Now, with the elites of the Song, Yuan, and Wen parties gathering in Huangyang Mountain, many people have realized in their hearts that the battle of Huangyang Mountain may become the ultimate decisive battle to determine the belonging of the north.

Sure enough, in the subsequent tripartite meeting, Kublai Khan, Yue Yun, and Xu Xuanrong finally agreed to hold a decisive battle at Huangyang Mountain three days later.

The danger of this battle was far greater than that of the Battle of Lanzhou City.

Not to mention that the military strength of the Yuan Dynasty was far superior to that of Dajin, the combined strength of the two sides alone already had a full 1.2 million people, as well as the powerhouses of the Seven Realms who were close to thirty people.

These Seven Realms are not the Seven Realms of the Jin Kingdom where their blood and qi dried up with secret techniques, but they are really in the prime of life, and they are full of blood and energy.

It is precisely because the future of this battle is not in the future, when Xu Xuanrong returned to the literary and artistic army camp to inform him of the incident, the huge camp fell into a rare silence.

"If nothing else, this will be the final battle, whether the Yuan Dynasty swallows the southeast and northwest, or whether we wait for the destruction of the Great Yuan, it depends on this big battle in three days. ”

Looking around at everyone, Xu Xuanrong's eyes were full of phoenixes, his white clothes were like immortals, and his big sleeves were fluttering: "There are still three days to go, everyone have a good rest, adjust the state, and after three days, it will be the time of the decisive battle." ”

At this moment, those who are qualified to enter the handsome tent, except for the people in the Literature and Art Department, that is, all the six realms and seven realms, when they heard that Xu Xuanrong, who had always been calm, exuded such determination, everyone was in their hearts.

Li Yilin's death represents the first time that the Dawen city-state has really aroused its anger, no matter what the decision of the Song Dynasty is, but their Dawen will inevitably fight with the Yuan Dynasty!

Xiao Jianshan hesitated slightly, hugged his fists and said: "Lord Xiangguo, I don't know His Royal Highness King Wen ...... him."

Everyone looked stunned when they heard this, and now that the decisive battle of Huangyang Mountain is imminent, Yao Ruoyu is leading several of the most elite armies in the literary and artistic army.

If they can come back in time to join the battle, I believe that their victory rate will be greatly improved.

Xu Xuanrong shook his head and said with a smile: "King Wen, he should still be in the northern grassland now, and I don't dare to guarantee whether he can come over in time." ”

Xiao Jianshan, Duan Xing and the others all sighed secretly, and Han Derang looked at him with a dazzle, and said in a deep voice: "What, without the presence of the prince, you won't fight?"

Yang Renjie hugged his chest with both hands, and gritted his steel teeth: "Even if the old demon is not there, Lao Tzu will still kill that group of Mongolian dogs!"

"For the revenge of the horse master, we will never give up!" Xiao Jianshan hugged his fists and said solemnly.

"You want to live!" "I don't want to, Xu Xuan's eyes bloomed, and he said coldly, "I don't want you to have the idea of dying, my Dawen city-state still needs you, only by living, can we show our ambitions, if we really lose the big war in three days, then run away desperately, flee back to Sichuan and Chongqing, and guard against the iron hooves of the Yuan Dynasty as soon as possible, understand?"

This is the first time that I have heard the order of the high-level to let him escape and not let him die, except for everyone in the literature and art department, everyone else was stunned, Xiao Jianshan opened his mouth wide and wanted to speak, but was blocked by Han Derang's eyes.

After half an hour, after discussing the arrangements and commands for the battle in the next three days, everyone dispersed.

Because of discussing the details of the formation with Xu Xuanrong and Deng Yitong, Song Kai walked out of the tent half a pillar of incense a little late.

At this time, the sky had darkened, Song Kai looked up at the moonlight in the night, his eyes suddenly condensed a trace of determination, and then with a flick of his sleeves, he quickly came to a tent on the west side of the camp.

Standing at the door of the tent, Song Kai's eyes narrowed slightly, at this moment, he was inexplicably a little nervous, so that he was hesitant for a while, who had always acted decisively.

"Song Kai?"

Suddenly, a slightly hostile exclamation sounded from the side, and Song Kai glanced at it and saw Chu Zheng, who was dressed in a big red robe, standing not far away, looking at him vigilantly.

Frowning slightly, Song Kai glanced at Wu Xue's camp in front of him, did not wake up, and sneered: "This is my Dawen military camp, Chu Zheng, you are an outsider after all, how dare you sneak into our camp at will?"

Slowly coming to him, Chu Zheng raised his chin slightly, and said proudly: "I'm sorry, Chu was ordered by the King of Chu to come to your state Xu Xiangguo to discuss matters, and the reason why I was able to find Miss Wu here is also thanks to Lord Xu's guidance." ”

Although Chu Zheng has a gentle temperament, he will naturally not show timidity in the face of a rival in love, and it is rare to show such a proud posture.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Song Kai suddenly sneered: "Since the matter is discussed, why don't you leave?

"That's serious," Chu Zheng looked at him and said lightly, "Actually, why Chu came here, Brother Song should know very well, not to mention, Brother Song came to Miss Wu in the middle of the night, I'm afraid it will damage Miss Wu's reputation, right?"

