The crowing of chickens broke the dawn.
At the west gate of the capital city of God, 80000 generals gathered here. The flags covered the sky and the sun. The swords and halberds were thick, and the mighty army rose to the sky.
Empress Wu Zetian nodded repeatedly when she saw such a high morale.
Ziwei will crush Ya Yixun to death this time!
Zhang Yizhi stood on the general's platform, loudly reading the statement of the war against the rebels. His voice was loud and his eyes were cold.
With aloof bearing, he was looked at by hundreds of thousands of eyes and looked calm.
It seems that the heaven and earth can be pulled away.
"Zhang Lang..."
Taiping is looking forward