The girl didn't say a word, but hugged Wu Feng's tiger neck tighter. Wu Feng's clone that was still inserted into the girl's body seemed to be swollen and stronger at this moment. Even the girl seemed to be aware of this. Change, couldn't help but hum shyly.
A teardrop quietly fell on Wu Feng's shoulder, and the coolness made him aware of the unpredictable changes in the girl's mood. Wu Feng was still lying on the bed, quietly enjoying the moment of peace after having fun, but his hands were still lingering on the girl's exquisite and fat buttocks. The plumpness of the bodies of women from the Western Regions is indeed better than that of women from the Tang ethnic group. Although the girl below her is only sixteen or seventeen years old, the plumpness and plumpness of her figure cannot help but be astonishing. In comparison, the average Tang ethnic girl of the same age It seems like a green apple, incomparable at all.
"I don't want to say more. I'm going out for a while. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it when I get back. Shaina, I hope I can see you when I come back." With difficulty, Wu Feng withdrew from the girl's body. He gently patted the girl's fat buttocks and pulled the quilt for her to cover her wonderful body.
The body of the girl lying on the pillow trembled, and a stream of clear tears fell on the embroidered pillow, "Really? You don't want me to go back to the door?"
Wu Feng paused for a moment as he walked out, without looking back, "Of course, if you want to go back, it's enough to let your senior sister go back."
"Then I'll wait for you." The faint tone made me feel pity for him.
On the banks of the Maputra River. The area along the river, which was originally a wilderness, is now covered with military camps of various sizes, one after another, with no end as far as the eye can see. It seems chaotic, but if you look carefully, you can find that this military camp is actually divided into several camps. There are large pieces with clear distinctions between them, and the one in the middle has a particularly extraordinary momentum.
"Commander, everyone is here, can we have a meeting?" The atmosphere in the tent seemed very serious. A middle-aged man was sitting on a big chair in the middle, stroking his forehead with one hand, as if he was contemplating with his eyes closed. There were several people sitting on both sides. There are several military generals of different ages, all of whom are obviously high-ranking officials.
The speaker is sitting in the middle next to the person sitting in the middle. He looks like a white-faced scholar and speaks softly and softly, just like a woman. However, no one who knows him dares to look down upon him or underestimate him. Everyone who looked at him has disappeared from the world. He is Dayan, the second-largest military figure in the Pasha Kingdom in recent years. Sitting among them is naturally Kutuzov, the soul of Pasha's army.
"Well, let's get started." He seemed to have just woken up from his deep thoughts, and there was still a trace of aftertaste on Kutuzov's thin face. Although none of them were famous figures in the Pasha Kingdom, at this time But no one was dissatisfied.
"General Pearson, how prepared is your army?" Dayan's words were still soft.
"Report to General Dayang that the humble troops are fully prepared and are just waiting for orders." A middle-aged general's voice sounded like a bell.
"General Taqlik, what about you?"
"Don't worry, General. Everything is ready. All we need is the east wind. My rapid assault force has sneaked into the river bank. Once the order is issued, we can organize a crossing of the river immediately. It is estimated that the Luzon people on the opposite side are not prepared at all." A black man in his thirties The square-faced general puffed out his chest and replied proudly.
"Mr. Arlington, what news do you have there?"
"Back to the general, according to intelligence, although the army in Gyasi City has not made any major adjustments, the alert level has been raised, and the army in Sanbao City has also begun to gather. And according to the intelligence just obtained, the troops from their central part were dispatched three days ago. There are about 15,000 troops in Longcheng moving south, which is very suspicious." The person who answered the question was the only man in plainclothes in the tent. He was not a soldier. He was one of the heads of the National Intelligence Service of the Pasha Kingdom. Clinton.
Kutuzov, who had been silent until now, suddenly interrupted: "What is the reason for the troops in Manlong City to move south? Who is leading the army?"
"Come back to the commander, I still don't know the reason for their movement. They seem to have received an order suddenly to set off. The leader seems to be Count Spotsman." Arlington said in a very respectful tone.
"How is the situation of the Komini people?" A trace of unnoticed worry flashed across Kutuzov's face.
"Come back to the commander, they have already prepared their troops at the border, but intelligence indicates that Kruff has led an army of 50,000 people back to Big Pine Forest City, and is expected to arrive tomorrow." The answer was Dayan.
"Hmph, even if Kruf returns to Big Pine Forest City, the Luzon people's garrison in the west is only 100,000 people. The Comini people have dispatched 250,000 troops. Don't they still have a chance of winning? We are here to carry it for them. The one with the big head." The person who interrupted was an old general who was nearly fifty years old. He was General Medi, a veteran of two dynasties in the Pasha king's world.
