Leaning on the back of the chair, Yunzhao's eyes turned a few times. Suddenly a cool wave of hand, heavy voice way: "autumn mark and Yan tiger in?"
"I don't know, we can't get close, but I haven't seen them two all the way," said the tall and thin man
Yes, he didn't see it all the way.
He just didn't know whether it was in the inner layer, so he didn't see it, or whether it wasn't all the way.
Hearing this, Yunzhao reached out his hand and stroked his brow slowly.
Eyes, deep down.
"Keep checking."
"Yes."
The breeze is rippling, but it can't relieve the heat.
It's getting hotter and hotter.
In the Central Plains, there were fierce clashes between soldiers and horses, each inch of which was a battle of wits, and the whole battlefield became white hot.
And Beimu, at this time, Ryukyu had a smooth wind and water, and the scene was pletely following her.
In contrast, it is not bloody, but fierce.
Ryukyu didn't know how to fight. She didn't know how to arrange her troops for the best.
I don't know how to adapt to the circumstances of the battlefield, and I'm not very clear about what formation, attack and defense, and how to fight.
But she understood that the first way to catch a thief was to catch a king.
This era is different from the modern society. The leaders are hidden in the deepest and safest place. After a war, they may not have seen their figures.
Instead, the Chinese led the way in charge of the rush and the front.
With their own morale and attack.
Therefore, while boosting morale, it can also most eliminate morale.
From the capture of the Huns, ryukyue was quite clear. In the war of this era, as long as the mander-in-chief was killed, even if there were a million soldiers and horses, it was a headless fly.
Therefore, Ryukyu did not do any other mand at all.
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