Luo Jia sat on a very wide platform next to the beacon tower. It was a platform made of huge stones, which was faintly vaguely with the style of the Great Wall of Qin bricks and Han tiles.

Such a desert outside the border is majestic, but it is too bitter and cold.

The first time I seriously thought about the problem about Luoyang - is it true that the northern country is always trapped in Pingcheng?

In this way, you will never truly become the overlord of the world.

To make the northern country strong, we can only look at Luoyang.

He took out the hut and blew it up.

The sound of Hu Ba is desolate and gloomy in the dark night, and it is a bit sad.

A husband, a resentful woman.

What else can be more painful than war?

Even the king who is the most powerful in the world can't help but feel chilled on such a battlefield.

At this moment, a night spy arrived quickly.

"Your Majesty, urgent military information."

"Quick, upload now."

"Speak to Your Majesty, and find the enemy's troops ahead to advance quickly..."

“Where did you go?”

“It’s 100 miles away.”

It came so fast.

Luo Jia felt a stern.

It only took one day to come so quickly?

"Lu Li, Yi Hun, prepare for the battle right away."

"yes."

Luo Jia raked his horse on his body.

He wore a light armor. Under the moonlight, he emitted a silver cold light. At this moment, the former god of war was resurrected.

The mane of the red rabbit horse shook in the cold wind.

Wei Chen and Zhang Jie, one left and one right, protected him closely. Behind him were twenty-eight cavalry and iron cavalry; according to the arrangement of the twenty-eight constellations, there was no confusion at all.

In front, there were 20,000 heavily armored cavalrymen who had quickly put on their armor and lined up into a surging camp, black and iron wall.

Then, the wind and sand rolled up.

The sky was filled with sand and stones, and even the moonlight was blocked.

The wind rolls the sand and the majestic sprint.

Rumbles in.
Chapter completed!