My imagination has come true

As soon as evening came, Siming Shenjun and Mu Xianzi made an appointment to meet again tomorrow, and the sky cleared.

The people in Xuanzhou City relaxed a little and quickly gathered together to discuss. The future of the Xi Dynasty reflected by the God of Siming with the Mirror of Heaven and Earth concerns everyone in the country. Not only the nobles are concerned, but also ordinary people. I couldn't help but murmur together - can they also be gods in the future?
Think about it, even the foreign prince Chao Ge can be regarded as a god.

Naturally so do they.

Every scene on the sky screen has been analyzed over and over again, especially by officials, who wish they could see a clear path from it - the road to immortality.

The magistrate was so crazy about writing the book that he wished he could describe clearly every blade of grass and every tree that appeared in the mirror of the universe.

In fact, one thing is certain. The last emperor of the Xi Dynasty will appear in the future. In other words, the other party will no longer be the emperor. There are also a few words - 'the end of the empire'!
But no one dared to mention or say this, and they couldn't help but feel more and more confused. Many people even felt that the gods showing them the future was not always a good thing. What to do if the future is lost?
Everyone is worried about gains and losses.

"Xianzi Mu, I wonder if she knows anything. Unfortunately, she doesn't like to deal with people. She has always only cared about herself in the mortal world, that is, all living beings, and she has never looked at her."

The third prince sighed quietly.

Mu Qingyun, who had never spoken a word, was happily talking to the children at home about the topic of 'national integration'.

"We happen to be in Xuanzhou City, the border between the northern grassland tribes and the Xi Dynasty. Today I will give you a long-term after-school homework."

Mu Qingyun smiled and said, "Write an article for me on the topic of how to promote the Jinta tribe to join Xi."

"Even if it's just on paper, we can't just talk nonsense. While we are still in Xuanzhou and experiencing such a lively event, you should listen carefully, read carefully, and try what kind of things you can write."

Wang Yingjie and Xiniu: "..."

Mu Qingyun didn't expect the children to write great things. Even if they go to college, there are still only a few students who can write a meaningful paper, not to mention these children these days. , they just watch the teaching videos in movies to learn, and they have never written such things as essays.

A group of kids went a little crazy for a while.

The children were busy gathering information and writing papers, and Mu Qingyun was busy telling stories while watching the sky screen while tasting the special delicacies of Xuanzhou City.

Then the Jinta clan's 'rescues' arrived.

In fact, a whole army of cronies sent by King Jinta set out, and the beacon fire on the beacon tower had not yet been lit. The entire city of Xuanzhou, from traders and lackeys to officials at all levels, knew about it.

A group of little fairies on the sky screen missed the excitement last time. Although they did not continue to squat, they were very concerned about it. When they saw the Jinta tribe making a comeback, they were extremely happy. They hurried over in a flying boat and started gearing up. Check the weapons such as thunder and fire that you carry with you.

"I didn't expect there would be a second one!"

"I want to try the electric dragon magic gun I got from my master. I heard that the Dragon King of East China Sea was once frightened by this gun and did not dare to enter the gate of heaven. I don't know if it is true."

The little panic that the people of Xichao had was completely eliminated by the excited eyes of the little god in the sky.

The guards did not dare to be careless.

General Zhang, General Li and others gathered in the camp overnight to discuss.

"Today I went to drink tea, and a few of the children around Fairy Mu were also there. I accidentally saw the map in their hands. It was very clear and detailed. Why don't we come and ask these children to give us some advice? "

General Li looked serious. When the other generals heard Mu Xianzi's name, they didn't think there was any problem with the so-called kid being too young.

It is said that soldiers are valuable and fast. At this juncture, no one can afford to delay. As General Li spoke, he quickly wrote a letter and went to invite people. His words were extremely polite.

Wang Yingjie, Xiniu, Sun Mei: "..."

Among them, except for Sun Mei, who has just begun to read, what kind of person can he name Chou Yin Mao?
Xiniu: "When you go out, you represent the little lady."

So there is no shame.

Wang Yingjie turned his eyes and first summarized some of the war theories he heard from his wife while watching movies. He picked out the ones that seemed particularly reasonable and profound.

The way to win or lose is nothing more than five things and seven strategies.

The outcome of a war is mainly determined by the military, political, economic, and natural conditions of both combatants.

General Zhang and General Li were both big-headed soldiers. After fighting for so many years, they relied on their spiritual intuition and experience. Xichao had also read a lot of military books on Xichao's side, but they couldn't read the classic military books at all. At this time After listening to this summary, I just feel that the more I listen to it, the more sense it makes.

Xiniu and Sun Mei couldn't stop laughing when they saw the rotten guy fooling others.

Of course what he said is right, but now that the enemies are right in front of us, it is useless to discuss these theories.

However, Wang Yingjie still said a very useful thing: "I am just imitating our fairy's speech, just talking on paper, but I have a machine bird with my little lady. If it is released, we will have clairvoyance and can see the enemy." All actions.”

Generals Zhang and Li: "!!"

Xiniu also said: "If the two generals are at ease, why not let the Jinta tribe soldiers who are willing to surrender in the center of the prisoner of war camp go meet their fellow tribesmen for a while."

"Of course, I am just thinking wildly. Whether it will work or not depends on the judgment of the generals."

There was no need for the Xuanzhou garrison to "coerce and induce" the Jinta tribe to invade again. The prisoners of war in the prisoner-of-war camp were even more impetuous than the soldiers and civilians of the Xi Dynasty.

All the prisoners of war wished they could get their wings right now and fly to the heads of their own kind with a blast.

At this critical moment, if you don't hug your thigh quickly, why do you want to be excluded from becoming an immortal? Even if they want to, they don’t want to.

By the way, Agula, the direct henchman of King Jinta, led an army of 10,000 people and headed straight for Xuanzhou. As the distance got closer, he could already see Xuanzhou City, and his blood boiled in his chest.

Prince Chaoge is his little master and the hope of the Jinta clan. He must get his little master back no matter what! !

"The Golden Tower will win!"

Agula roared angrily, but the next moment, he was dumbfounded. He stopped his horse hard and looked at the brothers who were still wearing the Jinta tribe's war robes on the city wall in amazement.

"..."

He might admit it wrong to others, but he couldn't remember Prince Chaoge's face wrong!

Could it be that Prince Chaoge has captured Xuanzhou City!