Dandere General and his Lord

When the ink bridge woke up, the sky has been slightly flooded.

The tent is also swaying the light of the candlelight.

The relatives who have held their snaps around him, slight breathing, and the insects of the morning.

The ink bridge struggled, supported it, and felt the pain of a drill heart in the chest.

This movement immediately let the pro-team react.

"The general woke up."

The person who hits snoring in the tent quickly climbed up, surrounded by Moqiao.

"How long have I been coma?" Asked Moqiao.

"General, you are in a two days."

Mo Bridge has taken the soup in Yangsheng, and slowly drink.

He stretched out his hand and pressed Yangsheng's shoulder, he would stand up.

"General, you hurt too much, the doctor explains, but you can't get up." Yang He hurriedly.

The ink bridge station straight into the body, hold the wound in one hand, calm down the breath: "Let the whole army, start immediately."

"General!"

"General!"

The soldiers in the account are squatting.

Yang Sheng was on the ground, and he took advantage of a military ceremony: "General, please stay here to get the arrival of the follow-up force. At the end, you will be on, and the leader will go to Yucheng."

Their general did not speak, but he dragged his footsteps and stepped into the tent outside.

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The enemy outside the city of Zhangzhou is initiating another siege.

The offensive is very violent, and the war enters the white heat stage.

Above the city wall, the wolf smoke, killing the sky,

The soldiers extended from the city of long hugging guns, and pierced the enemy of the city wall.

Rolling Stone and a beet with a spiked wolf, the rain is generally dropped from the city.

The flesh and blood of the two sides, mixed over the wall above the wall.

On the inside of the city wall, Xiao Xiu took a shield, the cat ran along the wall roots along the wall.

From time to time, there is a fine sandstone dust, and the miles of the shields of Xiao Xiu's head are over, and there will be a few flowers, and there will be a shield, falling in the foot of ä.

Xiao Xiu quickly ran up the city, and came to the side of the armor.

He shaked his shake the soil, pulled out a pack of white horses wrapped in oil paper from the arms: "Zhang Xiang, eat something."

Zhang Qi took a food, squatted in the corner of the Arrow Building, with the kettle from Xiao Xiu, simple solution to his own obeys.

He drank a cold water, the food in the mouth, the line of sight is above the wall of the city.

In that city, the main gang, the armor, the teasing, looking at the south.

Xiao Xiuzun looked at the past, and smashing the sound: "Sir, this is twenty days, how does the generals of the ink have not yet arrived. In this now, the rumors in the city are four, and the people are beginning to be chaotic. I really have some worry."

Zhang Wei silently took a moment: "The spring season, the rain is continuous, and the road is difficult. Maybe the general is delayed. At this moment, we only need to do our best to help the main firmness."

"It is also, the main public is always particularly quasi-in, never look mistake." Xiao Xiu said, "I believe she will not watch the wrong ink."

Under the guardian of the guard, Cheng Qianfei personally stood in the command of the city.

After a baptism of countless times, her inner heart has been fragile from the beginning, and turned into today's copper iron.

Bloody battlefields can no longer make her fear tremble.

At this moment, she is in front of the face of countless lives, being harvested by the huge war machine.

The burial of every life will only make her heart further.

If there is a need, she will go with the blood of this corpse.

Going to this world to become stable and peace, no longer these warfare disputes.

Bridge.

Cheng Chi looked at the south.

Her general has not come yet.

The bridge did not arrive in time, and it must be tried to be in the road.

"Even if you haven't come, I can definitely keep this. Bridge, you must not be too anxious." Cheng Qian leaf said silently in his heart.

"What is that?" Xiafife suddenly reached out, pointing to the south of the city.

I only see the horizon on the south, gradually getting a yellow smoke.

Among the dusty smoke, a cavalry came.

The flag of the controversy, the book is a sense of inspirational ink.

"Mo Bridge!" Liangzhou Wang Li Wencheng stood up.

"The Moqiao's army came so soon?" The same is the same as the Changshan Wang, Lu Song on the stage.

"This slave is born, it is, I haven't seen it!" Jiahua Huayu took the fat palm of the palm of the palm.

"This idiot hand holds heavy soldiers, and it is still very big than the land of Jin State. I don't know how to grasp the opportunity, I've been self-sufficient. I have been helping to save his main public. Stupid material! It is a stupid material!"

Lu Song said: "They can come so fast, must be throwing heavy and walking, only to come back. This thousand miles, exhausted division, don't let him sleep with the city, don't let him stay in the same city Military Exertion? "

Li Wenguang silent for a moment, shook his head: "This ink bridge is not waiting for the leisure. Today, he led the army to help, the city's arrogance of the military morale, echoing inside and outside. I don't want to take a troops today. Do it again. "

With the arrival of the ink bridge, it is back to the haze of the Zhangzhou City Military Heart.

The enemy's arrivals, the soldiers who have taken down the city, despite the smoke, a tired, but with joy.

