"The report lost nearly 50 thousand."
"Say it again"
The prince stared at his eyes and the man got a fright. He could crustily skin of head and said, "Back to the report, nearly half of the people were killed and injured after each camp."
Zhu Di sat down in a chair and died in World War I. Elite 50,000 finally didn’t even know who his opponent was. At this time, Ma Sanbao and others suffered the most casualties in the canyon and finally took thousands of people to escape from the inside.
Li Jinglong eyebrows locked want to think about it all can’t figure out who else in the imperial court can fight so much. Is it that he Li Jinglong looks slightly changed? Li Jinglong hates windson at the thought that they have a holiday.
"like a master?"
Zhu Di turned around and asked the old monk Daoyan Daoyan, who had been hearing the prince’s question with his eyes closed, and slowly opened his mouth. "Back to the report yesterday, the two stars were at odds, and the report of another poor monk, the report of the main star, hit Xiangke. That person has appeared to get rid of this person. The great cause of the report can be achieved."
Zhu Di nodded. "What do you think of Sanbao’s World War I today?"
Ma San saved himself from injury, but fortunately, it was not serious. "The other side’s platoon formation seems to be sloppy, otherwise it is targeted everywhere, and there are inexplicable firearms in the hands, and it is bound to suffer."
Chapter seven hundred and thirty-nine Protect the main star
It’s getting late, and everyone goes back to Daoyan and walks out of the tent. I can’t help but look up at the stars shining in the sky. Daoyan can’t help but frown and protect the main star, Wang Xing. The struggle is getting worse and worse, and the weak light of Huangxingyuan has the potential to recover.
Is it doomed that the great cause of the sovereign can’t be accomplished? This is my life’s wish. Only the secret method can kill Lin Feng.
On the second day, Zhu Di mobilized his troops again. According to a loss, it was judged that the canyon root could not go to the other side to occupy the terrain. Even if you had more troops, there were no casualties on the ridge. At least, Zhu Di simply increased the number of soldiers and horses on one side of the ridge. Zhu Di still wanted to force him to rush from here.
It’s very simple. This is the shortest road. If it is changed to the other side of the road, these people can also take a shortcut around and arrange it there.
The only difference is that the Yanjun set up a high platform in the tent, and the Taoist priest walked slowly. This time, he actually wore a black robe. The Taoist priest usually wore that gray robe and refused to replace it because there were many patches on it.
"Master of Labor"
Zhu Di said to Zhu Di early today that there was a way to get rid of the guardian star and help the prince get a big position. The prince was naturally happy and immediately ordered someone to put up a high platform.
Dao Yan sat down and took out a strange thing from his pocket, like a alms bowl with a small mouth and a black face with some strange pictures and texts carved on it.
Bang bang Dao Yan sat there knocking and kept saying some strange spells in his mouth. It was unbelievable that the dead bodies climbed up one after another with the spells coming out of the battlefield.
Although the movement is slow, it is already the root of the corpse, and it is not afraid of firearms and knives. It is unexpected that Daoyan’s Buddhist people actually cast the sorcery of exorcism.
A burst of ware rang and the powder hit the roots. I didn’t look at those horrible bodies getting closer and closer. The ware camp in front could retreat step by step.
"Adults have changed"
Windson heights have been found to have changed. We also saw the high platform set up in front of Yanjun Camp and the men in black sitting on it to see each other’s identity because of the distance.
"Go ahead and defend the spearmen."
"yes"
When the ware is lost, we can rely on the spearmen to kill these mutated bodies. Zhu Di’s face at the top of the mountain shows approval. If the strategist is so far away, he will be forced to retreat. Even if the other party has firearms, he will stop his army in the same way.
"Brother Lin"
A woman’s voice was particularly pleasant to hear. Lin Feng turned to look at a white suit with red lips and white teeth. "Why are you here?" Bearer is the day with Lin Feng side spirit female followed by an old man wrinkled Lin Feng recognized that it was the Miao wizard.
"the great wizard"
Windson hurriedly from the face to the wizard responded that "the national crisis also wants to contribute to the country."
"Brother Lin"
Windson couldn’t believe his ear was a woman’s voice coming from behind. A group of people were not 70 people, all of whom were big and burly. One of them was a lion with a tiger’s eye and a lion’s head, and he was followed by a fairy who looked like heaven.
The spirit girl glanced at it and was a little unhappy. Why did she come again? "Brother Lin, who is she?"
Middle-aged people have a good time "Brother Lin"
"general"
Who’s the bearer? If this person goes to that Zhu Di, he must have a headache and terror. General Aquamarine told Zhu Yuanzhang that he was worried about Aquamarine’s enlistment and rebellion, so he set a trap for Pingwangfu to kill Aquamarine.
At that time, aquamarine was seriously injured and surrounded by a security guard. Fortunately, a secret tunnel was found and then the gunpowder station inside was detonated. When everyone recognized that aquamarine was dead, he was still alive and was rescued by Kibaki. This matter was clearly understood by Lin Feng, who also saved aquamarine. The beauty around her was the ice phoenix, and it was also four kills and one kill.
"Although I hate Zhu Yuanzhang, I still like Zhu Yunwen very much. I really can’t sit still when I hear this war."
"and me"
In the loud sound, an old man with a long beard came out with a sword. The owner of the Dragon Villa, Chang Mao, protected the dragon sword with one hand, and the enemy was followed by a large number of brothers. The sword-wielders were particularly energetic.
"Chang Zhuang Zhu"