Tianchen, he is not the only one who can charge and kill the enemy.
He has already won the most critical battle. If they can't continue to fight, they will be just a bunch of losers.
In one month, Tianchen passed through the border and killed almost half of the world in the Southern Song Dynasty.
On the other hand, Yunzhao also sent his troops straight in, quite competing with Tianchen to see who could reach the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty first.
The battlefield is in full swing.
Everything that goes smoothly cannot stop going smoothly.
The Southern Song Dynasty was close to the sea and had many rivers winding away, untouched by the flames of war.
On this day, the sky was blue, and big clouds were floating in the sky, in groups and in groups.
A pool of clear water runs across Chaocheng and flows downstream.
There are thick reeds on the shore, birds are jumping on the reeds by the river, flying on the green grass, and wild flowers are everywhere, brilliant and colorful.
Compared to the raging war, it was a different scene.
And in this quiet scene of troubled times, a small fishing boat was floating on the river. Two fishermen on the boat were fishing leisurely and leisurely.
"Chaocheng's Baihua Brewing, you can't drink it anywhere else, come and try it." The deep voice echoed in the beautiful mountains and clear waters, and it sounded extremely refreshing.
Ordinary clothes can't cover up that charming and amazing appearance, isn't that who Xuanyuan Che is?
Liuyue, who was sitting cross-legged on the bow of the boat and dressed in men's clothing, heard this, reached out to take it, raised the glass and drank the wine in one gulp, then said: "Just a taste."
She can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, but that doesn't mean she can tell the difference between good and bad. Wine is just okay, but water and wine are incompetent for her.
Xuanyuan Che burst out laughing when he heard this, raised the wine glass in his hand, changed the subject and said, "I'm counting on you for lunch today, please concentrate."
Early this morning, he received the good news that the front line was approaching the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty. As a king, the purpose of this moment was to celebrate in advance.