Chapter 0191 Military situation

Xiao Yuhuan's whisper calmed down Zhuo Fanfan's enthusiasm, which was Zhuo Fan's favorite state. A state of emotion and desire intertwined.

Although his hands are still bad, Zhuo Fan, who has regained his clear eyes, bowed his head and slowly kissed the long-awaited red lips. Unlike the simple desire, the current that touches the depths of the soul ripples from the contact of all the flesh, and the feeling of soul-body fusion that can only be said makes both of them intoxicated.

Deep kisses, caresses, and the hot sweaty palms slipped over the silky skin, falling from the round shoulders, sliding over the slender waist to the curve that suddenly bulge with amazing elasticity again.

The quilt made, and the soft and warm grass was a comfortable bedding. The two lay down slowly. The little jade-ring cardigan was almost completely separated and almost facing nature, but it seemed that there was an unbearable heat that made her forget her shyness and desire to be released. The rosy on her face has been dyed red from her slender and white neck like an infection. A pair of amazing heights that are cruelly and comfortable with her chests are also released with the extraordinary gentle but irresistible movements. The bright spot is bright and tremble, challenging the desire that has been facing the final outbreak.

The little extraordinary fighting spirit is high, and the itching through the boots is very emotional, but it can't solve the fundamental problem. At this time, only the most primitive and in-depth contact can calm the desire. With a low roar, Zhuo Fan reached out and to tear his belt with the other party, but eagerly pulled his belt into a dead knot. Suddenly, bean-sized sweat filled his forehead.

"Hee." Xiao Yuhuan's face was nervous, waiting for the last moment that he was a little afraid but had been looking forward to for a long time. After opening my eyes for a long time, I couldn't help laughing. Immediately, he stretched out his hands to help.

Zhuo Fan understood that the lamb was waiting obediently to slip away again this time, and also laughed and looked at the jade man under him undressing for himself.

Finally, with the joint efforts of the two, the damn knot was released. As the last bondage under them slowly loosened in the feeling of becoming more **, the two gasped again.

"Young master!" A roar sounded behind the bush not far away, which made the two trembling. Zhuo Bufan is fine. He heard that this is Zhou Tong's voice. If he wants to continue his big event, nothing is as good as Xiao Yuhuan at present. It has been two years, and I have been waiting for two years.

However, Xiao Yuhuan did not have such a good psychological quality as him. Hearing this, she had lost the ** impulse and quickly pulled up her clothes. The extraordinary body still wanted to continue, but it was lifted aside by the little jade ring's strength from nowhere.

"My life is bitter." Looking at the little jade ring quickly hiding the shocking beauty into the damn long skirt, Zhuo extraordinary reluctantly withdrew her eyes and looked up to the sky and sighed for a long time.

Xiao Yuhuan couldn't bear to hear the words and whispered, "Since I have decided to follow you, I don't have to rush for a while."

This sentence made Zhuo Fan feel much better. Think about it, Xiao Yuhuan is in this Shenlong Mountain, and there are plenty of opportunities.

"Young master!"

For the first time, Zhuo Fan felt that Zhou Tong was so annoying. While tidying up his clothes, he shouted angrily, "Howling, howling! If you don't how much, you will die!"

Suddenly, Zhou Tong's already somewhat trembling voice stopped abruptly and waited honestly.

Xiao Yuhuan smiled gently, came forward and gently hit Zhuo Fufan, and also helped him tidy up his clothes.

After a while, the two sorted it out and looked at each other without major flaws, so they walked out of the mountains and forests.

"Oh, I don't know when I will have a chance to discuss art next time." Zhuo Fan has some regrets.

"Come on." Xiaoyuhuan blinked and smiled, "Others don't know. If you want to, can they still make it difficult for you?"

"That's true, quack."

Out of the forest, Xiao Yuhuan left. Zhuo Fan looked at the wriggling waist and monk with some folded skirts, swallowed his saliva, and turned around and kicked Zhou Tong's buttocks.

"What's so urgent? Shit, if it weren't for the important thing, I would kick your buttocks into eight petals." Zhuo Fan said so. In fact, he knew in his heart that if it weren't for the important thing, Zhou Tong would not have disturbed his noble artistic behavior so blindly.

Zhou Tong seemed to be ready to be kicked a long time ago. His expression seemed quite comfortable, but he said with grievances, "Lord Zhuo sent an emergency report that something had happened to Lord Song in Bozhou."

"What?" Zhuo Fan's face immediately changed greatly, and it was really a big deal. Song Yingxing, a virtuous talent, is highly valued by himself, otherwise he would not have specially arranged his withdrawal.

The people who reported did not know the details, and Zhuo Bufan immediately walked quickly to the general's mansion.

After entering the general's mansion, the members of the Standing Committee have almost come, and Zhuo Yin is also sitting upright and looking grim. Seeing Zhuo Fan coming in, Zhuo Yin said directly, "Three days ago, Bozhou was besieged by the Eight Great Kings. Song Yingxing commanded the whole city to fight against the enemy and was seriously injured by gunfire."

