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On the street, Wei Yuanhai was holding a wooden stick, with Zhen Tao on the other side, and the old and young laughed and talked all the way to the old lame's tavern.

In the courtyard room, Qin Linchuan calmed down his violent cough, lifted the cabinet in front of him, and took out an extremely flat vermilion scarlet drum. Then he sat under the candle, his old hand rubbing the ink cloud logo embroidered on the top.

Yan left at the gate of the courtyard and said goodbye to Yin Chiyuan and Nange, who were both thoughtful.

You Yun sat on the roof, with a short knife between his wrist and knee, as a sentinel in this place.

Yu Xin withdrew his gaze from the body of the nine knives, handed the bamboo tube in his hand to a masked person, who received the bamboo tube and immediately jumped over the wall with the two behind him to hide.

Qiu Yi was covered with a black night coat, and he walked out of the house again.

......

The end of the horsetail hanging down from the back of her head was lifted by the mountain wind, and the woman, who had already stood at the highest point of Shaoyang Mountain, withdrew her gaze from the grand city at the foot of the mountain and turned to the moon. After a long silence, she lowered her head slightly.

And Yunshu, the moment before he stepped out of the chaos and entered the black dream, he vaguely saw a mask in the mist. and the hand holding it that has reached out of the black sky.

......

Fengyuan, one of the seven heroic cities of Shenzhou, is second only to the Apocalypse in scale. In the North Wind Rebellion at the end of the Shang Dynasty and the turmoil in the mountains and rivers in the early years of the Yuan Dynasty, Fengyuan City was not affected. Relying on nearly 1,000 large salt farms on the shores of the East China Sea, the Yin royal family has been continuously remitting wealth and population to Dongzhou.

Sixteen years have passed, and Fengyuan City has become more and more prosperous, and there are faint signs of catching up with or even overshadowing the emperor's capital Apocalypse.

This night, in the royal city of Fengyuan.

Outside a side hall, there were several rows of black-armored sergeants with a heavy momentum like a mountain, standing silently, like clay sculptures.

A loud bang was coming from the hall.

A team of panicked palace attendants, holding the replaced lamps, withdrew from the crack in the temple door with their bodies bowed, and the last person turned around and closed the temple door, and left with the rest of the people trembling and hurrying away.

Inside the temple.

A man dressed in a luxurious black robe got up from behind the middle table and walked around quickly. The red lines on his robe, with his movements, were like a burning flame. From his mouth, with a heavy rebuke of extreme anger, it has not stopped.

"The rest of the stuff...... You can let him go! I only ask you why you withdrew your troops, and why you withdrew your troops! It took so much effort and great difficulty for us to tear apart the river of gold...... Liang Qianhe, since I have been led by you, I have always believed that you will be able to conquer wherever you go! Therefore, I have already chased you with a fast horse, hoping that after you have won, you will be able to directly wave your army eastward...... Don't tell me that you didn't receive an edict at that time! Why did you withdraw your troops?!"

Asked three times why the army was withdrawn, the Qilin King Yin Dynasty walked five feet in front of Liang Qianhe, who was sitting with him, and shouted again:

"There are eight teams and 190,000 men missing...... This is in front of Longhou Mountain, on the Qingye Plain, how do you call Fang Shuo to fight? We have already bought all the horses of the Nanfang Chen family, and the 10,000 carts lent to us by the Nan clan have not been brought back for so long...... What can you do if you lose?!"

Since entering the hall, Liang Qianhe, who has been blamed until now, still looks the same. At this time, he also stood up from his chair and said softly: "Your Majesty, although we have won in the Pinjin River, it is finally time to breathe, and if the bowstring is too tight, it will easily break. ”

"No, it's not there yet, and it's not time for ventilation...... Beads!"

Yin Chao's eyes were full of anger, and he glanced around the hall that was lit with more than a hundred red candles but still looked dim, and suddenly said.

A moment later, another team of palace attendants walked in quickly, all holding a box in their hands. When it was opened, the light suddenly bloomed in the box, and dozens of fist-sized night pearls were hung in a special lamp nest in the air, and the hall was reflected as if it were day.

"Map!"

An attendant arrived with a map in his arms.

"Big map!"

The attendants retreated.

The six then ran up with a two-zhang long scroll and placed it on the ground.

