Ode to the Dragon

In Donghua, Fengtai camp.

Wu Zhenguo closed his eyes, and the officers of the whole camp were pacing back and forth, anxiously like ants on a hot pot.

Chu Feng kept saying that it would take two hours for the Xixia army to withdraw, but so far he has done nothing except write that letter.

Is this reliable?

Chu Feng is still sitting on the main stage, calmly drinking tea, everything seems to have a plan, not panic.

Half an hour.

One hour.

Two hours passed.

Wu Zhenguo opened his eyes, looked sharp at Chu Feng, sneered: "two hours have arrived, Chu Feng, there is no movement in Xixia."

"If you are willing to accept defeat, it's time for you to hand over the power of the west field army and go back to your Yanjing!"

Not far away, Wu Yinglong also breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had survived a disaster and finally recovered his life. He was so excited that he almost cried -

"come and see the dragon head off Fengtai camp!" Wu Zhen Guopai table roared, behind 3000 Wu elite immediately brush Lala long knife scabbard, fierce.

"I see who dares to be rude to the dragon head, you want to rebel!"

Chen Fengxing stood up and stared at the elite of the Wu family.

"General Chu, do you want to break the contract?" Wu Zhenguo's eyes twinkled, full of ruthlessness.

"King Pingxi, don't worry, wait a little longer --"

Chu Feng said faintly, "the success report will come soon."

"I'd like to see what skills you have --"

Wu Zhenguo disdains to roar.

"Newspaper -"

just at this moment, a soldier ran over excitedly and yelled: "retreat, retreat, retreat!"

"Xixia army, huyanqing retreated three hundred Li, gave up all positions!"

Boom -

the whole account is boiling.

Everyone was stunned and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

"What? What did you say? " Wu Zhenguo's face sank. He pulled up the soldier fiercely and said coldly, "you know what will happen if you dare to lie."

"Wang, Wang Ye, yes, it's true. I dare not lie about military affairs even if I'm killed --"

soon, several deputy generals on the scene were excited.

"It's true that the regiment has come. We've got the news."

"My Legion has also rescued 3000 hostages, which is great."

"Following the victory, the retreating troops of huyanqing were ambushed by me and killed two thousand enemies. Ha ha!"

The whole account was filled with excitement.

Wu Zhenguo staggers a few steps, his eyes are dull and unbelievable -

Wu Yinglong is even more scared and pale, and feels the coming of death. He pulls Wu Zhenguo and keeps asking for help: "Dad, help me, help me."

"King Pingxi, you lost. According to the gambling agreement, you should also go down. The Wu family has retired."

Chu Feng's voice was loud, and he called out: "come on, send the king of Pingxi back to his house."

Chen Fengxing took the lead and looked coldly: "King Pingxi, please go back to your house!"

Inside and outside the account, tens of thousands of soldiers gathered together, and they all felt the blood and excitement in their bodies. They all cried out: "King Pingxi, please go back to your house!"

Although the 3000 elite members of the Wu family have been through a lot of fighting, they are still panicked and at a loss in the face of such a huge disparity in combat effectiveness.

Deng Deng stare -

Wu Zhenguo retreated several steps in succession, his eyes were lax, looking at Chu Feng, who easily won the military power of Fengtai camp, and was high in the position of the chief general, he sighed heavily.

All of a sudden, it's like a teenager.