In Yiqujun's view, this is a show of goodwill. An elder looks like a junior makes a gesture of goodwill, and a commander makes a gesture of favor to his subordinates.

In terms of gratitude, the Chinese people have always had an excellent tradition. Generally, I encounter superiors and elders who are so empathetic and take the initiative to help solve difficulties. Generally, you have to cry bitterly, and even some people cry out of style, crying out of technical content - crying on the ground and crying. As if not to be sad, shedding a few tears is not enough to express that innocent gratitude.

As for whether you are cold or smiling after receiving the benefits, it doesn't matter, the important thing is to fool the superior leaders on the spot, and maybe give some benefits when you are excited.

Yiqujun roughly held this mentality, waiting for Yun Yue to cry bitterly. With the superb acting skills of the Oscar winner, he repaid himself for solving difficulties.

Yun Yue was very calm, clenched her fists and bowed deeply. The etiquette was perfect without the slightest flaw, and then solemnly said his words of gratitude: "Jun Shang's beautiful will Yun Yue understands ......" As soon as Yiqu Jun heard that the head was wrong, the eyes that were squinted like an old cat immediately widened.

“…… A little bit of a little thing is not a matter of worrying about you. Yiqu Jun listened to Yun Yue's answer dreamily. I deeply feel that these years are becoming more and more difficult to mix. There are actually people who steal business when King Zhuang Xiang sends someone to help Yun Yue solve practical problems. People from all walks of life in Xianyang City did not stop, first Chang Pingjun, the spokesperson of the Empress Dowager Huayang, came to visit. In other words, a diagonal street on Suzaku Street has been Yunyue since then. And generously said that it would be of great benefit to follow the Queen Mother.

Yun Yue, who had received the sugar-coated cannonball, had not laughed out loud, and another chamberlain came to the palace. Tell Yun Yue that the other half of the street is also surnamed Yun. Presented by: Gongzi Zheng.

Yiqu-kun is only here now. It's too late. In terms of the next level. It's far less than those in the palace. Also Zhuangzi outside Xianyang City. Lao Tzu now has a whole street in Xianyang City. For Yiqu Jun's stinginess, Yun Yue's heart fully despised it.

The old man was helpless and sadly gone. Now he knows that when it comes to wrists and generosity. He has fallen far behind the descendants of the winners, and it is really the back waves of the Yangtze River that push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.

Jing Er has always had a different kind of affection for the Yun family. Of course, he wouldn't believe Yun Yue's about Zhao Ji, court life was a new challenge for him. The ones who smiled flatteringly at themselves. It seems to be wearing a mask. Jing Er saw a few guys turn around, and their smiles were thrown out of the clouds, replaced by zombie-like faces. Treat the subordinates that are called a fierce speech, and the rhubarb of the huge cow family is not so horizontal.

Everyone in this court seems to be wearing masks, and behind each face there is something inexplicable. The young Jing Er was a little scared, because after his chamberlain helped him try a bite of pastry, he vomited blood and died. The blood was black, and the black clots of blood were shocking on the ground.

King Zhuang Xiang was furious, and someone actually poisoned the heir of the empire. In the harem, there was a sea of blood, and the heads were cut down in strings. One by one hung on the palace wall. It's terrifying to watch.

Jing Er likes the Yun family, and there are many people there but they are very kind. The grandmother of the Yun family looked vicious. But only the disobedient granddaughters. For the people in the family, they are all kind and angry. I've never heard of anyone poisoning themselves, and even the most hated Zheng Bin doesn't have such thoughts. The neighbors all smiled and talked when they met, and everyone had two words of sincerity on their faces, unlike in the palace where everyone had a fake face.

"Mother, is Yunhou going out to fight? I heard that the Huns are very powerful, can Yunhou beat them? "On the palace wall, the warm winter sun shines on me. Jing Er tilted his head high and looked at Zhao Ji beside him. The only thing in the palace that can give Jing Er warmth is this cheap mother, and maternal love has always been the greatest love in the world.

"Yes! Yunhou will definitely win, except for your father and king, there are not many people that our mother and son rely on. Yunhou can be counted as one, and we helped him this time. Let's hope to get married! Zhao Ji looked in the direction of the Yun family, as a person from the harem. She can't leave the palace without a will, and today is the day when Yun Yue goes on the expedition. She and Yingzheng can only look out from the palace wall.

Jing Erxiao's face turned red, and he didn't know if it was freezing or the excitement of seeing the purging army. In the end, it was a boy, seeing those sergeants in iron armor, the male hormones and adrenaline in his body were soaring wildly.

The small hand tightly grasped the sword in his waist, and his eyes shot an eager gaze. There is no doubt that Jing Er at this moment really wants to be a member of the military formation. It is a pity that King Zhuang Xiang will not allow the future heir of the empire to be in danger. Even Yun Yue went on the expedition, and Jing Er was not allowed to go to watch. Perhaps this repression led to a craving, a desire to kill in battle arrays. More than ten years later, it was this once little thief who turned into an emperor through the ages. The six countries are decisive in killing and pushing Chinese history to the great unification!

