The Vai Junfan set out and headed to a battlefield where he was unaware of the outcome. As a great army, Xin Zheng did not have to go on the battlefield to kill the enemy in person, which made him feel very relaxed and comfortable. He felt that with his greedy and fear of death, the position of marshal was simply tailor-made for him. If there was another war in the future, if the fat man insisted on him leading the army, he would not mind being a marshal for a few more times.

Yes, except for the harder environment here, it is not as prosperous as the capital and there is no need to complain about the good women to tease.

After visiting the Turkic camp, he found that the Turkic girls were not very good-looking, and they were exposed to wind and sun all day long. The hard work made their skin very rough. They had two blush on their cheeks that seemed to be beaten up, their hair was dry and dry, and their outlines were very deep. In short, Fang Zheng really couldn't be interested in teasing them.

Whether to tease or not is a personal character problem, but if you look like a disciple like Fang Zheng is not interested in teasing, the Turkic girls should really review themselves.

In the handsome tent, Fang Zheng looked around in front of a bronze mirror, looking at himself. As a marshal, his image is very important, and looking in the mirror is one of the must-do homework every day.

"He's so handsome again. How can another man live?" Fang Zheng murmured to himself. Looking at the handsome and romantic self in the mirror, he was worried happily.

Xiao Lu, who was carefully combed his hair behind him, burst into laughter, with a bright and seductive smile. The young girl at the time is now a woman, and her every frown and smile has become more mature and charming.

Fang Zheng looked at Xiao Lu's charming smile through the bronze mirror, and couldn't help but feel excited. He held Xiao Lu's slender hand with his back hand and said with a smile: "The red apple is indeed better than the green apple. I made people eat it and I couldn't help but want to eat a second bite.

Xiaolu's pretty face turned slightly red and she said angrily: "Young Master, what are you talking about?"

Fang Zheng shook at her and smiled lustfully, "Little Green, since the army set out to the present, we seem to have not had it for a long time...that's it

The little green face turned redder and said in panic: "Young Master, you" this is in the military camp, not in our mansion. You, you, too,"

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and said, "This is my handsome tent. There are personal soldiers guarding the door. Anyone who trespasses without permission will be killed. What are you afraid of?"

“Yes, but it’s daytime now,”

"Hehe, it's also a kind of fun to proclaim in the daytime. Don't you think I've always been an interesting person? Oh, I'll invent a mesh stocking tomorrow, and you can put it on and show it to me.

"Young Master, you" you are so debaucherous," Xiao Lu praised shamelessly.

Fang Zheng was so proud that he smiled, and his pair of erotic hands began to grop on Xiaolu's delicate body...

Being in the grassland, lying weakly on the soft carpet in the handsome tent. It naturally has a unique stimulating smell.

Xiaolu was panting, her snow-white body exuded a little fragrant sweat, and her cool red pretty face seemed to have some aftertaste of the climax.

Fang Zheng hugged Xiaolu in his arms, feeling a bit strange in his heart.

Qin Chong and Feng Qiudao led a 100,000 army to raid Chai Mengshan. The outcome was unknown at this time. As the commander of the army, he was in the commander's tent with his wife Hu Tian and Hu Di. Is this "inappropriate? Why do you feel a little heartless?

You must have the best time to be successful in life. Work is important, but rest is more important. Leaders are also human beings.

Fang Zheng quickly wiped this faint feeling of guilt from the bottom of his heart.

"Young Master" doesn't know whether my mother "has she suffered in the Turkic tribe?" Xiao Lu leaned in Fang Zheng's arms and said quietly.

Fang Zheng looked obscure, and this question was difficult to answer. War was like a large meat grinder, and everything in the world was small in the face of war. No one knew whether Xiaolu's mother suffered or even lived in this world.

Xiaolu, don’t worry, I will rescue your mother before the final battle with Mochuo. I told Wensen about this matter. Shadow has gone to Mochuo camp to lurk, focusing on inquiries about your mother.”

Xiaolu was so moved that her eyes turned red and she choked and said, "Thank you, Young Master, Xiaolu, really don't know how to repay you."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "You and my husband, your business is mine. Do you need to be so polite? Hey. Tell me, what is my mother-in-law's surname and what she looks like, the more specific it is, the easier it is to find it."

