A few white clouds of various shapes were floating in the azure sky. An old man leaned on a comfortable lounge chair. A breeze blew, and the old man who was enjoying the cool under the willow tree stretched out his big waist with satisfaction and finally woke up.

Around him, more than ten good players are responsible for the alert at any time. As the war approaches, the number of places in this number will be expanded one step closer.

"Marson Marshal, you are awake." Cheng Ming took the warm towel from a servant, handed it to the old man, and asked.

"Um……"

This person is the only remaining ancient Dao-bearded Marshal in the Han Empire.

"Xiao Ming, how is the army now?"

"Everything is normal. Our Cheng family's private army is also a good man who has experienced a lot of battle formations. Perhaps his combat effectiveness is not as good as the five major legions, but his courage and morale are absolutely not inferior." Cheng Ming said respectfully.

"Have you sent a letter to Jinzhong?" Gu Daoran nodded with satisfaction and asked again.

"It has been sent out, just..."

Gu Daoyan turned his head and saw that his nephew's face was full of hesitation. He asked with a smile: "It's just what?"

"But Lu Dingsheng has already led 20,000 front troops to Wolong City, and Er Dongjie has interfered with it. In addition, the influence of the Fang family in the army, it is unlikely that Commander Zhang will arrive as scheduled." Cheng Ming took out all the concerns in his heart in one breath.

"Haha..." Gu Daoran laughed a few times and said, "So what, I believe that even if the 20,000 front troops in Lu Dingsheng cannot come, Jinzhong will definitely bring the remaining 80,000 people."

His words were full of confidence and extremely powerful infectious, and Cheng Ming was convinced by his unfreedom.

A burst of rapid footsteps came, and a soldier rushed over and handed a letter to the guard next to him.

The guard did not dare to neglect and submitted it to Cheng Ming. The latter immediately took out the secret letter and handed it to the ancient road beard.

Gu Daoyan browsed it and sighed, and there was countless helplessness and regrets.

"You..." Cheng Ming asked carefully.

Gu Daoran did not answer, but just handed the secret letter in his hand to Cheng Ming.

After receiving it, he hurriedly looked at it, raised his head, and his eyes were still blank.

"The northern camp has finally broken down." Gu Daorang said slowly.

"Yes..." Cheng Ming responded.

Gu Daoyan looked up at the north and said to himself: "From then on, Liu Zhengqi will never have the possibility of restoration."

Cheng Ming nodded and said, "Among the five major legions of the Han Dynasty, even the most loyal northern legion has become the past. Liu Zhengqi is indeed at the end of his journey."

Gu Daoyan responded without comment and asked, "Does Tan Hongda of the Qilin Legion still refuse to surrender?"

"That old stubborn." Cheng Ming said angrily: "Although we have the Jade Seal of the Kingdom and His Highness Hui in hand, that old stubborn is determined to be Liu Zhengqi and is never willing to obey orders."

"I don't have to pay attention to it for the time being. Don't say that Liu Zhengqi may not be able to escape. Even if he escaped to the Qilin Legion by chance, he can only protect himself temporarily. If he wants to make a comeback, hum... that's impossible." Gu Daoyan said dissatisfied.

"Yes, when our Cheng family unifies the Central Plains, we will go to him to settle the accounts." Cheng Ming said loudly.

Gu Daoran nodded silently and suddenly sighed: "Fang Lingchen is a good man, Fang Lingde is also a good man, and Fang Lingtian is even more so. The three brothers of their family are all heroes. Unfortunately, the future of the Fang family will gradually come to an end with their fall."

Cheng Ming was stunned and asked, "Master Marshal, isn't the Fang family still in the direction of the direction?"

Gu Daoran snorted disdainfully and said, "Sing Ming is indeed a genius. At a young age, he is extraordinary regardless of his martial arts. However, there is a more powerful figure above him."

"Xu Haifeng?" Cheng Ming was just a little bit. He asked, "Uncle, Xu Haifeng and Xiang Ming are as close as brothers, so they shouldn't deliberately suppress them. Besides, the lean camel is bigger than a horse, and with the foundation of the Fang family for hundreds of years, it will never be inferior to a black flag army."

"Things in the world are unpredictable... The situation has changed three times a day. Besides, there are too many talented people around Xu Haifeng, which is unpredictable." Gu Daoren shook his head and sighed.

Cheng Ming knew his thoughts that Xu Haifeng could achieve what he has today was indeed beyond everyone's expectations. If he had known this, he would have recruited him to his subordinates when he first met in the Western Camp. Even if he was not good, he would have to kill him with one knife to prevent future troubles.

However, it is too late to say these things now, and the situation is confusing and no one can see through them at a glance. Such a result is indeed unexpected.

"If the spy read it correctly, even at the most critical moment, the northern camp has never used the Zhuge Divine Crossbow." Gu Daorang's eyes once again stopped on the secret letter, as if he was talking to himself.

