Descent of the Phoenix

"General Zhou said yes, fight, can't play like this, but absolutely can't beat it. I think according to the current situation, the Southern Song Dynasty will definitely let us come from afar. When we are undecided, we will give us a surprise attack." Chen Shi pointed The map road.

"Report, forward Feixin, the Southern Song Dynasty 100,000 soldiers and horses attacked my former camp..."

The voice of Chen Si fell, and the reporters rushed from the front.

Xuanyuan’s face was cold and cold, and there was no scare in it, as if everything was expected.

A touch of nod, Xuanyuan Che pointed to the map on the table, Shen Sheng: "Two divisions, from Washan..."

The solemn command sounds passed down one after another, and in this spring season, the dust and the clouds rose.

The flames fluttered in the sky and the drums flew.

The strikers of the two armies are already on.

However, the extension of the front line, far away from the Chinese army's Xuanyuan Che Yueyue and other people, is inaudible and can not see the striker's killing.

In the middle of the military camp, the monthly inspections are estimated.

Ouyang Yufei sat aside and saw this: "You don't go in?"

At this time, it is precisely when deciding the military and political affairs, how to fight this, how to dispatch troops, it is a matter of importance.

Marching war, I heard that Haoyue is also a good hand, why not go?

Instead, I ran outside to care about the security issues of Xuanyuan, and I was not overkill.

Haoyue listened to the squint of Ouyang Yufei, and when he guarded Tianchen for three years, these people really thought that her fight was also a good hand.

However, others think it is one thing, she has two weights for herself, and she knows very well in her heart.

Marching war, she didn't have a day.

What is the battle for life and death, the battle of the world, the mobilization of hundreds of thousands of troops, the lag of the news, she only has a side by side.