Shanhaiguan traverses north and south. The originally yellow land has now been dyed blue-black by the soldiers' armor, and the fighting spirit is strong, which scares the sun to hide behind the clouds and dare not show its head.

The black clouds are pressing against the city and are about to destroy it, and the armor light opens toward the sun and golden scales!

The Shang prisoner stood at the entrance of Shanhai Pass wearing red gold armor. The Zhenwu army spirit had the power to swallow the world, and the Zhenwu general had the power to contempt the vastness!

He stood there and seemed like a real martial sun!

"General Wei, are your subordinates doing well?"

The Shang Prison asked to the sky and tears rolled down.

"General Shang, Ye and eight million soldiers have gathered in the East and West. As long as you give your order, the three armies will immediately go to war at the same time."

Yesha was wearing a purple-gold armor, full of energy, and was as beautiful as a man. Her daughter was so beautiful that she climbed Shanhaiguan and reported to the prisoner.

"Where is your brother?" Shang Jing asked.

Yesha said: "Honest your meaning, my brother personally led his troops to fight against Chechi in the east, General Wuda faced against Dayuan in the west, and left the front battlefield to Zhenwu Army."

Shang Gui was silent for a while and asked softly: "Is she back?"

Yesha was puzzled: "She?"

Shang Gui was quite unhappy: "You can't even guess her?"

Yesha's face turned slightly red and she said, "There are thousands of hers in this world. I really don't know which General Shang is talking about..."

Shang Qiu coughed lightly, his tone was very low: "It's the little maid who was kidnapped... the one who brought me tea and water last time."

Yesha suddenly realized, held back her smile and said, "General, don't worry, Xiaoyi has been sent back to the military camp by Lord Beilou, and it has not been damaged at all."

"Xiao Yi..." Shang Gui muttered lightly, and a trace of guesses arose in his heart.

Yesha smiled and said, "Xiaoyi is indeed a very special girl, smart and sweet-spoken. If General Shang likes her, I will ask someone to wash her tonight and send her to General Shang to enjoy."

Shang Prison hurriedly said, "Absurd! How could I like a little maid? I just admire her behavior. Flowers will bloom again, and no one will be young anymore. Girls are like flowers and jade. How can they let the barbarians ruin it?"

Yesha took two steps back, afraid that Shang Gui would see her laughing while covering her mouth.

The Shang Prison could not bear the awkward atmosphere around him and ordered: "Okay, don't talk about trivial matters, if you have nothing to do, I will issue an order when the war will start."

Yesha hesitated for a moment, pointed at the soldiers who were in the queue under Shanhaiguan, and asked: "I'm sorry to ask, General Shang only ordered two million troops, but Yuexing on the opposite side had a total of 10 million people. The gap was five times, and the troops were too disparity..."

The Shang Prison glanced at the Yuexing army, which was gradually approaching the distance, smiled coldly, and said confidently: "The huge gap in force does not mean the huge gap in strength. One battalion of Zhenwu can kill millions of barbarians on the opposite side without leaving any armor."

Yesha sighed: "The general is such an outstanding person."

The Shang Prison said calmly: "If the general is outstanding, the soldiers are brave and well-equipped, they can be invincible."

Yesha looked up at the burly man in front of her respectfully. Inexplicably, she felt a little envious of Eleven. When King Yejia intended to betroth her to General Zhenwu, she swears to never follow her, but now she feels very regretful.

"I know the battle situation is urgent, but I still have a private question. I wonder if the general can answer it?" Yesha asked suddenly.

Shang Qiu nodded and signaled to ask.

Yesha asked, "When the general visited Liu Junshi that day, all the dirty words he said were fake, right?"

Shang Gui said: "What I said is false, and half of Liu Xiangze is true. He has no illegitimate son, but he has lovers all over the country."

Yesha bit her lip lightly and couldn't help but continue asking: "The general is so outstanding, there must be many women who like him, right?"

Shang Gui said calmly: "I don't know much, I don't care about this."

Yesha asked again: "Does the general have a beloved wife and a pampered concubine at home?"

"This is the third private question you asked," Shang Jing turned his head and said word by word: "Have a beloved wife in the family, she is the only one in her life."

I have a very beloved wife at home and a unique woman in my life.

This sentence was Shang Gui's answer and his attitude. A smart woman could still hear the rejection.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing."

Yesha bit her lip tightly and walked down the pass with humiliation.

"Wouldn't it be better to serve you with one more woman? In the future, I will have blue eyes for my son."

Liu Xiang walked up to the pass, his eyes staring straight at Ye who was going down the mountain.

Sa, shook her head and sighed: "What a pity, what a pity..."

Shang Gui whispered: "If you like it, you can try to propose marriage. If this war is won, don't say it is a princess, you can even eat the wife of King Ye Jia."

