If it is a hard battle, it is a battle between the snipe and the clam. Why should he be a fisherman who makes profits?

Therefore, barbarians must not fight, but how to fight is also of particular importance.

As for righteousness or faith, what is it to be before survival?

The innate conditions of Beiliang are not as good as Xi Qin and Yan Yun. He is planning some for Beiliang, and as a great knight, isn’t it?

After hearing what his master said, Shulun was convinced from the bottom of his heart.

Fortunately, there is a Tuoba Lie in the grassland. Otherwise, Xiao Jinglan would have planned to go there long ago.

The witches and divinations in the army mean that the sun will be clear, which means that the Xiqin and Yanyun coalition forces will fight with the barbarians tomorrow.

Now, even he is a little looking forward to it, not knowing what the battle will be like tomorrow! In the winter and spring of the 56th year of the Western Qin Dynasty, after the warm winter of this year, the cold and heavy rain came. All forces were waiting for a sunny day, and were also looking forward to the new changes in the pattern brought to this continent by the next battle.

At this time, in this heavy rain, some people were still rushing all night.

"The rain is so heavy..." Feng Wuyou looked at the rain outside the car window and turned to ask Qianxin beside him: "At this speed, when will you reach Fulong Valley?"

"About tomorrow afternoon."

Qianxin estimated the way.

"Ajiu!"

Feng Wuyou shouted at Helanjiu.
Chapter completed!