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Three hundred and tenth three years(2/2)

The person who has always regarded as the biggest opponent and obstacle went there like this, which made Xu Ting suddenly feel a little melancholy: "Who is the layout?"

It was originally about to complete the great cause, but the middle way collapsed and was destroyed. After Xu Ting was happy, he felt the depth of the water was unfathomable.

"Although it is claimed to be the joint forces of the five vassal states, the one who actually came up with the plan was Baili Xuandu, the governor of the Xinfeng Army!"

"Xinfeng Army, Baili Xuandu!"

Xu Ting chewed on the name and didn't need to spy much, he knew that this was his enemy.

"If I were Baili Xuandu, I would definitely take the power of great victory and attack Chudu, force me to surrender to the court, and use the emperor to command the princes!"

He took a few steps away, and his eyes emitted a sword-like light.

"My son guesses well!"

Xu Ren sighed quietly and handed over a piece of information to Xu Ting.

After Xu Ting saw that the trends of the Xinfeng Army were consistent with his expectations. He even had two vassal states to surrender. He couldn't help but be anxious: "No, if my family still wants to rise, they must divide the troops into two groups, one is the right and the other is the right. If the right one is the right one is the right one is the right one. I will lead the army to attack Qihu along the Anjiang River, conquer the various prefectures along the road, and seize half of the country. If the strange one is the right one, send secret spies to the imperial capital. Whether it is to win over or divide, Baili Xuandu will not be able to easily get the capital!"

"This is the right truth!"

Xu Ren said: "My son has the ambitions of the world, so let it go! Three days later, he swore to go to the battle!"

"promise!"

Xu Ting bowed, and his voice seemed to contain golden swords and iron horses.

A black shadow appeared in Jinting Lake. Looking at the shore, I couldn't help but sigh: "Is it going to be a big move after three years of reunion?"
Chapter completed!
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