Chapter 68 Soldier

"Young master, are we now a regular army of the Fanyang Empire?" Dun fat Xiaowu raised his arm and looked at himself in a red military uniform. He turned around and smiled like a child wearing new clothes in the New Year. He laughed and said, "Liuzi, come on, let's see if I'm awesome?"

"No!" Liuzi replied in a muffled voice, answering neatly.

"Oh, you son of a bitch, how can you talk to my brother?" Xiao Wu jumped forward, knocked Liuzi's head hard, and opened his eyes and stared at him angrily.

Sixzi was originally a person who made people feel calm and persistent at a glance. Now he wears the standard military uniform of Fanyang's brigade, which is more straight and upright. His deep eyes are cold, and his nose is straight and his eyebrows are high. He is like an falcon. But sometimes it reveals the heartwarming true temperament, like the stove sitting around in winter, which is warm and pleasant, and makes people feel that it is difficult to get close to him.

Xingchen looked at Liuzi and thought of a person. When he was still in the far north grassland, the young general with wolf-like green eyes led himself into the room with knife skills. At that time, he cut a wooden stake every day, cutting his hands full of blood bubbles and bleeding. The general could harden his heart not to stop. He was as sharp as a knife around his waist - a delicate wolf-shaped knife cast of copper, and the narrow and bright blade spit out of the wolf's mouth, and his eyes were set with bright green gems. Even if the knife was put in the sheath, it could make people feel the cold murderous intent. Zaerhua · Utu Bone, born from a lowly slave cub, abruptly climbed to the high position of the three famous generals of Chinasi, held tens of thousands of warriors in charge of the Dafeng account, and was known as the youngest hero on the grassland.

I don't know if the teacher who told him the truth between life and death is okay now?

When he left the grassland, Sujile and Ke, the new king of the Chinastic Department, had just surrendered the great enemy, the lion king Huyan Erdun Ketu, at the cost of sacrificing Yumeng Erdun Ketu, the life of the girl he and Suille loved deeply. The Chinasi tribe annexed the Azlan tribe of the grassland and became the real hegemon of the grassland. The old king of the Chinasi tribe, the leader Su and Saihan, the leader of the Falcon horse, and countless warriors who died on the battlefield should all look forward to the day when Chinasi really become the lord of the grassland and let their king become He is the supreme emperor on the grassland. However, even if Su Rile becomes the king of the unified grassland, he will not be happy. The burly and tall man with a delicate heart just wants to have a small flock of sheep, a horse and a dog to live a grazing life on the grassland.

Moreover, Suil must hate him, and Yu Meng. Yu Meng's eyes before he died were unbelievable and disappointed, as painful as being penetrated from behind by the person he trusted the most. After recovering his memory, Yu Meng's last eyes were closed, Su Rile's angry roar, and Uma's blood splashed on the snow, making a squeak.

Suddenly, I felt that I was a disaster star, which was very ominous. Wherever he is, there will be war, and there will be dead people. From the night country to the far north grassland, now, he has gone to the battlefield again, bringing more people to the abyss of death.

"Young master? Young master? What do you think?" Xiao Wu's voice seemed to come from afar.

Xingchen was stunned and saw Xiaowu and Liuzi's eyes concerned, and then realized that he had been distracted for a long time. Since I recovered my memory, I always remember the past, and my thoughts have gone far away. The feeling of being in another world is really uncomfortable.

"Nothing, keep going." Xingchen replied briefly and didn't want to mention too much about it.

"Young master, when can we wear the general's armor without this pawn's military uniform? Hey, if it can match a horse, it will be complete! When I was in Shangji City, I often envied the prestige of Li Qiuer's soldiers and warriors. Now that we are on the battlefield, how can we do it? Xiao Wu pulled his robe and curled his lips and said in disgust.

Stars looked at the fat man's flying eyebrows and couldn't bear to hit him. According to Xiaowu's short and fat figure, can you find the armor that can stuff him into? How strong can a war horse carry the weight of one hundred and seventy catties? It's one thing to carry it, and it's another thing that the war horse can run still.

Walking like Xiaowu and the thin Liuzi are simply two extremes, standing together with a sense of joy.

He turned around slightly and glanced at the elegant man who had been following them five or six steps away. He was still a gentle scholar, but after putting on his robe and wearing a knife around his waist, he was like a beautiful winter knife wrapped in silk. The connotation of beauty was by no means a simple character. His intuition told him that he would definitely pay a heavy price for underesiring this gentle and elegant man.

Wang Zhongli, the person sent by the lord of the city to follow him to protect him actually depends more on his performance. If necessary, save his life and pull him!

Inexplicably irritable, he hates the feeling of being observed and being monitored.

As if he noticed his eyes, the elegant man smiled and nodded politely.

Xingchen turned around, and his handsome smile made people feel like a spring breeze. He asked, "Sir, do you know what our main purpose is to come to the battlefield this time?"

