The wind blows from the far north, with a cold sound and endless cold.

Winter in the north has arrived.

Dai Yinhe sat in the underground air-raid shelter, smoking in silence, and the smoke had fallen to the ground.

"Yinhe, our army was attacked at the Fan River, and has now retreated into the realm of Feng Shui. The old man in a black military uniform walked in, and he sat down in front of Dai Yinhe and sighed lowly.

"It means that my brother's efforts have been in vain. Dai Yinhe sighed and said.

"Yinhe, you should know very well what kind of person Dai Chongming is, with his ability to command wars, we will definitely be defeated in the Snow Country. The old man in military uniform hunched over in a chair and sighed.

Dai Yinhe smoked a cigarette and said nothing.

"Yinhe, now that it has entered winter, our military expenses have been exhausted, and the soldiers have no cotton clothes. The old man looked at Dai Yinhe and said.

"Teacher, don't say it. Dai Yinhe stretched out his hand to stop the old man, "My dad has to use that military money to build a statue, but I can't do anything now, I'm just a nominal general now, in fact, I don't have any power." Dai Yinhe pressed the cigarette on the table, his long eyebrows furrowed tightly, a look of pain on his face, his hands clenched tightly, his nails embedded in his palms.

"You have shares in Dai's industry in your name, can't you use them?" the old man asked in a low voice.

"My dad has my shares, what can I do. Dai Yinhe whispered.

His voice was hidden in the low roar of the plane flying by, there was a bomb exploding somewhere, making a loud noise, Dai Yinhe suddenly felt that he was as small as dust, he couldn't do anything at all, he couldn't change anything.

"Actually, it's not like you can't do anything. The old man sighed.

"I know, teacher, but how can I bear it, he is my father. Dai Yinhe whispered.

"As long as he is there, you can't be unified, you can't fulfill your brother's wishes. There will be a lot of people who will die because of your father's stupid decisions, and how cruel it is, you know. The old man's voice was old and a little tired.

Dai Yinhe stood up, and he reached out and threw the cigarette from the book on the ground.

"Yinhe, now is not the time for you to relent. The old man whispered.

"I know. Dai Yinhe did not speak.

Snow fell from the sky very high and flew in the air, the sky was pale, and the snow soon filled the sky and the sky, and the vision soon became blurred.

Nine Rolls-Royces drove down the highway path. The Rolls-Royce was followed by the troop transporter.

The Rolls-Royce got off the highway and drove into the birch forest.

The straight trunk of the white birch stretches straight into the sky, and the snow falls on the trunk, giving off a crisp smell.

The black military boots stepped on the thin snow that fell on the ground, leaving black footprints.

"Mr. Admiral, please come here. A soldier saluted respectfully.

Dai Chongming nodded slightly, he was wearing a crisp black military uniform with a belt, but this showed that he had a fat belly because of his age. He was of medium stature, wearing a military cap that covered his eyes, and he exuded a majestic temperament.

"Big brother. Dai Chongming's younger brother Dai Zhiming stepped forward and said, "Yinhe didn't come." ”

"He never came to pay tribute to his brother. Dai Chongming sighed, and he whispered, "Let's go in." ”

There were already many soldiers around, and Dai Chongming and Dai Zhiming walked side by side into the birch forest.

Dai Yinqing's body was buried in the depths of the birch forest, surrounded by countless birch trees, and he guarded the world as firmly but gently as a birch during his lifetime.

Dai Chongming saw the tomb of his eldest son, he suddenly felt a little melancholy, his eldest son joined the army at the age of sixteen and participated in the uprising, he did not support, finally, under the leadership of his eldest son, the uprising overthrew the royal family of the Snow Country, and established the United States of Military and Political Integration, Yin Qing is the general of the country and the supreme ruler of the Snow Country, what he did glorified the ancestors, and he was extremely proud of his son. Soon, the eldest son began to march westward, he was unexpectedly good at fighting, he won the alliance of the Black-clothed Sect and Yuntian again and again, without a single defeat, he was proud and proud of his son, although he was an oil giant, and he traded hundreds of millions of dollars at every turn, but the thing he was most proud of was that he had a son like Yin Qing.

His son died in the car, he saw his son lying in the car covered in blood, almost unconscious, he collapsed at that time, he knelt on the ground and cried, tears rained down, hated to replace him.

He was not good at war, but he longed for the power left by his son, and he hollowed out his youngest son and held the highest power in the Fallen Snow Country.

Everyone knows what a cruel man he is, but the first time he faces his dead son, there is a deep sense of pain and sorrow.