"My father's surname is Yan, and his mother's surname is Yang. Folk women rarely named them, so my mother has always been called Yan Yang. She is very beautiful in my heart. She is the most beautiful woman in the world.

When Fang Zheng heard this, three keywords flashed through his mind, Yan Yang, mature woman, beautiful.

"Okay, just have clues. Jingxin is waiting for the news. Now that my shadows are all sent out, your mother's whereabouts will be found soon. If you are inquiring about information and looking for people, those guys in Shadow are still quite capable."

Qin Chong took the lead and galloped at the forefront of the army.

The wind in his ears whizzed by, and the wind on the grassland was a little cold, shaking across his face like a knife. But Qin Chong didn't realize it at all, and a ball of hot blood in his chest was burning like fire.

After leaving the camp for a long time, Fang Zheng's trustworthy eyes continued to appear in front of him.

After the former crown prince failed to rebellion, Qin Chong was hidden by the court and ignored it. He understood that he might not have the chance to lead troops again in his life. Because he was a rebel general, he was dependent on the crown prince and was unfaithful to the court. This stain made him unable to raise his head ever since. In the eyes of others, Qin Chong was a disloyal person all his life. Even if he turned against the enemy at the time, he could not change the fact of his disloyalty.

He was discouraged and thought that his life was over. From then on, he lived a dull life, galloping on the battlefield and serving the country and making contributions... In the future, he could only think of it occasionally in his spare time. Then he laughed at himself with a smile.

But he never expected that Fang Zheng, who had been in a hostile position with him when the prince rebelled, actually opposed the opposition when he was the general of the Northern Expedition and transferred him into the Northern Expedition Army. What moved him even more was that Fang Zheng had no intention of looking down on him at all. He also handed over the first battle of the Northern Expedition to him. He understood Fang Zheng's profound meaning. Only military achievements and blood could wash away the once disgraceful stains.

A scholar dies for his confidant.

Facing the bitter cold wind, Qin Chong clenched the reins in his hand and his eyes became extremely resolute.

You treat me with my country's men, and I trust my life. I want to tell the people of the world that I, Qin Chong, are still a well-known man!

The sky became darker and behind him was a vast 50,000 cavalry. Because of the secret attack, all the teams were tied with hooves. Although the entire army was large in number, it was still quiet during the march. Even though it was close to several miles, it was still difficult to detect.

The wind blew, and the sky turned completely dark. Qin Chong looked up at the sky and smiled with satisfaction.

The sky also helped me, and the chances of attacking in the harsh weather increased my chances of winning.

"General Qin, walk more than ten miles northward, and it will be the camp of Chai Mengshan." The deputy general beside him leaned on the saddle and whispered.

Qin Chong's eyes became deeper and he whispered: "I ordered the soldiers to stop, dismount and rest on the spot. Now is the hour of Hai. Let's rest for an hour. We will launch a surprise attack when we care."

"Yes!" The deputy general excitedly clasped his fists and passed the order.

The orders were imposed, and the soldiers soon stopped their horses, and the team was not in chaos at all. Everyone sat cross-legged on the grass, as if calm. However, they were extremely excited in their hearts waiting for the order to attack.

"Send a detective to guard within five miles of radius. If you encounter an enemy spy, kill him! Do not expose our whereabouts!"

"yes!"

"Hi, Lao Mo, hehe, for your hospitality, I'm going to bother you again

Fang Zheng entered the Turkic camp again with shamelessness and waved at Mojilian in a coquettish manner.

Mojilian was shocked: "You, what are you doing again?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Old Mo, your attitude is wrong. Of course, I came to you to strengthen the friendship between the peoples of the two countries. I will talk to you with you. If Mochu is destroyed in the future, we are a brotherly country. Do you think I should come?"

Moji said with a slight look on his face: "How many people have you brought here this time?"

Fang Zheng raised two fingers and smiled, "Two thousand, it's still the same rule. Each person has five pounds of mutton, and one pound of wine is deleted."

Mojilian changed color: "Are you addicted to rogue? Is this a restaurant for me? No! I can't afford food for so many people in my camp!"