The war was urgent, there was no noisy drum music and no impassioned slogans. Yun Yue just said to set off, and more than 5,000 Qin troops walked out of the city gate. The team was eerily silent, no one spoke, only the "clanging" sound of iron armor colliding with each other, and the sound of neat footsteps.

patted Wusun Jichang on the shoulder, Yun Yue turned over and followed the flow of people, disappearing into the early morning light.

Permanent Tooth felt that he could not hold on, and the Huns went crazy. Even on cold nights, there were Hun soldiers who fought all night with torches in hand. The cremation fires that raged outside the city never went out, and the bodies of the dead began to burn inside the city. The air was filled with the smell of burning, and the ash from the corpse oil spread a layer inside and outside the city, making the snow gray and gray.

Bodies are burned outside the city to dispel fear, and burning corpses inside the city serves only one purpose – to keep warm.

Many people believe that people are useless when they die, and permanent teeth believe that they should continue to shine. As a result, the corpse became a high-quality chopping wood in Pingliang City, which lacked fuel. Large drops of human oil dripped into the fire, and when licked by the orange flames, they turned into a scorching flame. Not only does it glow, but it also heats up.

The soldiers wept as they burned the corpse of the robe. There were two furrows washed out of tears on everyone's face, but the horn sounded. Everyone had to wipe away their tears, raise their blades and stand on their positions for a new round of killing. Perhaps, the next body to be burned will be himself. In Pingliang, everyone went to warm up with corpses. Naturally, there is also the consciousness of chopping wood.

If the sky falls, who can block it with their hands. Hold up that flame, who will take over those who are tired, and who will stand up and take over those who have fallen.

The permanent teeth chanted silently in their mouths, and their eyes looked into the distance with empty eyes. Looking forward to the appearance of the person who could hold up the cool sky, he knew that he would not last long. Maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, Pingliang City will become a burned white land. Together with this fortress city, he will be scattered in the desert steppe as ashes.

The terrible north wind howled on the grassland, and there was the cry of a child in the Lele car. There was a howl of injury in the yurt, all of which was like a sharp knife mercilessly cutting through the heart of the black wind.

It has been more than a month since the siege of the city, and it has not been able to shake this Pingliang City even under the heavy casualties.

"Black Tiger!" Black Wind shouted violently, and a giant man suddenly stood up behind him. This guy is a foot tall, and his muscles are covered with a beard like a steel needle. Carrying a huge bronze stick in his hand, in such a cold weather. actually opened his arms, revealing his dark chest hair, which made people wonder if this guy was wearing a sweater.

"Big brother!" The black tiger stood beside Hei Feng, and the tall black wind looked like a junior high school student at the moment.

"The Qin people have no bows and arrows, so they rush up to open the gap." Black Wind gritted his teeth and did not hesitate to send his most elite legion. He knew that Pingliang City would not be able to hold on any longer. It's like a crumbling grass hut that will collapse when you kick the door open.

"Got it, big brother!" The voice of the black tiger was like a bass, and the urn said angrily and walked towards Pingliang City. Behind him, there were more than 100 strong Huns who were as tall and strong as bears. Each hand is a bronze stick, and each one weighs fifty or sixty pounds.

This is the essence of the entire tribe, and it is also fighting to break the black wind of Pingliang City.

The Black Tiger strode forward with his subordinates, and they didn't have the courage to do so a month ago. But now, the Qin people have run out of arrows. They could approach the city wall boldly without fear of being hit by the terrifying Qin crossbow.

The snow was trampled to the sound of "Ga Zhizhi", and a group of Hun strong men trampled on the corpses of their companions and walked towards the dilapidated Pingliang City. The siege of the city for several days had left the walls covered with black blood. The gate was already riddled with holes, and from time to time you could see stumps and broken arms in the snow that had not had time to be cleaned.

The crows in the sky never stopped circling, and the huge vultures were like bombers. From time to time huge shadows are cast from the sky, as long as the two sides are no longer at war. Crows and vultures, as well as underground rats, will pounce on them and have a fast food against the clock. Food is hard to find in winter, and if there is no huge table like Pingliang, I really don't know how many birds and animals will freeze to death this winter.

"Smack......!" The black tiger stomped on a rat that didn't have time to escape, and the stinking internal organs splattered everywhere. A pair of rather powerful claws scratched a few times on the black tiger felt boots.

"Damn, rats are so fat." The black tiger glanced at the rats underground, eating human flesh and eating extremely fat. The two eyes were blood-red, as if two red beans were bulging out of the face.

The birds and beasts that were feasting on the feast scattered in a hurry, and the heavens and the heavens entered the earth. A pair of small, blood-red eyes stared at the big man underground, hoping that they would hurry over. While the human flesh is not yet frozen, one more bite is a bite. (To be continued......)