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Chapter 307: Slapped in the face by reality(2/2)

Zhao Chen was worried about Cheng Chumo.

Since Niu Jinda didn't bother himself, he was also happy to be leisurely.

Sneaking out of the central army, worried all the way.

It was not until Zhao Chen saw Cheng Chumo training in the military lieutenant colonel that he let out a long sigh.

"Zhao Da, why are you here? I heard that you went to the front line to watch the battle today. How do you feel?" Cheng Chumo saw Zhao Chen coming, put down the long spear in his hand, and walked towards Zhao Chen naked.

After applying sweat from his head, he was about to touch Zhao Chen's shoulder.

"You didn't go into battle today?" Zhao Chen took a step back, patted Cheng Chumo's hand off, and asked Cheng Chumo.

"No, I'm the Modao Team. Unless it's time to die, I won't go to the battlefield easily!" Cheng Chumo didn't mind Zhao Chen's actions and said with a smile.

The Tang Dynasty Modao Team was the main force among the Tang Dynasty infantry.

Modao is expensive, and building a Modao team is enough to support several ordinary teams.

If it weren't for the time of life and death, it would be really not sent to die.

"I don't know what happened there now. I heard that Qin San and his cavalry killed too many Tubo dogs outside and were hated. Tubo also sent cavalry to intercept Qin San and his friends." Cheng Chumo was a little worried.

The Tubo cavalry had nothing to do with it.

But they can't resist the crowds, and they are many.

Kill the master with random punches.

It’s fake to say you don’t worry!
Chapter completed!
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