Chapter 41 Ugly

After returning to the camp, a group of scouts got off their saddles. When they saw the wind and thunder scouts returning, a prisoner immediately came forward to wash their noses and brush their noses for the storm thunder scouts and recuperation. The cavalry value horses more than their own lives. They drink water for five miles and ten miles to shave their noses. This is the rule that the cavalry can't beat horses. Mengyang is mostly a short stallion, and most of them do some carts. The northern night horse, which can barely be held, is like a mule in front of the barbarian Gaoyun horse. If Mengyang's local horse is used as a war horse, it is undoubtedly a joke to tell.

Emperor Lin Xi had the idea of forming a wind and thunder cavalry five years ago. He selected 100,000 strong warriors from all over the country and eliminated them one by one, leaving only less than 50,000 elites. Two years ago, he spent a lot of money to buy pure-blooded high-blooded horses from the far north barbarians. In the past two years, the cavalry and war horses have been familiar with each other and fighting each other. Boiled, as if made into steel, no one knows the combat strength of this army made of gold. Emperor Lin Xi placed high hopes on the wind and thunder horse and did not hesitate to praise him. In the future war, the wind and thunder horse must be at the forefront.

And the scout spy who belongs to the wind and thunder rider, the equipped war horse is a snow-high cloud horse that is hard to buy. It is said that on the far north grassland, only the barbarian phern pharrow-riding sharpshooters can ride such a war horse like the wind. 300 steps away can shoot countless people with bows and arrows on horseback. Stepping on the snow high clouds makes these sharpshooters grow wings. Like an eagle hovering in the sky, it will dive down and blind the enemy's eyes at any time.

The wind and thunder cavalry is a combat power that can be seen at a glance on the surface, and the existence of the wind and thunder scouts is relatively low-key, just like the night star cold scouts did not go through the main entrance of the camp when they returned, but entered secretly from the back of the camp. After the pawn took over the war horse, a message came to inform the general that he wanted to see their army commander.

General Ye Qingshan, a man who was despicable enough to win the trust of the emperor by killing his clan, became the leader of hundreds of thousands of troops in Mengyang.

When the other four scouts looked at their commander, their eyes could not hide the heat. If you can have a father who can be a big general, this is no longer an ordinary dil seed brother. Obviously, you can be the young general directly, but you have to be a life-and-death scout spy. Is this the rumored rich life?

This also strengthens the determination of this corps to follow the night star cold. People often say that it is easy to take advantage of the cool under the tree, and they all know the truth that one person can get chickens and dogs to the sky.

The night star was cold and expressionless. He whispered a sentence that you went back to rest and walked to the general's tent.

He could feel the trembling of the messenger when he spoke to him, and the awe in his eyes after his fellow scouts learned that he was the son of General Ye Qingshan, especially the undisguised flattery and flattery of the people around him. He didn't like this feeling. He never felt that he was the son of General Mengyang. He had never forgotten the massacre of the family five years ago. At that time, his father knelt down to the figure in golden armor and begged for mercy and killed the clan with his own hands. The whole sky was as red.

Only a few people know these secrets in Mengyang, but the more secret they are, the heavier they are in their hearts. So he rejected his father's idea of staying with him as a major general and became a scout spy all day long.

How much can a person grow in five years? Especially suffering from such a disaster can make the frivolous teenager become like that year?

The night star thought as he walked, holding his hands in front of his chest, and then suddenly opened his arms, as if he had broken the cocoon into a butterfly and flapped its wings to fly.

How has the person who whipped his face now? Is it worthy to be called the leader of the young generation of the Ye family? The submissive and useless young master is a boy who cries more easily than girls. Is he still so cowardly and useless?

He lowered his head and smiled, raised his hands in front of him, bent like a bow, and tried his best to suppress his laughter. The next moment, his laughter became wild and arbitrary, as if the flood had burst, and he couldn't help laughing in his heart and looked up laughing wildly.

The teenager seems to be possessed by the devil.

His laughter gradually weakened, and the centipede-like scars on his face twisted ferociously, and whispered to himself, "Let me find you!"

Near the general's tent, Ye Xinghan calmed down, his face was as cold as frost, opened the curtain of the tent, and looked at the man who had tried his best to protect him, even if he was like a dog.

"My subordinates pay a visit to the general!" Kneeling on one knee, holding fists with both hands, and lowering their heads and eyebrows. There was no extra greeting between father and son, which was as stiff as military rules.

The figure in moon white armor looked complicated, sitting on the high platform, silently staring at his son's cold and rock-hard body.

"Wing up, don't be polite." The general replaced the happy words that came to his mouth with short six words and clung his hands to the table.

The night star cold straightened up and looked elsewhere coldly, looking at his father, whom he had not seen for months as nothing.

The general sighed softly.

"Looking at your achievements, I'm very gratified for my father. It's worthy of being my son of the Ye family. You are the best young generation of the Ye family."

"Night's young generation? How many more people survive? The night star asked coldly.

