The girl didn't say anything, but just hugged Wufeng's tiger neck tighter. Wufeng's clone, which was still deeply inserted into the girl's body, seemed to expand and grow stronger at this moment. Even the girl seemed to notice this change and couldn't help but nod shyly.

A drop of tears fell quietly on Wufeng's shoulders, and the coolness made him feel satisfied from his erotic desire. Wufeng was still lying on the bed, quietly enjoying the tranquility after he was happy, but his hands were still reluctant to wander on the girl's incompetent breasts and fat buttocks. The plump and plump body of women in the Western Regions were indeed better than those of Tang women. Although the girl under him was only sixteen or seventeen years old, her figure was so full that it was amazing. In comparison, ordinary Tang girls of the same age seemed like a green apple, which was incomparable.

"I don't want to say more. I'm going out for a while soon. Let's leave anything for me when I come back. Shayana, I hope I can see you when I come back." With difficulty, Wufeng gently patted the girl's naked fat ass, and pulled the quilt to cover her wonderful jade body.

The girl lying on the pillow shook her body, and a line of clear tears fell on the embroidered pillow, "Really? Don't you want me to go back to the door?"

Wufeng's pace of walking out paused for a moment, and he did not look back, "Of course, it's enough to go back and let your senior sister go back."

"Then I'll wait for you." I felt pity for the faint tone.

On the banks of the Maputra River, the riverside area that was originally a wilderness is now covered with military camps of all sizes, one by one, one at a glance, and it seems messy, but if you observe carefully, you can find that this military camp is actually divided into several large pieces, clearly divided between them, and the momentum in the middle is particularly extraordinary.

"Master, everyone is here. Can you have a meeting?" The atmosphere in the tent seemed very serious. A middle-aged man was sitting on a large chair in the middle, stroking his forehead with one hand, as if he was in a deep mood and pondering. There were several military generals of different ages sitting on both sides, obviously they were all very official figures.

The speaker sits in a position next to the person sitting in the middle. He looks like a white scholar on the outside, and speaks softly, just like a woman. However, no one who knows it dares to underestimate him. Those who dare to underestimate him have disappeared from the world. He is Dayan, the second-ranked military figure in the Pasha Kingdom in recent years. Naturally, sitting in it is Pasha's army soul - Kutuzov.

"Well, let's start." So I woke up from my thoughts, and Kutuzov's thin face was filled with a hint of aftertaste. Although no one in the Pasha Kingdom was a famous figure, no one was dissatisfied at this time.

"General Pearson, how are your army ready?" Dayan's words were still light.

"Report to General Dayan, the lowly troops are fully prepared and are just waiting for orders." A middle-aged general sounded like a bell.

"General Tacrek, where are you?"

"General, don't worry, everything is there, only the east wind is needed. My rapid assault troops have already sneaked into the river bank. Once the order is issued, they can immediately organize crossing the river. I guess the Luzons on the opposite side are not prepared at all." A black-faced general in his thirties thrust his chest and proudly replied.

"Mr. Arlington, what news do you have there?"

"After the general, according to the information, although the army in Jiyaxi City has not made major adjustments, the alert level has been improved, and the army in Sanbao City has also begun to gather. According to the information obtained, there were about 15,000 troops moving south from Manlong City in the middle of them three days ago, which is very suspicious." The answer to the question was the only person in plain clothes in the tent. He was not a soldier, but Arlington, one of the heads of the National Intelligence Agency of the Kingdom of Pasha.

Kutuzov, who had never spoken, suddenly interrupted: "What is the reason why the army in Manlong moves south? Who is leading the team?"

"When I go back to the coach, I don't know why they moved. They seemed to have suddenly received an order to start, and the team was led by Earl Spottsman." Arlington spoke very respectfully.

"How is the situation of the Cominians?" A trace of undetected worry flashed across Kutuzov's face.

"When they returned to the Grand Marshal, they were ready to go on the border, but the information reported that Kruff had led an army of 50,000 to Dasonglin City, and they probably arrived tomorrow." The answer was Dayan.

"Hmph, even if Kluf returns to the Great Songlin City, the Luzons have only 100,000 troops in the west. The Comineans have dispatched 250,000 troops. Is there no chance of winning? We have taken the lead for them." The person who interrupted was a veteran general who was nearly fifty years old, General Meddy, the two veterans of the Pasha Kingdom military border.

