The war has entered the third stage, and it is also the most brutal stage, the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, the fighting is becoming more and more frequent, the casualties are increasing, the role that strategy and tactics can play in this stage is getting smaller and smaller, and will and materials have become the most important reliance, just to see who can't support it first. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There is a cliff mountain on the grassland more than 1,000 miles away from the old snow town, and there are many hot springs in the mountains.

Kyoto is very hot, but the weather here is a little cool, and the mist from the spring water fills the mountains, which is a sight to behold.

Chen Changsheng sat in the hot spring, his eyes passing through the hot fog and the veils around him, as well as the flags of the Anglican cavalry in the distance, landing on the passage leading to the outside of the valley.

Many years ago, he was about to leave through that passage, but in the end he turned back and saw Su Li who had passed out.

Yes, this is the hot spring back then, but at that time, there was snow all around, and now his eyes are constantly blue, which makes him feel a little strange.

"Your Majesty, the time has come. ”

Anwar squatted by the hot spring and said, his voice was very soft and soft, as if he was afraid of startling him.

Chen Changsheng woke up, stood up from the hot spring, wrapped her body in a huge towel, and wiped it carefully.

Anwar looked at his face, a little comforted, thinking that the hot spring was really still of some use, and helped him out of the hot spring and went to the pavilion in front of him to rest for a while.

There are also some buildings in the pavilion in the stone mountain, which were newly repaired a few days ago.

In wartime, there was such a luxurious pomp, Chen Changsheng was very unaccustomed to it, thinking that it would make many ordinary soldiers angry.

Unexpectedly, the soldiers who passed by and saw this scene from a distance on the grassland did not have any dissatisfaction, but took it for granted, and even felt very proud.

Chen Changsheng thought about it for a long time and didn't understand why.

He sat in the pavilion and looked into the distance.

In the distance, many soldiers were heading in the direction of the old snow town.

From such a distance, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of the dragon horse, well, it seemed that it was really from the Hanya Horse Farm.

The soldiers knew that the Pope was in this rocky mountain, and they did not know if they could see the pavilion.

The news had already spread on the front line, and when passing by this stone mountain, the cavalry would dismount and take the reins without an emergency military situation. There are also many soldiers who will ignore the military order, run out of the team, kneel and kowtow in the direction of Shishan, and then return to the team satisfied, even if they are punished by their superiors.

Chen Changsheng had seen such a picture many times.

He couldn't understand why these ordinary soldiers were proud of themselves, but since they wanted to see themselves, then he was willing to let them see them.

So these days, he would often sit under the pavilion, even if Anwar and the King of the Sea were opposed.

The cool wind entered the stone mountain from the field, and before it could be warmed by the hot mist of the hot spring, it fell on Chen Changsheng's face.

The body that had been soaked in the hot spring gradually cooled, and the rosiness on his face gradually faded, turning back to pale, very thin, and very haggard.

The cold wind rose again, and the white crane fell.

Then, it flew to the pavilion and stood on one leg, squinting its eyes so that the soldiers in the distant field could see more clearly.

Xu Yourong walked to the cliffside, looked at the springs like steamers below, and said, "If you continue like this, you will die if you can't survive the day the city is broken." ”

She didn't turn to look at Chen Changsheng, and there was no expression on her face, it seemed that she was just talking casually, and she didn't really care.

It may also be because she has said it many times, but she has not received any response from Chen Changsheng.

After coming to the front line, Chen Changsheng had already refined two bottles of cinnabar pills in advance.

What this means, everyone knows.

Of course, he knew best, but seeing so many young faces contorted in front of the fear of death, listening to so many cries, he couldn't help it.

And he was wounded.

This is the front line, although he is the Pope and has been heavily protected, he is also the target of the demons' key sniping.

The most dangerous time was when the second demon general led a group of demon powerhouses to attack with the vulture, and he was also injured a lot in that time.

In the middle of summer, he came to this grassland, when the old city of snow was already faintly visible. It is already the beginning of autumn, and it is said that the vanguard army has been able to see the walls of the old city of Snow clearly, and the northern third battalion can even see the faces of the soldiers defending the city, but ...... After all, no one can actually reach the old snow town.

The closer to the old snow city, the stronger the demons' low will to resist, and the more fearless they are of death, even making many soldiers feel that this is an impossible mission.

Obviously, as long as there is some more pressure, the demon lord in the old snow city and the hundreds of thousands of tribal warriors who have arrived from all over the city may not be able to hold on.

But at this time, there were many people in the Terran army who could no longer hold on.

That night, some of the soldiers who could not hold out were forced to retreat south, and the vast majority of them were seriously wounded.

Ye Xiaolian took several disciples, as well as the teachings of the Thirteen Divisions of Qingyao and three priests who left the palace, and escorted one person back to the south at the same time.

Who is that person who can let her leave the most important Zhongjun tent and put on such a big formation?

The prime minister, who was seriously injured and seized military power, is still holding on to the front line, why is that person so important?

No one knew what Ye Xiaolian thought, but for the priests of the palace and the teachers of the Thirteen Divisions of Qingyao, this person was of course countless times more important than King Xiang.

Because he is a friend of the Pope.

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Chen Changsheng is not good at words, and his way of thinking about problems is too simple, and it is easy for people to be speechless in someone's words.

But from Xining Town to Kyoto, he still made some friends.

However, when it comes to his friends, many people's first reaction must be Tang Thirty-six.

Tang Thirty-Six's cheeks were already sunken down, but they were red and translucent, like boiled prawns, and his eyes were also extremely bright, a little panicking.

Chen Changsheng sat beside the stretcher and said to him: "At that time, I felt that it was inappropriate for you to buy that restaurant. ”

Tang Thirty-six said weakly, "What's wrong?"

Chen Changsheng said: "If you eat too much blue lobster, you will be punished, look at you now." ”

Obviously, although Tang Thirty-six has been seriously ill these days, he still often looks in the mirror and smells beautiful, so he can quickly understand Chen Changsheng's joke.

Understood the joke, naturally wanted to laugh, Tang Thirty-six coughed while laughing, looking very uncomfortable.

Ye Xiaolian put the cold towel on his forehead, turned around and glared at Chen Changsheng fiercely.

After staring at her, she realized what she had done, and she couldn't help but panic and plead guilty again and again.

Chen Changsheng naturally didn't care about her, and said, "Yourong is next door, you go and see her." ”

Ye Xiaolian said yes softly, but her mood was even more nervous, thinking about how she should explain to the holy woman?

After Ye Xiaolian left, Tang Thirty-six looked at Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, "What kind of illness am I?"

Chen Changsheng said: "The loss of mind is too serious, and the wind and cold are very serious. ”

Tang Thirty-six's eyes were like ghost fire, and he said, "I think there is something wrong with this disease." ”

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(I thought about it for a while, and I felt that I still need to love you guys more and write more seriously, thank you.) ）