"Shis Song meant that we would disguise and fight? To destroy their agreement, the Eastern Roman army believed that the Persian army was openly refreshed and secretly launched a sneak attack?" Qin Shubao immediately understood and said, "But if the Persian army did not act abnormally, it would soon allow the Eastern Roman army to see through..."

"There are many other races in Persia, such as blacks and the great cannibal nomads." Song Shidao pointed to a direction of Persia's evacuation and smiled: "These people will definitely be at the end because of their lack of morale and will plunder all the way. We can make some ideas on them, just drag them down and let the army of Eastern Rome catch up. I believe that misunderstandings will deepen our strategy and most of it will be achieved."

"Supervisor Song Luo Fang is willing to be the vanguard of attack." Luo Fang immediately asked for his order.

"General Li Jing's Xuanjia Tiger Responsibility and Blood River Guard are the most suitable choices!" Qin Shubao nodded and analyzed: "Prince Fuyang and Xing Mofei's Tuyuhun Warriors can set up small groups of enemies, but seducing the enemy is not the best. The elite Song family, Pegasus warriors, and the navy of Hope Village should not be connected with the army because of the excessive number of people."

"General Li Jing, you take the Xuanjia Tiger to attack the mercenaries of the Eastern Rome." Song Shidaoshi ordered: "All attack in the middle of the night will leave. Luo Fang and General Liu Zongdao led the Xuehe Guard to attack the same attack when the enemy retreated for the first time. General Xing Mofei, you led five hundred cavalry to meet the Xuehe Guard and attack when the enemy retreated for the second time.

"General Shan Xiongxin, you should bring hundreds of cavalry to disturb the rear of the Persian mercenaries and do not overkill the enemy. Just arouse their anger and leave money and other things to lure them." Song Shidao drew out his long sword and shouted in a low voice: "We mainly lure the small number of Roman troops in the east and the number of people, and lead them to the Persian army. It is important to let the two armies reopen until our navy arrives!"

"Yes!" The generals agreed with a loud promise when they heard this.

Luoyang. Xiyuan.

"Can you let that 'Son of Death of the Storm of the Storm of the Storm of the Wind' come?" Song Yuhua asked carefully: "If he is not that busy, if he doesn't want to..."

"Aren't you afraid of having many eyes?" Xiao Qinxin said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid of having many glittering eyes on my brother?"

"I want to ask him about his feelings about the battle in the scene. If it was too amazing, I could be blindfolded." Song Yuhua was determined to see the magical 'storm against the wind. The son of death' because she dreamed many times that she naturally merged into one and the deepest image in her heart.

She wanted to see who he was.

If he saw with his own eyes that he was not the person in his heart, then this would be really the Heavenly Palace, but what if he was...

"It seems that Fairy Hua is very determined to see her brother!" Xiao Qinxin laughed.

"No need to cover his eyes, he is not scary at all, he is a little naughty. You don't have to worry or mind." If Wei Zhenzhen continues to say anything, he will be so embarrassed. She couldn't bear to see Song Yuhua doubting all day long, but because Song Yuzhi said that she is a person with a soft temperament on the outside and strong on the inside, she was afraid that she would not accept it, so she had to do so.

"Then let him see you tomorrow?" Xiao Qinxin laughed and said, "Does Fairy Hua want new clothes and accessories?"

"No need" Song Yuhua was afraid that such a grandeur would be uncomfortable. She felt that she was more quiet than that. She felt that she was more quiet than her temperament. And if it was really him, I believe that the most was to see a woman who did not give a little bit of makeup, which would make him dislike him. She could know that her wife was like a woman who was as clean as fresh as water.

Although she was not sure, Song Yuhua had another strange feeling in her heart. She vaguely hoped that he would be the one in her heart.

Even if this is not the Heavenly Palace, he is the only one in her heart.

Song Yuhua didn't think too much about other things, such as things in the world, because those things seemed to be far away from her. In this worry-free heavenly palace, the troubles on earth could no longer be entangled with her except for the slightest incomprehension in her heart.

After Wei Zhenzhen and Xiao Qinxin left, Song Yuhua looked at the man in the picture for a long time.

Although there is only a rare two-faced relationship, he gives her the feeling of knowing each other for thousands of years. He is so natural, so unrestrained, and so ordinary. His knowledge is like a plain and high mountain; his elegance is like a heavenly man; his wildness is like a saint in the world; his arrogance is like a crane standing out in the flock of chickens; his unruly is like a white dragon crossing the river...

Is it you?

