I see!

Everyone tasted it carefully, and sighed that Chen Xuan's writing was brilliant, if it was given to General Di Lao, this poem would be even more appropriate and appropriate.

As if suddenly, they saw that a dying old general, who had made great achievements for the country, after drinking, carried a lantern and danced a sword, and gradually became drunk and recalled the past on the battlefield.

In the barracks, which stretched for hundreds of miles, the sound of trumpets ......

Chapter 171 of "The Princes of the Cold Gate" The debate between ancient and modern is in the middle of the fight, please wait a while,

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