"A group of ungrateful people, still have a face to stand in the world, and the sky has no eyes!"

The bearded man's voice was not small, full of contempt: "In this life, Lao Tzu will be a soldier with such goods, it is a real shame!"

"The Northern Army is really capable...... After so many years of fighting, they are the most unproductive, they have lost the most battles, and the nine statues have gone to help the most...... In the end, it was these guys who murdered the Nine Statues......"

"Paralyzing ...... Look at this, your own father and mother can also be killed!"

"What else can't be, it's definitely possible, go, go back!"

"Wait for the order!"

"And after seeing the conclusive evidence of the crime, these guys are still angry! If they dare to break a fart, Lao Tzu will cut off his head and rob his house, and he will also destroy this group of bastards!"

The bearded general finished speaking, waved his hand, and led people away.

Da Da Da ......

Here, a group of soldiers on duty in the northern army bowed their heads stiffly, and tears fell to the ground one by one, and they were ashamed of themselves.

Gradually, a choked voice quietly sounded.

Outside, the whispers of the various armies came one after another.

"In our barracks, the banner of revenge of the nine lords has been raised one after another, why hasn't it been raised here? Don't they all have the nine lords in their hearts? Don't they want to avenge the adults?"

"It's the Northern Army there, that is, they murdered the Nine Lords, not to mention that they don't have the face to raise the flag, I guess people don't want to raise the flag at all, at least they don't dare to raise it!"

"Phew, it turns out that not only Yang Botao is the king of turtles, but also his soldiers are also a group of cowards!"

"I didn't even dare to raise the banner of revenge of the Nine Lords...... I don't know if it's because of the weakness of the heart, or if that's what I think in my heart......"

"Grass, don't these people even have a little bit of shame?"

"Lao Tzu went crazy with anger when he thought about it...... How many times has Lord Jiuzun saved the Northern Army...... How can a man have no conscience to do this!"

"They are not human beings at all, where did they get their conscience, they were eaten by dogs long ago!"

"Phew, you are not allowed to abuse the dog, where will the dog eat black hearts, their hearts are all black!"

"If there is a real fight, Lao Tzu will not show mercy!

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

"They all say that they are not allowed to spoil dogs, dogs are the most loyal, how can they compare with dogs?!"

"That's it, it's ......"

In front of the camp gate, all the soldiers lowered their heads, all of them tilted their necks fiercely, squinting at their own team, their eyes were fierce and murderous.

The team was red-eyed, lowered their heads, gritted their teeth, and said, "You guys are waiting here, I'll ask!"

"Go!"

"It's long overdue!"

A dozen roars with a cry sounded at the same time.

The team wiped away a handful of tears, turned over on the horse, and desperately beat the horse away.

"General, why don't we raise the Nine Lords' Banner of Vengeance in our army?"

The team was rushing out of the tent in a few crumbling postures, crying out: "The brothers in the other direction have risen...... Could it be that our Northern Army is really like this?"

The general was stunned: "What flag of revenge?"

"It's the banner of revenge for the Nine Lords to seek justice! Why don't our northern army raise it!"

The team was crying loudly, and wiped his face with tears and snot: "Lao Tzu has been a soldier for so many years, and he is used to life and death on the battlefield, and Lao Tzu has never cried in the water and in the fire! But today, Lao Tzu is really enough! Lao Tzu was actually humiliated for this virtue and did not dare to squeak at all, I just hate Lima to die!"

"When I heard that the Nine Lords had been killed, Lao Tzu cut a knife in his face and vowed to avenge the adults...... When the time comes, the spearhead of the murder of the Nine Venerables is actually pointed at us!"

"Are the rumors really true?"

"Could it be that our Northern Army is really a bunch of ungrateful people?"

"Murder your own savior......! Where do the brothers still have the face to live......" This team is crying with snot and tears, and the grief and indignation are extreme.

"Banner of Vengeance?"

The general's eyes were also red: "Go to a few people to see the situation!"

"I'm not going!"

"I'm not going!"

"I'm not going either!"

An adjutant general was assigned, blushing and roaring angrily: "Why do you let me go? Why don't you go? What face do you have to go out now! Even if Lao Tzu stuffs his face in the crotch of his pants, it is gone, where is there still the face to go out to face the brothers in other directions!"

The general's angry eyes erupted with fire: "Don't go out, right!? Then the paralysis will be rolled to Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will go out to see it himself!"

The general slapped his horse and went forward, but he only took a cup of tea, and when he came back again and again, his face was flushed, and his eyes were red as blood; he roared angrily: "Make a flag for Lao Tzu!"

"Set up the altar!"

"Hurry up!"

"Our brothers in the Northern Army are not ungrateful!"

"We don't have a bad seed!"

"If it was really Yang Botao who murdered Lord Jiuzun, the Northern Army brothers would be the first to find him desperately!"

The general hissed and roared.

