Ying and covered his face with an iron helmet, but he didn't look angry, and even sighed: "Every time I see Xue Jianjun, I see my brother." ”

Xue Yunheng's face darkened suddenly.

Who is the most hateful person in the world? Nothing more than all the big Lang Jun!

It's choking to talk about something, but you can't talk about him. That's it. He Xue Er, as the younger brother of the iron-faced Langjun Iron Rooster, has already been hated, and now there is a certain Langjun who wants to recognize him as a brother, and he will not let people live?

Xue Yunheng's nostrils snorted, and he rolled his eyes and couldn't speak.

From the hood of the man in black, there was a low laugh.

This pleasant laughter made Xue Yunheng's face darken again.

"Let's go." Huan Zicheng was dressed up, and he walked forward first, but he also disguised this inexplicable quarrel lawsuit.

Xue Yunheng followed closely with his sleeves shaking, and the man in black was still covered in the night, falling last.

Outside the big tent, there is a slope, the slope goes up, not a single inch of grass grows, only the frozen ** land, such as solidified yellow pulp, stepping on the top of a few steps, it makes the soles of people's feet hurt.

The wind was very strong, whistling low through this small dirt slope, stepping on the top of the slope, and below the slope was a flat river, densely covered with large and small camp tents, and between each number of camp tents was a large copper furnace, in which the flames rose and dispersed the smoke under the strong wind. The guards patrolling the camp were armored and heavy-sworded, and they walked in an orderly manner, and they saw several people in this line from a distance, and they all saluted.

Huan Zicheng climbed the low slope first, turned around and called Xue Yunheng: "Please look here." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the front of the tents lined up along the slope, "Ahead, Surabaya." ”

Xue Yunheng looked in the direction of his finger, but saw that the front of the camp tent was muddy, the yellow wave hit the air and fell heavily, and the large splash was stirred up and smashed by the strong wind, repeatedly.

"I know that there is Surabaya ahead, so what?" Xue Yunheng opened his mouth from under the cloth towel covering his face, and his voice was a little dull: "Surabaya will soon be frozen." Once frozen, the pursuers arrived. ”

The corners of Huan Zicheng's lips suddenly hooked, and the originally cold voice was also blown by the strong wind at this moment: "The river is frozen, the iron horse gallops through, and then there is a fight, which determines the outcome of the battle." That's how people usually think. It's just that few people will think about what happens if the undercurrent under the ice is surging and the ice surface breaks if it is not careful? ”

"Annihilation." The man in black opened his mouth abruptly again.

Although it is only four short words, the words are like blades, and the ice strings in the words have also changed into iron swords, which is awe-inspiring. 2k reading web