The general of the battle of Mo Bridge is the army of their achievements.

His arrival is like a custom sea, fixed all the people who have been fearful for half a month.

Within the middle of the middle army, the dust servant's big propulus is born, shaped the sword, with his pro, and cross the account.

The generals come in the far away, please ask before the monarch.

"The big president is all the way, hard work." The face of Cheng Qian leaf exposed a happy smile from the heart.

"Yeah, big is really hard, we hope that the star is looking forward to the moon, but you can finalize you." A Jin State will open the mouth.

He listened to him this, but in fact, he brought a little thorn, faintly blamed the moon.

Yang Sheng looked at the birth of the ink bridge, creeping his lips.

The ink bridge looked back at him and stopped his words.

Yang Sheng looked at the Cheng Qian leaf sitting on the top. I really want to say something for my generals, but I think about this is the owner account, and I finally bite the low teeth.

Cheng Qian leaf up and down, the ink bridge is a tablet, suddenly frown: "What happened?"

"minister……"

The ink bridge is still not talking, and Cheng Qian leaf has deeply frowned, and she stood up.

"You come, what is your general?" She said to Yang Sheng.

Yang Sheng looked at the fist: "The Ji Yao, General ink encountered an enemy on the road, and now he is seriously injured, but it is insisted that it is not willing to rest.

Cheng Qian leaf sakes the face, and the ink bridge even saw the mild movement of the bite on her cheeks.

All the way to the traffic, the generals, the general, suddenly panicked,

He couldn't help but his hand. He knew that the Lord didn't like him, he didn't care about his body.

Cheng Chi-leaf opening: "Remove the armor of the generals."

Yang Sheng stood up and he had already done this.

The injuries of the general can not be in the body with such a heavy armor.

As the armor is in the ground, there is a sound of breath with the breath.

On the surface of the surface, there was already a red blood, dripping on the armor.

In the black robes, in the black robes, in the black robes.

Everyone's heart in the account is heavy, they know that the wet general, not sweat, but the blood of the general.

Cheng Qian leaf lived his mouth, she told Xiafife, who told her side: "The army is doing it to me."

Subsequently, she walked forward, took the hand of Mo Bridge, and gently asked: "Can you give this army?"

The main public didn't get angry on the spot, and the ink bridge was more fearful, and he was a head.

Cheng Qianhui looked at Zhang Wei: "Zhang Xiang, the incident in the army will make you. You are in consultation with this Yangsheng General."

In the case of this sentence, the Lord's commander pulled the ink, and slowly walked out of the big account.

Entering the tent resting in the Lord's peace.

"Lying down." Cheng Qian leaf opening.

"Main, Lord." Mo Bridge wants to explain.

"Lying down, don't let me say it again."

Mo Bridge can only be lying on the bed of the main public.

Let the military doctor rushed to handle the wound for him.

He couldn't help but see the main public sitting in the bed. He is both happy and panic.

The main public just came down from the city wall, and the face of the soot, the whole person also lost a lot.

But as long as he looked at this face and quietly in his eyes, he was filled with a little happy and happy.

The main public is silent, neither a fire, and has not exposed and a gentle smile as in the past.

In the heart of Moqiao, I was afraid.

At this moment, he would rather pick up the weapon with hurt, go to the city to do tens of thousands of enemy, and do not dare to have an anger to the main public.

The military doctor wrapped in the mouth, got up and greeted: "The main public, the injury of the general is serious, and you need to stay well, you can't move again."

Cheng Qian leaf is nodded and indicates that he stepped.

There is no one in the moment, only the generals lying on the bed of the bed and the main business in front of the quiet sitting.

Cheng Qianhui stood up and

Mo Bridge is aware of a little bit to the bed.

But Cheng Qian leaf reached out, and took his hair, fixed his head, and did not let him return half.

She leaned down and attached the face of myself.

Until this face looks, it is a horror, she hates hate.

"Look at your injured, I will remember it." Cheng Qian leaf bite the teeth, "Waiting for you, you see me ... how to punish you."

Yang Sheng has handed over the military affairs with Zhang Wei, came to the owner's account.

His position is not enough to take the initiative to see the master, but his heart is really relieved.

Fortunately, the Lord did not refuse because of his military, and quickly declare him.

He was in front of the king, and it briefly explained that they had all the way to hit the hills.

This is his first meeting of the main Jun.

The main king sits in the bed along the edge, the look is affinity, and Yin Yin inquiry, let him gradually eliminate the intense in my heart.

Yang Sheng looked up, looked at the bed.

The injury of the general was obviously handled, and it was covered with long hair. He was sleeping in bed.

The general slept is very sinking, even if he speaks at the same time, he can not wake up.

This road came, the general didn't sleep a good feeling until at this time, Yang Sheng saw the look of relaxing on the face of Moqiao.

He finally played a relief from the bottom of his heart.