Pingcheng City Tower.

Wang Er held his head up with passion and waved his stern pride.

All of them unfold the achievements of every Chinese hero in his past life and the great contributions of this life in front of Lian Po.

"On that day, General Huo Qubing broke through ten cities in one day and took Chang'an directly, and Zhongzhou was shocked!"

"On that day, General Bai Qi conquered the city and took every step of the camp, and captured all ten cities under his command, stabilizing the situation in the central region."

"On that day, the powerful gathered outside Chang'an City and called General Huo Qubing, but was defeated by General Bai Qi. The powerful and powerful, Zhang Mazi, who is known as the second king in the central region, was even more panicked and immediately withdrew his troops to the old nest. He still dared not yet

out!"

......

Each deed is like a series of hammers that keep hammering in Lian Po’s heart.

For generals, dying on the battlefield is the best destination.

As soon as he was born, he faced such a prosperous era of conquering each other's cities and lands, and was in a country with a generation of geniuses with various great achievements.

How could he not be excited?

Although Lian Po is old, he is still able to eat.

This is a lament and an ideal.

Even though he is old, he still has the strength to go to the battlefield. His only destination is his destination.

Lian Po, whose face turned red, paced back and forth, and took a few long sighs from his heart, but he was still very cold and passionate.

After several rounds and turns, he suddenly turned his head to look at the black-faced man Wang Er, with a gleam in his eyes.

He didn't say anything, but the wind was rising under his feet, and he strode close to Wang Er and grabbed his arm.

"But what kind of heroes are there? Tell me quickly and listen to me! When I return to Yanhuang City, I will come to visit me one by one."

Lian Po is proud and proud, but he is the hero who has knotted the most in his life and admires the accomplished hero.

Otherwise, there would be no such thing as "betraying a thorn and apologizing for guilt" that has been passed down through the ages.

Wang Er pursed his lips and pretended to be mysterious.

"Of course there is another hero, and my subordinates have not mentioned it yet!"

"In the eyes of his subordinates, he is no weaker than the generals above!"

"Who is it? Tell me quickly!" Lian Po was a martial artist. He was so excited that he couldn't grasp his strength, so he lifted Wang Er up.

As Wang Er kept taking a breath, he came to his senses and smiled and carefully put him down.

Wang Er hugged his arm and showed a reluctant smile.

Then he told the last hero.

"Vehicle Lian Po!"

Without waiting for Lian Po to react, he immediately told Lian Po about his achievements in his previous life.

"The purity and tranquility are solemn, and the aura is so strong. Everyone is sincere and loyal to each other, and they are both male and female. They are hired and returned to the jade, and they are easy to communicate with the Mianchi. They are afraid of carrying thorns, and they are quick to work. They are determined to protect the border and make decisions, and they are the best for the pastor."

In just two short sentences, it will be revealed to Lian Po’s lifelong achievements.

Short speech but strong power.

Lian Po was slightly shocked and could not speak for a long time.

After a moment of pause, Wang Er spoke again.

"Now, the general of the Chinese, broke his grave and came out, guarded Pingcheng, and retreated to Tiefutu."

"The first battle in Zhongzhou will be launched and you will win!"

Wang Er's voice was loud and came out quickly in the quiet Pingcheng like a stone falling into the water.

After a quiet gap, I immediately received a boiling response.

"Big victory! Big victory! Big victory!"

This is the sound of the city guards.

"Big victory! Big victory! Big victory!"

Then go to the entire army.

"Big victory! Big victory! Big victory!"

The people's shouts made the whole city boil.

They firmly believe that this white-haired veteran who crawled out of the grave could save them three times and defeat Tiefutu.

Because he is a famous general of the Dragon Clan, a general of China, and a person entrusted by his own king.

In the shouts of hope.

Lian Po's body trembled slightly, his eyes widened, and he remained silent for a long time.

The golden light shield covering Pingcheng became brighter and brighter, and at the same time it made a light sound.

It is impossible for a famous general and a man who stands tall and upright to cry.

Men have their own way of expression.

After silence, Lian Po's slightly hoarse voice came.

"How long will it take for General Temujin to arrive at the border?"

Wang Er dared not be negligent and blurted out.

"The teleportation has already begun to be held to nearby Shucheng and Licheng, and it can be all teleported in about three quarters of an hour."

Lian Po nodded without saying a word, walked alone to the place where he had just sat, picked up a long silver-black knife and crossed it in front of his chest.

Slowly pull out the long sword full of danger.

"Tiefutu will be buried in the border of China."

His voice was low. Although he spoke to Wang Er, he said more to himself.

Boring--

Pushing the long knife into the scabbard, Lian Po issued an order with a heavy nasal voice.

"Notify all armies to strengthen the defense of each city wall, and the swords and axes guard when they are at the gate, the archers and gunners... climb the city tower to watch."

"And... without my order, no attack or out of the city...no action is allowed."

"No!" Wang Er saluted with a serious expression.

......

The dusk mist is heavy.

In this atmosphere of high alert, the sunset gradually sets.

The night is approaching.

There was no movement outside the Pingcheng, and Lian Po kept sitting on the city tower without saying a word.

Wang Er, who had arranged many things, appeared.

"General, General Temujin is ready for the army to prepare two cities."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lian Po opened his eyes like lightning.

"Genghis Khan..." Little words were said, Lian Po stopped resting and got up and walked to the city tower.

Look into the distance.

Wang Er followed immediately.

He has been taken as a close friend by Lian Po and served him, so it is not a violation of the rules when he asks.

"General, will they attack after returning to Tiefutu twice?"

Lian Po still looked outside the city and spoke firmly.

“Yes.”

Tiefutu has not shown any more for a long time, unlike their style.

Wang Er didn't understand the reason.

"Why is this? Since you can't attack the city, Tiefutu can turn to attack other cities, and there is no need to consume it with us."

Lian Po smiled.

"You open the map and see where I am Pingcheng."

Wang Er took out a sheepskin map from his big sleeve in confusion.

"Pingcheng...adjacent to Dayan, it is the city on the border of China. There are Shucheng on both sides, Licheng..."

He described the geographical location of Pingcheng.
To be continued...