Five miles north of Tuer Mountain.

"Your Highness, it's been half an hour, and no reinforcements have come from Bran. And the Wilderness Wolf Cavalry just came to report that the last batch of reinforcements from the other side, the heavy cavalry brigade has returned... It seems that they should have given up on this group of Bran soldiers."

"Swish, the Brands are unfaithful and hypocritical and afraid of death!"

"Haha, I can't say that, Uncle Xiong. This is a war, and it's also a wise decision."

"Yes, I can't say that. You must know that the holy objects we are holding now are also the credit of the Bran people."

"Uh...well, I'm talking about the vast majority of Brans..."

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All of the above are Manyu conversations, which sound a bit vague, just like everyone has a walnut stuffed into their mouths.

Because the Northern Wilderness royal family is vigorously promoting Bran culture, Bran's official term has been greatly promoted in that wilderness. Anyone with a certain identity among the Northern Wilderness people can basically say something. Of course, young people must be the most important. As for older people, such as the old generals in the Northern Wilderness who are wearing high-end armor, their habits are difficult to change and their learning ability is indeed greatly reduced, so when they get together, they are familiar with the Mandarin language.

Oh, by the way, there are not many veterans in the Northern Wilderness. There is still a young man, a beautiful woman with soft and perfect facial features similar to the face of Bran. And it must be said that even Bran has few beauties of this level in China. It is just that because she has a strange look on her nose, she has slightly covered her perfect face.

Even though she is young, she is wearing the highest armor. From the surrounding old generals of the Northern Wilderness, she can tell that her status is extraordinary. When she hears the title of "Your Highness", everything will be obvious...

Today, the Queen of Northern Wilderness has only two sons, one man and one woman, Tiwu and Lansha. Then this young beauty with a gentle face in Bran is naturally His Highness Lansha!

Raise the bamboo tube-shaped thing in his hand. The veteran general who was called Uncle Xiong by Lansha pointed his hands at the sky with both hands, and looked fanatical and admiring: "Thank you for the gift of the great god of the wilderness, this is the best gift that the people in the Northern Wilderness have received in hundreds of years."

"The Great God of Wildness is here!" Everyone pointed at the sky and agreed. Then a middle-aged barbarian general thought of something, looked at Lansha, smiled and added, "I think we should also thank His Highness Lansha. It was she who borrowed wisdom from the Great God of Wildness that brought us this gift."

“It makes sense!”

"And that old man Bran...Ma, Xiu, Man." He read the name of Bran in a strange tone and grinned, "There is nothing more pleasant to hit Bran with the hand of the Bran. Haha..."

Amid the laughter, Lan Sha pursed her lips and gently pushed the strange thing on the bridge of her nose. That is, the glasses frame, echoing with a strange smile, another figure flashed in her heart. The wild divine eyes... You invented the telescope. So you are the wild god? Haha...

Needless to say, Lansha is naturally thinking about Tang En now.

The news about Tang En, after he made a huge earth-shaking noise and successfully escaped from the imperial city, was ordered to blockade by the Queen of Northern Wilderness. The traces left by Tang En in the imperial city, such as glasses, telescopes and other things, were gradually cleared.

After all, no matter what, the Crazy Eagle Tribe is one of the most numerous clans in the Northern Wilderness, but Tang En slapped to death when he was about to leave. Lan Bitter, the son of the Crazy Eagle, and this grudge broke out. Even the Queen of the Northern Wilderness had to consider the influence and simply wiped out Tang En's traces completely...

It is precisely because of this. The honor of the invention of glasses and telescopes can only fall on Lansha. As for Matthew Man, it was completely the result of Lansha's struggle. The idea was very simple, just to give this friend Tang En the only friend he met in the Northern Imperial City a chance to rise to the top. This is also a compensation for her after stealing the honor...

After chatting and laughing for a while, he saw that there was indeed no sign of additional reinforcements from Bran. Uncle Xiong, who was as strong as a bear, looked at Tuer Mountain in the distance. He stepped forward and asked for instructions respectfully: "Your Highness, can you order the men to level the mountain now?"

