Leshan looked at Feng Li, who was strong and smiling, and shook his head, this kid is too strong, no wonder Nie Cheng can rest assured that Angola Luz City will be handed over to her. Even if he encounters such a thing, he will definitely not be able to calm down for a long time, and Feng Li has already run to inspire the Death Sword.

"Wen Mu, Fengli is a good girl, you protect her well." A unique good woman, forbearing, strong, brave, generous, wise. If the hidden phoenix sinks to the ground and soars for nine days, it will be sooner or later.

"I will." Wen Mu replied, he had always known this, his eyes were more and more nostalgic on Feng Li, Wen Mu looked at Feng Li without speaking. Some things, I'm afraid can only be done after the war ends, or Feng Li leaves office, after all, Feng Li's identity is too special.

It was the Legion of the Reaper who was fighting today, so fortunately, there was no crying or groaning of grief in the city or on the walls. Nie Xiaoyu walked through every sentry post and every place in the city step by step, and his heart gradually quieted down. Feng Li replaced the grief of the ordinary soldiers in the city of Ruz in Angola with his own.

Today, after a few days of silence, Chahan suddenly sent an attack, and no one knew whether he was real or fake. Fengli had no choice but to send his own direct legion, the Death Legion, the strongest team in Angola Ruz City. He knew that the Legion of Death could deal with any situation, especially when the princess was still in their hands and he didn't know what tricks Zha Han would make, Fengli had already prepared for the worst.

Looking down from the city walls, all sides are cleaning up their soldiers, and the number of soldiers in the city of Angola Ruz is very small, because the Death Legion is too strong. The casualties of Gatu today are particularly high, and the death toll of the Reaper Legion on the battlefield is almost negligible.

Nie Xiaoyu was strange. It's not that I haven't seen the battle of the Reaper Legion, it's not that I haven't seen the confrontation between the Reaper Legion and Gatu, the Reaper Legion is strong. Gatu is also strong, the Death Legion and their battalion can't cause such casualties at all. Nie Xiaoyu looked carefully, those who were carried away were indeed Jiatu's people, but what was the matter with such a phenomenon?

Of course, Nie Xiaoyu and Feng Li didn't know that they were in the other direction, and Zha Han had already moved forward with a neat team. The destination is unclear. They waved their flags, their horses' hooves were arrayed, and the formation was neat and orderly. There is no messy look at all. There was no pain and decadence after the defeat, only the desire for victory and the hope of a bright future.

Feng Li and Wen Mu left the Grim Reaper Dark Sword, did not return to the Marshal's Mansion, and went directly to the Grim Reaper Legion.

Wu Zhengning's body has been cremated. All the qiē is packed in a small clay pot. Feng Li stroked the clay pot and sighed.

"Qin Xinghe, you can take Wu Zhengning back!" The wind is soft.

"Yes, Chief!" Qin Xing and Ying Dao. I also want to go back, I have been away from that everyone's home for a long time, and the brothers around me have fallen a lot. I need to bring them back and let them guard and rest in peace.

"Ask my brother if I want to go back with you. Take them with you! Feng Li's voice was sentimental.

"Chief, I can go back too." Myron listened. Feel like you have a part.

"Go back, go back if you want to go back." Fengli said sadly.

"What do you mean, Chief?" Tang Yiming felt that Feng Li had something to say, and the leader's expression today was too wrong.

"Go back when you still have a chance, don't come back." Feng Li looked at everyone and said coldly, Qin Xing and their excitement were suddenly stunned.

"Chief, what does this mean?" The meaning is very clear, but everyone doesn't understand why?

"You still have a chance to go back, don't wait until you all fall and never have a chance to go back." Fengli said with a sigh.

"Chief, we won't leave you." Tang Yiming took a step forward and said softly and firmly.

"Yes, chief, we will share life and death." Myron stepped forward and continued.

"Let's go, all of them." Fengli suddenly lost his temper and roared.

Today, I watched Wu Zhengning fall in front of him, but he couldn't do anything. I could have saved him, I could have saved him. However, he could only watch feebly as the arrow of the passenger car shot into his chest. If the brothers around him don't leave, isn't it, they will all leave themselves?

"Leader ......" had never seen the wind so out of control, and the people of the Death Legion were stunned.

"What life and death are together? And what about him? And what about them? Where are they? We're here, still alive? But what about them? Life and death are the same, a big heart joke! Fengli laughed and said, but the sadness in the laughter made people want to cry.

"Chief, that is your wish, and it is our wish. It's just that when we arrived in the city of Ruz in Angola, what our brothers thought in their hearts was, to accompany you to the end. We will never leave you alone, we are a big family, and we will be with you until the end of our lives. Myron said loudly.

"The end of life? yes, they all did! Do you want to do the same? Feng Li pointed to the clay pots and clay pots, and looked at Mei Long and Tang Yiming coldly.

