"Sorry someone to make a pot of water!"

Su Shiyilu: "What should I do if I draw water?"

Chu Jie had already winked at his generals, but in just a few breaths, several heavy water bags were taken. Kang Shi opened the water bag plug, poured out one of them, and pinched the other two, frowned, not only not stretched, but the marks were deeper.

Obviously, something happened.

After a while, Kang Shi closed his eyes and whispered: "Range the array!"

The elite martial arts soldiers had extremely strong reaction speed, and they were mobilized in just a few breaths, listing the most defensive Xuanwu formation.

Kang Shi looked out at the sky: "Get out!"

It's [Mirage]!

There is a quiet surrounding, and only the wind is noisy.

Seeing this, Kang Shi just laughed, threw the kettle into the sky, held a bow and shot an arrow, and the arrow buzzed and left the string, and an arrow hit the water capsule. The cultural energy turned into a source of fire and exploded in mid-air, like a fleeting silver flower in the fire. Su Shiyilu saw a trace of extremely undetectable water ripples in the sky with his naked eyes. In just a blink of an eye, the illusion was shaky and twisted, gradually dyed with ink-like dizziness.

The "curtain" that enveloped the sky was torn apart.

The black wind was filled with eyes, and the air was filled with a scent of sulfur.

Kang Shi raised his sleeves to protect himself from the wind, and he tilted his lips slightly, and there was no turbulence on his face. He thought in his heart how many years would he have to work harder for the Lord.

Su Shiyilu knew that he had stepped on an enemy trap at a glance.

He mocked Chu Jie: "You are still the leader of the military general."

The Grand Marshal was tying his own people into the ditch.

The sunny day just now came into the night in a second, and the dark twilight could not hide the dense shadows of ant standing on the cliffs in the distance.

Looking around, the terrain is quite like a mountain valley surrounded by three sides. The biggest threat comes from the height of the diagonal height. Several generals wearing martial arts armor lined up to wait for the rabbit: "...Look at this terrain, in this case, it would be a pity to make a 'charcoal-grilled three armies' without setting fire."

Not long ago, I was glad that the enemy did not conduct a night attack.

It was slapped in the face now.

Chu Jie did not argue, but just raised his eyes to meet the high altitude sight.

Su Shiyilu smacked his tongue. He couldn't see through the strength of three figures in the sky, so he could only give it to Chu Jie to fight alone.

Some are gloating, and some are angry that they do not fight.

"Why didn't you find out?"

Kang Shi said: "Because I just stepped in."

"How can it be..."

Su Shiyilu subconsciously wanted to refute.

There are not a single word spirits that confuse time perception, but the time span is very small. It affects thousands of people on a large scale, and the time span is nearly half a day. Su Shiyilu couldn't imagine anyone who could do it - even Chu Yao would be exhausted.

Chu Jie said: "Now is the [Mirage]."

Kang Shi: "No, it should be said to be the 'sand table battlefield'."

It was completely beneficial to the enemy's simulated terrain. The originally fictional soldiers and horses were replaced by living people. After a few words, the sky finally fell down and responded: "You are not too slow in your reaction. I am still thinking about when you will find clues."

Su Shiyilu: "Should I praise you?"

They did not take the opportunity to attack first, which surprised Su Shiyilu. Could it be that there were really a group of small wall lamps on the opposite side? They always remember to be humble and courteous when fighting, and not be grandsons?

Kang Shi: "They can't attack."

The rules of the sand table battlefield are that both sides are ready before they can take action, and the [Scholar's Way] derived from this must also be followed.

If you have the chance to capture the literary scholars on the other side alive.

It would be a pity to not back up such an interesting [The Way of Scholars].

At a high altitude, several enemy generals, Kang Shi, talked to him without saying a word. The latter's reaction was completely different from the expected panic: "It is worthy of being the pillar of Kang Guo, and he is so brave."

Even though I die, I still don’t forget to have fun for myself.

The leader was the most unfathomable. He played with a sharp-edged sword with one hand, and looked down at the eyes of all living beings from a high place, just like looking at a group of ants about to be roasted by charcoal: "Su Shiyilu, can you really bear the grudge of killing your son? Do you want to choose to abandon the darkness and turn to the light? They died here today, and even a corpse will not be left behind, so you will be worried about your worries!"

Kang Shi suddenly turned his head and looked.

Su Shiyilu said calmly: "That's my nephew."

And he is about to have a new nephew.

Su Shiyilu's face was frosty: "Chu Jie, you twist this person's head off, and you and me will be wiped out."

(=￣ω￣=)

It’s good to have a hot ring, you can eat without cutting your own legs.
Chapter completed!