Several generals gathered together to study the situation of tomorrow's battle.
"The important point is, where will the army in these big pants be!"
Liu Zheng looked at the map in front of him and said.
Others also nodded.
The middle-trousers tribe represented by Shama Zhuoyi has been put on the map... According to Liu Zheng's guess, this middle-trousers tribe should be the weakest in the Liangshan area at this time.
Even if there is a real war, the medium trousers may not be able to defeat the small trousers!
but......
The one with the big trousers, Naho Rinori, is the one who has been hiding behind his back all this time!
The leader of the caravan...
Liu Zheng knew that in history, the caravan had a glorious period. Compared with Shama Zhuoyi, a big boss on the surface, he felt that the one who should pay more attention to it was Naiborize.
so.
The direction of his troops is very important.
Huo Buquli said: "Sir, the scouts have been sent out... But the terrain of Liangshan is complex and difficult to survey, and the large trousers are too big to control the Butuo area. It is difficult for us to enter..."
Liu Zheng's eyes lit up: "You mean, he wants to block our escape in Bu?"
Qin Changfeng, Pei Yanran, and Huo Buquli nodded at the same time.
If Shama Zhuoyi's side wins the grand meeting in Duge tomorrow, this will definitely happen.
Liu Zheng laughed after hearing this: "So... it stands to reason that most of this army with big pants are ambushing in the Butuo area, right?"
Huo Buquli nodded.
Liu Zheng's eyes lit up, he patted the table and said: "In that case, as soon as the Duge Conference ends tomorrow, we should strike first! Taking advantage of the Black Dragon's son's limelight, he took the lead in attacking the trousers on the pretext of 'driving away' the bone-eating poison.
ethnic group, and then completely control Qionghai!"
"What?"
Several people were stunned and in disbelief.
...
The next day.
This is the second day of the Torch Festival, and it will also be the most lively day of the annual Torch Festival.
Because on this day, various interesting programs for the Torch Festival will be unveiled one after another.
Early in the morning, these Liangshan people started preparing to leave.
Duge, which means "praising the fire" or "praising the fire", is the climax of the Torch Festival. As soon as it gets light, men, women and children in Daliang Mountain all put on their festive costumes and bring cooked meat and steamed buns.
, walked towards the tall altar. The scene of hundreds of thousands of people gathering together was quite spectacular.
The girls wore beautiful clothes and danced "Doloki", while the men played various musical instruments beside them.
"Hahahaha, the noble man is finally here!"
Seeing Liu Zheng and his party approaching, Shama Zhuoyi and others came to greet them.
The leaders who followed Shama Zhuoyi looked at Liu Zheng as if they were looking at a dead person. Today, regardless of winning or losing, this Longyan man must die!
Liu Zheng smiled and did not look at Shama Zhuoyi. Instead, he looked at Naiborize, who had been silent all this time, and asked casually: "There seem to be a lot of people with big trousers missing today. This scene has become a little less lively."
As soon as these words came out, a hidden light flashed in Naiborize's eyes.
Shama Zhuoyi also smiled coldly.
Seeing the look in Liu Zheng's eyes, which refused to leave, Naiborize could only cough and said: "I don't know, noble man, but locusts have been rampant in Liangshan recently, and the tribesmen have gone back to make some preparations. But today at the Duge Conference, our warriors,
You won’t save any face for the noble man!”
This statement made everyone laugh.
Huo Buquli, who was beside Liu Zheng, snorted coldly: "Who wants you to give face? Today, it is not certain who will lose and who will win!"
"Really?"
Shama Zhuoyi looked arrogant and sneered: "Huo Butou people, this has been going on for five consecutive years, but you Yinuo people can't even get into the top three. Why, this year has been blessed by noble people, and it has expanded?"
"you......"
Huo Buqu was so angry that he clenched his fists, while others laughed and mocked him.
Liu Zheng smiled and said: "After all, this year, we have the blessing of the son of the black dragon, right? No matter what happens, it will not be surprising."