The last sentence was as light as dust, floating in the wind, and Jin Luoluo didn't hear it.

"Okay, okay, I understand. You can't hold me back, so you want me to stay with you. What a pitiful prince, so I'll have to do my best to accompany you!"

"..." Xiao Luo was speechless.

After a quarter of an hour, Xiao Luo calculated that the time was almost up, took the jade flute and put it to his lips, and started playing with a strange rhythm.

Torches were immediately lit up on the top of the mountain to the east, and the officers and soldiers shouted majestically, with a roar that was so powerful that it was enough to frighten people to death.[

The lights gradually lit up in the village, shouts and the sound of weapons shaking could be heard all over the mountain. There were also quite a few bandits.

After a while, the foot of the mountain to the east opened up, and the ping-pong of weapons stung people's eardrums. The constant painful howls of injured people made the entire silent mountain look particularly bloody.

After playing for about half an hour, a high-pitched flute sound came from the east.

Xiao Luo knew that the gate to the east had been breached, so he immediately blew a few whistles to let the main force ambushing in the west begin to attack.

Soon the sound of a flute came back from the main force in the west.

Xiao Luo showed a satisfied smile, understanding that the bandits guarding the back mountain had gone to the west to resist, he began to let the Qinglong who was ambushing in the back mountain lead his people to sneak in.

What Jin Luoluo saw was thrilling. Although she was watching from a distance, the shock of actual combat was different from what she saw on TV.

Those real shouting voices, those blood of officers and soldiers killing thieves.

That kind of excitement can only be felt at the scene.

"My lord, you are so powerful. I heard that you used to be a frontline strategist. You are indeed very talented in outwitness. You can make all parties cooperate and cooperate with each other. In the end, you can catch the enemy by surprise and win the biggest battle with the smallest number of troops."

Jin Luoluo admired him sincerely. Although Xiao Luo was a lame, he was a powerful lame, so even a thousand soldiers could not be as smart as one.

This kind of person lives to always bring out the stupidity of others.

"Fighting is also an art. Only when you win beautifully can you feel a sense of accomplishment."

Xiao Luo looked at the mountain stronghold opposite and estimated that in half an hour, the three groups of people would be able to fully capture Panhu Mountain.
Chapter completed!