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When everyone heard Xuanwu's words, their expressions were very strange.

What is this saying about controlling the wind?

General Xuanwu had previously told several generals present.

When everyone heard this, Xu Wenrui knew more.

His expression was very serious, and the worry in his eyes had already overflowed his eyes, and his expression was rarely frightened.

"I heard from my father that the Turkic national teacher had fought with the Turkic national teacher when the old marquis was still there, and this national teacher had already experienced three Turkic Khan Kings, and his age was already over a hundred years old.

The old marquis once said that as long as the Turks have a national master in one day, try not to face the Turks, but don’t worry about them very much. Just don’t interfere with the river water. The Turks’ national master is very strange and even a bit evil, giving people the feeling of being like an evil ghost in hell.”

"The Turkic hijacked people and they must have something to ask for!" Mo Ziye narrowed his cold eyes.

This Turkic national master was very interested in him. He didn't know what kind of results he would get after studying such a person.

"Are we just waiting passively?!" Xu Wenzhan, who had been seldom speaking, became a little irritable at this time.

"What else can we do besides waiting!"

Feng Hui gritted his teeth.

He never expected to fight with the Turkic National Master.

He knew a rough idea of ​​the Turkic national master like Xu Wenrui.

Back then, when the old Marquis was fighting with the Turks, he did not follow and missed that battle. He only knew that the two armies had a draw in the battle.

"No! That national teacher has weaknesses. Every time he is on the full moon night, he is the weakest. When the Marquis fought against him, it was precisely because he realized this that he would not be able to win or lose with the Turks, otherwise he would be defeated in the battle of Xiliang."

Ji Xiaoyun walked out with the help of two Black Armored Guard soldiers. His voice was intermittent and weak, which showed that he was seriously injured.

He was a member of the war between the old marquis and participated in the battle between Xiliang and the Turks, and he was also a person who rarely knew the inside story of the war that year.

As a military doctor, seeing Ji Xiaoyun was so seriously injured, Mo Zixuan took out two bottles of medicine from his body, one was the golden sore medicine and the other was the hemostatic pill.

He walked forward and fed Ji Xiaoyun the bleeding pills, and then treated his injuries of all sizes.

Originally, when everyone heard Ji Xiaoyun's words, they all showed some looseness.

But he was soon hit by Mo Ziye's words.

Mo Ziye looked up at the full moon in the sky, frowned and said softly: "But the day of the full moon was just two days ago. Should we wait for nearly a month before we sneak attack the national savage? Then will the daylily be cold?"

These words hit everyone, and everyone looked extremely ugly, even Ji Xiaoyun.

He didn't expect that the full moon night would have passed two days ago.

"Wait! I don't believe that the Turks dared to hurt their master!" Feng Hui said coldly, and full of murderous intent.

When the people around heard this, they never spoke. They had no other good way now, all they could do was wait.

Another one is to bomb the inner city of Turks overnight, but their master will definitely fall into the most dangerous situation by then.

They could do nothing except the passive news of the Deng Turks' negotiations.

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Chen Mengtian, who was far away in Chenjia Village, didn't know what Jiang Zebei had happened at this time.
Chapter completed!