In the Zhongchun barracks, Xiong Xu and Wang Ning were discussing tomorrow's march route.

Xiong Xu thought about killing the four Hulun tribes first, that is, the four Nala tribes.

Wang Ning wanted to go to the slightly weaker Sochuroluo tribe.

After all, the Sochuro tribe and the Hu Lun tribe are far apart.

Don’t be afraid of disturbing the situation.

Xiong Xu and Wang Ning couldn't make up their minds, so they patted the table lightly.

Said: "In my opinion, it is better to divide the troops."

"According to the scout report from Cong'er, only the Yehe tribe among the four Nala tribes has 30,000 troops."

"The rest of the Uranala tribe and the Hadanala tribe only have 20,000 soldiers and horses."

"Among them, the Huifanala tribe is the weakest, with about 10,000 people."

"Uncle Xiong took 80,000 troops to the Ula tribe."

Yu Gui and Gao Li also hurriedly got off to greet each other.

"Call you over here!"

Wang Ning pulled Zhongqin's sleeve: "Uncle Eighth, your biological uncle!"

Xiao Cuier took it with both hands and bowed.

"Give him the sword skills from the Burning Incense Sect!"

Everyone stayed in Zhongchun Barracks and had dinner.

"Listen to his opinion."

"A skilled archer and horseman, a natural shooter."

"Nothing gained this time?"

"Brother, Cong'er!"

Thinking of my consideration for Wang Ning in Jizhou Town, his handsome face turned slightly red!

"There's nothing surprising about getting back together again?"

"Even the seven dead ones were killed by you one by one on the spot!"

Wang Jing said quietly: "Tiger Talisman!"

Zhongqin quickly asked: "Cong'er, where is the eighth uncle? What is the eighth uncle doing?"

On the other side, outside Wang Ning's barracks, the lights were still bright.

Hu Lun and Gaoli are both battle-hardened veterans. Just tell us the goal.

That night, Zhongqin rested outside Zhongchun's barracks.

There is a small pile of various porcelain bottles placed under the Kang table.

Zhongqin smiled and said: "There is no sword manual this time. If he wants to use the sword before, he can take it and have a look."

Zhongchun asked: "What's weird?"

"The last general Hu Lun has met Prince Zhongqin!"

Zhongqin's eyes turned around under Xiao Cuier and others.

Wang Ning took out the dagger and said with a smile: "That dagger was given to me by my aunt, it's just scrap metal!"

"You said that Yu Guijin's private army was divided into eight groups, one of which was hidden in the north of Liaodong."

"The technique of practicing Poison Palm, which is heavy and slow, is most suitable for the two of them and Qing Yu Fanshuang."

Zhongqin slapped Hu Lun hard and said, "Old Xiong, what kind of courtesy can his handsome young governor tell you?"

Zhongchun smiled and said: "The beating should be finished."

"It seems that the strength is substantial."

Wang Ning asked with a smile: "Uncle Eighth, how did he know it was you who brought him here?"

Everyone goes back to their barracks to rest.

"Uncle Wang is the son of your grandfather's commander-in-chief, and he has guarded Ji Town for generations."

"Come on two, kill a pair!"

I feel a little sour in my heart.

"If so, I'll give you no salary."

Zhongqin pulled Wang Ning and laughed: "You bastard! That movement is a bit slower than before!"

Zhongqin first gave Tong Yun Xianyue the palm skills of the Poison Palm elder of the Fenxiang Sect.

My hair stood on end immediately!

We have a march tomorrow, so of course we can drink again tonight.

"Thank you, Eighth Prince!"

The two of them are not even close to each other.

Yu Gui was very happy when she heard this!

Tongyun Xianyue was sitting under the warm bed, talking and taking things out of her leather bag.

Hu Lun chuckled and said: "I haven't seen the prince for a while, so I miss him in my heart!"

Wang Ning repeatedly raised his hand: "Congratulations to the eighth uncle, the boy's wish has come true!"

"Where are his two male guard dolls?"

"I want the tiger charm too!"

When Wang Ning saw Zhongqin, his heart and eyes were full of anger.

Zhongchun Hulun and Yu Gui laughed in unison: "Listen to him!"

I just heard a sound like a loud bell, rolling and rolling from the barracks!

"Recapture the royal court of Modong!"

He smiled and said: "Brother, Uncle Xiong, Uncle Wang, are they all here?"

"Moreover, the Borzhijin people are a nomadic people, while the Jurchen Tatars are a hunting people."

"When he is Santa Claus, he should not forget his nephew!"

"Uncle Eight is worried that you will file a complaint!"

As he said that, he flashed back and ran toward the barracks!

"Each of the eight tribes of Zabat retained eight thousand."

Now Xiao Cui'er still has this hand crossbow under her arm.

"The Japanese slave country is currently under the command of Qian, and the Yongtai, Tianxi, and Chengmin are blocking the country's gate and moving."

"The scouts reported that Gu Tianshou's troops only had 20,000 troops."

"The body training is wrong!"

"What is Mr. Rabbit's old private army? Come and kill one!"

"Shou Monkey, you seem to be very diligent lately?"

Lin Daiyu suddenly appeared behind her eyes, flying on a golden bell rope.

"His eighth uncle personally followed 10,000 troops to build a rat's nest. How could he have done anything wrong?"

Then he asked: "Uncle Eighth, is the chief helmsman of the Burning Incense Sect overthrown?"

Zhongqin thought for a while and then said: "Go and write a letter to his aunt and ask you to get him a sword."

"Good or bad, your scout who went to guard Suo Chuo Luo discovered something."

I just finished speaking.

The Goryeo Dynasty was just over 30 years old, so naturally it was considered a young man.

He has guarded Liaodong for many years and is most familiar with the strength of his old rivals, the Nala Division and the Suo Chuolun Division.

Tongyun Xianyue and the two of them were overjoyed, and bowed their hands to Zhongqin: "Tongyun Xianyue, thank you, Your Majesty!"

"I just believe it!"

"There's a problem!"

Of course he knew that Jia Cong grabbed two big mallets and beat the prince hard early this morning.

"He is also good at hunting grass and valleys."

"Xiong Xu and Jia Cong's seven tribes are far apart, so they may not be able to get there from Xiong Xu."
To be continued...