Chapter 1147: Tang Thirty-six

The war has entered the third stage, which is also the cruelest stage. The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, the battles are becoming more frequent, more casualties are increasing, and strategies and tactics can play an increasingly important role at this stage. Small, will and supplies have become the most important support, only to see who can not support first.
There is a cliff on the grassland more than a thousand miles from the old town of Xue, and there are many hot springs in the mountains.
Kyoto is very hot, but the weather here is a bit cool, and the mist from the spring water diffuses in the mountains, which looks a little nice.
Sitting in the hot spring, Chen Changsheng looked through the hot mist and the surrounding veil and the flag of the cavalry in the distance, and landed on the passageway leading to the valley.
Many years ago, he was going to leave the passage, but finally turned back and saw Su Li who passed out.
Yes, this was the hot spring in those days. It was just that when I looked around at the snow all the time, now the eyes are constantly blue, which makes him feel strange.
"Your Majesty, it is time."
An Hua squatted by the hot spring and said that his voice was soft and soft, and he seemed to startle him.
Chen Changsheng woke up and stood up from the hot spring. She wrapped her body with a huge towel and wiped it carefully.
An Hua looked at his face with some comfort, thinking that the hot spring was still useful, and helped him out of the hot spring and went to rest under the pavilion in front.
There are some buildings in the pavilion in the stone mountain, which were newly built a few days ago.
During the war, there were such extravagant platoons. Chen Changsheng was not used to it, thinking it would make many ordinary soldiers angry.
Unexpectedly, the soldiers who passed this scene far away on the grassland did not have any dissatisfaction, but instead took it for granted, and even felt very proud.
Chen Changsheng thought for a long time but did not want to understand why.
He sat in the pavilion and looked into the distance.
In the distant field, many soldiers are moving towards the snow old city.
Across this distance, he seemed to hear the sound of Long Xiangma, um, it seemed that it really came from Hanya Racecourse.
The soldiers knew that the pope was in this rocky mountain, and wondered if they could see the pavilion.
The news has already spread on the front line. When passing by this stone mountain, the cavalry will dismount and take the reins in a non-emergency military situation. Many soldiers will run out of the team regardless of military orders, kneel down in the direction of Shishan, and then return to the team with satisfaction, even if they are punished by their superiors.
Chen Changsheng has seen this picture many times.
He couldn't understand why these ordinary soldiers would be proud of themselves, but since they wanted to see themselves, then he was willing to let the other party see them.
So these days, he often sits under the pavilion, even if Anhua and the King of Linghai object.
The cool breeze entered the stone mountain from the wilderness, and before it was heated by the hot mist of the hot spring, it fell on Chen Changsheng's face.
The body that was soaked in the hot spring gradually cooled, and the rosyness on his face gradually faded, turning back pale, very thin and very haggard.
The cold wind rose again, and the white crane fell.
Then it flew to the pavilion, standing on one leg and squinting, so that the soldiers in the distant field could see more clearly.
Xu Yourong walked to the cliff, looked at the spring eyes like a steamer below, and said: "If you go on like this, you will die the day you can't sustain the city."
She didn't turn around to look at Chen Changsheng, and there was no expression on her face.
It may also be because she has said many times but received no response from Chen Changsheng.
After coming to the front, Chen Changsheng had already made two bottles of cinnabar in advance.
Everyone knows what this means.
Of course he knew it best himself, only watching so many young faces twisted in front of the fear of death, listening to so many cries, he couldn’t help it.
And he was injured.
This is the front line. Although he is a pope and has been heavily protected, he is also the main target of the devil.
The most dangerous time was that the second demon led a group of demon strongs. He also suffered a lot of injuries during the air attack by the eagle bird.
He came to this grassland in midsummer, when the old snow town was already visible. It is now the beginning of autumn. It is said that the vanguards have been able to see the walls of Xue Old Town clearly, and the North Third Battalion can even see the faces of the soldiers who defended the city.
The closer it is to the old town of Xue, the stronger the Mozu's low resistance will be, the more fearless it is to death, and even many soldiers feel that this is an impossible mission.
Obviously, as long as some pressure is given, the devil in the snow old city and the tribal warriors from hundreds of thousands outside the city may not be able to support it.
But at this time, many people in the Terran Army could not support it.
That night, some unsupportable soldiers were forced to withdraw south, most of them were seriously injured.
Ye Xiaolian took several disciples and the teachings of the 13th Division of Qingyao and three priests from the palace, while escorting a person to the south.
Who can make her leave the most important Chinese military account and pose such a big battle?
The Xiang Wang, who was seriously injured and seized from the military, still insists on the front line. Why is that person so important?
No one knows what Ye Xiaolian thinks, but for the teachers of Ligong Priest and the 13th Division of Youth and Youth, this person is certainly more important than Xiang Wang.
Because he is a friend of the pope.
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Chen Changsheng's unspoken words and way of thinking about problems are too simple, and in someone's words it is easy to make people speechless.
But from Xining to Kyoto, he still made some friends.
But when it comes to his friends, the first reaction of many people must be Tang 36.
Tang 36's cheeks were thin and sunken, but they were red and translucent, as if they were cooked prawns, and his eyes were extremely bright, a little disturbing.
Chen Changsheng sat on the stretcher and said to him: "I thought it was inappropriate for you to buy that restaurant at that time."
Tang Thirty-six said feebly: "What's wrong?"
Chen Changsheng said: "If you eat too much blue lobster, you will be punished. Look at you like this now."
Obviously, despite the serious illness these days, Tang Thirty-six often still looks in the mirror, so he can quickly understand Chen Changsheng's joke.
After understanding the joke, it is natural to laugh. Tang 36 coughed while laughing and looked very uncomfortable.
Ye Xiaolian rested the chilled towel on his forehead, and then looked back at Chen Changsheng fiercely.
After glaring, she wanted to understand what she had done.
Naturally, Chen Changsheng would not care about her, saying: "There is room next door, you see."
Ye Xiaolian responded softly, but the mood was even more tense, and she thought how should she explain to the saint?
After Ye Xiaolian left, Tang Sanshi looked at Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, "What the am I?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Heart loss is too serious, and the wind and cold are very serious."
Tang Thirty-six looked like a ghost fire and said, "I think there is a problem with this disease."
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(I thought about it for a while, and feel that I still want to love you more and write more seriously, thank you all.)
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