"I'm sorry, are you kidding me here?" Fang Mo took the letter from Bingzhou, only glanced at it twice, and he was in a bad mood.

He reminded the ghost, no, no, no, he was just reminding, just reminding the other party to enjoy and enjoy.

Isn't the girl's arms soft?

Or is it that wine and meat are not tasty?

And isn't he warm under the quilt?

Why is this guy fucking not listening at all, instead he has to live in the barracks all the time...

"Things are getting too big, the original Gongsun Zan may still perish, but now he..." Fang Mo's expression changed, and he said trembling palely, "It's hard to say."

Enemy, just raised like this.

And it was when he deliberately wanted to harm someone.

This was something he hadn't thought of at all, or in other words, this letter should not have been sent now, but should have been sent after a few years.

In that way, it will be convenient for you to feel...

Fang Mo understood him!

now...

He who has just obtained military exploits is probably just a matter of high spirits. The whole person wants to be a hero in the world, so how can he sink into it?

Chapter 490 We are going to send troops

The sky will be bright, and the red sun will hang high.

Fang Mo was called up by the maid, and ate some breakfast listlessly, looking at the two more battle reports on the table, his whole body trembled.

The Xiutu tribe of the Southern Huns was about to be wiped out.

The reason for this is entirely because these guys wanted to kill themselves and wanted to attack Bingzhou. It happened that Gongsun Zan arrived. After knowing their ambitions, what's the deal?

Immediately, this guy sent people out to investigate and broke through six cities in three days, killing the Southern Huns trembling.

Later, they fought every few days. Not only was Baima Yicong taking shape, but even Zhang Liao had many more soldiers and horses. The more exaggerated one was Gao Shun, a guy who likes to be silent.

His 800 people exuded a dazzling brilliance.

"It's that day, the enemy is [-], I only have more than [-] men in my hands, and there are only [-] men who can fight."

"The Southern Huns are powerful, but I also have what I should do, so I can only fight against them."

"Fortunately, thanks to the blessings of the heavens, the soldiers work hard, eight hundred, ten thousand broken!"

"This battle is legendary...Gongsun Zan."

"This battle may be used forever... Zhang Liao."

……

Why did the other party give Fang Mo a battle report?

This is about the insidiousness of this guy. In order to keep track of the movements of those people, Fang Mo lifted his butt...

No, he tapped his head, shook his fingers, and decided to write a history book.

Of course, it was the battle history of those generals.

At the same time, he compiled an article written by Wu Qixian, who had killed his wife and preached the Tao, and sent it to Gongsun Zan to explain what he meant.

Maybe it's because he wrote it well, maybe it's because Zizhi Tongjian really copied it well...

Anyway, the other party agreed, but there is one thing, these things cannot be spread.

Fang Mo fully agreed. In fact, he will definitely not tell others now, but after that, it will be difficult to say.

The future is changeable, if you can't grasp the movements of others, it will be a dead end.

Especially the side of Bingzhou, who is now even more majestic and majestic, seems to be peerless. If they can't catch their heels as soon as possible, the future will not be easy.

Therefore, the opponent's battle report will be sent all the time.

Fang Mo did take advantage of the pure feelings of Gongsun Zan and the others, but there was nothing he could do about it. The three of them together were really tough to the point of madness.

Gongsun Zan stopped bragging about the righteousness of the white horse, and started bragging about Zhang Liao's cavalry instead.

Zhang Liao didn't feel sorry for himself, but bragged about Gao Shun's high reputation...

Although Gao Shun was silent, he would write letters to praise Baima Yicong from time to time.

These three guys got together, it was really scary.

If you don't master it first, it won't be fun to turn your face in the future. Even if Fang Mo thinks that the other party won't turn his face, who can tell clearly?

"Brother Qianhe, I know that I want to help the land of Hetao and reappear the majesty of Emperor Wu. Why don't I let Xuande, who has been doing nothing all day long, mount a horse and fight, so that he can become a marquis in the future?"

After reading the battle report, Fang Moxin said that it was really over.

What would only be done by a traverser, the other party is actually doing it now.

Hetao, which was built crazily during the period of Emperor Wu, is not too powerful if it is said to be powerful, but if it is not powerful, it is definitely a lie. It is just a bit over-developed, which led to it being slowly invaded by the desert.

But now, that place is still a very good place, it can be called the top of the Yangtze River.

It's a pity that that place is now occupied by the Southern Huns, who have grown stronger from generation to generation. Under the multiplication of population, the local area is still in a state of over-development.

Fortunately, these three killing stars are more crazy than the other. It is estimated that the area will not be over-developed in the future.

I thought about it.

Fang Mo still wrote a letter.

"If you want to help, you should first plant more trees, otherwise when the wind and sand blow up, you may invade, what will happen in the future?" After writing, he sighed deeply.

The current situation is that these three guys can't hold on anymore.

He can only do something for the future.

The good thing is that if these three guys can maintain a pure mind, even if they do something there, it will still be beneficial to the future.

At least they won't be like the traitor Cao Mengde, let alone Dong Zhuo.

that's enough.

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