"The national army, the 23rd left-wing army, has broken twelve branches. How can the central army move?"

Zhang Chen waved a feather fan from somewhere, and said boredly to the Mongolian officer beside him, "This time I asked you to exercise, so I pulled you out. How to march, ask me what I do? Make your own decision!"

The officer's face suddenly showed a helpless look on his face.

There are millions of troops here, including countless generals and young generals. If you want to make your own decisions, it is not that simple!

"National Teacher, please allow me to lead three right-wing troops to defeat the enemy's left-wing third formation!"

He can't figure it out, but some people understand it.

After a while, the voices of the inviting troops were getting along one after another, while Zhang Chen had no intention of refusing at all. He agreed one by one. Not long after, he demolished the right-wing army and the central army and let a group of generals operate on their own.

The battlefield was in chaos for a moment, but strangely, the battle situation went much smoother.

The left-wing army, which was originally retreating under the Black Dragon Banner of the Great Song Dynasty, was also very excited and rushed back.

The scattered troops who set out to fight showed their magical powers, and there were countless plots and plots. When they were used one by one, the effect was so powerful that it was beyond everyone's imagination!

"What's going on?" Xiaolongnu said with a frown.

Standing beside her was Wanyan Ping, wearing a bright red battle robe, as beautiful as fire, and looked very dazzling next to Xiaolongnu's white robe.

Wanyan Ping was also quite confused.

"Splitting the army like this can only cause chaos, but why can they grasp the fighter jets to such an extent that they can cooperate with the march in such a perfect way and even cause such great damage to us?"

The little dragon girl is focusing on the army, and the focus is on a "condensation"!

Millions of people in her hands would be condensed into a wave, and the power gathered together was as if her fist was extending outward, allowing her to sway freely.

So, when Zhang Chen used such a natural way to let dozens of people lead their respective troops to attack, and even create such a storm, both her and her subordinates were quite confused.

But Gongsun Lue'e, who was standing beside him, said, "Maybe they didn't place their targets in our entire army!"

Xiaolongnu was slightly stunned. Her eyes condensed and she immediately discovered the truth.

It turned out that the group of scattered Mongolian generals had an impact direction, not the overall location of their army.

Almost every Mongolian army scattered out of this way of division, bit off a piece of meat from the Song army, and then, it can be considered fighting alone!

In other words, this group of people actually destroyed Xiaolongnu's powerful control and used this arrogant means to erode her Song army!

"Appoint the entire army to attack forward. Don't worry about the enemy and our army in the chaos. Anyone who stands in front of us will be destroyed!" Xiaolongnu said coldly.

Faced with the Mongolian army's weak attack, she was not panicked at all.

Some of the Song army were people, one died, and two others were left!

You want to eat. I will let you eat, but what you swallow will always be the fur of this fist. You want to swallow my flesh and blood, dream!

...

Among the chaotic army, those who go upstream are always the most dangerous.

And when the number of people is pitiful, the degree of danger is increasing a lot.

For Zhuang Xing at this time, the danger is obviously not to be mentioned.

They had already reached their teeth, and Yu Lu was even carrying a huge explosion-proof shield and was moving forward, but their team still suffered a lot of losses.

The dark shadow man didn't even leave his name, but turned into a ball of minced meat under the sweeping gun.

As strong as Yu Lu, there were even a few holes the size of a fist. If it weren't for the healing potion that had been prepared long ago, he would have been lying down with the explosion-proof shield at this time.

Le Xingyun simply waved his sword forward, while the silver-haired girl Sikongxue on the other side was waving her sword hard.

One of the two men was flickering with silver fire, and the other was a metallic sword energy that was rushing outward, with great power.

But even so, the weapons of the same level as the two of them had cracks, which seemed to be broken at any time.

The rabbits who kept creating little white rabbit bombs with hats were already exhausted and sweating profusely.

As for Zhuang Xing?

Well, he has no lower limit in combat ability, so he can only give a group of people a guide at this time.

But the question is, where is this damn No. 13 fool?

"There is a man and general in this army that has half a cent of money!" Zhuang Xing could no longer maintain his pretending appearance. "Which matriarch did the Song army come from? All the people above the centurion are women. Where can I find these thirteen men!"

"I said...will they are not generals at all..." asked Tu'er.