The general was unmoved and continued to say, "After my consultation, I promoted you to be the captain of the cavalry, in charge of 5,000 wind and thunder cavalry. The appointment has been drafted and immediately sent back to the imperial capital to wait for your majesty's approval. You don't have to work so hard in the future and follow me on a smooth road."

Ye Xinghan finally turned his eyes on his father, which turned out to be particularly disgusting.

"I don't want to be a lieutenant of Xuanwu. I just want to be a scout."

The general frowned and looked at his son coldly. He was strange, "Why? Are you still angry with your father?" The general's voice is weak.

The night star was silent.

"I know that you have grown up now, know how to use your brain, have your own ideas, and no longer be reckless, which is a good thing. But there are things that you have to put down when it's time to let go. Sooner or later, you have to hold yourself out of illness. Who doesn't have an unbearable past? Ye Yuanhong was the first person to ride in the young generation of the Ye family. You have to be a better scout and light rider than the cavalry. Ye Xingchen didn't fight for anything at the beginning, but got what you wanted, so now you are working hard to grab it, desperately trying to prove that you are better than them... Why son? Just be yourself. Why do you force yourself to this extent? The general said in a low voice.

"You don't understand."

The general was stunned for a moment and laughed - a ten-year-old boy said that his father didn't understand him? How ridiculous is this?

"I have always wanted to ask you, why you killed the Ye clan with your own hands. After getting the trust of the emperor, you can sit in the position of the great general rewarded by the emperor? What did you think when you knelt in front of the emperor and begged for mercy? Ye Xinghan asked softly.

He clearly saw that his father's expression became stiff and wanted to be forced to drink a large glass of poisoned wine.

Then the man's face was indifferent and ruthless, looking down at his son condescendingly. His eyes seemed to spit out cold wind and snow, and the military tent was as cold as an ice cave.

"Do you look down on me?" No longer as a father, you and I are commensurate with each other and live to the extreme.

"You are just a bloody young man with energy!" The general whispered, "At the beginning, I hated that Ye Mingshan could become the general of Zhentian, the head of the night country, and the head of the night family. I hated that he was a clan and I was separated. But after I really achieved this position, I knew how difficult it was to be ** Mingshan, like walking on thin ice and accompanying you like a tiger. Do you know why Ye's loyalty is still destroyed by the royal family? Is it because Ye Mingshan is too straightforward that he thinks that guarding the northern gate for the empire and cares about his country can make the royal family feel satisfied? It's a joke. Ye Mingshan's heart is more about the people of Mengyang than the royal family. No matter who the emperor is, as long as it can make the people of Mengyang live a good life. But the emperor only wanted a loyal dog, not an arrogant eagle hovering in the air. So Yeming Mountain died, and the Ye clan was destroyed.

"Now it is Emperor Lin Xi's Mengyang. He wants a dog to help him bite people. Whoever can satisfy him can take office. I saw the general situation clearly, so I chose to obey Emperor Lin Xi and become General Mengyang. As for whether you are at ease or not? I can't tell. It's impossible to say that I don't hate at all. 'If you want to die, you have to die'. This is a nonsense that only those sour and rotten Confucian students who have read books and moan without diseases. But they have personally killed their peers and become the unique general of the empire. After so many years of regret, I am deeply comforted, especially Your Majesty is about to At the beginning of the war against Fanyang, as the general of Mengyang, I am doing thousands of years of achievements to be recorded in history books. What do I regret when I was born? What's the clear conscience? I was so flattered at the beginning, just for myself and for you, my son!"

Ye Xinghan looked at his father as if he were looking at a stranger.

"Can't you resist? The sword of the owner almost killed the emperor. If you can take action, what's the rare thing to kill the emperor?

The general was silent for a moment and said powerless as in the face of an insurmountable mountain: "With the presence of the master, your majesty will never be killed. With the master, Mengyang has no suspense about Fanyang's war. You don't understand the power of that kind of person and how small we are in front of that kind of person!"

"People should see the general trend, see what people who are stronger than themselves want, and see how to make themselves live more comfortably. Those so-called integrity, so-called justice, and so-called beliefs have all been thrown away. As long as they live well, what can others do? You can cut off the edges and corners, be smooth, can straighten your waist and lower your eyebrows, draw knives to kill people, and kowtow and kneel for a long time. Son, this is something that children of your age must learn. Everyone has edges and corners when they just give birth. The more they grow up, the more they stangle they stangle. They have to have to polish the edges and corners with all kinds of pain. It's better to change yourself and adapt to it. They will take a lot less detours. Even if they are other people's dogs, they may live a good life, so what?

Ye Xinghan suddenly took a big step back, as if he wanted to be far away from his father, the farther the better.

He stretched out his hand, stroked the scar on his face that destroyed his beautiful face, looked directly at his father, and whispered, "You are uglier than me." Then he strode away and no longer gave his father a chance to speak.

The general suddenly got up and watched his son stride away behind his back, as if the father and son had disappeared in that turn.

Ugly? The general muttered the word.

But what?

When the wind and thunder came, he killed Fanyang, built thousands of years of achievements, and became the first person to unify the mainland in 300 years. Who can say that he is ugly?

He is just too young.