The entire Dali Chiyun Army was approaching the border, using Panlong Sanjiang and Two Cities as bridgeheads. I thought it would lead to the fighting of Nanzhao troops, but I didn't want to be stationed for a month. Not to mention that the Nanzhao Army could not even see a figure within a radius of dozens of miles.

Sanjiang City was personally led by Ge Feixin, and the 70,000 Chiyun Army patrolled and replaced the defenses in an orderly manner under the leadership of the other commanders.

Sanjiang City was named after the three rivers gathered here and then dispersed again. However, in the past few days, a strange thing happened to the Chiyun Army patrolling the defense.

In the places where the three rivers gather, countless fish gathered here, attracting thousands of birds and beasts to hunt. The Chiyun Army, who had never seen such a scene, went to watch while changing defenses. The various birds and beasts that could not be seen on weekdays really opened the eyes of the Chiyun Army.

A roar of eagle stopped the clouds, and in an instant, a giant black carving whistled across the black body came.

What makes people curious is that this black eagle did not come to hunt, but then appeared and disappeared without a trace.

"Black Feathered Eagle?" Ge Feixin murmured to himself after hearing the news from his subordinates.

When Ge Feixin thought of who it was, he laughed, "There are always people who can't help but be here."

Ge Feixin got up and walked slowly out of the inner hall, looking at the tallest tower in Sanjiang City, and saw the giant black feathered eagle landing on the tower, staring at the city.

Ge Feixin returned to the inner hall and actually took out the xylophone and started playing it himself. The sound of the piano sound was leisurely, and the sound of the piano was as relaxed as a spring and as rapid as a waterfall. Combined with Ge Feixin's words, it was like my sighing of the pessimistic separation and reunion in this life.

The black-feathered eagle circled in the air in the inner hall, as if affected by the sound of a piano, constantly changing its flight trajectory.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the giant black-feathered eagle flapped its wings and soared upwards, and then flew towards the mountains in the southeast.

On the top of an inconspicuous small earthen mountain among the mountains, this giant black feathered eagle landed on the nearly a hundred years old fir tree next to the top of the mountain.

A middle-aged scholar wearing a coarse linen coat walked out of the thatched hut. The scholar had a sword-browed eyebrows, a phoenix-eyed look and silver head, and a half-foot goat beard. He limped when he walked. The scholar held a spoon in his hand and whistled at the black-feathered giant eagle on the fir tree.

The black-feathered eagle flew up from the fir tree again and flew around in the air.

The scholar threw the fresh meat from the spoon into the air, and the black-feathered giant swallowed the fresh meat in one bite, "Is that boy here? Since that's the case, I'll go see him. It's really a long time since I drank the wine made by that boy!"

As the sun sets, Ge Feixin asked someone to set up a wine table in the inner hall, where the yak meat brought from Tubo and their Chiyun Army's strong sword wine were placed. For this reason, Ge Feixin also asked all the guards to leave the inner hall courtyard.

As soon as the Xu hour arrived, the middle-aged scholar limped into the inner hall, walked to the wine table and picked up a bowl of strong knife wine and drank it all, and said with mercy, "Ha, it still tastes the same."

Ge Feixin poured the scribes again, and the scribes drank five bowls one after another, and then burped.

"The Red Clouds and White Pagoda in the South of the Sky, the Stars of the North Stop Yinglong Palace. The Wushan Cliff with Baiqing Refining, the Cold Front Sword of the Dianchi Lake in Sanjiang. Old Ghost, all the words you left behind are now fulfilled. If you don't come to see you again, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to see you again."

The scribe, known as the old ghost, leaned lazily on the seat, "How could you, who doesn't believe in fate? How could you suddenly believe in this illusory fate?"

Ge Feixin said sarcastically, "Do you think I am you? You know everything about this destiny? If I had the ability of you, I would have scattered the entire Han Jiangnan region soon!"

The old ghost cut off a piece of beef with a dagger and stuffed it into his mouth, "You guys are still not enlightened! The so-called destiny has long been destined. Why bother with it? Besides, you are now in power and a war god that thousands of people look up to. Why fight for the so-called destiny?"

"Hmph, it's because it's fate that I want to find out what happened! See who this disaster is?"

The old ghost shook his head helplessly, "You kid, do you really want to fight him? I warn you that his fate is not comparable to your firefly fire.

This time you have to listen to me, otherwise you, the God of Tiannan Army, will be destroyed in ashes."

Although Lao Ghost still laughed at him, his tone of speaking was completely unquestionable.

Ge Feixin never doubted the person in front of him because his star-gazing appearance was absolutely unmatched. Otherwise, he would not have been beaten to a cripple because he was too accurate. Fortunately, he was cruel and allowed to escape the disaster. Therefore, the old ghost often said that there are unexpected situations in heaven, and people have good fortune and good fortune.

Ge Feixin picked up the wine bowl and snuffed, and said sadly, "Old ghost, do you know what I care about the most? If my disaster can become the amulet of Juntai's peace in his life, this deal will be cost-effective, right?"

The old ghost spins the dagger, thinking, "Boy, since I insist on doing this, I will no longer stop it. Anyway, as if the chess game has already opened, this life-and-death battle will never end.

I'm afraid that by then, the entire Nanzhao will have a life of people who are living in poverty."

Ge Feixin sighed, "Yes. The people who ended up suffering were the people, but in the end they became famous, they were butchers like me."

"Haha, boy, you will borrow the name of Long Yuan's God of Killing!"

Ge Feixin was very self-aware, "I can't compare to the God of Killing. For a while, he fought in all directions with one shot. How brave and powerful is the Tiance Army under his seat? If you hadn't set up the Gu formation with Zhulong, I'm afraid this Nanzhao would have been a place where the country was destroyed!"

The old ghost had enough food and drank, touched his stomach, and threw the dagger on the table, "Wrong, you're wrong. It's not that Zhulong and I set up a Gu formation to block him, but because the killing god was pitying us and finally chose to retreat.

Boy, I can’t forget what that guy said to me until now. You are too weak to become my opponent. In view of your talent, keeping you behind you, maybe you can practice troops for me, Han and Tang dynasties in the future.”

When these words were spoken by Lao Gui, Ge Feixin felt the loss in Lao Gui's heart. Perhaps the reason why he really lived in seclusion in the mountains was Long Yuan's words. He used his own strength to let the Han and Tang dynasties pass through the early stages of a stable dynasty safely in the midst of storms. With this alone, Ge Feixin felt ashamed of himself.

"I heard that Panlong Yunhai City was stationed in Han and Tang dynasties. That little kid thought he was quite capable, so why would you let him take the lead for you? Try Zhulong's patience?"

"The Ge Zhi's reply said that Li Jing had always stayed in his door and had not left the door. It has been more than half a month since then, and he still had no plans to come out. Nanzhao's side had no action except defeating the other two imperial guards of the Han and Tang dynasties. As for the Ying Longwei sent, he had already returned to Taihe City and was waiting for Zhulong's order."

The old ghost gently slid his temples. The excitement after drinking really made him feel a little headache.

"The so-called "snake hits seven inches"! Ying Longwei is actually not good at large-scale team battles. It is nothing more than crushing the opponent with personal strength. If the opponent's personal strength is stronger, Ying Longwei, who is not good at collaboration, will be no threat."

Ge Feixin touched his beard and smiled indifferently, "Stronger? You have posed a big problem for me! I easily defeated two imperial guards, and I couldn't do it easily when I asked myself. But if there is a commander who is not inferior to me, it would be a different matter! It seems that Li Jing, this kid, came with me."
Chapter completed!