"This is very likely, but the problem is that those Mongolians should not be idiots, right? If it weren't for some general, would Mao ask us to destroy these people?" Zhuang Xing asked back.

"What if a group of fierce generals at that time? The kind of person who was like entering a no-man under this scene..." Yu Lu said.

"Impossible! If there is such a person, he is definitely a martial arts master. No matter how the world line changes, martial arts masters will never change much. After all, the requirement of cultivating a master is too high. Compared with cultivating a large army, it is definitely a loss-making business!" Zhuang Xing said.

He pinched his eyebrows, and the mighty black flag dragon ship and the lush cannon that day appeared in his mind. He was quite clear about the power hidden in gunpowder.

This world will soon enter the era of hot weapons, and at the critical point of this era, martial arts masters should really be experiencing a rapid decline.

Under such circumstances, there is no possibility of thirteen unknown masters!

But the question is, who are these thirteen people?

...

Wu Dunru didn't know when the outside war situation began to change, nor did he know when the war would end.

He dragged his tired body and fell heavily on the bed. His sleepiness kept pouring into his heart, but he couldn't sleep.

In my mind, Guo Fu's figure is shining constantly.

He suddenly realized that the woman who was once disgusted by him and despised by him but finally gained her respect seemed to be stepping into an unimaginable abyss step by step.

That was the darkness he had never thought about and had never entered!

At this moment, Guo Fu looked at Guo Xiang and Guo Polu in front of him quietly, and reached out and slowly took out two oil paper bags.

"Sister, what is this?" Guo Xiang asked curiously.

"This is Wu Mu's suicide note I got from my father, which records Yue Wu Mu's military strategy and some of my mental experiences over the years." Pointing to the oil paper bag on the left, Guo Fu said, "You must keep this thing well and carefully study the contents of it. This is very important for you in the future!"

"Of course, the most important thing is this!" Pushing the oil paper bag on the right forward, Guo Fu said, "This is a martial arts secret book I accidentally obtained in Mount Hua a few years ago. I discussed with my father that the power of this mental method is probably no less than the "Nine Yin Scriptures". You must practice well and improve your martial arts as soon as possible!"

"Sister, did you have something unexpected? Why do you seem to be delivering your funeral?" Guo Xiang suddenly became anxious.

"You don't have to worry about me for the time being." Guo Fu shook his head and took out another token. "This is the tiger talisman of the Cavalry Battalion. You can keep it. If there is any bad behavior in the Cavalry Battalion, remember to stabilize everyone as soon as possible!"

As she said that, she stood up and said, "The only thing I can give you is this little thing. Keep it in hand. Don't be lazy. This world has not yet reached a peaceful period!"

After saying that, she turned around and left, without even saying goodbye, she did not leave any of it.

Guo Xiang almost cried out in a hurry. He didn't care about the secrets and military tactics in front of him, and rushed out of the house, but he could no longer see Guo Fu's figure.

"Go and find your parents!" Guo Xiang thought hurriedly.

She rushed back to Guo Jing's yard, not knowing whether it was luck or something. The yard that had been searched for countless times was actually showing signs of someone.

He rushed into it quickly, and a scent of meat poured into his nose, making her stomach roar.

"It's my mother's craftsmanship!" Guo Xiang's eyes lit up, and he asked accordingly, and soon found Huang Rong.

But she was humming a small song and cooking a large table of dishes, but each of them was full of meat from a large plate, with red and white numbers, which looked quite attractive.

"Mom, something happened, elder sister..." Guo Xiang swallowed his saliva and said hurriedly.

"Don't worry, your sister will definitely not do anything bad." Huang Rong calmly handed Guo Xiang a pair of chopsticks, "Sit down and have a meal, your elder sister may be back soon."

Guo Xiang didn't think so in his heart, but it has to be said that Huang Rong's dishes are indeed very tempting, with the aroma being suffocated. In addition, Huang Rong put the meat that seemed to melt in her mouth bit by bit, and then she swallowed it quickly with a slight move of her mouth. She also lost a lot of doubts in her heart.

He hurriedly sat down and put a piece of Dongpo pork into his mouth. Guo Xiang looked satisfied.

"Mom, where did Dad go?" Guo Xiang asked curiously.

"Your father?" Huang Rong gently stroked her belly, "He is here, and he has begun to integrate with us!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!