Fang Zheng curled his lips and said, "So stingy. Lao Mo, I haven't seen you for more than two years. You have fallen into depravity. I'm very sad! Didn't you be quite generous before? I'm sending gold and silver to my house, but why don't you even invite a meal now?"

Mojilian was so angry that he vomited blood: "One time and another time, I used to be the Turkic national sect, with countless cattle, sheep, gold, silver and jewelry. Now I only have these 50,000 people and horses under my command, and the grassland and cattle and sheep were taken away by Mochu. Where can I give you anything to?"

Fang Zheng sniffed: "It's so sad to hear it. Lao Mo, don't worry. When Mo Chuo defeats it, this vast grassland will still belong to you. You will have countless cattle, sheep, gold, silver and jewelry again."

Mojilian said coldly: "Correction of you. It's not mine, it's our little Khan's. I'm just the national teacher.

Fang Zheng. There are too many, many, what a little khan, I don’t believe you don’t want to be a khan, you are Cao Cao.

"Master Fang, what kind of jar are you coming to my camp to make today?" Mo Jilian also seemed to have a deep sense of caution.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "It's nothing. I'll tell you about the military information. After all, we are allied troops."

"Do you want my Turkic soldiers to go to war?" Mo Jilian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his scruple became deeper.

Fang Zheng waved his hand and smiled, "You and Mochuo have been fighting for so long. It's time to take a break. Let's do the rest. I'm here to tell you. This afternoon, I have sent a hundred thousand troops to raid Chaimengshan. There will be a result tomorrow. Don't worry, more than 20,000 people in Chaimengshan's troops will be completely erased from these tonight. Lao Mo, you can rest assured."

Mo Ji was stunned for a moment, then looked surprised: "You, have you really sent troops to fight Chai Mengshan?"

"Of course, the 100,000 troops set off this afternoon. Do you not know such a big noise?"

"You won't lie to me, right?" Mo Ji looked at Fang Zheng suspiciously. He never believed that Fang Zheng would be so proactive.

Fang Zheng said unhappily: "Old Mo, it's not that I'm talking about you, you're too suspicious. I always don't trust me so much. How can we cooperate in the future? The so-called allies. We should advance and retreat together, and share the same hardships. Whether it's true or not, news will come tomorrow. You must have set up spies outside the Chai Mengshan camp, and you will soon know if I'm lying to you."

Mojilian still looked at Fang Zheng suspiciously. However, his face was filled with smiles and laughed: "Master Fang is indeed Gao Yi. I thank the Marshal for sending troops to relieve the dangers of our Tashan camp."

Fang Zheng also laughed and said, "Old Mo, we have known each other for a long time, but you still don't know me very well. I am actually a very honest and kind person. People in the capital call me iron teeth, bronze teeth and gold, and I am honest and reliable. You will gradually admire my character in the future."

Mo Jilian turned a deaf ear to the other party's bragging and said lightly: "I naturally believe in you, and the result will come tomorrow. If Marshal Fang really annihilates Chai Mengshan and fights Mo Chuo, we will have at least 60% chance of winning."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Yes, whether Sun Shan dies or not, actually the most troublesome thing in the overall situation of Danguan is that Taigui. If Ce Taigui kills him now, there will be fewer counselors around Mochu, and he has a clear sword and a spear, so we naturally don't have to be afraid of him."

Wei sighed, and Fang Zheng looked at Mojilian with pity and said affectionately: "Old Mo, your soldiers have suffered this year. You might as well take a rest in the camp for a few more days. Leave the rest to us. Our soldiers from Huachao will help you take responsibility for the battles of all sizes. When Mochu fights us, we will discuss a proper way to send troops together and annihilate Mochu. At that time, the grassland is yours. "Uh, no, it's the little Khan's."

Mo Ji Lian became more and more suspicious when he heard this. Based on his understanding of Fang Zheng, this kid was as cunning as a loach. He used to avoid danger when he was in danger and get on the right path. How could he be so kind today? Not only did he take the initiative to attack and annihilate Chai Mengshan, but he also patted his chest to ensure that he would fight all major and small battles in the future. What was this kid's idea?