Liu Xiang sighed: "But I just heard you slander me in front of her and said, "There are women all over the country." I think she might accept me if she didn't hear this."

Shang Gui glanced at the black red mark on Liu Xiang's neck and snorted softly, "Don't be happy and forget the serious business."

"Aren't I here?"

Liu Xiangxia thoughtfully covered the collar, then took out a roll of rice paper from his sleeve, unbuttoned the red rope tied to the top, and opened it to Shang Jing and said, "Do you want to look at it?"

Shang Prison looked at the complicated pictures and words on it, and felt sad even though he didn't read it: "Only you will write the battle plan on paper. Instead of showing it to me, you might as well tell me."

Liu Xiang cleared his throat: "Then I'll tell you?"

Shang Priest hurriedly stopped and said, "You don't need to talk about Xiao Zhan, I'm too lazy to listen, and I'm relieved you."

Liu Xiangqing chased the rice paper and finally asked, "Since that's the case, what's going on?"

Shang Qiu nodded: "Yes, get it done!"

Liu Xiangsai opened his hand, and the rice paper floated gently with the breeze to the Zhenwu army that was ready to go under the gate.

After a while, I heard the movements of my head:

"Dragon Emperor cannon preparation, cavalry army preparation, bird of prey army preparation, alien beast army preparation, armor-piercing soldiers preparation... Liu Junshi, what is the word "that"!"

"puff!"

Liu Xiang's fine wine that he had just put in was choked by this sentence. He cursed: "Which fucking flag bearer is spreading the war? Have you never read a book?"

"Report to Mr. Liu, you have a black spot here, but I really can't understand it."

"Fuck! Fuck it! Shameful! Just start fighting!"

Liu Xiang's face turned red with anger, and he almost couldn't breathe a sigh of relief. He was burping!

Shang Qiu covered his stomach and almost laughed to death.

Liu Xiang rubbed his nose hard: "You are still laughing, the army is approaching!"

Shang Gui held back his laughter, coughed twice, and passed the pass by force:

"The whole army obeys the order and starts war."

...

...

"Sister Xia Sheng, let me show it. I want to watch the war too!"

"I want it too, I want it too!"

"Lulu, you stepped on my foot!"

The fairy ship rose from the ground and docked under the clouds. At this moment, Xia Sheng stood at the bow of the boat, holding a long telescope, and admiring the battle situation outside Shanhaiguan.

Several children pulled Xia Sheng's clothes and wanted to take the telescope from Xia Sheng's hand to see the scenery.

"Oh, you little troublemakers... Yuanbao! If you pull my pants again, I will have to open your butt tonight!"

Xia Sheng couldn't help but angry, and used the telescope as a stick, staring at the noisy children with big eyes, Li said, "You are quarreling, I will throw you on the battlefield! I will tell you, the group of barbarians like the most is eating the flesh and blood of the little dolls, eating them raw!"

She grabbed Yuanbao's little face with her hands and scared her: "Especially a troublemaker like Yuanbao."

The other children were scared, but Yuanbao opened Xia Sheng's hand, put his waist on his back and said proudly: "I will be a general in the future, so I am not afraid of those barbarians!"

"Oh? Is that right?" Xia Sheng secretly covered his mouth and changed his disgusting tone: "Then from now on, you can wash the bed sheets by yourself? I won't help you."

"What? Yuanbao, you wet the bed again? Hahaha..."

"So embarrassed, I'm still wet the bed when I'm eight years old!"

"Yangyang is three years younger than you and has never wet the bed. You are still a general!"

The children's laughter made Yuanbao feel ashamed. He covered his red face and ran towards the cabin in shame. Zi Yu walked out of the cabin. Yuanbao couldn't hold it and crashed into Zi Yu's arms.

"Ouch!"

Zi Yu felt a pain in her abdomen and couldn't help but scream. Yuanbao was fine.

"Boy, what's the matter with practicing the iron-headed qi?" Zi Yu raised her fist and knocked on Yuanbao's head.

Yuanbao held his head, twitched his little nose twice, and started crying loudly.

Zi Yu suddenly panicked, looked at her fist, and was at a loss: "This... I didn't use any force, why did I cry?"

"Sister Ziyu, don't pay attention to him. He was he who wet the bed himself and was still disobedient. He pulled Sister Xia Sheng's pants."

Zi Yu couldn't laugh and cry. She raised her eyebrows slightly, stroked Yuanbao's little head, and comforted her: "Okay, stop crying, child, I have to wet the bed if I drink too much at night. If I wet the bed in the future, my sister will help you wash it...Puchi, hahaha..."

Zi Yu couldn't help laughing.

Yuanbao cried even louder, so he simply sat on the ground and couldn't get up.
To be continued...