Chapter 242
General Zhang’s gaze: "How do you say this?"
"There are all kinds of swamps in the woods, clusters and clusters. If the army advances and is cautious, it will fall into the swamp. If only a small number of elites are sent, they will be kept in the south of the forest. They are catching up..." Murong Xue said lowly, his eyes were faint.
The traps in the woods, the southern Xinjiang soldiers outside the woods seem ordinary, but the layout is very clever, so that the Qingyan army can not pass this forest anyway, only a few hundred people in the district, will consume 300,000 troops Here, Gong Qianyu is indeed a rare Bushier.
General Zhang looked at the trap forest and frowned slightly: Do they really pass the trap forest, and they have to be blocked here for a long time...
A gust of wind blew through, bringing bursts of suffocation, obviously a hot summer, but people are all over the body, a deputy will be a cold war, hurriedly said: "General Zhang, time is not early, Let's go back to the military camp first, then let's take a long look!"
"Alright." General Zhang nodded, turned and walked wide, and the deputy, the guards were close behind.
Murong Xue also walked out of the woods and slowly returned to the solemn, chilled military camp.
No traces, the mud on Murong's body has dried up, giving off an unpleasant smell. The two frowned, and quickly rushed into the tent to bathe and change clothes.
The hurricane suddenly appeared in the left front and presented a letter: "Shizi, the flying pigeon from the capital!"
Ouyang Shaohao faintly sighed, took the letter to open, squinted and quickly browsed the above content, the handsome face slightly dignified...
"What happened?" Murong Xue looked at him with wide eyes.
"Some trivial things..." Ouyang Shaohao said that the understatement, deep gaze still lingers in the letter.
Murong Xue blinked, Ouyang Shaohao said it was trivial, and the matter was not particularly complicated. He could solve it alone, and she would not mix this kind of thing...
A breeze blew through, bringing a touch of enthusiasm, Murong Xue was smoked some uncomfortable, slowly walked to the shade of the trees not far away, casually watching the surrounding scenery...
"Murong Xue, Murong Xue..." A familiar call suddenly came into the ear, and Murong Xue followed the sound. I saw that the palace Qian Yu, wearing a black robes, fell silently on the ground and walked towards her. The corner of the mouth bends a beautiful arc.
Murong Xue was shocked. He looked around at nowhere. He walked quickly to the front of Gong Qianyu, grabbed his arm and took him to an inconspicuous corner. He lowered his voice and said, "How come you?"
"I see your arm seems to be hurt, come to give you medicine..." Gong Qianyu said gently, took out a light blue celadon, if there was a medicinal fragrance that overflowed through the cork, indicating The inside is the best medicine.
"You are here to give me medicine?" Murong Xue looked at him with wide eyes.
Gong Qianyu nodded: "Yes."
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