Gu Yun stepped on the air from the infinite nightmare and fell into the darkness with heavy heads. His muscles suddenly tense, and his whole body twitched violently, and then woke up in the darkness.

He woke up very quickly, and his soul returned to his position as soon as he opened his eyes, remembering all the things he had not done.

At this moment, someone suddenly put his cold cheek on his forehead, and Gu Yun was stunned - let alone Jiangbei Camp, no one even Xuantie Camp dared to ignore him so much. Then he smelled a smell of peacefulness and had adapted to the poor vision and saw a shadowy outline.

The sweat on Gu Yun's body did not fade, and his forehead exploded, and he felt a layer of cold sweat, thinking: "Why is he here?"

Chang Geng twisted the simple steam lamp on the marching bed, silently took out a hand towel from the basin next to him, and wiped away the cold sweat from Gu Yun's forehead.

Gu Yun's whole body was soft, and there seemed to be an invisible wound buried under his chest. He felt a little bit of force and a dull pain. He fumbled around him for a while, and touched his glass frame in a panic: "I'll do it myself..."

Chang Geng lowered his head and ignored him, pressed his wrist with a light button.

Gu Yun moistened his lips nervously, feeling a little guilty for no reason, and said to himself: "No one is talking nonsense, right?"

At this time, Chang Geng had quickly wiped his body for him, tightened his clothes, and pulled the quilt over and wrapped it tightly. Then he finally raised his head and had a little eye contact with him.

Gu Yun hurriedly took the time to smile at him.

Chang Geng looked at him expressionlessly.

Gu Yun pulled out a hand weakly, held Chang Geng's back neck, gently kneaded it twice, and rubbed his jaw with his fingertips: "Why did you hang your face when you see me? Your adoptive father's erotic love is so quickly?"

"..." Chang Geng suddenly wanted to see how capable he was to pretend, so he asked coldly, "What's going on with you?"

Gu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and recognized his lips, his face said without changing his expression: "Calm cold."

Chang Geng: "…"

He expected Gu Yun to make excuses, but he did not expect that he would make excuses so insincere.

Gu Yun wanted to get over so happily, so he reached out to pat Chang Geng's face: "Come here, let's see if you have lost weight in a while."

Chang Geng slapped his hand away and said angrily: "Gu Zixi!"

Gu Yun immediately adjusted his strategy, frowned, and frowned out of thin air with a sense of military law: "Who chewed you some other tongue? General Zhong just left, is this Jiangbei camp still lawless?"

Chang Geng took a deep breath: "You are in the mourning hall..."

Gu Yun first complained and said solemnly: "Which bastard is the guardian of the mourning hall? Call Yao Chongze over and ask him, it is time for military law to deal with it!"

Chang Geng grinded his teeth gently.

Gu Yun shook his head as if he was real: "The Jiangbei Navy is short of years, so this kind of thing will not happen in Xuantie Camp."

"Is that true?" Chang Geng said with a slight smile, "I am that bastard, what is the coach going to do with me?"

Gu Yun: "..."

At this moment, there were ever-changing changes. The thirty-six strategies of Gu Dashen did not understand what it means to be "silent".

Chang Geng actually had a lot of words to try him, but he knew that he would not be honest about it, and he couldn't bear to say that he was sad to deal with his own injury. He continued to hold back his words. When he was struggling several times, a sudden movement came from outside the tent.

A personal soldier shouted in a hurry outside the commander's tent: "Prince! Your Highness Yan!"

Chang Geng frowned and stood up and came out: "What?"

As he finished speaking, a tremor suddenly came from the ground, and Chang Geng's expression trembled - this kind of vibration would only come when the long cannon landed!

After seeing again, Jiangbei Camp was already brightly lit, the sound of horse hooves was approaching from afar, the iron armor was cold, and the copper roar above his head was buzzing, with the unique dullness of Jiangbei, which was abundant in water vapor, and the muffled thunder came out slowly. Half of the northern Yangtze River seemed to be awakened. The sea dragon on the shore was about to burst out and lit up one steam lamp after another. The cold light pierced the misty water vapor, and the straight light column on the watchtower quickly crossed the entire Jiangbei.