Fang Zheng saw Moji's face full of suspicion, and he smiled without saying much. The days are long. One day you will believe that I am really a caring and kind ally, just a little bit of a tiger head.

The grassland in the night is gloomy, with strong winds tonight, no moon or stars.

Qin Chong sat cross-legged on the grass, closed his eyes to rest. Behind him, 50,000 Huachao soldiers were sitting neatly. Everyone sat cross-legged quietly. Everyone was swaying a long saber on their knees. The knife was not unsheathed, but it still emitted a cold breath of death.

In the silence, the murderous aura seemed to be deeply trapped into the scabbard, like a wild beast locked in a cage, looking for a chance to get out of the cage, and then devour everything about Shiran.

Qin Chong slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and identified the time.

"It's already midnight." Qin Chong murmured to himself, and the corner of his strong mouth pulled slightly, bringing a cold smile.

A bloody and cruel killing is about to begin.

Where the blade slashes, countless creatures will fall into the cycle of reincarnation forever, the enemy's or their own.

Qin Chong pressed the sword and stood up. The soldiers behind him were all excited and stared at him eagerly.

During the war, every nation has many heroes who bravely fought for national disasters. They may not have the lofty awareness of serving the country and becoming a good man, but they still have the belief of being a little man, either for his wife and children, or for his parents, or for his rejection of foreign races. The characters have greatness. At a special moment, their brilliance is no less than that of the saints and ministers who have left their names in history.

Slowly pulling out the sword, Qin Chong smiled slightly in front of the eager gaze of the soldiers. In the dark night, no one could see the smile on his face clearly. But everyone felt that he was smiling. This was a chuckling at the enemy, holding a long sword in his hand, looking down on the world. The hero should smile forever.

Qin Chong's heart was filled with passion. He had a lot to say, and he wanted to tell the soldiers. He was once a sinner, and he also wanted to tell the soldiers that if he could not completely wipe out Chai Mengshan and kill the King of Thailand in this battle, he would be a crime.

But he said nothing, and the raid must be carried out in silence. The bold words at this time may attract the attention of the enemy spies.

"Start, target, Chai Mengshan!"

The sound of the horse's nose as low as thunder sounded, and gradually became rapid.

The vast grassland is quiet, not far away. A military camp dotted with lights is reflected in everyone's eyes.

Looking at the lights, the soldiers' eyes were filled with blood of excitement. The goal of this trip was the lights not far away.

As we approached, we became closer. We were only two miles away from the enemy camp, and we could rode our horses to launch a charge.

In the rapid galloping, Qin Chong half-dead on the horse's back, pulled out his sword with his back hand, and slashed forward obliquely, revealing his long-standing attack order.

"kill!"

At this time there was no need to hide the whereabouts. The 50,000 soldiers behind him shouted excitedly: "Kill!"

A chaotic whip sounded, and the speed of the 50,000 cavalry suddenly became fast. All the soldiers' sabers were unsheathed. The murderous aura that had been forced to suppress for a long time finally burst out and filled the night.

In the military camp of Chai Mengshan, the night watchmen finally realized something was wrong. The dull sound of horse hooves became more and more urgent. Everyone looked at each other in shock and found that each other's faces were filled with horror.

"Go and roar the gong! There will be an enemy attack!"

"Who dares to break through

"Little!" The cold blade cut off the soldier's throat like lightning, and a blood thread burst out from his neck, and then gradually bloomed, like a charming mandala flower, particularly dazzling.

The rapid gong sounded throughout the camp, accompanied by a terrified hissing: "The enemy steals the camp, the enemy steals the camp!"

Amid the shouts, Qin Chong took the lead and rushed into the gate of the military camp, avoiding the lieutenant colonel field full of horse-resisting horses, raised the long sword in his hand. Behind him, 50,000 elite cavalry followed closely, and rushed into the camp in a black manner, like a huge devil. He grinned with a blood-red mouth, and showed a cold smile to the creatures on earth.

"Ten thousand people go to the left, ten thousand people go to the right. Light the camp, no chickens and dogs are left! The rest, follow me to the tent of the Central Army Commander, and take the heads of Chai Mengshan and the King of Thailand. Present them to Marshal Fang's tent!"

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