"Leader......" Tang Yiming wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Feng Li.

"Don't say anything. I can't afford this kind of affection, and it's not worth it. Wen Mu will pass me an order to the defenders of the city, they must leave the city early tomorrow morning! Feng Li didn't listen to any opinions, and left quickly after speaking. I can't afford my brother's fall anymore!

"Leader......" Qin Xing and them wanted to call Feng Li, but Feng Li kept on his feet and left without looking back.

"Brother Wenmu, what's wrong with the chief? What are we going to do? Qin Xinghe didn't expect that his return to the Death Legion would be such a result.

Feng Li looked indifferent, but his heart was hot. She doesn't want to lose any of you again. Wen Mu was pulled by everyone and asked why.

"We know that we will not let the leader fight alone in the city of Ruz in Angola." Huang Zi'an said. Huang Zi'an is old and speaks extremely calmly. Now that he has said this, it is almost a foregone conclusion, indicating that this is everyone's decision and determination.

"You'd better leave. If you leave, Fengli's heart will be much less stressed, and this mood will help her a lot. Wen Mu said.

Watching the wind leave the silence day by day, the more indifferent it became. The originally clear and cold eyes became sad and silent, and Wen Mu was too distressed. Perhaps, Qin Xing and the departure of important people like them in the wind centrifugation is really a good thing for the wind to leave.

"Brother Wenmu, shall we discuss something with you?" Qin Xinghe looked at Wen Mu and said.

"Do you need to tell the leader about this?" Qin Xinghe said.

"What the hell is going on?" Wen Mu was very puzzled as to what would happen.

"That's the ......" Qin Xinghe came to Wen Mu's ear and whispered, Wen Mu first looked at Qin Xinghe in surprise, and then looked at the firm gaze of Tang Yiming and the others beside him, so he had to nod. There are some things that I can't control, and Fengli can't decide.

Fengli returned to the marshal and looked at Luo San who was talking to Yuxin, and his mood was finally a little happier. Sister Yuxin is accompanied by Luo San, and she won't be bored, but she will still be bored.

"The wind is off." Yu Xinluo and the three of them both saw Fengli and shouted in unison.

"Sister Yuxin, Luo San." Feng Li smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Done?" Yu Xin's brows seemed to relax a lot when she saw Feng Li.

"I'm done. By the way, Sister Yuxin, will you go back to the village with Qin Xing and them tomorrow morning? Feng Li thought, Yu Xin still left. Such a bloody city is not suitable for a beautiful, clear and bright person like Yuxin, and the gentle and quiet mountain village is a good destination for her.

"What's going on?" Feng Li's non-negotiable appearance made Yu Xin very surprised.

"I arranged for Qin Xing and them to leave early tomorrow morning, and you go back with them." Fengli said softly, his tone was bitter and helpless, more relaxed.

"Feng Li, I don't care how you arrange Qin Xing and them. However, since I, Yuxin, have come to Angola Ruz City and said that I want to accompany you, I will definitely stick to the end. I am not your subordinate, nor your soldier, nor your brother, and you cannot command me. Besides, we have worshipped, I am still your sister, can't my sister protect my sister? Can my sister leave my sister? I'm not leaving, resolutely no. Yu Xinyan said seriously.

"Sister Yuxin, this place is not for you, you better go." For Yu Xin, Feng Li really has no way to be tough.

"Fengli, this is my decision, no matter whether I live or die, I don't blame anyone." Yu Xin stepped forward and took Feng Li's hand and said.

"Fengli, I understand that you want to protect everyone around you. But you are not God, and you can't control everything. The battlefield is inherently instantaneous, and you can't fully predict it. The city of Ruz, Angola, I know it better than you and I love it. After decades of border passing, I know the fate of our border people, that is, to live and die with the Angolan city of Ruz. So there's no difference between staying here and in the village. Yu Xin looked at the wind and said in a heavy voice. The feelings of the border pass for hundreds of years, like blood, shuttle between the people of the border pass and the city of Ruz Angola, they are one.

"You are the marshal of the city of Angola Ruz, and to be with you is to be with the city of Angola Ruz, and there is no difference between here and in other places?" Yu Xin looked at Feng Li and shook her head.

"Fengli, you are indifferent to your own life and death, and please be indifferent to our life and death. No one is different, we are all Mia, we are border people, we are guarding the city of Angola Ruz together, we are no different. Life is just a few decades, or even less, and we don't want to live long. We only ask for wonderful, splendid! Yu Xin said this, looking at Feng Li and smiling.

"Okay!" Feng Li knew that he would never be able to say anything about Sister Yuxin, so he could only agree. I thought to myself, maybe, Sister Yu Xin will be better than herself as this marshal. If Nie Cheng met Sister Yuxin, would things be different? Will Angola Ruz City be any different? (To be continued......)