Enemy attack!

Although Gu Yun couldn't hear clearly, he recognized the vibration from the ground and the light shot in from the door. After he arrived in Jiangbei, he strengthened the defense line as soon as possible just to stabilize people's hearts. He did not expect that this extremely calm Western navy would really choose this opportunity to raid the Jiangbei camp at this time.

Sometimes, you have to leave your destiny to do your best. You just need to do everything here, but you don’t know that the enemy is also catching fire in the backyard, and you will burn out a coach with a completely different style without anyone noticing.

Before Gu Yun could think about it, he grabbed the coat and wrapped it on his body. When he got up, he staggered, as if he had just finished eating ten kilograms of soft gluten and almost knelt down.

At this moment, a mysterious eagle flashed in the sky and landed directly at the door of the coach's tent. Before he could speak, the red mark in his hand was quickly removed from his hand and was stepped on by Gu Yun.

Gu Yun struggled to hold the head of the bed and bent down, using the car light to open the barrel. At the same time, the Xuanying quickly reported: "The Grand Marshal, the Eighteen Tribes, under the name of peace talks, sent the dead soldiers and six cars of Ziliujin to our border as bait. After detonating, they exploded a way. Then tens of thousands of elite soldiers came out in full swing, intending to break the net to death."

Gu Yun raised his eyes from the Hongbiao emergency document: "Where is the battle situation? How many casualties?"

Xuanying: "I am walking in a hurry, I don't know!"

Gu Yun calmed down, then gritted his teeth hard, bite his strength, reached out and grabbed the wind-cutting blade hanging on the head of the bed, and ordered: "Get me a set of heavy armor."

At this time, only the heavy armor with its own support can make up for his weakness.

Chang Geng raised his hand to stop the guards' way, turned his head to face Gu Yun, and said in a deep voice: "Zi Xi, you are in charge of the central army, I'll go."

Gu Yun looked at him steadily, his lips pursed slightly - Chang Geng recognized this expression, which was basically a sign of his desire to say "no".

Without waiting for Gu Yun to speak, he said first: "Can't you trust me?"

Gu Yun sighed: "I..."

Chang Geng spread his hand to him: "Give me the wind-cutting blade, I'll go for you. If you still believe me, don't walk out of this tent."

The war in the distance was reflected in Chang Geng's eyes, and his pupils seemed to be on fire, burning a handful of Daliang River that was tortured to death.

Chang Geng tentatively grabbed one end of the wind-cutting blade and slowly and firmly pulled it out of Gu Yun's hand - this was not difficult, Gu Yun's wrist could not lift up his strength, and he still shook slightly.

He held the black iron weapon in his hand, placed it horizontally on his shoulder, and bowed slightly: "I will be the front pawn of the commander."

Gu Yun glanced at him deeply, suddenly turned around, and ordered the Xuanying: "Push the sand table, you come and be the messenger."

Chang Geng took the knife and left.

The Western sea monsters that once crossed the ocean slowly emerged from the foggy river. Under the large shadow, countless short Western dragons as fast as tiger sharks were moving in parallel and slowly approaching. The defense line that Gu Yun arranged earlier responded immediately. While sending out an alarm, the three teams of Jiangbei Daying were waiting to go out in three directions, occupying key ports on the shore, and were hitting the Western navy that was planning to land secretly.

Blood quickly flowed down the river surface, and artillery fire intertwined on the river surface into a brilliant sea of ​​fireworks.

"Don't stop the long cannon," Chang Geng rode his horse out, "When the white rainbow was on the top, all the eagle armors were on standby immediately, give you half a moment to get ready, take off to the range of the white rainbow, and suppress the situation in the air. You must not let the eagle armor on their main sea monster ship go to the sky and nail them to death!"

"The right wing is closed."

"The sea dragons in Hong Kong have prepared gunpowder and set off immediately!"

The messenger around him thought he had heard it wrong: "The prince said that the whole of Hong Kong is going to start a full war?"