Since reinforcements do not come, it is of course useless to keep this bait. In such a simple situation, I think any low-level barbarian officer can understand it and order it to be cleared. But now this old barbarian general with obvious status is asking Lansha for this, and his attitude is extremely respectful. The things here are worthy of fun...

You should know that although status can win respect, it may not necessarily win respect. Especially now, these veteran generals who are experienced in many battles, they are pragmatic and pay more attention to the outcome of the war, casualties of soldiers, etc. than pleasing the royal family.

But now, this old barbarian general took a very low attitude of convincingness to ask Lansha for advice, and the barbarian generals around him looked like they should be so normal... If there was a general Bran here, and seeing this scene, you would probably be able to see something from this.

Yes, Lansha's current identity is not only His Royal Highness, but also the Supreme Commander who led the Northern Wilderness Army to launch a large-scale attack and made Bran feel embarrassed!

The hundreds of thousands of barbarian troops gathered by tribes of the Northern Wilderness were commanded by a young woman who looked delicate. I think even if it was to be told to the generals of the Bran legions, no one would choose to believe this situation.

But that's the truth!

Because the situation is very good now; because where they are standing is the territory of Bran, or the hinterland of the Zichen Legion defense zone they have been to in the future; and because under Lansha's command, they fought all the way, and it took only less than half a month to defeat the numerous results that had been hard for two months or even longer...

Therefore, the barbarian generals were very convinced! This convincing was not about status, just because a general respected the marshal who could always lead them to win battles!

However, the marshal who was perfectly recognized was a little distracted at this moment. He waited for the somewhat awkward veteran barbarian general to call him a few times before he came to his senses.

Subconsciously, he looked up at Tuer Mountain in the distance. Not many soldiers from the Northern Wilderness surrounded the mountain, walking around leisurely and casually, and obviously had no intention of attacking the mountain for a while. The Bran soldiers who fought for beasts on the mountain seemed extremely busy, digging trenches, cutting trees and piled up simple fortifications, etc.

Wave your hand casually, "Attack! Pay attention to the control intensity, leave it to the other party on the east side to make a breakthrough. Remember, don't do it too obviously. In addition, inform the Eastern peripheral troops to open the gap. If you encounter a small group of Bran teams that escape, you don't need to chase them."

"Okay...why? Isn't it better to kill them all?" I probably felt that I was a little stiff and scratched my head, "Sorry, Your Highness, I just asked casually."

"Haha, it's okay. Uncle Xiong." Lan Sha waved his hand without caring and explained with a smile, "The reason is very simple. There are no traces of Bran's army coming to reinforce in the east. Well, if you are always trapped on the battlefield and are isolated and helpless, the troops that should have come to rescue will not appear for a long time. Finally, in desperation, they had to abandon most of the soldiers and cut off their backs, watching them surrounded and killed, and they could only lead the remnants to break through. Then they went back by luck and realized that they had been abandoned by their superiors... What would you feel?"

The old barbarian general's eyes suddenly turned red when he heard this, and he roared fiercely: "I will unscrew the head of that misty superior! I dare to be secretly behind my back, and I'm looking for death..."

"Just like this. Uncle Xiong, and your superior is me." Lan Sha had no choice but to touch her forehead.

"Ah...yes, sorry, Your Highness, I didn't mean that, really..." After coming back to his senses, the veteran barbarian suddenly felt ashamed and kept slapping and sorry.

"Haha, just kidding. Don't mind Uncle Xiong." After blinking, Lansha suddenly asked, "Do you understand now?"

The old barbarian general was stunned, then slapped his hair and shrugged his head and said excitedly: "I understand Your Highness, I'll do it now."

After the words came, he licked his lips. The old barbarian general who showed a little bloodthirsty and ferocious look was about to turn to find someone to convey the order, a middle-aged man next to him suddenly flicked his eyes and asked in confusion. "Hey, whose team is that?"

