Chapter 593: How do we change? (3)

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The mind of Warfare is spinning at a rapid speed. Once the requirements of the monsoon smoke are agreed, it is equivalent to giving up the plan to provoke the two armies, however...
The eyes of Zhanfei were slightly stunned, and a sneer flashed through the eyes.
Military order... This is the monsoon smoke and finds itself dead.
Immediately, Zhan Fei made a helpless expression, and sighed a bit: "Since the season general is so stubborn, then it is not good to say anything underneath, but this military order is different, if the season general can not complete, then ... can I really want to lose my life."
"If I finished it?" Monsoon flue.
In the heart of the battle, the sneer was sneer, but on the surface, he pretended to be refreshed: "That is a great achievement for regaining the plain of the bones."
"Good." The monsoon smoke nodded directly, then he tore off his sleeves, biting his fingertips in front of everyone, and writing a military order with blood.
"In half a month, my wolf-smoke army is bound to find out where the demon family's lair is located, as evidenced by the military order!" The monsoon smoke said that the military order was written in front of the war.
Fighting Fei quickly caught and looked at the military order with clear words, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could not help but thicken.
This is your own death, and you can’t complain.
"Then I wish the season generals a victory." Feng Fei carefully collected the military order, clenched his fists against the monsoon smoke, and then left.
The monsoon smoke was clean and neat, and the squadrons of the squadron had been stunned for a long time. At this moment, they even had some doubts. Their previous thoughts were not wrong. The monsoon smoke looks like this... It seems that there is nothing to know.
Just as the squadrons were puzzled, the monsoon smoke turned their heads to look at them.
"Where did you attack before?"
The soldier being questioned was slightly shocked, and this said: "It is just outside the small village in the east."
The monsoon smoke nodded slightly and turned to walk toward Lu Shaoqing and others.
The squadron soldier suddenly came back and hurriedly said: "The season general!"
The footsteps of the monsoon smoke are a little bit.
"There are still some people trapped there, and the generals can..." The soldiers of the squadron struggled to open their mouths. The military orders were like mountains. Without the permission of the generals, they could not mobilize their troops to save people.
The monsoon smoke did not look back, but just raised his hand and swayed.
"I try my best."
The three words of understatement fell on the hearts of the squadrons, but they were as heavy as they were. Their complex look looked at the back of the monsoon smoke, and the heart suddenly rose out of the way.
On the other hand, Lu Shaoqing looked gloomy and looked back at the monsoon smoke. Rao knew that he should not say more, but he still couldn't help but say: "General, your practice is too much."
When the military set up a military order, it would be impossible to find out where the demon's lair was in half a month.
We must know that the Yaozu occupied the plains of the bones for many years. Here, it was the world of the Yaozu. The Yaozus were born with sorrows. They occupied the heavens and the land and the people in the plains of the bones. It is difficult to find out their nests. !
Otherwise, the Holy Dragon Empire will not drag on for so many years before deciding to launch an offensive against the Yaozu in the Plain of the Bone.
Looking at the annoyed Lu Shaoqing, the monsoon smoke is not too slow: "Army Division."
"Belongs."
"Well, if I don't do this, what do you think will happen in the future?" The monsoon smoked a question.
Lu Shaoqing glimpsed a glimpse of the eyelids.