"Hmm!" raised his hand to wipe the tears from his cheeks, and Gongsun You finally showed a soft smile. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Chen bowed his head and retreated back to the bottom of the steps, he believed that Gongsun You understood his words, these emperors and princes present today have all witnessed what Liu Chen has done for Gongsun You, and among them, most of them may have planted a seed of hatred in their hearts.

The revenge of killing the mother can be described as a common thing!

However, these young avengers can't have any impact on Liu Chen's future, because their sister will cut off their heads with her own hands to repay His Royal Highness King Canglan for his great kindness!

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Youzhou, Meiling Plain, Canglan Legion Battalion.

"Report!" On a sunny afternoon, a scout from the southern jungle rushed to the tent of the commander of the Chinese army.

"Come in!"

The main generals of the Southern Army, headed by Shu Ziming, the General Staff of the Southern Army, each wrapped a white veil around their waists and wore plain hair, were discussing enthusiastically in front of the sand table.

"Young marshal, the enemy army has been found a hundred miles southwest!"

"Uh......" Liu Gu, who was standing next to Uncle Ban Ziming, frowned, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Uncle Ban Ziming, and when he got the signal, His Royal Highness raised his feet and approached the scout and said, "How many of them are there?"

"Back to the young marshal's words...... The brethren of the scout camp carefully investigated the situation of the enemy's cooking, and there were more than 6,000 cauldrons in total!"

"......" Liu was silent, and all the camp owners in the tent were silent, this time was the time when the Terran emperor died, and even the immortal clan and the state religion on the second line in the northwest had directly ceased fighting.

"Eat fifty people in one pot...... Two pots for a hundred people...... 6,000 pots...... Three hundred thousand!"

Staring at the sand table, Uncle Ban muttered to himself: "300,000 people, it can't be the army dispatched by Yongcheng...... It's from the south...... What are they trying to do? This is the time to attack...... It's just a loss of conscience, the bones of the first emperor are not cold, are they still human!"

Holding the sword pointed to the south of the location of Wancheng in the sand table, Zhuang Yuangong marked the mark, and said with a face full of indignation: "Yongcheng is the throat of Cangshan Erhai Lake, located in the north of Younan Ranch, and its circumference surrounds Erhai Lake, tightly embedded in Cangshan, it can be said to be a lonely city that is easy to attack and difficult to defend...... When the king left, he made it clear that in the next battle, we will take Yongcheng as a point, and continue to consume the enemy's vital strength between attacking and defending...... Now, there is such an unidentified mysterious force between Yongcheng and Wancheng...... In this way, we can grasp both hands, while fighting the 300,000 enemy troops near the Bison Valley, and on the other hand, we can divide a cavalry and make a detour through Wannan to attack the unprepared Yongcheng with lightning speed...... As fast as the wind and thunder, we will let the thieves have no return!"

"The General Staff means that we are going to ambush the location of the Bison Valley...... When the 300,000 people pass through the Valley of the Bison...... Attack in one fell swoop and crush them?"

Just north of the 300,000 people who are now encamped, there is a long and narrow valley, surrounded by steep walls on both sides, the mountains are steep, and the roads in the valley are rugged, and there are many shallows...... Because there are bison herds inhabiting here all year round, the people of Youzhou call it the Bison Valley.

"No!" In the face of Liu Shisan's inquiry, Uncle Ban shook his head with a smile on his face, and moved the long sword in his hand again, so that the blade of the sword pointed into the gentle bush at the northern exit of the Bison Valley, "We set up an ambush here!"

"Why?" The faces of the main generals changed greatly, and they were all a little confused, obviously it was best to set up an ambush in a place without ambush, but chose to wait in a spacious and barrier-free place, which was reasonable, this also didn't make sense! I really don't understand what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of the champion Gong!

"Do you think that if we set up an ambush in the Buffalo Valley, we can defeat the enemy army in one fell swoop and greatly reduce the casualties of our army?

Blinked with a smile, seeing that everyone in the tent was silent, Uncle Ban Ziming sighed lightly, wiped the long sword in his hand before pacing and sand table, and slowly put it into the sheath and said: "For example, if the Thirteenth Master leads the troops to pass through the dangerous Bison Valley, what should it do?"

"Always be vigilant, step by step, three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry!" Liu Shisan didn't want to think about it, so he raised his voice and replied: "In this way, whenever there is an ambush, the old man can calmly command the army to counterattack......"

"Hehe!" Uncle Ban Ziming chuckled and raised his eyebrows, "If the Thirteenth Master walked through the Bison Valley so slowly, but did not encounter any ambushes...... When the eyes suddenly opened up, the thirteenth master could feel relieved...... Shouting at the enemy stupid?"

"Of course, you didn't beat me when the old man was tied, and after this moment, you still can't make you look good?"

"When the army of the Thirteenth Master smiled happily and each breathed a sigh of relief, tsk, embattled, the enemy army descended from the mountains and fierce tigers to rush straight into your army's formation......"

"Damn!" the camp owners will be stunned, and look at Uncle Ban Ziming's gaze again, in addition to the indescribable worship, there are many deep frustrations, comparing goods, and really have to throw ......

"One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion...... It is for the foresight of the fundraiser, so the gentleman has no war, and the war is ...... Victory!"

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Glancing at Uncle Ban Ziming with admiration, Liu Gu walked to the desk that originally belonged to Liu Chen excitedly, picked up the order on the table, and imitated his eldest brother's appearance, His Royal Highness raised his voice and ordered: "Liu Mo!"

"The last general!"

"With you leading the four battalions, half an hour later, we will make a detour to Wannan and attack Yongcheng directly...... Before the time comes, Yongcheng must be owned by our army!"

"Whoa!"

"Liu Thirteen!"

"The last general!"

"With you leading the whole army of the Canglan Legion, rush to the northern exit of the Bison Valley, hide in the bushes, and wait for the Shenji Battalion to open fire on the spot, and then lead the whole army to kill the ...... Defeat this rebel force in one go!"

"Whoa!"

"Scout Camp!"

"The last general!"

"What should I do, I don't need to say more, right?"

"Know! Yin Wuwei and Tingxue Lou should clear the way forward of our army, and they will capture the flag at the right time!"

"Order the three armies, immediately bury the pot and make rice, and after half an hour, the whole army will be mobilized!"

"Whoa!"

nodded very contentedly, so the brother waved his hand, and after everyone saluted, he walked out of the big tent.

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On the sixteenth day of the winter month, Chang'an City is still cold and biting, in the snow-capped Vermilion Bird Street, the people of the whole city are divided to both sides of the road, kneeling down to worship the coffin of the Emperor of the Apocalypse and walking out of the Xuanwu Gate and towards the Bauhinia Mountain.

The long and cumbersome etiquette made this funeral full of sorrow last all day, and the moment the coffin of the Emperor of the Apocalypse was sent to the mausoleum by one hundred and twenty-eight boys, the cry that could no longer be suppressed resounded throughout the snowy Chang'an......

"King, there's an urgent report from the south!"

The plain old Yang grinned, swayed to Liu Chen's side, and lowered his voice to report: "Zhang Chen gathered an army of 300,000 and fought with us yesterday afternoon......

Liu Chen turned his head and listened to the constant crying and snow in his ears, and his face gradually became gloomy to the extreme......

The king was angry...... In this battle, our army won a complete victory, and even won Yongcheng in one fell swoop, and the projectile brought by His Royal Highness the Prince of the World began to say: 'There was Weicheng Lao Zhuge before, and now there is Canglan Xiaobanshu'!" )