The high-level generals of Beiliang who attended, including the military lord Ning Bei!

Courtyard No. 1, the core area of the Beiliang Army.

From the 1st to the 10th courtyard, there is a strict division, which belongs to the resting place of the high-ranking generals of the ten major legions.

The funeral had just begun, and no one was late.

Except for Xiao Jiu, who guards Lingnan, almost all the rest have arrived.

The nine army commanders, all the major army commanders, were all absent, dressed in black, with white scarves around their sleeves and cool knives around their waists.

The soldiers of the Northern Liang Army, the knife does not leave the body, this is the rule!

This is true for any occasion.

When the Northern Liang Army held the highest meeting, everyone could wear a cool knife to attend.

In this heavily guarded courtyard, the warriors who enter and leave here are all important figures in the north.

Accompanied by the door of the small courtyard, a strong voice appeared, saying, "The military master has arrived!" ”

Swish!

All the soldiers sitting in the small courtyard all brushed up.

Ningbei is coming, no one dares to sit!

A young man in white entered this small courtyard.

"Captain!"

Chen Changsheng was the leader, the major army commanders were in front, and nearly a hundred corps commanders shouted in unison.

Ningbei continued to move forward, and Chen Changsheng and the others stood on both sides and made a way.

In the mourning shed in front, there is a photo of Lu Xiaotian.

A very cheerful seventeen-year-old boy, wearing the black uniform of the Beiliang Army, under his young appearance, there are golden stars on his shoulders.

This is an internationally accepted symbol.

Because this is a star!

The young general Lu Xiaotian died last night.

If he doesn't die, his future achievements will not be weaker than the top ten army commanders of Beiliang.

Ning Bei didn't say a word, stepped forward, took three incense sticks, lit them lightly with the help of candles, and never looked back, but asked calmly: "Xiaotian died in battle, did you notify his family?" ”

"Xiaotian is an orphan and was recruited by the Beiliang Military Academy from the outside world."

Chen Changsheng is familiar with the details of his top ten corps commanders.

Lu Xiaotian is an orphan, he was recruited into the Beiliang Military Academy five years ago, and before he reached the age of graduation, he had already joined the Beiliang Army, made great achievements, and was ranked as the commander of the corps.

The only in-service student of Beiliang School who won the post of commander of the Beiliang Army Corps is Lu Xiaotian.

After listening quietly, Ning Bei walked to the inside of the mourning shed, where a pitch-black coffin was docked.

The coffin has not yet been covered, leaving it for relatives to look at the remains.

There was indeed a body inside the coffin.

It's carved out of wood!

Wood is cut for the body, and silver is cast.

The burial specifications of ancient princes, but now this scene, it is difficult to give Ningbei an explanation.

This scene in front of me is not unusual.

Not to mention a million-level battlefield, just a legion-level battlefield, with 100,000 people participating in the battle at every turn, it is a flesh and blood grinding plate.

If it is the core area of the battlefield, it is not uncommon for hundreds of people to turn into pulp in an instant.

Now that Ningbei sees this scene in the coffin, it means that Lu Xiaotian's body has not been recovered, and he is permanently left on the battlefield outside Humen Pass.

Ning Bei asked angrily: "Xiaotian's corpse, haven't you been able to bring it back?" ”

"The rules of the Beiliang Army, where you die in battle, you will bury your bones here, last night the war began in full swing, on the battlefield, if you want to save a corpse, you will drag ten to eight soldiers to death."

Chen Changsheng did not shy away from this question.

He said why he didn't bring Lu Xiaotian's body out of the battlefield in the first place.

The cruel reality at that time did not allow Chen Changsheng to do this.

On the battlefield, 100,000 people stepped on the corpses at every turn, and the corpses turned into pulp in an instant, making it difficult for you to save the corpses.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and once you fall on the battlefield, that is your own destiny.

Ning Bei said indifferently: "Li Chaoyuan is not complaining about his death, the warriors of the southern country have dyed the blood of my Beiliang people, it is a feud, and the warriors of the southern kingdom will kill them if they encounter them!" ”

"Whoa!"

The nine army commanders and nearly a hundred army commanders all bent down to obey orders.

No matter how obedient the southern country is now, as long as the people of Beiliang encounter the warriors of the southern country, they still have the attitude of killing and killing.

Chen Changsheng said in a deep voice: "Our Northern Liang Army spent three days to purge hundreds of thousands of warriors in the south, which is enough to comfort Xiao Tian's spirit in the sky!" ”

"Hmph, slaughtering the warriors of the southern country can't withstand the life of one of my Northern Liang Army."

Ning Bei reprimanded, revealing his inner attitude.

This Northern Liang military lord has never regarded the warriors of the Northern Eight Heroes as human beings.

Killing hundreds of thousands of martial artists in the south of him could hardly extinguish the killing intent in Ning Bei's heart.

At this moment, outside the No. 1 courtyard, a young man in black uniform appeared, wearing a black scarf.

It's a dark pile!

He asked to see Chu Lan.

Someone immediately entered the door to report, and said in a low voice in Chu Lan's ear: "Second master, ask to see you in the dark!" ”

"Fourth, you go and deal with it!"

Chu Lan sat in a wheelchair, and in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that he was still the polite and polite Chu lame, and there was no trace of military spirit on his body.

The fourth master of Beiliang fell into the dust, and was just about to turn around and go out.

Ning Bei frowned and said, "Let the dark pile come in!" ”

"Yes!"

At the gate of the small courtyard, sixteen young men standing guard immediately let the hidden stake go.

In the north, Ningbei's words are military orders, which are better than anyone's words.

The young man in the strong suit entered the small courtyard with a dark pile, and he was stunned on the spot.

Cold sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, but he didn't expect that in the No. 1 courtyard, almost all the high-level figures of their Northern Liang Army were gathered, and the military lord Ning Bei was here.

Under everyone's gaze, he is a small dark pile, and he feels that the pressure is great!

The young man bent down and shouted: "Beiliang dark pile Chen Hong, see the military master!" ”

"Tell me directly, what's wrong, I'm in such a hurry to meet my second brother!" The white-clothed god Qiu Yuting them, there is no mother-in-law and mother-in-law.

Chen Hong glanced at Chu Lan.

Chu Lan nodded and said softly, "Say it!" ”

The dark pile of Beiliang is loyal to Ningbei, followed by Chu Lan.

Chu Lan didn't nod in agreement, the dark pile would never dare to reveal any secrets.

Chen Hong said in a deep voice: "According to reliable information, Commander Lu is not dead!" ”

Swish!

Everyone looked at it in unison.

Chen Changsheng's face was the most ugly.

If Lu Xiaotian hadn't died, today's funeral would have become a joke.

has become the biggest joke of the Northern Liang Army this year.

The commander of the Beiliang Army, before he died in battle, held a funeral, and if it was spread out, wouldn't it be laughed off by outsiders.

Chen Changsheng said in a low voice: "If the news is true, even if today's funeral becomes a joke, I, Chen Changsheng, will admit it!" ”

No one laughed.

Many things, those present, hope that the so-called funeral, will become a joke.

They all hope that their comrades are still alive.

Only Chu Lan slowly got up from the wheelchair and said softly, "Is the news true?" Do you know the rules of a mistake and not used for life? ”

"Chen Lingyu has already brought people to the past to confirm the news."

Chen Hong wiped the cold sweat on his cheeks, he couldn't confirm the news himself, he just came to report to Chu Lan according to the rules.

As a result, how did he know that even the military lord Ning Bei was in the No. 1 courtyard.

Ning Bei opened his mouth and asked, "Where is the source?" ”