Seeing that he broke through this matter, Song Kai did not show his cowardice, and said coldly: "This is my private matter with Ah Xue, don't bother Brother Chu." ”

No matter how much Chu Zheng admired Wu Xue, he only dared to call each other "Miss Wu", but now when he saw Song Kai casually saying "Ah Xue", he was extremely embarrassed, gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Song, please respect yourself when you speak, you and Miss Wu ......"

Song Kai snorted angrily, he knew that the two of them were talking outside, and Wu Xue would definitely be able to hear it inside, so he simply ignored his cheeks and snorted: "I remember that Ah Xue made it clear to you back then, why did you dare to harass Ah Xue after a few years?"

Chu Zheng smiled angrily: "I remember that Miss Wu didn't seem to agree to you, right?

Seeing that he refused to retreat, Song Kai simply ignored him, turned his head and walked towards the tent, Chu Zheng also hurried to follow when he saw this, and he didn't want to feel a cold air in his face, so he hurriedly waved his sleeves to stir up a raging fire, incinerating the death qi that Song Kai casually struck.

Following Chu Madge to lead the army for many years, Chu Zheng was not the humble gentleman who only knew how to be gentle and humble back then, as his mind moved, the raging fire came out of his body, turning into several fire dragons entrenched around him.

Song Kai sneered, and the Styx realm manifested, and more than a dozen of the weakest soul shadows with the strength of the Six Realms floated up from the Styx, revealing a surging chill that made people's hearts and souls tremble slightly.

Seeing that the battle was about to break out, Song Kai and Chu Zheng seemed to have noticed something, and after glancing at each other, they put away their spells together, and then rushed into Wu Xue's tent side by side, and their bodies were suddenly shocked.

I saw that the tent was empty, and the two of them were jealous outside for a long time, and the main owner was not at the scene at all.

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Wu Xue, who was holding a piece of maltose, took out a piece of maltose wrapped in sugar paper from the cloth bag around her waist with a distressed face, and handed it to Jiang Siyu, Li Huan, Yu Jieyi, Hou Jingru and other women next to her one by one.

In this small tent, the fragrance is strong, Xu Xuanrong, Jiang Siyu, Yu Jieyi, Li Huan, Wu Xue, Hou Jingru, and Han Yiqi are sitting around several square tables together, and the table is full of all kinds of pastries and sweets.

In front of them, Hu Xian, who was wearing a semi-transparent tulle shawl, knelt behind Fu Xiqin, her fingertips hooked, and the sound of the piano was as clear as a phoenix singing for nine days, just in order not to affect morale, Xu Xuanrong had a soundproof spiritual array in advance, so that the beautiful sound of the piano always echoed in this tent.

Bamei was laughing and listening to music in the tent, but in the shadows behind the tent that couldn't even shine by the moonlight, Zou Buyi, who was wearing linen clothes and pants and holding a white paper fan, was sitting on the ground against the tent.

In the shadows, his face was pale because of his injuries, but his eyes were full of gentle smiles.

He should have been a chic and free merry gentleman, crisscrossing the rouge nest in the world, but he was firmly tied to this piano music, like a kite tied by a rope, no matter how free and easy it is, it will not be able to break free after all.

What's more, why break free?

The wealth of heaven and earth for a hundred years is not as good as this piano music that shows the tenderness of women, which makes people linger!

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Since joining the army, although Yang Renjie and Xiang Beibei have been in the same barracks all year round, due to military regulations, they have rarely lived in the same tent for many years, let alone hugging and hugging, which is a common thing between lovers.

It's just that this night, Yang Renjie sent all the guards away, and then sat on the wooden stake at the door of the tent with Xiang Beibei in his arms.

Xiang Beibei, who has always been as hot as an iron lady, also showed a shy face for the first time, quietly snuggling in his arms.

Spend a good full moon, regret for several years, and make up for it today.

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Halberd of Atama!Bow of Purple Orchid!

Behind the two weapons that were staggered in front of the bed, two figures were frantically intertwined under the light of the dancing candles, long burgundy curled hair, scarred men's chests, slender legs, all of which seemed to merge into one, leaving only messy clothes scattered all over the ground.

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"Abu, I know what you're trying to say. ”

Fu Chaozan, who was quietly stroking the steel knife in his hand, suddenly sighed, and Ren Jiasheng, who had a complicated face behind him, smiled bitterly, and said abruptly: "Actually, I ......."

Clenched his fists, Fu Chaozan's eyes were full of pain: "A group of us crossed over, except for Deng Mengxin who fell in Nanban, a few of us have been together since the reunion in Hezhou, and the relationship is also the best, now that Xunhuan died at the hands of the Mongols, how can I not take revenge?"

Thinking of Li Yilin, Ren Jiasheng's face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "It's just that she is ...... crimson."

"I understand," Fu Chaozan smiled miserably, "No matter what, she is your girlfriend, I won't, Meng Mengda, Demon Brother and they will never hurt her, but you have to understand that other Mongolians, they will not let go." ”

Nodding silently, Ren Jiasheng lowered his eyelids and quietly looked at the Condor Feather in his hand, which was as cold as his own state of mind.

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After repeating the battle several times, Xu Xuanrong took a sip of tea, rolled up his sleeves, and slowly came to the door of the tent, raised his hand to lift the curtain, and stared at the bright and brilliant full moon outside.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny.

Now that the moon is full, why are people separated?

Sighing, Xu Xuanrong covered his heart and looked to the north in a daze.

It's Armageddon in three days, you ...... Be sure to come back in time!