"Report—"

"Report to Your Majesty, emergency, emergency!!!"

The messenger rushed directly into the barracks of the Zhou-Jin coalition army on horseback, when the first screaming screams reached everyone's ears.

Inexplicably, everyone had a bad feeling in their hearts.

Sima Zheng noticed that the soldier's face was scorched, his armor was broken, his face was dark, and his body was stained with blood, as if he had just escaped from the war.

But the question is, now the biggest wars have broken out here, where else is there?

In addition, there is one more point. Sima Zheng recognized that the uniform on the soldier's body was from Dajin!

"Your Majesty, something...something happened!"

Chuan Lingbing knelt down in front of Sima Zheng with a thud, and said nothing.

And that mighty horse, which claims to be able to travel thousands of miles a day, fell to the ground and died of foaming at the mouth because of fulfilling his mission!

It can be seen how many roads this messenger has driven along the way, and has been coming without stopping.

"Say, what's going on!"

Sima Zheng frowned and asked every word.

The missionary soldier said without hesitation: "It's Da Chen, Da Chen stopped a fleet and is now attacking my Dajin City!"

"Your Majesty, when the minister came to spread the letter, seven cities in my Dajin were turned into ruins, and all of them were annihilated under the fleet!"

"what!"

"Fleet? Or Da Chen's fleet?"

When the people around heard the words, they looked at each other and talked a lot. They were all bewildered by this sudden word.

Fleet, the people present have not seen it. After all, there are still huge rivers in the Kyushu mainland. Generally speaking, there are fleets on these rivers to transport goods, and occasionally there will be ships with armed forces.

But the problem is that there is no river in Dajin that can hold the fleet.

Even if there is, you need to bypass the big week.

So how could Da Chen's fleet appear in Dajin territory and destroy seven cities in an instant?

Suddenly, Sima Zheng's pupils shrank, as if thinking of something bad, he saw him staring straight at the messenger in front of him, and asked in an infinitely low voice: "Say! Where did Da Chen's fleet come from? !"

"Come... from the Meteorite Sea!"

When Chuan Lingbing said this, the audience was in an uproar!

Everyone was stunned, with their mouths open and their faces full of shock!

Meteorite Sea, Fleet, Da Chen!

The combination of these keywords can only illustrate one problem.

Chen Fan has mastered the secret of sailing on the Meteor Sea. This fleet that is now raging in Dajin is his real killer!

"No wonder, no wonder he was willing to hang up the free card, no wonder he didn't fight me head-on, gave up the advantage of the black army, and turned offense to defense!"

"It turns out... It turns out that I was prepared for this long ago, Chen Fan! You are so calculating!!"

Sima Zheng looked up to the sky and screamed, at this moment he was sincerely crushed by Chen Fan.

He was still complacent just now, thinking that in the face of Chen Fan's battle, his own side had a chance to win, and even said that Chen Fan had already caught fire in his backyard.

But look at it now!

Whose backyard caught fire!

Who on earth is sure to win!

In just a few days, Dajin has already lost seven cities. This is not as simple as the city being seized. It is turned into ruins and destroyed. Almost all the people in the city have fallen!

How long does it take to double as a city?

Without a hundred years, I am afraid I dare not call myself a heroic city at all!

A city in a hundred years, Chen Fan ruined it in three days and did it. Sima Zheng's flesh was eaten in this matter!

This kind of loss, I am afraid, has not occurred since the establishment of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Imagine if this messenger appeared later, or died on the way altogether.

What should Sima Zheng do? Do you have to wait until most of the country is caught in the flames of war before you finally know about it!

Endless thoughts were intertwined in Sima Zheng's mind at this moment, and finally gradually converged into one direction, one thought!

He wants to return to Dajin!

There is no time to delay, no time can be wasted!

Because at this moment, every time wasted for a stick of incense may cause a heroic city in Dajin to fall into the flames of war and turn into ruins.

Such a high price, even the emperor Sima Zheng of North China, could not bear it!