At first, the war was only a small fight, and since the end of the small World War I that night, the generation in the border theater has been quiet and eerie.

On the surface of the sea, the waves are rolling one after another, overwhelmingly churning, but there is no one.

It was supposed to be densely packed with Shenghai army ships, but at this time, not a single ship could be seen.

The northern snipers, who were keeping an eye on the opposing ships, clearly saw that they had all taken refuge behind the mountains, and never came out again.

After receiving the news, Helan rushed over non-stop, and just stepped into this land, but there was only tranquility.

"Empress!"

Nakayama ran over from afar to greet him.

The woman's steps are broad, the wind is blowing under her feet, her aura is strong and majestic, and when she walks from a distance, many people subconsciously follow her, as if ready to listen to orders at any time.

Helan walked over and grabbed a sniper and put it in front of him, "What's the current situation?" ”

Looking at the calm sea in the distance through the sniper scope, you can't even see the shadow of a fish as far as your eye can see.

"After that night, the enemy retreated behind the mountains and never came out."

When Nakayama said this, he felt a sense of pride.

It seems that the enemy army was frightened, so they hid.

Shrunken-headed turtle.

However, hearing this, Helan wrinkled his brows, and in front of him was a wide land, beyond the land was the endless sea, there were mountains and islands in the sea, but there was no way to cross it.

The distance in the middle is not a star and a half, and there is no way to go over to check the situation.

She wasn't sure what the hell Shenghae's people were up to, but Helan was sure they weren't scared.

"Keep an eye on that side, and if someone rushes out, kill them, no matter what they do." He Lan commanded coldly, full of aura.

Shun Ying received the order: "The subordinates obey the order!" ”

"They really have similar weapons?"

When Tan Yun received a reply from the general who was sent out, he immediately panicked.

But after thinking about it, he put his mind at ease, most of Dongyuan's soldiers were landlubbers, and it was not possible to fight at sea at all, so he didn't need to be afraid at all.

Bei Ting sat next to him, drinking tea quietly, nothing to do with himself.

Tan Yun glanced at him, "National Teacher." ”

The man raised his eyes, "Huh? ”

"The national teacher is the one who developed these weapons, and he should also be the one who knows them best, and I feel that if the national teacher goes to the battlefield to command them, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort." Tan Yun's attitude is humble, and there is no sense of seriousness that commands people.

Hearing this, Beiting fell silent.

He and the emperor looked at each other, and there seemed to be an inexplicable coldness circulating between the two.

The messengers and eunuchs who were waiting on the sidelines were terrified.

If anyone in the entire Shenghai dares to go against the emperor, I am afraid that only this famous national teacher will be the only one.

He dared to resist the decree in public, and he dared to contradict the emperor, and he was not afraid of the royal family, so to speak, there was no one in Shenghai who could make him compromise, unless he was willing.

The emperor's opinion came down, Beiting had to go if he didn't go, because it was not an order, from the perspective of the country, he had no reason not to go.

But with such a dangerous weapon battle, it's really hard to say whether it's life or death.

Just when a few people were waiting in fear, I saw the man get up slowly, "Okay." ”

He brushed the non-existent dust on his robe, "It is Beiting's obligation to work for the welfare of the people of Shenghai, but ......"

Bei Ting paused, Tan Yun's breathing stopped, and he waited with bated breath for his next words.

The blue eyes bent, and the man seemed to smile, "But, whether you can win or not, Bei Ting doesn't dare to guarantee, the emperor should know, Bei Ting doesn't know the art of war, only proficient in weapons." ”

He's talking ugly about it.