Ming Yu held the water level and spoke softly.

Ye Shijun let out a cold snort, and said disdainfully: "Shanxia is the elite who should fall into the city. They are full of tactics, and their number is absolutely impossible to be less than 50,000."

"We sent 50,000 people to confront each other head-on. It can only be said that they are evenly matched."

"The so-called closeness means that we may win, but we may also lose."

"Let's not talk about winning, but what if we lose? At that time, we will be further surrounded by them, and we will fall into even greater trouble and crisis."

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"So, in order to avoid this situation, I sent two troops of 20,000 people each to form a flank to ambush the left and right sides of the Futian army. In the event of a battle, the two wings can be like two sharp knives, directly cutting off the enemy's hands. In addition to the frontal Futian army, let me just say this, even if we can't win wildly, at least we can't lose easily, right?"

As soon as these words came out, many people nodded repeatedly. Even Zhu Yanshuo knew that there was no problem with Ye Shijun's arrangement.

However, what annoyed him was that Ye Shijun didn't say a word about this kind of thing from the beginning to the end.

Seeing that everyone was speechless, Ye Shijun was quite happy.

However, at this moment, a burst of drumming suddenly appeared again.

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and followed the sound to look at the top of the mountain, and they couldn't help being shocked.

Han Sanqian! !

"What is that guy doing?"

"Is he hammering the war drum?"

"Damn, is he sick? He's planning to cooperate with the attack from below and attack from inside and outside? This method is no problem, but doesn't he know that he has no one to use?"

The jaws of a group of people dropped in shock. They had seen the operation of the show, but they had never seen this kind of operation.

After a long time, he wants to attack them alone or with dozens of people?

This is not hitting a stone with a pebble, so what is it? !

"Han Sanqian." Ye Shijun roared.

Hearing the greeting, the sound of the war drum gradually weakened until it finally disappeared.

Han Sanqian glanced at Ye Shijun, and said in a cold voice, "Who is calling Grandpa?"

"Me!" Ye Shijun roared angrily, but after the roar, he suddenly realized that he was taken advantage of by Han Sanqian in a strange way.

"It turns out that it was my grandson who called me. Well, since it was my grandson who called me, then, grandson, tell me what you call your grandfather." Han Sanqian smiled lightly.

Ye Shijun was speechless and angry, but at this moment, he didn't have the time to reason with Han Sanqian about this, so he shouted angrily, "Han Sanqian, you are so fucking crazy that you have no brains, are you thinking about it?" What are you doing? Attack my entire army with your own strength?"

"I know, you kid does have some abilities, but ability doesn't mean invincibility."

Han Sanqian nodded with his mouth curled up: "As expected of my grandson, he still cares about your grandfather's safety at this time, good grandson, really good grandson."

"Okay, my dear grandson, I'll just attack you this way. Grandpa promises you that when we win a big victory, I will definitely hit you more lightly. It won't be like before."

"Han Sanqian, fuck you!" Ye Shijun suddenly became angry: "Do you know how to talk like this? Like a bitch?"

"You are so strange. I want to attack you by beating the drum, but you insist on calling me to stop me and quarreling with me. Now, you want to blame me?" Han Sanqian shouted lightly. JrNovels.com