In the wilderness of Tuer Mountain, about a thousand barbarians ran wildly in the eastern wilderness of Tuer Mountain, crossing the battlefield with their swords pointed directly at the foot of Tuer Mountain.

The sudden barbarian army was obviously larger than both sides expected, which made the Bran Great Sword Group on the mountain even more nervous, and made the barbarian team that had originally besieged the foot of the mountain confused. After a moment of pause, the latter sent several teams to negotiate. However, this did not stop the opponent's charge. It only slowed down for a while, and the more than a thousand barbarians appeared remained unchanged and quickly crossed the foot of the mountain. Then they shouted together, raised the iron rod and axe, and rushed towards the fragile defense that the Bran Corps had set up in a hurry...

Besieged on the mountain was a Bran Great Sword Group. Although they had a good geographical location, their combat effectiveness was obviously much weaker than that of the strong barbarians. In addition, the casualties were not light and the number of people was not advantageous. The battle situation naturally showed a one-sided crushing situation.

"Roar - this is a fight for military achievements!" The roared and roared. When the old barbarian general saw this, he was furious. "Which team is this? Who asked him to come? I want to kill him!"

"Isn't this a mess? I have to deal with it!"

"No, we have teams on the periphery..."

The condemnation roared, and the senior barbarian generals were instantly angry at the more than a thousand barbarians who crossed the battlefield without hesitation to seize military achievements. They were not surprised by such a mess in the past. Because the combat style of the barbarian army at that time was a swarm of war. As for military achievements, they were quick and slow, and whoever got it was the one who got it. However, after Lansha managed the army and the generals tasted the sweetness, they hated this situation of disrupting military deployment.

At this moment, a hesitant voice sounded, "This... isn't His Highness Tiwu's team?"

After the words were finished, the generals suddenly stopped angrily. The generals came to their senses and looked at each other, and they couldn't help but shut their mouths. Yes, because they wanted to trap the lonely army and fight reinforcements to death, there were their people guarding each other in every direction outside Tuer Mountain. Logically speaking, this group of more than a thousand teams shouldn't have appeared here, but if this group of teams were His Highness Tiwu's people, then everything wouldn't be surprising...

Of course, the supreme commander of the Northern Wilderness Army this time was indeed His Highness Lansha. But Tiwu's identity was also really difficult. Although according to vague rumors, Tiwu should have been born to the Queen and the Demon Ziyi, and has half of the Branian bloodline, which is the so-called bastard. But as long as the Queen does not admit this for a day, they will really have to maintain respect for His Highness Tiwu.

What's more, this matter obviously involves the secrets of the royal family. Anyone with a little brain knows that you should not gossip around, otherwise a disaster will inevitably come.

"Even His Highness Tiwu's people can't do anything randomly." He was still angry, but the veteran barbarian general's tone became significantly weaker, and he secretly glanced at Lansha's face.

Lansha looked as usual and shook her head: "My brother is still fighting against the Thunder Legion on the Western Front. This is definitely not his idea, it should be just his subordinates' actions. Forget it, it's not a big deal, let him go."

He paused and said seriously, "Okay, inform all the troops to set off immediately. When the night money is in progress, be sure to push the front line forward fifty kilometers. Then Uncle Xiong, a level will appear in front of your army. You can try to launch several waves of attacks. It is best to be able to fight and build fortifications on the spot. It doesn't matter if you can't fight. The most important thing is to attract Zichen heavy cavalry stationed in the canyon 30 kilometers away. Then Uncle Hai, you will take advantage of the opportunity to enter and attack the rear towns. The reinforcements will arrive within two hours..."

There is no map in hand, no follower to provide relevant information. Or, no one needs to provide it. All maps, information, etc. are arranged in an orderly manner in Lansha's mind, constantly splicing and combining, like a precision machine with excellent operation. After deep processing of these things, they are transformed into extremely specific and even a bit cumbersome commands.

The whole scene is Lan Sha speaking clearly to the Howling Cold Wind, which is a bit funny and even more ridiculous.