The son, who had once made him immensely proud, now lies on the ground, leaving only a small tombstone on which nothing is written.

Dai Chongming's old eyes were covered with tears, and he walked over, but he was stunned.

From the birch forest next to it, a person came out.

"Moanhe. Dai Chongming was stunned for a moment and looked up at Dai Yinhe.

Dai Yinhe was wearing a black military uniform, no hat, he was wearing a black military overcoat, and stood in front of Dai Yinqing's tomb without any expression on his face.

"Why are you here today?" Dai Chongming put away the sadness in his eyes and said coldly.

"You should be glad my brother is dead. Dai Yinhe turned his head, he held the daisy flower in his hand, he reached out and put the daisy in his hand in front of the tombstone, the light and mild color of the daisy flower, lining the birch forest this winter is not so monotonous, a little more warm.

"Yinhe, how do you talk to your father. Dai Zhiming said.

"Uncle, this has nothing to do with you. Dai Yinhe turned his head, father and uncle.

"Dai Yinhe, what do you want to say?" Dai Chongming shouted. His love for his second son is not as much as that of his eldest son, but he hates his second son more than iron and steel, Dai Yinhe was obsessed with painting when he was young, although he was forced to join the army, but he obviously did not like life in the army. He forced him to study at the National Military School in Qingguo, and he had no choice but to go, but his grades were mediocre, and he failed a single subject, nor did he excel in a single subject. He was always obsessed with painting, and he spent all the money he gave him on painting, and he felt that he was not like his son.

"Father doesn't have to pretend anymore, after my brother died, he gave me power, but you have that power. Dai Yinhe whispered.

"Yinqing is my son. Dai Chongming frowned.

"I am also an elder brother, you have two sons, and I have only one elder brother. Dai Yinhe whispered, "Brother left his things to me, not to you." ”

"That's enough, you shut up for me. If it weren't for you, Yin Qing wouldn't have died. Dai Chongming shouted.

"It's because of me. "So I must carry on his legacy, and I want to unify the north." His voice was slow but firm.

"Jokes. Dai Chongming shouted, "With you, why do you unify the north?"

"With me, I have never embezzled military funds to build statues, I have never lost a war, and I have never lost everything my brother left behind. Dai Yin and his voice were unusually calm, as if he was stating something completely unrelated to himself.

"What do you mean by that. Dai Chongming suddenly had a very strong and ominous premonition, and he shouted, "You dare to talk to your father like this!"

"I'm sorry, Dad. Dai Yinhe whispered to his father, and he raised his hand and waved.

The snow seemed to be falling heavier, overwhelming, and the eyes were pale.

A gun silently pressed against Dai Chongming's waist, Dai Chongming was stunned, he turned his head, and the heavily armed soldiers behind him were holding black spears, and the spears were firmly on his waist.

"You're crazy, what are you going to do!" exclaimed.

"Father, I have to fulfill my brother's will, I'm sorry. Dai Yinhe whispered.

"I'm going to kill you traitor!" shouted Dai Chongming, who suddenly pulled out his matching gun, and silver bullets flew towards Dai Yinhe.

However, everyone saw it, and several silver bullets fell to the ground in front of Dai Yinhe, losing their power.

"Chongming, you are already old, can you count points in your heart. A lazy voice rang out.

"Qingming!" Dai Chongming was stunned.

Shen Fenghua pushed the young man in a wheelchair out of the birch forest.

"Qingming, why did you betray me!" Dai Chongming shouted. He had been pinned to the ground by the soldiers beside him.

"I didn't betray you, when you hired the twenty-four solar terms, I told you that the twenty-four solar terms only fight for yourself. Qingming smiled lazily.

"Dai Yinhe, what the hell are you trying to do?" shouted Dai Chongming, trying to break free from the soldiers' hands.

"Father, uncle, you go to Chenghu to retire. Dai Yinhe took a breath and whispered.

"Don't take it away yet. The old man standing behind Dai Yin commanded.

"You actually imprisoned your father, Dai Yinhe, are you hard-hearted? You do this, are you worthy of me?" Dai Chongming cried, his hands and feet tied.

"I'm sorry, father. Dai Yinhe whispered, he didn't look at his father and uncle, he turned his head, looked at the tombstone without a word, he slowly squatted down, and reached out to help the tombstone.

Everyone who was close to Dai Yin and others saw that a tear fell on the tombstone, but soon, the tear was covered with a heavy snow, which seemed to bury all the dirty pain