All the soldiers and generals laughed, Ji Feng too, but he was not angry, he was not qualified to be angry, every laugh of these men was full of heroism and uninhibited, but at this moment, he enjoyed such a sound very much.

"The general laughed, but when I saw the general and the soldiers, I suddenly wanted to make a poem for you, and I hope I don't dislike it." Ji Feng said seriously.

When Hou Yi and the others heard this, they were a little stunned, you came all the way to me just to show your talent in front of us? We can't understand your poetry!

But in the face of such a sincere look from others, and he was embarrassed to refuse to write poems for himself and others, no wonder they all said that those literati would become elm pimples when they read every time, which is so simple as becoming pimples.

And Ji Feng groaned slightly, with his hands behind his back, looking at the soldiers who were wrapped in bandages, gray-headed, and a little curious, and slowly spoke.

"Glow-in-the-dark glass of wine,

If you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled,

In ancient times, a few people came back to fight.

Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles,

Every year the bones are buried in the wilderness,

I don't know where to blow the reed pipe,

Recruit people overnight.

The mountain is high and the road is far away and the pit is deep,

The army is galloping.

Who dares to cross the knife immediately,

Only I am General Houyi! ”

After chanting a poem, Ji Feng had never felt so comfortable and happy, and the thousands of soldiers gathered around were surprisingly quiet at this moment, some of them had red eyes, their bodies trembled, and they seemed to echo something, but no one cried, because they were soldiers, and in the door behind them, there were their families, parents, and children.

Ji Feng's poem is not too profound, but simple and easy to understand, they understand, they understand.

Hou Yi was also silent, every sentence in it seemed to touch his heartstrings, originally thought that no one understood him, but he didn't expect that in the huge heavenly realm, a scholar came and expressed his respect for them with the most simple verses.

Especially the last two lines of poetry, almost the finishing touch, who dares to cross the knife immediately, only I General Houyi!

On the one hand, this is a compliment to him, on the other hand, it is to inform him that the families of these brothers are waiting for them to go home and reunite, instead of burying their war bones in this barren depths in obscurity, and the only one who can lead them home and help them live better is him Houyi.

Thank you, thank you for your understanding, because of people like you, we know that our efforts have not been in vain, and I thank you on behalf of the 30,000 Divine Arrow Battalion brothers behind me.

Hou Yi was about to salute, but he didn't expect Ji Feng to take the first step and solemnly salute him and the brother behind him, which was a kind of thanks.

Hou Yi smiled, nodded in acceptance, and then saluted, and the thousands of soldiers behind him also saluted at this moment, and the entire battlefield, except for the motionless black centipede, all saluted.

Ji Feng finished saluting, and when he saw everyone like this, his eyes turned red.

"Thank you, General, in order to thank you, I want to hang your portrait in front of my new store, so that more people can understand you, know you, and admire you, is that okay?"

"Huh?" The style of painting became a little fast, and Hou Yimi reacted, but as soon as he saw Ji Feng stretching out his hand, a painting appeared, beckoning the two brothers to pull it away......

When the figure dressed in golden armor and with an unstoppable momentum appeared in front of everyone, Hou Yi gasped, and thousands of soldiers were in an uproar, scrambling to look at it.

"This, this is our battalion commander?"

"So powerful, so handsome, so handsome!"

"Look at the bow, look at the look."

"It turns out that our battalion commander was also young!"

"It's such a beautiful armor, there seems to be a streamer moving on that body, if the battalion commander really had such a pair of armor armed to the teeth, he wouldn't have been injured last time."

"Who painted this, it's just, it's ......"

…………

Hou Yi looked at his portrait in a daze, moved forward without obeying the call, trembled his hands, stretched out his palm, gently stroked the armor, and gradually showed a smile on his face.

Who hasn't been young, crazy, amazing, and who doesn't want to be a hero, that's how many people's dreams when they were young, this scene, how many times he has dreamed back, imagined, but he didn't expect that one day, his dream appeared in front of him so abruptly, and even a little unreal.

Carefully withdrew his hand, for fear that his hand would stain the painting, wake up from this dream, and keep muttering to himself: "It's good, it's good......"

"Who drew this?" Hou Yi was excited for a while, and then looked at Ji Feng and asked hurriedly.

"Han Xiangzi, one of the Eight Immortals." Ji Feng smiled, and then hurriedly asked, "Is it okay?" ”

Hou Yi then remembered that he wanted to hang his painting in front of his shop and make a name for himself, which was difficult for him, on the one hand, he didn't like to be famous, and secondly, such a good painting, his former dream, just hung outside, wind and rain, what a pity, if he could stay......

Hou Yi thought of a possibility, his heart suddenly pounded, but soon swept away his greed, people just made poems for himself and his brothers, and wanted to make a name for himself, how could he do that clever thing, although, this is a deserted place, his own territory, full of his own brothers, as long as he moves his thoughts, everything will be ......

Hou Yi looked at Ji Feng with expectations on his face, and called a contradiction in his heart: "Good is good, but it's not ......"

"Thank you for the success." Ji Feng hurriedly thanked, and those soldiers sighed when they heard this, because after hearing such a good painting, their portrait of the battalion commander was about to be taken out and hung in the flower world outside, and it was absolutely fake that they were not distressed, because just looking at this painting made their blood boil and full of fighting spirit, and even for a moment, some people had already treated it as a totem for each of their expeditions.

All the people, including Hou Yi, had a trace of impulse at this moment, although it didn't hurt his life, it was just a robbery, Ji Feng didn't notice it at all, and after hearing about Hou Yi's death, he was a little puzzled.

"But ......"

"Battalion commander, deputy battalion commander got drunk and fell off the stone, but there is an abyss at the bottom!" Just when Hou Yi wanted to use the most tactful language to see if he could leave the painting, a soldier suddenly shouted, followed his gaze, and just happened to see the general of the roller shutter fall headlong......

"Master-" Hou Yi didn't say a word, and hurriedly flew away, and all the soldiers also shook their armor and went together......

Ji Feng looked at it in astonishment, and then relaxed for a while, thinking that nothing would happen, but today's trip, he finally got a perfect result, his new store, Zero Point Internet Cafe, is also going to pick a good day and prepare to open.

"This little general, can you send me away?" Ji Feng turned to the path of a small soldier who had brought him in earlier.

The little soldier looked unwilling, but the general had already agreed, what could he do? I had to smile my face.

"Immortal, please!"