The two of them ran all the way for more than ten days, and finally arrived at a small town. In the past ten days, Bei Chenfeng and Murong Tian ran all the way, and nothing happened along the way. It was very uneventful. But
When they arrived at this small town, Beichen Feng felt that something was wrong. The place was prosperous and it seemed that it had not been affected by the war. But the more this happened, the more Beichen Feng felt that something was wrong. There was a war in the north, but here it seemed the same as usual. This made Beichen
Feng was very confused. You should know that this place is only a few hundred miles away from Northern Xinjiang. "Murong, this place is so prosperous, and it seems that it has not been affected by the war at all." Beichen Feng said doubtfully. Murong Tian looked around and smiled: "You
Haven’t you noticed that there are a lot of people here? A small city with a radius of a hundred miles has a population that is almost as big as God’s. Do you think it can’t be prosperous?”
Beichen Feng realized and said with a smile: "It seems that all the big clans in Northern Xinjiang have moved here, but it is not safe here. It is less than five hundred miles away from Northern Xinjiang. The Zhanbei Dynasty lived in the north, and the army used war cavalry as its main weapon.
Lord, one day is enough for this to happen. If they are all good horses, it will only take half a day." Murong Tian thought about it: "My horse is Molong, your horse Zhui Feng, they are all good horses, nothing else.
It is said that it is no problem to travel a thousand miles a day. We rode from Yujian Pavilion for seventeen days without stopping, which means that we have traveled at least more than 20,000 miles. But we haven't reached Northern Xinjiang yet. It seems too...
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Bei Chenfeng smiled and said: "Do you know what Northern Xinjiang is? Northern Xinjiang is a general name. If placed on a flat surface, its width is about five thousand miles." Murong Tian was stunned: "Five thousand miles? That's it.
It is said that the depth of the battlefield is more than ten thousand miles." Beichen Feng said with a smile: "Something has happened this time. Let's go, we still have to get to the front line!" As he said that, Beichen Feng galloped on his horse, and Murong Tian smiled and followed.
.A white horse, a boy in white, a black horse, and a boy in black, the two of them chase each other, running towards the front...
Eastern Empire, east of the imperial capital, is Sima City. Sima City was built specifically for the Sima family by the Dongfang family. The city's specifications are not much worse than those of the imperial capital. In the Sima family's mansion, there are three people above the main hall, and one is Nian Xiang, who is sitting at the head.
Half a hundred frail scholars, a young woman sitting aside and a man in Tsing Yi standing behind. This seemingly frail scholar is Sima Zhifang. He seems to be frail, but he has led the army with wisdom to defeat the Zhanbei Empire army several times; while sitting there
The woman on the side is Sima Zhifang's only child, Sima Lian. "Lian'er, our Sima family has been passed down from generation to generation. Although you are a woman, my husband knows that you are no worse than a man! This time, there is another disaster in the Eastern Empire.
The Zhanbei Empire attacks again, Lian'er, this time, I want you to go for my father. Our Sima family has always been loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and we cannot fall behind this time. Although you are a woman, my father wants you to show your respect to me, Sima.
The majesty of our family, I want to let the Zhanbei family know through you that as long as our Sima family is here, the Zhanbei Empire will never be able to invade our Eastern Empire!" Sima Zhifang said.
Sima Lian stood up and swore to Sima Zhifang: "Father, don't worry, I will never let you and Your Majesty down! I will let the Zhan Bei family know that as long as my Sima family is here, they will never be able to enter the east."
Sima Zhifang smiled: "Okay. Ming, I will leave Lian'er's safety to you." The man in Tsing Yi smiled and said: "Don't worry, uncle, Lian'er will be left to me." "Okay, you go." Sima
Zhifang smiled. Sima Lian and the man in Tsing Yi bowed to Sima Zhifang and then left. Sima Zhifang watched the two people leave, and then said with a smile: "The storm is coming. This time, the pattern of the next three days in a hundred years will be determined. Lian'er
Ah, it's up to you this time." Sima Lian and the man in green clothes named Ming rode horses towards Northern Xinjiang. Sima Lian had a smile on his lips: "Beichen Feng, I don't know what we will do this time.
How did we meet?"
Bei Chenfeng and Murong Tian were rushing towards their destination at this moment: Zhenbeiguan, the largest city in the north of the Eastern Empire. Although Zhenbeiguan was called a pass, it was a big city with a height of more than sixty feet and a width of ten feet.
There are nearly a million elite soldiers gathered in the city. "Oh no! We have been rushing for twenty-three days, and we finally arrived!" Murong Tian looked at the tall city gate and sighed. Beichen Feng looked at the city gate and smiled and said: "Zhenbei
The pass is well-deserved!" Murong Tian smiled and said: "Stop sighing and go into the city!" Beichen Feng smiled: "Let's go into the city." The two of them entered the city after careful inspection by the soldiers at the city gate, and then found an inn casually.
Stay.
In the room, Murong Tian and Bei Chenfeng were watching the current situation. Murong Tian looked at the map and said doubtfully: "The Zhanbei Dynasty's five million troops have approached Linshui, Yumeng, and Minglin Pass, but this Marshal
It’s really strange that no order has been issued from the government, and no troops have been mobilized.” Beichen Feng looked at the map and thought: “It’s really strange. Linshui, Yumeng and Minglin are all big cities in Northern Xinjiang. These three cities
The number of troops stationed in the city will never be less than 800,000. If the Zhanbei Dynasty really swallows these three cities, then the 800,000 troops will be reduced to nothing, and our morale will be reduced to the lowest. Moreover, for a time
It is difficult to mobilize such a large army."
At this time, in the Marshal's Mansion at Zhenbeiguan, a tall man wearing golden armor was sitting in the hall, flanked by more than a dozen generals. This man was the supreme commander of Northern Xinjiang, Marshal Dongfang Zhan. Dongfang Zhan belonged to Dongfang Rui.
My younger brother, Dongfang Zhan has always been led by Dongfang Rui, so Dongfang Rui is so confident in handing over the command of millions of troops in Northern Xinjiang to Dongfang Zhan, and Dongfang Zhan himself is a master of the third level of Yunkong. Dongfang Zhan
He looked at the generals and then asked: "Have the Sima family arrived?" A general came out and said: "Marshal, the head of the Sima family sent someone to deliver a message. This time, his daughter Sima Lian is here to help us. And Sima Lian is the most popular.
