The black Gobi is southwest, and the east is not south to restrain the fire dragon horse

"Report, report to the general, our former army has entered the Black Gobi. "The soldiers came to report that there is no south in the east.

"Are the spies back?" asked Dongfang Wunan.

"Back, back. The pro-soldier stepped out of the way.

I saw three or five corpses, lying on the ground.

"I still underestimated this Hu Yandu, he has already discovered us. Dongfang Wunan shook his head.

"General, catch up. Murong Ziqi licked his lips.

"Do you know why you, as the eldest son of the Great Khan, can't you live in Dongfu?" Dongfang Wunan looked at him.

"Because, my uncle doesn't support me. "Murong Ziqi was quite resentful.

"Because you have brains, it's better not to have one!!" Dongfang Wunan smacked him mercilessly.

Ji Xin and the others, who were feeding the horses next to them, also moved their shoulders.

Hehe, interesting, dog-eat-dog up.

Ji Xin and Kong Liang put down the work in their hands and watched the big show.

"You minion, you dare to scold me!" Murong Ziqi also became popular.

After all, he is the eldest son of the Murong family.

But that was in the Murong family, what about here? This is the army of the East Wunan.

Dongfang Wunan gave him a big mouth on the spot.

"You remember for me, in Murong Wangfu, you just put your golden reef axe on the old man's neck and bleed the old man, and the old man will not say a word. But this is a march to fight, any order of the old man is related to the lives of the 20,000 iron horsemen behind him, if you Murong Ziqi is any more messing around, the old man will use this Fang Tian painting halberd to take off your dog's head. Dongfang Wunan raised Fang Tian's painting halberd at the door of Murong Ziqi's face, and Fang Tian's painting halberd was naturally murderous.

Murong Ziqi's anger just now was suppressed by Dongfang Wunan's murderous aura, and it was extinguished in an instant, and he didn't even dare to put another fart that Dongfang Wunan was scared of.

"The two generals, Murong Ziyu and Murong Ziang, listened to the order, and asked you to go to the lead and try the water of Huyan Du. This is also what the Great Khan meant, the Great Khan said: The glory of the Murong family, it is best to let the wolf cub of the Murong family take it!" Dongfang Wunan issued an order.

"Obey!!" Murong Ziyu and Murong Ziang had the experience of their eldest brother Murong Ziqi, so they naturally didn't dare to disobey the general's order anymore.

They were as well-behaved as rabbits, each with their own troops, rushing towards the Black Gobi.

"The whole army has it, it's encamped, it's all filling my stomach, and I'll have a good night's sleep. Don't regret the sweetness of tonight because of tomorrow's sacrifice. "Dongfang Wunan ordered.

The cavalry all dismounted and began to build the yurt, and the two coolies, Ji Xin and Kong Liang, of course, had to help.

After working for a long time, the two finally had time to rest.

"Ji Xin, do you say that the two princes of the Murong family will show their faces?" Kong Liang asked Ji Xin.

"Those two are much better than their elder brothers, but who can say for sure about the war? Otherwise, let's make a bet that tomorrow's horse manure will be cleaned up. Ji Xin smiled.

These two guys are in this situation, and their hearts are still light-hearted.

"Well, I'll bet they'll win. Kong Liang fiddled with the beads in his hand and said.

"I'm betting they won't win. Ji Xin took out the dagger and played with it.

Just as they were starting to gamble, a group of soldiers on night patrol passed by.

"What are you doing here when you're not going to work or rest?" said the captain, whipping his horsewhip.

Ji Xin and the others were busy dodging, although the horsewhip didn't touch their bodies, and the two kept shouting "oops, oops" in their mouths.

"Oh, my lord spares his life. Ji Xin shouted, stepped on the handle of the iron pickaxe, and with a whim, he kicked the iron pickaxe under the team leader.

The squad leader was wielding his horsewhip vigorously, not caring about his feet, and stepping on the iron pickaxe head a little carelessly.

The handle of the iron pickaxe "brush~" stood up and smashed into the crotch of the squad leader. The squad leader's face changed abruptly, and he covered his crotch and wailed loudly.

Ji Xin and Kong Liang had already hidden, crouching in the dark corner to watch their jokes.

The Black Gobi at night, in seven or eight sand dunes

Murong Ziyu and Murong Ziang were besieged by the design of the flower model.

On the sand dunes, there are lit feather arrows and torches, and the bright lights are shining one after another, which is really a night battle.

In the sand dunes, Hua Mo's hand is a knife, a Guan Wang knife.

The general who can use the Guan Wang knife is not a general, but also a rare general.

But Hua Mo reprimanded him but he was a Confucian general.

But the identity of a Confucian general does not prevent the sharpness of the Guan Wang knife in his hand.

How to prove it?

If the undried blood of Murong Ziyu on the blade of Guan Wangdao, as well as the two-handed sword that has been dimmed under the horse, then there is no need to prove it.

In front of him, it was the iron cavalry of the Great Moon Clan's Khanate, because of the death of Murong Ziyu and the leadership of Murong Ziang, it became a rout and fled.

"Hey, you guys slow down, I don't care about chasing down the poor, so I won't send it. The corners of Hua Mo's mouth twitched, and he raised the Guan Wang knife in his hand.

"Win, win, win~"

Behind him, the soldiers' cheers came, but they did not soothe Hua Mo's brows. On the contrary, Hua Mo's brow furrowed even tighter.

Just now, of course, he could have given the order to shoot these enemy soldiers, but he couldn't. The fire on the sand dunes was actually his own soldiers, but there were only a few hundred people. He designed it, and he bluffed.

The arrival of the two wolf cubs of the Murong family only revealed one news to him: the army of the Great Yue Clan Khanate followed.

He also pretended to be arrogant, so that Dongfang Wunan could not understand his own situation.

After all, they have been alone for such a long time, and although they are about to leave the Black Gobi, the army of the Great Moon Clan Khanate is still worried.

But the worries still happened.

"You did a good job, and you used Sun Bin's "real is virtual, and virtual is real" vividly. Alas, if you keep up, follow up, now that I have brought the army to this situation, I will be responsible for the fate of the army. Hu Yandu took a sip of the warm mare's milk wine and handed the skin to Hua Mo.

Hua Mo reprimanded to pick up the skin bag, but saw Hu Yandu's old hand trembling.

"General, the students think that it is not appropriate for us to divide our troops into two routes, that would be disadvantageous to us. We should fight to the death. "Flower model reprimanded the proposal.

"A battle against the water, a battle against the water, it is easy to say, it is too difficult, since the backwater battle between the overlord and the marquis of Han Huaiyin, how many successful cases of turning defeat into victory?" Hu Yandu sighed.

"General, when is the time now, you can't stick to the art of war anymore!"

"This is the life of 20,000 sons, and we are taking a risk. Hu Yandu's eyes widened and he drank him.

The master and apprentice parted unhappily.

"No, it's not, it's too fast. Ji Xin's face was full of incredulity.

"Ji Xin, tomorrow's horse manure will be wrapped up for you. Kong Liang looked at Murong Ziang, who was the grandson of Dongfang Wunan Xiong, and he was quite gloating.

They were muttering, but around the corner, they met the team leader just now, who was looking at the two of them with a tiger face.

"Run~"

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