Descent of the Phoenix

Then, 100,000 soldiers and horses defend the city, how to resist a month and a month.

At that time, the situation in this world was another look.

Whatever it is, it is not easy to deal with.

The white clouds danced with the breeze.

"According to the plan." Down the mountain, Du Gu night and Yun Zhao looked at each other, nodded, patted the horse and turned away, carrying the troops and horses in two directions.

A country that is heading towards the holy country of the snow.

One, toward the country of the proud cloud country.

Along the way, the commands one after another spread rapidly.

There have been prepared generals, scattered, gathered, coincident, and flew.

Each, with an absolute speed.

Flying towards the countries of both countries.

"The order is sent back. No matter how the gate cannot be opened, it must be kept and defensive."

Flying horses and running, the face of the sun calling the sun is a kind of calm, an absolute cold.

The key to success or defeat, the country’s destruction of the country, depends on this.

"Yes."

The pigeons flew over the blue sky and white clouds and headed for the snow country.

City gate, this is the most critical barrier.

As long as the gate does not open, waiting for him to go back, the snow holy country will live.

Autumn wind curtains, bursts of cool wind.

With a bit of autumn feeling.

With a bit of bleak style.

Snow Holy Land, the palace hall.

All the courtiers stood silently in the hall, densely packed, and the elders who had not been in the dynasty for a long time sat down.

Silence, up to the Lord of the Snow, to the eunuch.

No one speaks, no one speaks.

Everyone was holding their breath, as if they were afraid of breathing, and they were disturbed by this silence.

Careful and anxious to look forward to.

"Report, newspaper, border customs, urgent report of Prince Edward."

In this silence, a sudden and loud snoring came from far away from the main hall.

A passer-by, at a speed that is absolutely fearful, rushed forward.

"Fast, read, read." The snow lord who had been sitting on the dragon chair was listening to the urgent report of the cloud call, and an excited scream jumped up, loud.

The group of ministers in the temple, this time is also excited to look at the commander.