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After a night of silence, Xinghun occupied the coach's body and naturally lay on the big bed covered with thick fur mattresses. He wanted to hold Margaret to sleep, and he did so, but it was a pity that he woke up.

At that time, a furry white tiger cub was licking his face with drooling pink tongue. Margaret was lying quietly at the end of the bed, with a big chrysanthemum covering her body.

Xinghun glanced at the little white tiger in his arms, reached out and rubbed his head. Thinking of the way Margaret played with him yesterday, he had an idea in his mind.

The smile on his face was unconsciously a little lewd, and before he could smile enough, a voice came from the door.

"Coach, are you up?"

"Who is it? Come in." Xinghun shouted in displeasure, and casually picked up some clothes and put them on. Feng Aoran and Feng Ye naturally heard the voice, and quickly put on their military uniforms and stood beside Xinghun.

What came in was a skinny man. According to the memories he had absorbed before exploding Gongzi Ping's soul, this skinny man was Gongzi Ping's lieutenant Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang walked in, glanced around, glanced at Feng Aoran and Feng Ye, and then looked at Xinghun: "Sir, where is Miss Lin?"

"I have already asked her to leave. What if other soldiers see it? I am an upright man. How can I let my normal venting ruin my tall image? What's the point of coming here so early in the morning?

Ah, you didn't come here specifically to ask me about a woman." Xinghun yawned as if he hadn't woken up yet, and when he spoke he was full of sleepiness, and he was a bit corrupt.

Looks like a dirty official.

"Of course not. The Mexican friendly forces have come to support. Coach, you should go meet with their coach to discuss the plan to attack the enemy." Zhang Liang said but his eyes always glanced at Feng Aoran and Feng Ye, "Coach, you two

This private soldier looks unfamiliar, as if he has never been seen before."

Zhang Qiang is also a veteran, so he would naturally ask questions when two strangers suddenly appeared.

"The recruit I just mentioned is quite handsome, so I kept him by my side. Why is the deputy commander interested?"

I still prefer older girls, so hurry up and get ready. I'm going to prepare some drinks first, so I don't want to look cold."

Zhang Liang handed over his hands and left. Feng Aoran glanced at him and said slowly: "This guy is very shrewd, but his eyes are not righteous. With such a person as the coach, how can we maintain the country."

"Don't be so dismissive. Isn't this army now in the hands of the great Miss Feng Aoran? Let's go see the envoy of the Mo Kingdom quickly." Xinghun smiled, reached out and patted Feng Aoran on the shoulder.

He walked out with official steps, and Feng Aoran and Feng Ye followed him out immediately.

In a tent that was slightly worse than the main tent, Mo Yu was sitting at the table, frowning slightly. He had been here for a while, but the coach of Bass City hadn't appeared yet. He didn't know who was so proud.

of big.

After waiting for a while, Gongzi Peng, played by Xinghun, walked in with Feng Aoran and Feng Ye.

"I'm sorry to have kept the messenger waiting for so long." Xinghun walked up to Mo Yu and stretched out a hand with a thick smile on his face.

Mo Yu glanced at him, but her eyes were fixed on Feng Aoran's face. She was slightly startled and felt a little headache. Why did she meet this woman everywhere? This woman is really everywhere. This time she dressed up as

A soldier.

Quickly looking away, Mo Yu reached out and shook Xinghun's hand, and then said calmly: "The coach asked me to wait. This tea has already gone cold. If the war is not tense, will the coach relax?"

The tone was indifferent, but he was holding a gun and a stick. Feng Aoran glanced at Mo Yu. This man looked as gentle as jade, but he had a hidden edge. He was probably a difficult guy to deal with. Feng Aoran hurriedly sent a message to Xinghun, who was a little agitated.

He lowered his head deeply, and then shook his head helplessly: "Oh, how can we be lax? The Moller clan is desperate and attacking fiercely. I was thinking about tactics last night. When the envoy came, I just had an idea and put it into action."

The tactics were written down, but it was so late that the envoy had to wait for a long time."

"Oh, I wonder if I can take a look at the coach's tactics?" Mo Yu glanced at Xinghun with interest. He had already had a brief understanding of this young master before he came here, and he didn't have much real talent.

Xinghun took out the post that Feng Aoran had given him before from his sleeve and handed it to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu glanced at the post in his hand with some suspicion, turned it out and read it slowly. Mo Yu looked at Feng Aoran unconsciously from the corner of his eye. Although the font on the post was deliberately written to be firm, it was still revealing.

With a woman's unique delicacy, this post must have been written by Feng Aoran. Looking back, Mo Yu looked at the content of the post. After only reading half of it, his eyes widened in surprise. He couldn't believe such a meticulous military plan.

What happened was written by such a woman. As he continued to read, the shock in his heart became more obvious. It was simply stunning and brilliant!

"The coach is really amazing and talented. I don't know how the coach came up with such a tactic. I have never seen such a bold battle plan." Mo Yu closed the post, took a deep breath, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Look at Star Soul.

Xinghun coughed, then took a sip of tea and made a serious look: "How bold a person is, how productive the land is, and the greater the danger, the greater the risk. There are often unexpected benefits. I just want to bet on it."

We can't always let those barbarians get the upper hand."

"I didn't know the coach was so bold. I just came here and wanted to visit the military camp. I wonder if it's okay?" Mo Yu suddenly changed the topic, his eyes slightly lowered as he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Of course, I'll send someone to accompany you." Xinghun was about to greet someone, but Mo Yu pointed at Feng Aoran, "Let her accompany me."

Feng Aoran saw Mo Yu pointing at her and raised her head slightly. Xinghun couldn't refuse and could only nodded.

Following Mo Yu out, Feng Aoran felt that he looked familiar. Just when he was about to think about it carefully, Mo Yu spoke first, "I was a little palace maid before, how come I have become a soldier now? Is it possible that there is no one in Xinliang? You want to be like this?"

A pretty little girl comes to join the army?"

Mo Yu's voice had a hint of playfulness, but Feng Aoran suddenly woke up. No wonder he looked familiar. It turned out to be the flute player she met in the Xinliang Palace, and he suddenly jumped out when she was crying.
Chapter completed!