Zhuo Fan immediately became anxious when he heard the words: "Where is he now?"

"I have just entered the mountain, and I am being rescued by Grandma Tong herself. However, he was directly hit by cannonballs and is almost invisible. I'm afraid..."

Zhuo Bofan looked at it. Sure enough, there was no child's grandma in the field. Hearing that Song Yingxing's injury was so serious, he couldn't help but be angry: "Didn't you let the Shenyin camp take him into the mountain for a long time? Why is he still in Bozhou?"

With that, Zhuo Bofan looked at Xue Er and wanted an explanation on the spot. Although Cher has a lot to do with herself, this kind of big thing naturally can't be sloppy.

Xue'er saw the angry Zhuo Fanfan and stammered, "I, I have already sent a woodcutter to take a team to pick up Lord Song, but..."

Zhuo Fan was so anxious that he shouted, "Speak directly, don't talk about it quickly." If he neglected it, he obviously paid attention to this matter and specially arranged Song Yingxing's matter, but now such a serious thing has happened, and it's impossible not to figure it out.

Everyone had never seen Zhuo Fan get so angry. Xue'er's eyes turned red and she resisted her grievances and said, "I didn't expect that Lord Song commanded the whole city to fight against the enemy because of the rapid arrival of the eight kings. I don't want to come back with the woodcutter. He said that he didn't have time to make it clear. As soon as he left, the whole city immediately collapsed. He said that as long as he is a parent official for a day, he must not ignore the life and death of the people.

What about the woodcutter? Didn't the woodcutter go? What does he do? Won't you bring him back for me?" Zhuo Fan said angrily. He has not come out of the bad feeling that he may lose this rare wizard forever.

Xue'er's tears were already rolling around her eyes, and she said patiently, "I didn't know until later that the woodcturn was also from Bozhou. He was persuaded by Lord Song to take a team of Shenyin Camp to help defend the city. Later, later..."

Zhuo Fan was furious and angry: "Later, the enemy's powerful city was broken, and it was still a loss of life. Lord Song was seriously injured! Nonsense! It's nonsense!"

"Wow~", Cher finally couldn't help being full of grievances and cried out in public.

Everyone looked at each other in con's face, but they didn't expect Zhuo Fan to be so angry. Although Xue'er was the leader of the Hidden Camp, she was still a big child and a girl, who could hang so fiercely. But this matter is indeed a little incomplete, and being young is not an excuse. Zhuo Fan, as the supreme commander, is also young. For a moment, people didn't know how to persuade each other.

Xue'er was full of tears and got up to run out, but she heard Zhuo Fan's roar: " Stop! You are the leader of the hidden camp! It's not a child who has a family!"

Immediately, Cher was stunned and hesitated for a moment. I don't know if Zhuo Fan's words worked. Xue'er also seemed to be angry. She wiped the tears on her face vigorously, turned back to her seat, bowed her head and sat down in high spirits, but stopped crying.

At this time, Zhuo Yin spoke. As the left prime minister of Dahua who had experienced great storms, he naturally knew when to circle the scene: "Exordinary, this is put aside in advance. There are more important things."

Immediately, Zhuo Yin reported the situation of the eight kings he had summarized.

Faster than Zhuo's own estimate, Zhang Xianzhong, the Eighth King, has transferred from Henan to northwest Anhui, known as 500,000, but according to various estimates, the actual force is about 100,000. Even if the civilian army is not strong, it is still a force that cannot be ignored. The Dahua court has no power to compete on the line from Luzhou to Fengyang. Nanjing, Shuntianfu has begun emergency preparations for war. The guards in the south of the Yangtze River, such as Huang Degong and Liu Liangzuo, have begun to go north to try to join the local guards of Luzhou Prefecture and Fengyang Prefecture. After capturing Bozhou, Zhang Xianzhong's troops have begun to advance into Huoshan, where there are chaotic people composed of the old back to Ma Shouying, Ge Liyan He Yilong, Zuo Jinwang He Jin, Liu Xiyao, the king of the world, and Wang Lin, who developed five battalions in the chaos. If they meet, Zhang Xianzhong's army is bound to be even more powerful.

Zhuo Fan is calculating at this time. According to the historical information he knows, this situation is roughly similar. Although the time seems to be a little ahead of schedule, he can still use the information he has to deal with it.

Zhuo Yin reported the military situation at the Standing Committee, and naturally he still had to make an idea. What should Shenlong Mountain do?

The Dragon Army naturally has the power to influence the war situation, which is well known to the people of Shenlong Mountain. According to the general idea and the tone of opposition to Zhang Xianzhong's department set by Zhuo Fanfan at the last meeting, it should naturally take corresponding actions before Zhang Xianzhong's department and the local resurgist army known as the "Gleft Fifth Battalion" meeting and make some achievements before he formed the general trend.

Just when everyone thought that Zhuo Fan would use this opportunity to order to prepare for war and even go on an expedition, Zhuo Fan made the opposite and even strange decision.

"Don't worry about him, the Dragon Army will practice as usual."