"Arlington, is there any news about the Tanghe people?" Kutuzov asked calmly.
"People from Tanghe?" Arlington was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "You mean Li Wufeng's side? According to our intelligence, they have not made any big moves, but..." Arlington hesitated. one time.
"But what?" Kutuzov raised his thick eyebrows, obviously paying great attention to this issue.
"Our intelligence personnel reported that although their Fifth Division and other divisions have been conducting large-scale exercises some time ago, in recent times, judging from the number of participants observed by our intelligence personnel, the scale of their exercises has It seems to have shrunk a lot." Arrington's answer was not very sure.
"Oh? When did this happen?" Kutuzov's voice rose a little higher. Although no change could be heard, people familiar with it knew that such a reaction from the commander had not been seen for a long time.
"It happened about half a month ago." Arrington thought for a moment and replied in the affirmative.
"Half a month?!" Kutuzov's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, then relaxed, and did not pursue the question again.
"Commander, what other plans do you have?" After Dayan finished arranging tomorrow's deployment, he asked Kutuzov, who was lost in thought again.
"It's nothing. The plan has been decided. You go down and make arrangements immediately. There must be no mistakes." Kutuzov encouraged his subordinates with a smile. No matter what he thought, at this time, he must also make arrangements for his subordinates. They encourage and motivate them, making them confident about the future.
"Yes!" The generals dispersed in twos and threes, but the thoughtful Dayan stayed.
"Commander, what seems to be on your mind today?" He made a cup of steaming coffee for Kutuzov, and he also made himself a cup of the best Qingzhen. The precious green tea in the handsome tent has made him salivate, and he has been thinking about it since he tasted it last time. Now he can seize the opportunity to enjoy it.
"Boy, you are so willing to give up." Seeing Day's generosity towards others, Kutuzov smiled and cursed, but the worry in his brows still remained.
Seeing that Kutuzov did not answer him directly, Dayan continued to talk to himself: "I guess the commander-in-chief is worried about that Li Wufeng, right?"
"Boy, I really can't hide it from you, but I'm not entirely worried about him." Kutuzov said calmly, not surprised that Dayan guessed what he was thinking.
"So, at least part of the Marshal's worry lies with him?"
"You can put it that way." Kutuzov was still noncommittal.
"But Commander, I really don't see what we have to worry about. As far as I know, although Li Wufeng is an ambitious guy, his strength is limited, and his surroundings are not peaceful. It is said that in recent years Time and Luo Bei and the Five Kingdoms of the Western Regions are not very pleasant. Logically speaking, he should not interfere at this time. To say the least, even if he has the ability to intervene, with his character, It is nothing more than wanting to get a spoonful of the porridge in Luzon. At most, we can count him as a share. If this is the case, it can also reduce the pressure on our frontal battlefield. Anyway, the porridge in Luzon is not small. "A cold smile appeared on Dayang's handsome face.
Nodding slightly, Kutuzov could see that he admired Dayan very much, "What you said makes sense, but you must not underestimate Li Wufeng. What this guy is best at is not playing according to common sense. Alas, Maybe my worries are unfounded." In the end, Kutuzov did not express his doubts. He always believed that Li Wufeng was not that simple, but he did not want to disturb others without any basis. However, this doubt always remained as a root. It stuck like a needle firmly in his heart.
Seeing that Kutuzov agreed with his opinion, Dayan did not look proud. He took a sip of tea and let the fragrance of the tea slowly linger in his mouth. After a long time, he asked again: "What else can the commander do?" What else does Li Wufeng have to worry about?"
"Well, it's Brundtland. I guess he has noticed the abnormality now, so he sent more troops from Manlong to the south." When talking about this issue, Kutuzov was obviously much more relaxed. In front of his confidants, he I don't want to hide too much.
"But what can a mere fifteen thousand people do?" Da Yang raised his eyebrows.
"I guess it's not just the fifteen thousand people. If I'm right, the armies in Gyasi City and Sanbao City have already made adjustments. It's just that our intelligence department hasn't grasped it yet."
"At this time, we cannot retreat in any way. It will only dampen the morale of our army in vain. Moreover, in the west, the people of Luzon may not think that there will be problems there." Dayan's words became sonorous and powerful.
"Yes, not to mention that even if the people of Luzon know our plan at this time, they will not be able to make large-scale re-arrangements. The Maputra River is so long, they will not be able to judge where we will cross in a short time. Once After crossing the Maputra River, the initiative in the battle is in our hands, which is also the decisive factor in our victory." Kutuzov slowly walked to the door of the tent, looked at the northern sky, and his tone became Extremely determined, "Victory will definitely belong to Pasha!"