After saying this, she ignored the surprised Ouyang Yufei and continued her carpentry work.
The mountain breeze blows, the treetops rustle, and the air is extremely fresh.
Three days later, Liuyue's carpenter completed the work.
Ouyang Yufei looked inexplicably at the thing that was created and left alone by Liu Yue on the top of the mountain. He exhausted his thoughts and couldn't figure out what the four images could do.
While Liuyue was busy with carpentry crafts, the battlefield was changing rapidly, and Xuanyuan Che and the Southern Song Dynasty were already in full swing.
The battlefield stretches vertically and horizontally, winding for dozens of miles.
The sky was bright that day, and the sunlight was projected from the deep blue sky and began to radiate heat.
War drums roared, and thousands of troops roared and moved.
Another head-to-head confrontation.
Tianchen's entire army came out, and Xuanyuan Che personally took the lead.
The killings were overwhelming and the plains were filled with bloodshed.
The horse galloped forward and rushed to the side of Xuanyuan Che who was commanding from the center. Liu Yue rode the horse and stood still.
Xuanyuan Che stood on the chariot, his iron-colored armor flashing in the golden light, exuding a stern and iron killing aura, majestic.
Wherever the soft sword in his hand is directed, thousands of soldiers and horses move in unison.
After swinging his sword, Xuanyuan Che looked around the battlefield, then turned his head and glanced at Liu Yue, who was coming over.
Liuyue raised her eyebrows at Xuanyuan Che and said nothing. She just rode her horse closer to Xuanyuan Che's chariot.
The exchange of words was silently exchanged in that glance.
The fighting was fierce, and the sounds of bloodlust came one after another.
Throughout the ages, the most heroic things have been fighting on the battlefield.
I saw cold swords and spears, glowing with an eerie light in the gorgeous golden sunlight, mercilessly moving horizontally and vertically.
The blood splashed out along with the cold light and sprinkled into the sky, like a thin layer of red mist, blocking the sunlight, so beautiful, but so cruel.