At the sound of the order, the entire barracks suddenly boiled, and the soldiers went back to make flags one after another, and their faces finally became a little angry.

"Gather the men!"

The general roared again.

Suddenly, a group of people came over with a cold face: "What are you doing!" Jiang Chenglong, you have gathered people privately, do you want to rebel?"

The one who came over was Yang Botao's most elite personal soldier.

And it was his own generals who spoke.

Jiang Chenglong looked over with red eyes, and waved his hand: "Assemble! Don't worry about them!"

The pro-soldier general strode forward: "Jiang Chenglong, without the order of the commander, you dare to call the shots without permission!?

The pro-soldier is also a wise man, knowing that forcing pressure at the moment will not help, it will only attract the opposite effect, but it may be effective to transfer the threat target to his soldiers.

Jiang Chenglong's eyes glared angrily, as if he could stare at blood and tears at any time, and said fiercely: "If Yang Botao is really related to the murder of Jiuzun, then he is definitely not worthy of being the commander of our Northern Army! Lao Tzu wants to fight him in person! This assembly order is what happened to Lao Tzu privately, it's great to wait for Lao Tzu to pay for his life, Lao Tzu must give this order!"

"Fuck your mother's ass! The big man is wronged! Didn't you explain the reason for the whole story yesterday?" the pro-soldier general roared angrily.

"If the commander is wronged, when the water comes out, I, Jiang Chenglong, will tie my hands and ask myself to be guilty and die! Privately gather military strength, and death is deserved, military law is ruthless, don't indulge in vain! But now, the Northern Army must act according to my orders!"

Jiang Chenglong roared loudly: "As a deputy marshal, I have the power to mobilize troops and horses, and you are just a Yang Botao's personal soldier leader, what qualifications do you have to come and ask Lao Tzu how to act! Get out of the way of Lao Tzu, otherwise, I will engage you in military law now!"

The pro-soldier general's gaze turned to staring at Jiang Chenglong calmly, and one hand slowly pressed the hilt of the knife.

Jiang Chenglong stood still, his eyes were equally fierce and abnormal.

However, everyone around Jiang Chenglong roared at the same time, the swords were sheathed, and the eyes of Yang Botao and Qin Bing looked like hungry wolves.

All it takes is a look, or an action, and it's a big fight!

"Don't go back yet!" Jiang Chenglong shouted: "What do you really want to do?!"

The captain of the pro-soldier took a deep breath, stretched out his finger and pointed at Jiang Chenglong: "You wait!"

Turn around and go back with someone.

"Now, do as I say! immediately!"

Jiang Chenglong's face is like iron.

The captain of the pro-soldier returned to his tent with a gloomy face, but was stunned to find that an altar had also been erected outside his tent. The portraits of the nine statues have been put on the table.

The captain's eyes fluctuated.

The surrounding soldiers looked at each other with dodging eyes, some were panting and groaning, and everyone seemed to have something to say.

"Captain, really?" asked a big man in a trembling voice.

"I believe that the commander will never do such a thing! It's all a conspiracy to distort the facts!" the captain gritted his teeth in support.

"What if...... Did the marshal really do it?" asked another.

The captain's face twitched muscles, and he didn't speak for a long time. He stood upright, looking at the portraits of the Nine Statues, and suddenly fell to his knees.

There was a gloom on the faces of all the soldiers.

"As a commander's own soldiers, every time we fight, we rush to the front, and every time we lose, it is also the time when we are the most desperate and dangerous...... Therefore, every time the Nine Lords make a move, it is equivalent to saving the big guy once. ”

"But, we are the commander's own soldiers!"

"If this is true...... The entire Northern Army can be said to have nothing to do with the Northern Army. Only we can't say that!"

"No one will believe us even if we say it!"

"We are the commander's own soldiers, and we are all the most trusted and closest people to the commander. ”

"The Nine Venerables have given us countless lives, but the Great Shuai is also a person who is as kind to us as a mountain. ”

The captain closed his eyes and said quietly, "If it's true...... If it's true......"

His voice suddenly snorted: "If it's true, no matter which side you're on now, what face will you have to live afterwards!"

Before the words fell, there was silence all around!

in the Royal Palace.

Taiwei Fang Qingtian was half-lying on his chair, gasping hard.

His Majesty the Emperor sat on a large chair in the imperial study, quietly waiting for the results.

Qiu Jianhan and Leng Dao Yin also stared at the old lady.

After a long time, Fang Qingtian opened his eyes and said, "What Yang Botao said is a lie...... Moreover, it seems that it has been prepared for a long time...... Therefore, Yang Botao must have a problem in this matter. ”

His Majesty the Emperor nodded calmly and said, "The old lady has to prove it, and the truth is clear, but at this time, Yang Botao's rebellion has become a trivial matter...... The tornado that appeared last night, is it the Wind Venerable? And the one who sent out the fire attack, could it be the Fire Venerable?!"

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