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Chapter 74 Blood-stained Dragon City (7)(2/2)

"Um!"

Zhou Yang rode on the Fengchasing Horse, frowned with his eyebrows, looked at the battlefield, looking in contemplative.

"Master, hurry up!" Zhang Tong shouted: "If we don't think of a solution, we will collapse all over the line. We are so tired that we can't move the Modao. There are herders attacks in front and the Shanyu army behind. The consequences are unimaginable!"

"The man has reached a critical moment!" Zhang Tong roared with his strength.

He has always admired Zhou Yang very much, but the current situation is too critical, so he can't help but be anxious. If the Han army is exhausted, let alone the Hun army, even the Hun herders will be enough to defeat them.

Zhou Yang is not unaware of how serious the current crisis is. The seriousness of the situation is far beyond the Great Wall War and beyond the "humiliation and hatred" in history. Only Liu Bang's siege of Pingcheng can compare with it.

Not only was a thousand years of good opportunity ruined, but the situation also turned sharply. If the Han army was defeated, the northern gate of the Han Dynasty would be opened to the Huns, and the Huns army could gallop. Not to mention, the Han Dynasty was in the period of national demise and morale was low. If there was another big defeat, the blow to morale would be too serious and it would be a catastrophic consequence.

However, even the Han army's best-known massacre could not allow the herdsmen to stop. It was more difficult to find a way to stop the Huns than to climb to the sky.

Is there anything more fearful about death?

No!

"Master, I know it's a bit difficult, but you can definitely come up with a solution when using your military skills!" Zhang Tong spoke in a begging tone.

It is not a little difficult to turn the situation around, it is very difficult, it is very difficult!

Although Zhou Yang has an amazing understanding of war and is using strange troops, it is not impossible to come up with a solution, the probability is too low.

"Master, are you talking?" Looking at Zhou Yang who was in deep thought, Zhang Tong's heart almost popped out of his chest.

"Master General..." Zhou Yang didn't say anything, and Zhang Tong wanted to ask again, but stopped Zhao Ponu, and Zhao Ponu said anxiously: "Oh! General Zhang, don't talk, isn't the Master General thinking?"

"If we can't think of it again, we'll be done, it's all!" Zhang Tong murmured, and had to stop talking, leaning on the Mo Dao and looking at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang's brows were furrowed very tightly, and his eyes narrowed into a small slit. Zhao Ponu followed Zhou Yang for a longer time than Zhang Tong. After following Zhou Yang participated in the Great Wall War, he had never seen Zhou Yang think so hard. In the Great Wall War that year, Zhou Yang had many wisdom and tricks, and he was not so sad. This shows that Zhou Yang had no good idea.

"Oh!" Zhao Ponu sighed inwardly, his heart sinking.

"It's over! The effort is in vain!" Zhang Tong said regretfully, and a feeling of powerlessness came, and he was about to sit on the ground.

At this moment, Zhou Yang suddenly stared at his eyes, his bright eyes burst into his eyes, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he shouted excitedly: "I have it! I have it!"

"Master, have you figured out a solution?" Zhang Tong and Zhao Ponu asked anxiously, their eyes widening, staring at Zhou Yang.

"Yeah!" Zhou Yang pointed his head heavily.

"Master, tell me quickly! Tell me quickly!" Zhang Tong hurriedly urged him.
Chapter completed!
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