"Knowing its male, guarding its female, is the world's stream. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info for the world stream, Changde is inseparable. Changde does not leave, and returns to the baby. ”

In the middle of the night, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the distant mountains, quietly taking away the heat of the autumn tiger, a trace of coolness, so that the entire southern army camp was filled with a trace of slaughter......

Liu Chen was dressed in a brocade robe, standing at the door of the handsome tent, quietly staring at the soldiers of the battalions who had been tasked the day before yesterday rushing to the front line, in silence, he did not have too many generous statements.

In the wind, the heavy armor accompanied the vigorous steps of the soldiers, and when it rattled, it was like the wind chimes singing at the small bridge and flowing water......

The beast in the dark has come out of the cage, this is the first battle of the Southern Army, and it is also the most important battle to recover Youzhou...... Kyushu is sleepless, and the Eastern Continent is looking forward to the arrival of dawn, and the king of Canglan shows the good news of the world.

Half leaning on the stool, Uncle Ban Ziming rubbed the scroll in his hand, occasionally raised his head and smiled at Liu Chen's back, and around the wide handsome tent, he could only hear the long and obscure whispers of the champion prince.

"Know its glory, guard its humiliation, for the valley of the world. For the valley of the world, Changde is enough. Changde is enough, return to Park!"

At this moment, under the invasion of the wind, the half moon on the horizon has already hidden in the dark clouds, and the flow of the black clouds cannot be seen, but people can feel very clearly that the black clouds are overwhelming, and they have quietly come to the world......

"Knowing its whiteness and guarding its black is the world's style. For the world's style, Changde is not worried. Changde is not sorry, return to Wuji......" When the thunder sounded, Uncle Ban Ziming got up with a smile, carrying the scroll and his back, standing beside Liu Chen, looking at the darkness, his eyes were dotted with the seedlings of the bonfire, "King, there is rain tonight, it is just right!"

"It's good that it's raining, tomorrow when the king moves the camp, there will be no blood......"

"Hehe......" Uncle Ban shook his head and was silent.

"Before leaving Fengcheng, Senior Brother Chen asked me, how many of them are really resentful of the millions of chaotic troops in Youzhou......" Liu Chen raised his head and slowly walked down the wooden steps of the handsome tent, leading Uncle Ban Ziming behind him, His Royal Highness the King of Canglan began to parade in the hot southern army camp, "Everyone in the world thinks that this king's edict is for the hundreds of orphans of Bai Yujing, of course, people also recognize Yuyao's pampering and coquettishness...... However, you don't know me, thinking of Yuyao's face, this is naturally my original intention, and more importantly, this king needs to let those foolish people in Youzhou who are in the whirlpool see clearly, and those who follow me will prosper!"

“......”

"Therefore, in the battle of Guicheng, Gu does not need any prisoners, and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the city will all die...... That is, those who oppose me die!"

"The King...... Slaughtering the city is really detrimental to benevolence!" Uncle Ban Ziming frowned, rubbing his big hand with the scroll, and his knuckles were white......

"Rende?" Liu Chen sneered, paused and looked back at Uncle Ban Ziming, for a long time, he seemed to smile and said: "Lone's benevolence, I can give you Uncle Ban Ziming, because you are Lone's brother! You can also give it to all the soldiers of the Southern Army, they are Lone's robes! Only the hundreds of thousands of people in Guicheng, no! They must die......

"Why?" Uncle Ban Ziming took a few steps closer to Liu Chen, and his eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan character, just like that, Zhuang Yuangong's tone still seemed very calm and personable, "In Guicheng, there will definitely be most of the people who are innocent...... Even those rebels have mostly become rebels involuntarily...... The death of the Eastern Continent came from outside the territory, the rebellion in Kyushu began with Wenren, and the disaster of Youzhou began with the Zhang family...... Between black and white, since the king has a clear mind, why is he unwilling to abide by it?"

"Bang!" In the direction of the Daohe Long Bridge, there was a violent explosion suddenly, it was the sound of divine thunder, and the warlocks who followed Liu Shisan to attack the right side finally made a move!

The fluctuation of vitality that came with the wind made the smile on Liu Chen's face even worse, and he stared at Uncle Ban Ziming's eyes carefully, and those rays of wisdom had already become indignant with the throbbing in his heart.

"Killing them alone is to help more people in Youzhou, and their death will become the vitality of most people's lives...... Such sacrifices are worth it!"

Smart as Uncle Ban Ziming, after hearing Liu Chen's sigh, he naturally understood the painstaking efforts of His Royal Highness King Canglan, and that trace of indignation quietly dissipated, but there was a lot of helplessness, but it was confused.

"After the first battle of Guicheng, everyone in the world thought that Lone was a thug and an executioner, and throughout the 10,000-year history of our clan, it is estimated that I can't find a boss who will do such a tragic act......" Liu Chen chuckled, more and more like a real Terran Canglan King, "First of all, I don't care why they started to betray Great Xia, whether it is bitter or deceitful, in general, when this king meets them for the first time, he only sees the blades in their hands, and the blood of his compatriots flows in the slightest...... In this way, the king cannot be forgiven......"

“......”

"You mentioned black and white Zhishou before, although Lone can't understand the meaning of the Holy Venerable Sutra you chanted, but Lone understands in his heart that you must want to say something......" Shaking his head to signal that Uncle Ban Ziming didn't have to speak, Liu Chen gently patted his shoulder, and brushed the grass clippings off the shoulder of the champion prince, "If it is said that for the white of this war, this king gave the hundreds of orphan girls who were taken in the Canglan Palace, then all the black, this king will also reward the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Guicheng without a trace...... Know its whiteness, guard its black'hehe, the road behind Guicheng, hundreds of millions of people in Youzhou, will understand the black and white of loneliness...... Ziming, I believe you will be looking forward to their choice......"

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"Brothers!" quietly touched the shallows of the Dao River, hidden in the dense forest, the weather was cold, but Liu Mo was sweating profusely, and he didn't know how long he had waited, just now he suppressed the restlessness surging in his heart, and the southeast suddenly caught fire......

Gripping the spear tightly, turning over and getting on the horse, Liu Mo waved the horsewhip without looking back and shouted: "Charge with me!"

"Slash!"

"Capture the flag!"

When the Chinese army camp of the Guicheng Army was still enjoying a bonfire, the tens of thousands of heroes of the Canglan Army roared and roared, like an angry dragon, stepping on the thunder to kill......

The chanting of the Warlocks of the Heavenly Pavilion rose and fell in the woods, and the brilliant firelight directly illuminated the night sky swept by the wind as if it were daylight, and the divine mines were thrown into the crowd of rebels who were caught off guard......

Before many warlocks in the rebel camp could open their mouths to chant, their heads were cut off by the Canglan Legion athletes who galloped on horseback, even if the enemy was outnumbered, such a miraculous charge also made Liu Mo lead the troops for the first time in his life and was about to taste victory.

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"How many troops do we have left?"

Listening to the war in the distance, Liu Chen suddenly turned around and asked Uncle Ban Ziming.

"Uh......" was really stunned for a moment, and then Uncle Ban Ziming replied with a puzzled hand: "King, we still have fourteen battalions of troops!"

"What about the Shenji Battalion?" The Shenji Battalion is a specific establishment of the Eastern Continent's staff tacticians.

"Go out with six squads, and there are still four squads on standby in the battalion!" The so-called General Staff is the assistant to the commander-in-chief, and it is the existence of one person in the army and above ten thousand people...... Although it was the first time for Uncle Ban Ziming to participate in the war as a general staff member, what he did was really outstanding......

"Alright, transfer out four battalions, take your men, and follow this king!" )