Its eyes are religious, and its movements are more respectful!

Wu Haotian was stunned by this sudden scene, turned his head to look at Murong, and asked a little inexplicably, "Is this talking about me?" ”

Murong also smiled when he saw this scene, and nodded without hesitation. Burn? Wen??? ??．? ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? ｅ?ｎ?`ｏｒｇ

This time it was Wu Haotian's turn to wonder, indeed, according to their identity, it is not an exaggeration for them to call themselves young generals in their lives, and they can afford it even more, but they are used to being despised by others, and they are a little uncomfortable to be so respected suddenly.

Wu Haotian turned his head to look at the group of soldiers, smiled, and nodded, "Do your business." ”

"Yes, Major General!" The soldiers shouted in unison, and continued to patrol.

Wu Haotian turned around and looked at Murong in front of him, his eyes were full of inexplicability, while Murong shrugged his shoulders with a smile and gave Wu Haotian a thumbs up.

"Don't be sarcastic about me, Murong." Wu Haotian directly patted Murong on the shoulder, and said jokingly, "Let's go, otherwise I'll be too late to go and be beaten again." ”

Murong looked at Wu Haotian's bitter face, and didn't know why others praised him for being so uncomfortable, but he didn't ask, nodded directly, and walked forward with Wu Haotian.

At this time, Murong and Wu Haotian passed by a group of soldiers who were eating together, they were desperately rushing to eat in the cold winter of the first lunar month that had just passed the New Year, but they were still so happy.

At this time, one of the people who was sitting facing Wu Haotian saw Wu Haotian coming, and immediately said to the group of people around him, "Don't eat, the young general is here!" ”

As soon as everyone heard that the young general was coming, they immediately followed the man's eyes and really saw Wu Haotian!

So, they immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks in their hands, wiped the oil off their mouths, and the speed was surprisingly fast, and they stood up straight, like a javelin!

"Hello Major General!"

The tone of this group, as well as the eyes of the group, were the same as the previous team.

At this moment, Wu Haotian was completely stunned.

"What the hell is going on, Murong?" Wu Haotian couldn't help it, and turned his head to ask Murong who was smiling.

"Do you really not know or do you not know?" Murong looked at Wu Haotian with amusement.

"I don't know." Wu Haotian said truthfully.

"Then I'll tell you why you are respected by this pack of wolf-like soldiers." Murong straightened up, looked at Wu Haotian and said, "Because you saved Jialing City, saved them, and suffered five hundred military sticks, is this enough?" ”

"Not enough." Wu Haotian said directly.

This time it was Murong's turn to be stunned, he looked at Wu Haotian and asked a little inexplicably, "Why is it not enough." ”

"Because, what I'm doing is just what a soldier should do." Wu Haotian turned his head, looked at the group of soldiers in front of him, and said, "If they have my strength, or Su Yan's strength, they will also rescue Jialing City, which has nothing to do with strength, not people's thoughts." ”

Wu Haotian turned around, looked at Murong who was a little dazed, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Let's go, go see my father." ”

Murong nodded stupidly, but never said a word along the way.

Along the way, all the soldiers who saw Wu Haotian immediately stood upright, saluted Wu Haotian, and shouted loudly, "Hello young general!" ”

And the more you walk, the denser the soldiers, the more frequent this shouting becomes, and in the end, it almost overlaps.

Wu Haotian always smiled, unhappy, but a little sad.

In the end, he still saw his father, on the city wall of Jialing City, in the very center.

The wind on the walls was very strong, and the somewhat dilapidated and blood-stained banners on the walls were blown to the sound of hunting.

Wu Xinglei stood below the flag, solemn and far-reaching.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Wu Xinglei turned his head, looked at Murong and Wu Haotian, and finally stopped his gaze on Wu Haotian, and couldn't help but smile.

How could he not hear the earth-rending salute just now, this was a sign of respect for his son, and what reason did he have to be unhappy as a father?

He was not only happy, but also excited!

Each generation of the head of the Zhenguo Mansion must win the hearts of the army before succeeding to the throne, in other words, he must show some political achievements, so that all the soldiers of the Han Dynasty can see that he is qualified to be the head of the Zhenguo Mansion!

I think back then, Wu Xinglei was strictly educated by his father when he was a few years old, and he was sent to the frontier when he was a teenager.

However, Wu Haotian also did it, and he only needed one battle.

"You go down first, Murong." Wu Xinglei said to Murong, and after Murong went down, Wu Xinglei called Wu Haotian to his side.

"How's that, Feng'er." Wu Xinglei looked at his son with a deep smile, "How do you feel about coming all the way today?" ”

Wu Haotian listened to his father's words, looked at the sun that was still slowly rising in the east, the red-hot half of the sky, quiet, not happy or sad, "It's not good." ”

Wu Xinglei frowned, looking at his son a little inexplicable, "Why?" ”

"Such fame and fortune, don't want it." Wu Haotian said softly, looking at the clouds in the distance that seemed to be soaked red with blood, the light in his eyes flashed.

"However, now that you have become famous in the first battle, the news of you is circulating in the three major empires." Wu Xinglei looked at his son and said with a smile, "In our Han, your reputation is also crazy, and no one has ever had such treatment." ”

"So what?" Wu Haotian said directly, "Do I want to be happy because of this?" ”

“”

Wu Xinglei looked at his son with some doubts, I don't know why his son is so abnormal today?

"Or else? Shouldn't you be happy? Wu Xinglei asked his son.

At this time, Wu Haotian finally pulled his eyes back from afar and looked at his father, whom he had always respected.

"Boss." Wu Haotian said softly, but just these two words separated the two people from afar, "I want to read you a poem, I don't know if you want to hear it." ”

"Poetry?" Wu Xinglei frowned when he heard it, he really didn't like to listen to those things like literati sourness, but if his son wanted to say it, he could only nod, "Read it." ”

Wu Haotian set his eyes on the outside of the city, and moved his dry lips on the scattered corpses on the ground.

"Zeguo enters the war map, and the people have a plan to make fun of Qiaosu."

"If you don't say anything, you will succeed in ten thousand bones!"

Rising sun, fire clouds, wind and sand, lonely city.

Silence as if all had rested.

I don't know why, when Wu Haotian was reading this poem, he deliberately used enough mental strength, his voice was not loud, not strong, but it was spread far away. (To be continued.) )