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"Only those who serve as soldiers can complement each other and become the right way!"

Since there is a military inheritance like the descendants of Wu Sheng in the Hundred Saints Alliance, the younger generations who follow Hong Yi will naturally not miss the Wu family who are familiar with military books.

However, everyone only saw Wu Hao who was leading the army in front, but ignored the fact that he had been by Hong Yi, and there were not even a few who knew his real name... Wu Ming!

Unlike Mingde, who has the potential to write a book and pass on the biography, Hong Yi brought Wu Ming by his side because his military strategy had already entered the door.

People from aristocratic families are precocious, and the various aristocratic families are the pinnacles of aristocratic families. The young people among them are extremely calm, but like Wu Ming, they admire the most, the strategist who had been in the troubled times in the past, but finally survived to nearly a hundred years old.

You should know that the man in history has mixed reputations and defected to his lord several times in order to save his life, he even used many evil measures, and has always been known as the "poison warrior".

If Wu Minghui admires such ancestors, he can know that his nature is also quite cold and selfish, and he is so smart that he is extremely smart.

Hong Yi, who had already mastered the art of identifying people, also saw this. Even after coming to Poma City, he gave him all the tactical and strategic arrangements.

Because Hong Yi understands one thing.

As long as Wu Ming takes action, the first thing he considers is how to defeat his opponents in every way and save his own people. As for reputation, he never cares about the consequences.

For Hong Yi, who also doesn't care about his reputation, he is the most suitable strategist to appear in Poma City.

"The shield soldiers were oppressed on the front, leaving a trace of flaw, but the latter directly cracked violently, which was a trick that was extremely wrong. The most suitable situation in Poma City today..."

At some point, Hong Yi had already appeared beside Wu Ming, commenting on the unexpected huge rock from the sky that he had just made.

You must know that this time, not only did the elites of the Yuantu Grassland Tribe kill, but even the leaders of several tribes died directly under the huge rocks.

Although those tribal leaders are all masters who have already entered the realm of Martial Saint with half a foot, for the huge rocks falling from the sky, they are already weighing thousands of pounds and have a speed and power bonus.

It's more than tens of thousands of power when it falls?

Not to mention that more than a dozen fell at the same time, the sound was no less than the collapse of the hill.

The power of ten thousand pounds of arms does not mean that their bodies can resist the same power. Without entering the realm of Martial Saint, cleaning the marrow and changing blood, then they will not be able to block the power of the huge stone weighing tens of thousands of pounds. It is expected that they will die on the spot.

After all, no one has ever been so reckless that he smashed the catapult directly into the gate of his own city wall.

Unexpected hands will bring unexpected results.

This not only allowed the coalition forces of the Yuantu Grassland Tribe to subside, but also made the broken city gates of Poma City once again pile up defenses.

"Wu Ming, your plan is still so complete!"

After taking a picture of this young man who was not very good-looking but had only a pair of eyes that made people impressive, Hong Yi looked into the distance.

"It's good if you die. If you die, you will have pressure there. If you have pressure, you will take action. If you have action, you will have flaws!"

Then he pursed his lips.

"But I still have to be careful that they are anxious and will leave it to you here!"

He threw out the token representing the city guard. Hong Yi moved his footsteps and left Poma City directly and headed towards a valley near Jishui on the Rocking Plain.

Only Wu Ming, who had a helpless face, touched his head.

'I'm just a white Ding, what's the use of even having this token representing the tiger talisman? Yi Sheng, you left me a big trouble...'

Now that the battle of Pocheng was repelled, the morale in Poma City is available.

The coalition forces outside will also retreat for a while, at least in the past few days, it will be safe for Boma City, so Wu Ming was not worried about anything. He put the token in his arms, then found a direction and went to bed by himself.

Only a few senior officials left in Poma City, but they could not find the city guard or Hong Yi. They could only restorate the city gate according to their previous arrangements and appease the people in the city.

By the way, gather all available materials, arrows, and weapons, and wait for the next time they are activated.

...

The battle of Poma City has come to an end.

Zhelong and Guerbe were still hesitating. Although one of the tribe seemed to have been knocked out of the city and suffered a lot of losses, they actually still retained a lot of strength.

They were also considering whether to end it, go out directly to finish it, or continue to wait, so that Poma City and these grassland tribes can continue to fight.

According to their ideas, these grassland tribes will suffer some losses by attacking Macheng and losing some people, so that they can see their status as cannon fodder and be more at ease.

Although Doer said he wanted to clean them up before coming, if he could completely subdue these tribes, it would be considered a cleanup of things, right?

But now they have suffered a loss, but they have also broken a corner of Poma City. If they can take the opportunity to remove the nail Poma City, the effect will be excellent.

So even if they are proficient in military calligraphy and military techniques, they are hesitating about what to choose.

At this moment, Gulbet, who was extremely sensitive to time, suddenly frowned.

"A quarter of an hour has passed, why haven't Mulimu and the others come back yet?"

I had asked my personal guards to dispatch the army to prepare for possible battles. Now that this has been so long, it is time for two or three to go back and forth.

After Guerbe's body shape, Zhelong also noticed an abnormality, especially since he was close to the peak of the Martial Saint, with keen senses and alertness in his mind.

After realizing the abnormality, the blinded mind kept reminding him that things had changed.

"not good!"

The two of them looked at each other and they had already made a decision.

As a result, they had the style of a general. They didn't even look back and took the remaining guards directly to the camp of the Yuan-Turkish coalition on the banks of Jishui.

The forces and figures that can be removed from the elite they brought silently cannot be solved by their current power.

The first time they realized the difference in strength between the enemy and us, both of them chose the possibility of the greatest chance of survival!

run!

Just after they ran out for ten miles, a group of people who came specifically looked at the messy horse hooves and showed murderous intentions.

"Catch up!"

The scent of blood almost covered every inch of their skin. For this day, they have been waiting for a long time. How could they let go of their biggest prey?
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