The lore female agent: drag the back wild world

Chapter 12 Confrontation in court 【4】

In ancient times, the first step in learning martial arts was the Zhama step, but today, Murong Feixue also asked Murong to practice endurance, and changed a method to stand in a military posture.

One hour, the standard military posture, and then slowly increase, two hours, four hours, until Murong Xi is standing as usual.

Murong Feixue was eating the roast chicken brought by Murong Xi while supervising him. It was very pleasant. Murong Feixue would never forget her poor mother, so she saved half of it and took it home.

Murong Feixue was an orphan in her previous life, but in this life she has enjoyed that precious maternal love, and she also unknowingly regards Cuiyunhuan as her mother.

The next day, Luo Lishang was wearing a suit of armor and riding a bloody BMW, standing proudly under the walls of the imperial palace full of vicissitudes. Those vermilion palace gates recorded the vicissitudes of dynasties after dynasties.

Luo Lishang immediately made people change color, that strand of black hair was windless and automatic, as if the world respected him.

And behind him, a hundred thousand cavalry were neatly lined up, thousands of horses were galloping, and the earth was shaking.

On the imperial city stood the incomparably majestic Murong Tian and all the civil and military officials.

Murong Tian squinted his long and narrow eyes, looking at Luo Lishang, the leader of the army, full of murderous intent.

There seemed to be another kind of emotion in those eyes, regret.

In order to kill Li Shang, he sacrificed [-] cavalry, against the enemy's [-], it was like hitting a stone with a pebble.

But there is no other way, even though he is a villain, he acted aboveboard, let Luo Lishang die in the war, this is the best way.

Luo Lishang brought one hundred thousand cavalry to salute Murong Tian with such a great momentum that it was deafening, as if the sound of "Long Live the Emperor" was like the sound of their victorious drums.

Luo Lishang raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Yuntian on the city wall, turned around and left arrogantly, his vast eyes were especially black, full of arrogance.

The cold and arrogant one left the backs of everyone alone.

One hundred thousand cavalry, neatly formed and well-trained, meandered into a long black dragon on the road leading to the southern country, extremely majestic.

After sending away the plague god in Murongtian's heart, he prepared another 30 elite soldiers. As long as Luo Lishang is defeated, the 30 elite soldiers will immediately dispatch troops, and this battle is bound to win.

It's a pity that Murongtian's wishful thinking was wrong, Luo Lishang is not a little sheep, and he will not let others slaughter him.

The frontier wars are reported quickly, and they are all victories.

One hundred thousand soldiers repelled several attacks from the southern kingdom, turned from defense to offense, and beat the enemy to pieces.

On the dragon chair in the imperial study, the dark guard sent the latest battle situation.

Murong Tian hurriedly opened it, hoping that this time it was the news of defeat, maybe this is the only king in history who seeks defeat rather than victory.

When he saw the battle report, Murongtian couldn't calm down anymore, his eyes were fierce, and with all his strength he crumpled up the secret letter and smashed it on the ground.

Luo Lishang captured the opponent's main general, and declared victory in the battle. The one hundred thousand cavalry only lost twenty thousand. The enemy suffered heavy losses, and they will not make a comeback in a short time.

The three armies were reorganized and moved back to the court two days later.

Murong Tian slammed down on the dragon chair, his eyes were dull, even out of focus, and he was decadent for a second.

It's a pity that it was fleeting, and then he had a ferocious face, with fierce eyes in his eyes, and said through gritted teeth: "Luo Lishang, since the war will not kill you, then I don't mind giving you a ride."

The leader of the secret guard who was kneeling below to deliver the letter was waiting for Murong Tian's order.

(End of this chapter)