"That's right, it seems that Jiang Kongming is a trustworthy person." Cheng Ming said.

"A trustworthy person? I think he has bad intentions..." Gu Daoren sneered.

Cheng Ming remained silent, and he agreed with this sentence 100%.

When Cheng Yinghao went to Wolong City and purchased tens of thousands of Zhuge Divine Crossbows. Jiang Kongming once promised that this secret weapon that was unknown to the world would never be leaked within a year. And he obviously kept his promise, and even the Northern Legion, the direct troops of the Fang family, did not have such a killing weapon.

So whether Jiang Kongming is a gentleman who is loyal to his words and deserves his name, or has ulterior motives, is insincere.

"Tell me my order, all the troops gather in Taiyuan, let us break up with the Huns there." Gu Daoyan stood up straight, and a sense of pride soared into the sky.

In the West, in the Ming Ding City, the story of the Second Prince Abu Soren returning in vain spread throughout the city.

However, he took the 50,000 troops out for a walk, but his achievements without any achievements could not affect the image of the handsome prince in the hearts of all subjects.

The people in the city were talking, but there was a tolerant smile on their faces.

However, there was one person who was worried about it, and Atuso's angry eyes seemed to spit out fire at any time.

"General Artuso, what's wrong with you? Although the weather is very hot, it seems that it's not as hot as this point. Of course, if you are dissatisfied with some desire, I wouldn't mind introducing several ladies to you, and they will definitely give you the most comfortable enjoyment." Absolun said exaggeratedly.

Artuso's anger became more and more intense, and he almost roared: "Your Highness, I have said a long time ago that at least one fight with the Han people before I can come back. Look at how the city talks about you now."

"A fight?" Abu Soren's eyes were filled with surprise: "Oh...my general, please forgive me and know that you have such a strong fighting hope."

"No..." Artuso took a deep breath and said, "For your reputation, you must never return without success."

"Famous?" A hint of mockery slowly overflowed from the corner of Abu Soren's mouth: "Do you think that just 50,000 of us can conquer Wolong City?"

"Of course not, but we cannot retreat without fighting." Attuso said without hesitation.

Extending a slender finger, Abu Soren slowly shook: "Unless I can take down Wolong City in one fell swoop, other achievements will not be able to bring me to the point of being in line with my two respected brothers. Instead of sacrificing the precious lives of the soldiers who are loyal to me for this meaningless fame. This... is absolutely not possible."

Artuso was stunned, his hatred suddenly disappeared without a trace. He stared suspiciously at the beautiful face full of serious expressions, trying to see from it that these words were from the heart and heart, and to the point of feeling, or just casual perfunctory things.

However, after only a moment, he had to give up this plan.

In that beautiful face, the two eyes that looked like stars in the night were filled with the words of innocence, which made him feel ashamed of shame and indignation.

"Okay, just do whatever you say." Artuso sighed helplessly. Maybe he was right.

Appeased the angry young commander of the young army, Abu Soren breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "I wonder what's going on with our charming Miss Katharine?"

Artuso's face immediately became solemn: "Your Highness, although I have no evidence, I am sure Miss Catherine must have a private deal with the Han people."

"Well, with your wise and capable, can't you find evidence?" Absolun shouted in disbelief.

Artuso's face turned red and said, "After all, the Rhine family is Caesar's second largest family, and their strength is not comparable to that of me, the small legion commander. Even in this Mingdian City, the Rhine family doesn't know how many personnel have been arranged, so I can't monitor them one by one."

"Oh." Abu Soren was suddenly shocked.

Artuso was startled by him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Absollen said shyly: "I seem to tell her what General Bancroft is coming."

Artuso was stunned, then sighed and said, "With Katharine's ability, she will definitely get news about this big event."

"Is that?" Abu Soren shrewd, suddenly laughed, and said, "Then I'll feel relieved."

Seeing him laughing strangely, Artuso asked strangely, "What are you laughing at?"

"Oh, I just thought of someone."

"who?"

"Jiang Kongming."

"Huh?" Artuso frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly realized, and said, "The military advisor of the Han people."

"yes."

"The names of those Han people are hard to pronounce." Artuso suddenly raised his head and asked, "What do you want him to do?"

"I remembered what he said, which made a lot of sense."

Artuso asked with interest: "Tell me, let me see."

"Well, he once said, "A thing overcomes one thing, I think it makes sense. Lord Legion, are you right?" Abu Soren deliberately used Chinese when he talked about one thing overcoming one thing.

"Maybe it is." Atuso, who was just a little Chinese, said habitually.

Absolun smiled more and more happily. He turned around and said softly: "Actually, I found that this person really looks a bit like me."

"Hmm?" There was a big question mark on Artuso's face.

There are two pairs of Jiang Kongming's portrait in his family. What is the imaginary part of this ordinary young man with this beautiful second prince?
Chapter completed!