His voice is soft, not as low as other men, as soft as birds, and with his handsome appearance, it is difficult for people to refuse any of his requests, even if there is not much sincere smile in the coral-red eyes of Xingchen.

Wang Zhongli took two steps forward, walked side by side with them, and said, "Follow the meaning of the lord of the city, borrow a relationship to give you a number and make military achievements on the battlefield. No matter how much merit it is, you will be promoted first and enter the stream. As for whether you can become famous, it depends on your future comparison with the old generals of General Yan and the Cang Navy. In a word, the battle of Qinghe County will push you to the temple, to the sight of the real rulers of the imperial capital, and then climb to the dragon spirit to strengthen your luck and replace it with a python swallowing the dragon.

"The real ruler of the imperial capital? The emperor?" The stars muttered to themselves.

Emperor Fanyang, the lord of the royal family of the Huangfu family, Ning Zheng's father?

How similar it was two years ago. Suille, the young new king of Chinas, and Ke, must kill the lion king Huyan Erdun Ke if they want to avenge their father's death and revive the glory of the Chinas family's hegemony in the grassland for a hundred years. But will Yu Meng forgive them after killing him?

If he really replaced the status of Huangfu's family with Python Dragon, would Ning Zheng understand him?

"What the city lord said has always been very mysterious, and I don't know much about it. All I know is that this mission is to give you a great creation!"

Great creation? How big should it be? Xingchen didn't have any bottom in his heart. He remembered what Brother Yuanhong said to him the other day to be on guard against the seemingly desireless Shangji city owner, and he couldn't even trust his mother completely. These two are the demons who have survived hundreds of spring and autumn. They are used to the changes of spring and autumn, and are used to life, old age, illness and death. Time seems to be eternally frozen on them. The things they plan are indisputable overnight, not for a momentary profit, and can spend hundreds of years planning things. Is it necessary to steal from day to hide the sky and the sea?

They are the closest people to the rules of the world. They are subject to the rules and try to overthrow the rules. If they really break free from the shackles on their necks and change the magnificent power of the sea, mountains and rivers by waving their hands, coupled with almost eternal life, isn't it a living god who can rule the world? The lifeblood of life?

In an instant, he felt a chill, as if someone was blowing a chill on his back. After spending more than ten years with his mother, he never knew what she was thinking, and even his father said that he couldn't understand what his mother wanted. The kind and kind city owner grandfather was also so foggy that he seemed to be trapped and had no desire, but how many chess pieces had seen him take root in Fanyang in the past 300 years?

Is he the most dazzling and valuable chess piece in the chess game of the city owner grandpa? If he goes wrong and becomes a bad guy who destroys the whole game of chess, will he be cruelly abandoned?

Great future? Great creation? If you say send it, why do you think this is to hold him to the center of the storm and treat him as an introduction to trigger earth-shaking changes!

Suddenly, Wang Zhongli's gentle eyes were shining, without a gentle smile, and replaced by a serious face. "Mr. Xingchen, when he enters the chess game of the lord of the city lord, there is no possibility of getting out. Either he follows the wishes of the lord of the city, or he rushes on his own strength and may be able to make a living. Road. If you are lucky and just want to win a stable life, it's better to be a useless person as soon as possible. If you enter the chess game and don't want to play again, you have to make yourself like a dead man!"

"Hey, what do you mean? Can't you scare my young master? The city owner is awesome. It's amazing. Is it impossible to come out of the game after entering the game? My young master can come and leave as soon as he wants. What can I do? Xiao Wu, the first dog of Tianzihao, was angry and deliberately contradicted a sentence.

"Regress, shut up!" The stars scolded coldly.

"Oh, young master, it's a small mistake, but I'm not happy to hear those words. I can't bear to throw the young master into the cage like a bird again, just like making the young master feel comfortable..." Xiao Wu smiled dryly.

Wang Zhongli was not angry. He followed the lord of the city for 20 years. Although he was not as smokeless as the master of the city lord, his self-cultivation was indeed home.

He looked up at Qinghe City, which could already see the tower stacks clearly in the distance, and said, "This is Qinghe City. The two sides are gathering strength for each other and should be about to fight. Mengyang's confidence is very good. When he took Qinghe City, he could sit still. On the contrary, Fanyang's side dug a gully and put traps. He was very diligent. He should not be in a hurry. He should not be in a hurry. This battle was fought..."

"It's just that why does this city feel so ghostly?" Wang Zhongli muttered to himself.

Ghosty? Xingchen only felt that he could feel the great resentment in the city so far away, like the sea stirred by the strong wind, raging and roaring.

"This battle is not that simple!" Wang Zhongli asserted, "Let's see what surprise Mengyang has prepared for us in the city."

Four people in soldiers' robes looked at the ghostly slaughter city, like ants provoting huge demons, and went to the battlefield without hesitation.