"Arlington, is there any news about the Tanghe people?" Kutuzov asked calmly.

"Tanghe people?" Arlington was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "You mean Li Wufeng's side? According to our information, they did not make any big moves, but "Arlington hesitated for a moment.

"But what?" Kutuzov raised his thick eyebrows, obviously paying great attention to this issue.

"Our intelligence personnel reported that although their Fifth Division and other divisions had been conducting large-scale exercises some time ago, in recent times, judging from the number of personnel participating observed by our intelligence personnel, the scale of their exercises seemed to have been much smaller." Arlington's answer was not very affirmative.

"Oh? When did this happen?" Kutuzov's voice raised a little. Although he could not hear any changes, everyone familiar knew that the Grandmaster had never seen such a reaction.

"It happened about half a month ago." Arlington thought for a moment and gave a positive reply.

"Half a month?" Kutuzov's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, then stretched out, and no longer asked this question.

"Master, what else do you have to make arrangements?" When Dayan finished making arrangements for tomorrow's deployment, he asked for instructions and fell into deep thought.

"There is nothing more, the plan is decided, you can make arrangements immediately, and you must not make any mistakes." Kutuzov was angry for his subordinates with a smile. No matter what his thoughts he had, at this time, he must encourage and inspire his subordinates to make them full of confidence in the future.

"Abide by the order!" The generals dispersed in groups of three or three, but Dayan, who was thinking, stayed.

"Master, what do you think you are worried about today?" He squeezed a cup of steaming coffee for Kutuzov, and he himself did not hesitate to make a cup of excellent green needles for himself. He had long been salivating at the precious green tea in Dasu's tent, and he has been obsessed with it since he tasted it once last time. Now he can seize the opportunity to take advantage of it again.

"Boy, you are so willing to do so." Seeing Dayan's admiration for others, Kutuzov cursed with a smile, but the worry between his eyebrows never faded.

Seeing that Kutuzov did not answer him directly, Dayan said to himself: "I guess the Grand Marshal seems to have something to do for that Li Wufeng, right?"

"Boy, I can't hide it from you, but it's not entirely him that I'm worried about." Kutuzov said lightly, not surprised Dayan's guess of his own thoughts.

"So, at least part of the General Manager's concern is on him?"

"Can you say that." Kutuzov still refused to comment.

"But Grandmaster, I really can't see anything we have to worry about. As far as I know, although Li Wufeng is an ambitious guy, his strength is limited, and his surroundings are not peaceful. It is said that he has not been very happy with Luo Beiren and the five Western Regions countries recently. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have been involved at this time. Taking a step back, even if he has the ability to interfere, with his personality, it's nothing more than just wanting to share a spoon of porridge in Luzon. At most we can count him one portion. If this is the case, it can alleviate the pressure on our frontal battlefield. Anyway, Luzon's porridge is not a small amount." Dayan's handsome young man-like face showed a cold smile.

Nodding gently, Kutuzov could see that Dayan was very impressed, "What you said makes sense, but don't underestimate Li Wufeng. What this guy is best at is not playing according to common sense. Alas, maybe I am worried about it." Kutuzov finally did not express his doubts. He always thought that Li Wufeng was not that simple, but he didn't want to disturb him without any basis, but this doubt was always firmly inserted into his heart like a needle.

Seeing that Kutuzov agreed to his opinion, Dayan was not proud. He sipped the tea and let the fragrance of the tea slowly savor it in his mouth. After a long time, he asked again: "What other worries does the Grand Marshal have besides Li Wufeng?"

"Well, it's Brentland. I guess he has noticed the abnormality now, so he went south from Manlong." When talking about this issue, Kutuzov was obviously much more relaxed. In front of his confidant, he didn't want to cover up.

"But what can a mere 15,000 people take on?" Da Yang raised his eyebrows.

"I guess it's not just this 5,000 people. If I make a good judgment, the troops of Jiyaxi City and Sanbao City have been adjusted, but our intelligence department has not yet grasped it."

"At this time, we cannot retreat at all. It will only silence the spirit of our army. Moreover, in the west, the Luzons may not think that there will be problems there." Dayan's words became sonorous and powerful.
Chapter completed!