Chapter 1957： Hunchen (1)

The light of the setting sun shone on Qian Qian's face, but at this moment, he felt that ice cold was constantly exuding from the depths of his heart.

Now Qian Qian is standing on the top of the tower, witnessing the methodically claiming corpse below.

He saw his soldiers, his eyes suddenly changed, and he also saw the people who were secretly watching the battle, whispering.

Qian Qian finally understood, he finally understood, Chen Fan's intention!

Chen Fan's intention is not to win the city at all, he wants people's hearts!

The **** battle between the two sides eventually won, and the city was defeated by a **** sword. Which one can achieve the effect of mega-shaking the world is naturally self-evident.

This is Yangmou!

And Qian Qian, even if he knew Chen Fan's plan, he had to dive deeply into this arrogance, unable to extricate himself.

"Oh...Chen Fan, Chen Fan, really has the demeanor of His Majesty Shenzong back then, this time Qian... is not unjustly defeated!"

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As night fell slowly, celebrities Chen Fan camped around Jingzhou City.

As he was taking him to study the follow-up plan on the map, Ling Feiyang brought someone to report.

"Enlighten the lord, more than 80,000 enemy soldiers have been handed over to the Jingzhou defenders. What do we do next?"

In the military account, Shen Ji was studying the map with Chen Fan.

He was studying ink for Chen Fan, and Chen Fan would use his pen to mark various strange marks on the map whenever he had a whim.

No one knew what Chen Fan was thinking, but they knew that this map was Chen Fan's heart.

Without his instructions, no one is allowed to approach half a step. Those who violate the order will be killed without mercy!

As soon as Chen Fan stretched out his hand, he greeted Ling Feiyang to come to him, and Weng Yan made a cup of tea for the three of them.

He took a breath and moved his somewhat stiff shoulders. After taking a sip of tea, Chen Fan said to Ling Feiyang, "In your opinion, what should we do next?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Feiyang's eyes immediately showed excitement.

He clasped his fists and said: "Now the city must be dealing with corpses, and the garrison must have been negligent. It is better to let the subordinates bring the auspicious soldiers to disturb the enemy, and then let the army press the border and easily seize the city!"

Chen Fan knew that when Ling Feiyang came to find himself so late, he must have something to say.

Even he had guessed what the other party wanted.

After hearing the words, he didn't open his mouth, just gave Summon a look.

The other party understood, and after a faint smile, he said to Ling Feiyang: "Feiyang, have you ever thought about things that we can easily think of, how can Qian Qian, who is as cautious as a frightened bird, never think of it?"

"You and I know that attacking the camp tonight is the best decision. How can Qian Qian neglect it again?"

Ling Feiyang felt reasonable after hearing it, but he was a little unwilling.

Xu was a young man with a temperament and had not really grown up yet, Ling Feiyang was too impatient after all.

"My lord, but you lost your chance tonight. Soon your plan was wasted in vain? We helped them dispose of more than 80,000 corpses. Could it be that this work was done in vain?"

As soon as this remark came out, Chen Fan put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at Ling Feiyang with a touch of seriousness.

"Feiyang, you let me down!"

After speaking, Ling Feiyang immediately knelt down, touching the bottom with his head.

"Feiyang is dull and disappointed the lord, but I just don't want the victory that I won so hard to win in vain, and I don't want the whole army to be trapped outside of Jingzhou city just after the start!"

When the voice fell, Weng Yan shook his head, got up and retreated, his face was even more horrified, and he was about to help Ling Feiyang speak.

He had the best relationship with Ling Feiyang, and now he was shocked to see this guy confronting the lord face to face.

"Lord, fly up his youthful mind, he..."

With a wave of his hand, Chen Fan interrupted the words of Divine Intent, and said faintly: "You can disobey me at will if you have a juvenile character, and can you ignore the command of the coach and discuss wars without a young character?"

"Counting the miracle, you come and tell me, in the end is Chen Fan my master, or you are the miraculous, or he is Ling Feiyang!!"