Did you appear in your dreams make all of this come true? Did you do all this for me?

Why do you do this?

What is your heart thinking about? I will think of me by chance... Song Yuhua thought a little confused and confused for a while, then shook her head and got rid of the entanglement of thoughts with reason and sat back before the desk. It seemed that there was a different story in the writing. He was talking to her and telling her that she felt a completely different kind of freshness and curiosity.

Will that be the one in this writing?

If it weren't for why I felt that strange? In this worry-free heavenly palace... there seemed to be always many invisible eyes that could be realized. Any wishes that could be realized without a feeling of being peeking out. Those invisible eyes are just invisible and invisible existences cannot find a trace of pearls and silk traces. It seems that this is really a heavenly palace.

But even in the Heavenly Palace, no one can know what they like. They have never said they like.

This honey was brought mischievously by her sister Song Yuzhi when she was a child because she liked to eat it. So she ran out to find the legendary best wild honey, which was the best wild bees, so they almost died after they were stung.

Besides her, who else knows that she likes to eat honey?

If it was her, why didn't she come to see her? Could it be that this little girl used to deceive herself into eating the honey she brought back with her own hands like she used to deceive herself into saying that Uncle Lu had cut a bee for her... She was coaxing herself with Fairy Zhen and Qin Xin?

But why did she do this?

Song Yuhua couldn't figure it out until the night to rest. She was still thinking about it. Because of the inexplicable excitement and anxiety, she woke up late and found that it was already high for half a day. With a little panic and anxiety, Song Yuhua quickly washed up and thought that the "successful son of the death of the wind" must not come early. Otherwise, it would be a bad impression that he had not thought about bed even though he was noon.

Finally, after busy for a long time, I looked at the glass mirror that looked like a crystal, which made me look very clear, and then I felt relieved.

Song Yuhua waited a little uneasy for a long time and was even hungry for a while, but that person had not appeared yet.

She wanted to go to the window to check it out many times but was afraid it was too rude.

She tried her best to pretend to be indifferent and still copy the battle records of the "Twilight of the Gods", but her hands trembled disobediently. Her mind was messy and she couldn't concentrate on writing.

Finally, I couldn't help but put down my pen and quietly went out to see if he was coming.

On the other side of the distance, there was a large group of fairies flying and laughing. There was a strange man in the middle. He was very tall but not as tall as Song Yuhua thought, and he was 1,600 feet tall or three heads and six arms. On the contrary, he looked very different from the invincible image of the war god in Song Yuhua's mind, but like a flowing god.

His body was scattered with colorful rainbows and light dances, which looked very different from the appearance of the Iron Blood Killing God in Song Yuhua's mind.

I don't know if it was because of Song Yuhua's peeping or the other fairies suddenly dissipated and flew away. The "Son of Death, the fast-moving man against the wind, turned to Song Yuhua. He slowly came and kicked the water surface, as if walking in the wind. The water surface only had a faint ripples and added a bit of elegance.

His appearance was hard to see clearly because his eyes were covered with a ribbon and his face was also shining with colorful light.

Two fairies suddenly chased after a barefoot elf-like face, and even Song Yuhua sighed sadly when she saw it.

The other man was wearing a strange phoenix feathered dress, and the heroic spirit was like a proud little phoenix in the sky. The two women came with wings behind the wind, especially the barefoot elf who had been surrounding the man's body, and the wind was flying without any weight. The girl like the little phoenix gently tapped on his shoulder and reached out to the barefoot elf who was flying around him and laughed and amused...

When he approached some of the two fairies, he suddenly disappeared out of thin air and seemed to have never appeared.

Behind him, there was a circle of rainbows. There were colorful gems floating on them, no matter one was a treasure of the world. However, behind him, dozens of colorful gems were slowly rotating around his body. A clean crystal pillar appeared on the orchid ruler of the rainbow ring. A small jasper dragon lay on the orchid.

Just as Xiao Qinxin said, his feet were stepping on the blood-red demon moon and the golden sun, walking step by step on the water.

As he gradually approached, she saw that there was really a colorful flashing eyes on his eyebrows. The pupils were starlight and silver moon. It seemed that they could see anyone's heart. Song Yuhua let the "eye" look cold in his heart. Could this be really the Heavenly Palace? Could this be really not the one in his heart?

But... he seems to be very similar, although he doesn't look like...

If he was really not himself, wouldn’t he be... Song Yuhua didn’t know what to say, just wanted to look at him carefully to distinguish clearly... At this moment, she forgot everything around her and there was etiquette.
Chapter completed!