Chang Geng lowered his eyes and glanced at him immediately: "To be comprehensive, let foreigners see that Daliang also has a navy."

The weak Daliang naval army was once vulnerable, and even the commander died in battle. In a hurry, he was dismantled by a civil servant who was not even able to ride a horse and fled to the north in a hurry.

A year ago, the old subordinates of the navy, together with the comrades who had lost their organization in all directions, formed a mixed army that could not be more complicated and returned to the place where they were initially humiliated. Many people from the army were seasick, and many people could not find the north when they arrived on the water, and many people could not deal with the complex operation methods of the sea dragon, which was already behind in Daliang...

Now, it seems like a different life.

Since the establishment of the Jiangbei Navy, after two huge reorganizations and reorganizations, Lingshu Yuan has updated the Daliang Navy warships three times behind it, and even sent the amazingly fast "tiger shark" imitation ship in the West before the New Year.

At this time, a rare north wind blew along the river. The everlasting lights burning in the mourning hall of General Zhong illuminated a piece of light. The particularly conspicuous white tent was like a soul-summoning banner in the entire black Jiangbei station, and his heroic spirit was still there.

This knife has been refined and must be used to use the enemy's blood to break the blade.

Gu Yun could not see clearly or hear clearly. He could only judge the distance of the fire by the vibration from his feet. He was not even in front of the formation, but he was not panicked at all. Xuanying was shocked to find that the entire Jiangbei defense was all in his mind, wherever he was stronger and wherever he was weak, wherever the enemy would choose to make a breakthrough, etc. He expected that it was not a small difference.

Since he had handed over the command of the front line to Chang Geng, Gu Yun simply generously gave him all unreserved trust, without any order, and he could coordinate the three armies in Jiangbei.

Gu Yun monitored the overall situation, while calculating the distribution of purple gold and ammunition in various places. At the same time, he held a red mark emergency case from northern Xinjiang, and his efforts had already divided into two groups and landed on the entire territory of Daliang.

The Westerners were caught off guard this time and sent troops to the barbarians. In the final analysis, it was to strive for negotiation interests. If the northern battlefield could withstand, these Westerners would be jumping clowns, and if the northern battlefield failed-

The north of Jiangbei was filled with artillery fire, and the northern border was boiling in silver.

Calais Yinghe used the dead soldiers and his son to open the way, and a fire detonated a liang of gold and a liang of oil purple gold. Then a large number of Northern Barbarian warriors rushed out like crazy, as if they were about to burn both jade and stone.

Chen Yi made a quick decision and retreated more than ten miles to the Xuantie Camp that had penetrated the enemy's hinterland, and launched a rush to the snow.

The quality of Xuantie Camp is indescribable, and it almost turned the barbarians into a thin line with a single shadow.

The barbarians changed their faces faster than reading books. The troops in the northern border were already accustomed to Fanglin's style of turning against each other. With a signal from the Xuantie Camp, they immediately started to mobilize them.

He Ronghui and Chen Yi have been working together for many years, and there is no need to say that the tacit understanding is that reinforcements quickly keep up and cross-sections from the elongated front.

Unexpectedly, the Calais Yinghuo saved all the money. The light cavalry opened it and exposed several heavy chariots that he had not been willing to take out for many years. Hundreds of armor came out in full swing and pushed a large net with firepower, hitting the black iron camp like a black whirlwind, and the front line was stalemate.

In less than half an hour, the Northern Barbarians also arrived - but not people or steel armor, but a large number of purple gold escort vehicles. A large number of purple gold escorts turned into steam on the front line of the northern border. The fierce and cold white-haired wind could not sweep away the blazing heat. The temperature rose sharply, and a large area of ​​ice and snow turned into hot springs and scattered into the dry earth. The white fog in the sky swallowed the surroundings into a misty area. The purple flames formed a tragic wonder between the world.

When the iron armor is slightly closer, the temperature on the surface will begin to burn. The barbarians regard their cars, their people, and their hearts of the earth as fuel, and are constantly pushed out by the Beiman Da, using this fireworks to open the way.
Chapter completed!