The war entered the third stage, and it was also the most cruel stage. The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, wars were getting more and more frequent, and casualties were more and more. The role of strategy and tactics could play in this stage was getting smaller and smaller. Will and materials became the most important basis, and it only depends on who could not support it first.

There is a cliff mountain on the grassland more than a thousand miles away from Xue Laocheng, and there are many hot springs in the mountains.

Kyoto is very hot, but the weather here is a little cool. The mist emitted by the spring water fills the mountains, which looks a bit beautiful.

Chen Changsheng sat in the hot spring, his eyes passing through the hot fog, the surrounding veils and the flags of the National Cavalrymen in the distance, landing on the passage leading to the outside of the valley.

Many years ago, he was about to leave the passage, but finally turned back and saw Su Li fainting.

Yes, this is the hot spring from that time, but at that time, I looked around and saw snow, but now my eyes were full of green, which made him feel a little strange.

"Your Majesty, it's time."

Anhua squatted by the hot spring and said, his voice very soft, as if he was afraid of shocking him.

Chen Changsheng woke up and stood up from the hot spring. She wrapped her body with a huge towel and wiped it carefully.

Anhua looked at his face and felt a little comforted, thinking that the hot spring was indeed useful, so he helped him out of the hot spring and went to the pavilion in front to take a break.

The pavilions and some buildings in the stone mountain were newly built a few days ago.

During the war period, Chen Changsheng was not used to such a luxurious show, thinking that this would make many ordinary soldiers angry.

Unexpectedly, the soldiers who passed by the grassland far away were not dissatisfied with this scene, but instead took it for granted and even felt very proud.

Chen Changsheng thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out why.

He sat in the pavilion and looked into the distance.

In the distant fields, many soldiers were moving towards the old city of Xue.

From such a distance, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of the dragon-wong horse. Well, it seems that it was from the Banya Horse Farm.

The soldiers knew that the Pope was in this rocky mountain and did not know if he could see this pavilion.

The news has already spread on the front line. When passing by this stone mountain, the cavalry will dismount and run with the reins without emergency military information. There are also many soldiers who will run out of the team regardless of military orders, kneel down and kowtow to the direction of the stone mountain, and then return to the team with satisfaction, even if they are punished by their superiors.

Chen Changsheng has seen such a picture many times.

He couldn't understand why these ordinary soldiers thought they were proud, but since they wanted to see themselves, he was willing to let the other party see them.

So these days, he often sits under the pavilion, even if Anhua and the King of Linghai and others object.

The cool wind entered the stone mountain from the field. Before she could even get warmed by the hot fog of the hot spring, it fell on Chen Changsheng's face.

His body, which was soaked in the hot springs until it was hot, gradually cooled down, and the rosy on his face gradually faded, turning back to pale, very thin and very haggard.

The cold wind rose again and the white crane fell.

Then it flew to the pavilion, stood with one leg, squinted eyes, so that the soldiers in the distant fields could see more clearly.

Xu Yourong walked to the cliff, looked at the springs like steamers below, and said, "If you continue like this, you will die the day you can't hold on to the city."

She didn't turn around to look at Chen Changsheng, and there was no expression on her face. She seemed to be just talking casually, not really caring.

It may also be because she has said it many times but has not received any response from Chen Changsheng.

After coming to the front line, Chen Changsheng had already refined two bottles of cinnabar pills in advance.

Everyone knows what this means.

Of course he knew best, but he could not do so as to see so many young faces twisting in front of the fear of death and listening to so many crying sounds.

And he was injured.

This is the front line. Although he is the Pope and has been heavily protected, he is also the target of the demons' key sniping.

The most dangerous time was when the second demon general led a group of powerful demons to attack the air with the vulture birds. He was also seriously injured in that time.

In midsummer, he came to this grassland. At that time, Xue Laocheng was already faintly visible. It is now early in autumn. It is said that the vanguard army can see the walls of Xue Laocheng clearly, and the North Third Battalion can even see the faces of the soldiers guarding the city clearly, but... in the end, no one can really reach Xue Laocheng.

The closer it is to Xue Laocheng, the stronger the demons' low will to resist, and they are more afraid of death, and even make many soldiers feel that this is an impossible mission.

Obviously, as long as you put some pressure on me, the Demon Lord in Xue Lao City and the hundreds of thousands of tribal warriors from all over the city might not be able to hold on.

But at this time, many people in the human army could no longer hold on.

That night, some soldiers who could not hold on were forced to retreat south, most of whom were seriously injured.

Ye Xiaolian, with several disciples, the 13th Division of Qingyao and three priests from the palace, escorted one person to the south at the same time.

Who is that person who can let her leave the most important central tent and put on such a big formation?

The Prime Minister, who was seriously injured and seized from military power, was still on the front line. Why is that person so important?

No one knew what Ye Xiaolian thought, but for the priest of the Li Palace and the thirteenth Division of Qingyao, this person is of course countless times more important than the Xiangwang.

Because he is a friend of the Pope.

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Chen Changsheng is not good at speaking and his way of thinking about problems is too simple. In someone's words, it is easy for people to have nothing to say.

But from Xining Town to Kyoto, he still made some friends.

However, when it comes to his friends, many people's first reaction must be Tang Sanshiliu.

Tang Sanshiliu's cheeks were already thin and sunken, but they were red and translucent, like cooked prawns, and his eyes were extremely bright, which was a bit confusing.

Chen Changsheng sat next to the stretcher and said to him: "I felt it was inappropriate if you wanted to buy that restaurant."

Tang Sanshiliu said weakly: "What's wrong?"

Chen Changsheng said: "Eating too much blue lobster will cause retribution. Look at you now."

It is obvious that although Tang Sanshiliu has been seriously ill these days, he still looks in the mirror often, so he can quickly understand Chen Changsheng's joke.

After understanding the joke, he naturally had to laugh. Tang Sanshiliu smiled and coughed, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Ye Xiaolian put the iced towel on his forehead and turned around and glared at Chen Changsheng fiercely.

After glaring at her, she realized what she had done. She couldn't help but feel panic and apologized repeatedly.

Chen Changsheng naturally would not care about her and said, "Yourong is next door, you go and meet her."

Ye Xiaolian said softly, but she was even more nervous, thinking how she should explain to the saint?

After Ye Xiaolian left, Tang Sanshiliu looked at Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, "What kind of disease do I have?"

Chen Changsheng said: "The loss of mind and mind is too serious, and the wind and cold enter the viscera, which is very serious."

Tang Sanshiliu's eyes looked like ghost fire, and he said, "I think there is something wrong with this disease."

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