The four-zhang long map was unfolded, and the route signs in the map were densely packed, ranging from mountains and rivers to small villages, and the territory north of Shenzhou.

Then, Yin Chao stepped in the picture, staring at the southern part of Xingjun under his feet.

"I'm in a hurry, Black Iron, Black Iron! How did the legendary fire spirit artifact, Xingjun's group of barbarians find it? No matter what, I'd rather destroy it than let it fall into the hands of the Tie Clan. They already have a wind demon that dominates the sky, and I don't want the Northern Yan Iron Rider on the ground to become unstoppable!"

"King and rest assured, after the next battle, the Tie clan will no longer be an obstacle to us. ”

Yin Chao waved his hand slowly and said, "It's the end of autumn...... Judging from the information brought back by Liang Zhen'a's ghost fox, Xingjun had been digging the black iron ore for at least half a year! On the next five days, three horse convoys left the Xianshan Shenyan Iron Mine and headed for Jinshan City. Each team had 20 carts, loaded with 30,000 catties of raw iron, and the slaves who were conscripted by Tiegui to go to Xianshan to quarry have never been broken! To this day, how much black iron does the Xingjun Beiyan Iron Cavalry already have? Every time I count it, I feel a chill in my heart. Such a terrifying weapon, such a powerful one...... You, are you sure you can win?"

Liang Qianhe smiled, also took two steps forward, and stood north of Dongzhou on the map.

Then, he waved his hand lightly and said: "For Tongxingjun this time, my original battle strategy was to spread out the entire army in Dongzhou and destroy the Tie clan and the last few cronies of the Tie clan. First of all, Fang Shuo will lead the Tiger Ben army out of Longhou, directly extend the battle line to the entire Qingye Plain, and after returning to the north, I will lead the army to Zhongtun in the Broken Stream Gang, and dispatch the remaining more than ten troops. Even if the Northern Yan Iron Cavalry is stronger, even if we dismiss part of our army, I still ...... Have faith. ”

Yin Chao narrowed his eyes slightly, "You should know that the fortune of my Dongzhou for decades is all here...... If you want to burn the whole Qingye Plain, how many murder knives are there in your hands? Where are they hidden?"

"Two, the first one, I will use the Qilin Guard to choke their throats at the last moment......" Liang Qianhe took a step forward, half-knelt and stretched out his hand, intercepted Qingyeyuan on the map, and then said: "The second one is the ghost fox of Zhen'a." ”

Yin Chao was silent, only nodded, and after a while, he lifted the hem of his robe and squatted down. Then he stretched out his finger and pressed it on the map.

"I hope Liang Zhen'a can be here...... Shen salt iron ore. The black iron dug up there, with the crude means of Xingjun's craftsmen, can be forged into armor that is no less than that of the heavy soldiers of the Shenwu Guard in the past. King Tiegui wants to create a new army out of black iron, and he will never allow this place to be lost. We can use the ghost fox to disrupt the Tie Clan's footsteps. In this way, Qingye Plain, and even Geumsan Castle, will become our bag! And ......" Yin Chao flipped his palm and clenched it suddenly!

"Black Iron, too!"

“...... Yes. Liang Qianhe nodded silently.

Yin Chao's complexion, which was already like a heavy jujube, added to the purple and black aura, and then he clapped his hands and said, "You have a general plan, and Fang Shuo has no objection...... Moreover, in my trade-off, I would rather lose all the Tiger Ben Army, and most of the Qilin Guard, and use all the wealth accumulated in Dongzhou in the past twenty years or so to exchange for this victory! As long as you can win this one, how is the turbo, I will think it is worth it! But why did you stop again?!"

"The generals will be stationed at the foot of Longhou Mountain, and will not attack for the time being. It was because at that time, on the way to the battlefield of the Pinjin River, I noticed some abnormalities, some ...... Wrong. Liang Qianhe replied slowly.

"Huh, something that even you think is abnormal?" Yin Chao was slightly stunned.

Liang Qianhe nodded, then bent over his knees and took a few steps back, and when he stopped, he reached the west of Dongzhou.

"The five-year battle has been too protracted, and in the four counties north of the Blue River, all the young and strong have almost rotated twice on the battlefield. People's hearts have begun to fluctuate, especially in ...... Look north. Liang Qianhe buckled the front of his foot and said.

"Wangbei, Xiao Nuoxing?He actually dares to be anti-minded?!"