Realms In The Firmament

"Chu Chu, how can you say such myths? Don't you know what that Ye smile is? If he really had half a brilliant spot, he would have been watched by our people in Chenhuang Kyoto, why say these deceptive words... Well, you mean...”

The sniffer Chuchu faintly said: “In any case, the laughing man has come to the frontier at this time, more as the reinforcement commander, hostile to our position, since Ye Nantian's son is in the battlefield, then he is a soldier, there is no other identity, the general is still inevitable to die before the battle, let alone talk about other things, even if we really killed him in a mess army, Ye Nantian can't say anything, as the uncle said, really led that Ye smile to the front of the battlefield, is that us?! ”

Sniffing a sword deep breath, the spirit suddenly shocked, "Nice, that's it! Even if that Ye smile is really dead, what Ye Nantian is looking for is also Chen Xuantian! ”

“Pass the word, tomorrow morning set aside the battlefield, call the Lord Chen Wang smile, look at this famous, legendary figure of the Empire of Weizhen Chen!” Smell the sword of man and drink loudly, sweep away the previous decency.

The commander gave the order, and the three armies agreed!

It was like a mountain shouting and a tsunami.

The sounds of millions of armies, vibrating dust and smoke.

The leaves that were chewing on the pancakes in the Iron Peak Guan smiled and heard this neat and strong cry. They had to frown, and their eyes spinning even when two cold lights were emitted.

Elite Master!

Undoubtedly, this is the most elite Battle of the Iron Army to make such a sound!

The blast of emptying, and the fierce, fierce urge to live and die in World War I, is so clear that it comes out of this voice!

“This opponent is pretty good for the most part!” Ye smiled lightly and said.

This is Laughing Boy's first assessment of Jianjin, the name of the mainland!

Zhu Success's eyes were filled with deep hatred, "It is he who caused the death of the General! I can't help but tear him to pieces! Kill him not only, but kill him all the way. Kill him all over the door! ”

Ye smiled and stared at Zhu Success, faintly: “Deputy Zhu; you are too obsessed, the battle death sandbox, Ben is the ultimate fate of the military? If you are a soldier and you stand on the battlefield, it is only a national vendetta! Wu Gong Li lost to the sniffer Jinjin. There was a reason for the incident, it was not a war crime, and Wu Shuwei's name was undiminished. Death in battle is also the normal home of soldiers. We can fight under that name, but not with the idea that this scourge affects our families. ”

Zhu Success said outrageously: “Ye Shuang, you can only speak so much without such personal pain. Only when you reach the battlefield, your close friends and family are killed and killed, will you truly understand this hatred, and it will never be resolved. ”

Ye smiled faintly: “You'll think so, that's why you're just a deputy!. ”

“The battlefield is the battlefield. The battlefield has always had rules of the battlefield.” Ye smiled up and stared at Zhu Success. Sinking voice: “The reason you have not reached the height of Wu Gong Li, Su Dingguo; it is not necessarily that you are incapable, but that you lack the breast audacity of such a god of war commander! If one day you can truly understand Wu Gong Li, understand the sniffer Sword Jin, and the number of ranks of Battle Thousand Mountains will think, then you will also be a world-famous general! ”

Zhu Success suddenly shook, looked up at Ye smiling, trying to say anything, but never said anything.

……

Second day.

Just as the sun appeared, the first line of Chaoxia swept across the earth, whether it was the Iron Peak Guan or the outside, whether it was the army on the side of the Chen Empire or the army on the side of the Blue Wind Empire, the horn rang almost identically.

This moment is very clear.

At this moment, this roar, the 100,000 reinforcements of the Chen Empire, greeted each other with the dead enemy outside the city, the million armies of the Blue Wind Empire.

Immediately, Tiefeng closed the city gate for a long time and slowly opened.

A horse, slowly emerged.

The total number of people does not reach a thousand.

After walking out of hundreds of husbands, the group stopped moving forward.

Only three horses are still moving slowly.

Ye Xiao, Song Jun, Ning Bilai.

Three people's robes float, and no armor is equipped at all; it's like three people who are supposed to come out and play pampering.

Song Zheng was dressed in green with a harsh face to the left; Ning Bi fell in black with a smooth face to the right.

Located between the two arches, the smiling boy Ye smiled with a smile, white robe, black Jianma, blonde crown hair, the whole person is like a windy jade tree, handsome to the extreme.

So he slowed down and faced a million armies and looked indifferent.

Almost at the same time.

Opposite the Blue Wind Imperial barracks, the battalion door slowly opened and the same three horsemen slowly emerged.

One of them, a purple robe, has a clear face, a majestic, three-stranded, phoenix-eyed, riding on a horse, not like a warlord at all, but like a visionary old school.

On his left is an old man in a blue robe with a bright face and a clear face; between his eyes open, the cold light is bright.

On his right side, however, was a girl in white, attacking her white clothes, such as dreams, masks, white veils, eyebrows like mountains, eyes like autumn water. She's got a red horse in her seat, but even if she's right in front of her, it's a little bit untrue.

Wenren Chuchu.

Ye smiled at the Iraqis at first sight. His eyes were not only certain, but his heart smiled darkly.

I didn't expect to meet this girl on the battlefield.

But it's where life doesn't meet!

“Opposite, but the Blue Wind Empire god of war, His Royal Highness the Heavenly Sword?” Ye smiled on the horse, his face was not surprised, his eyes were like swords, and he shot straight at him.

“Exactly handsome.” Weiren Jianjin: “The opposite is the son of General Ye Nantian of the Chen Imperial Army, Ye Jiao? ”

“Wrong!” Ye smiled and lifted his chin slightly, faintly: “Smell the sword, this marshal officially informs you, standing in front of you is the Second Marshal of Chen Empire's Western Army, Ye smile! He's not the son of Commander Ye. ”

Weiren Jianjin's face looked serious. "This time, it is the fault of Honshuang, please ask Ye Shuanhai to massively Wang Han! ”

“In the future, it will be me standing on this battlefield with your millions of armies.” Ye smiles like a knife: “Smell the sword, you must be ready, dead, don't feel unjust! ”

The sniffer Jin Haha smiled: “If you have the courage to step on the battlefield, you will not lack the courage to face death. This sentence is also given back to Ye Shuang, everyone studied each other! ”

Ye laughed sneeringly, and the attitude was extremely frantic.

Chu Chuchu, the sniffer, has somehow developed a strange feeling familiar with the Chen Wang smiling son since he came out across the street.

But before that, I had heard so much about myself or the name of this laughing boy, but I had not seen it with my own eyes.

So, where does this familiar feeling come from?