But the barbarian generals did not show any abnormal expressions at this scene. They listened carefully and remembered in detail, without making any sounds during this period, for fear of disturbing anything. They looked like a group of well-behaved apprentices.

After a while, when Lansha's last sentence confirmed that the question was completed, the generals nodded, "Yes! I understand!"

Perhaps this operation in Tuershan in front of me was not Tiwu's idea. But if Tiwu hadn't said anything before, a low-level commander of a small thousand-person team would dare to offend His Highness Lansha? This is obviously unreasonable... However, the generals naturally would not say anything about it. Seeing that Lansha was deliberately distracting the topic and talking about war, they said goodbye and turned back to their troops after receiving the order.

After the senior generals dispersed, the young barbarian who had been guarding nearby looked like a guard came over.

He is also an old acquaintance. Andrei, the chief guard of the Beihuang Imperial City. When Tang En first met Lansha, Andrei was the personal guard beside Lansha. He was also acquainted with him without fighting. Tang En had a good relationship with him. After entering the Beihuang Imperial City, he had also received his care.

"Your Highness, you shouldn't have to bear it. Your Highness Tiwu is demonstrating to you." The relationship is different. Those senior generals dare not say some words, but Andre, who is the person around Lansha, did not take such care of it, and he was very angry and directly pointed out.

"It's not that serious, Andrei just robbed a small military achievement." Lansha replied lightly after pushing the mirror frame.

"No, Your Highness, you know very well. This is not just a matter of fighting for military achievements, but a temptation from His Highness Tiwu. If Your Highness gives in, he will be even more presumptuous..."

"Enough!" Taking a breath slightly, Lansha looked at Tu'er Mountain, which had already become quiet in the distance, and the figures of soldiers cleaning the battlefield on it, and said, "What do you want me to do? Take this team of thousands of people, and then completely get up with Tiwu on the battlefield with Bran?"

After a pause, Andre still stubbornly said: "At least, your highness should be tougher! Your Highness, you are the supreme commander whom the Queen personally enthroned. No matter what, Your Highness Tiwu is just your subordinate. But now, he has crossed the line!"

"I know...I know..." Lansha murmured repeatedly as if she was perfunctory, and then suddenly turned around, "I heard that after this war, you are going to propose to Sini?"

Xini, Lansha's little follower, is also an old acquaintance.

"Uh... Your Highness, you are changing the subject." After a moment of silence, Andre sighed helplessly.

"Is it that obvious? But I'm really curious... Otherwise, you answer my question first, and then I'll tell you what I think? Don't worry, I will never cheat, and swear as the great god of wilderness!"

"Forget it... you said that too last time..."

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Well, let's stay away from the untrustworthy women here.

It should be clear that when this terrifying woman like a machine officially started to operate, cold commands without any emotion were like sharp sharp knives with bright blades, shattering Bran's defense line into pieces and shattering!

This is an incomparable talent, and it is also a natural battlefield handsome guy!

There is no doubt that a handsome man with such talent is definitely difficult to produce in a century. Unfortunately, such a person did not appear in Bran, nor in the gray army.

Therefore, Bran's current situation is very embarrassing. It is no exaggeration to say that they have now fallen into the lowest trough in the history of fighting with the Northern Wilderness in a century. What's even more terrible is that after losing Zi Yi, the military god, the invincible Zi Chen Legion seems to have become less magical. In fact, the front line legions are now retreating the deepest and the most casualties are the Zi Chen Legion...

Therefore, the current situation of the Gray-Clothed Army is a bit embarrassing. The Gray-Clothed Army soldiers have a firm belief in combat that far exceeds that of soldiers of various forces in the mainland, and their morale is even more high. They also have the purple-bore cannon, a powerful weapon that can change the war pattern, which is the prototype of a victorious army no matter how you look at it. But they lack a general talent who can take overall strategy. Therefore, after the start of the situation is unstoppable, they have to enter a relatively difficult period of choice...
Chapter completed!