Ningbei rarely hesitated!

If the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Yi is given to Su Qinghe, she will have to shoulder her due responsibility.

Even in the future, Su Qinghe became Ning Bei's wife.

The owner of the phoenix clothes of the hundred birds will also die at the moment of crisis in my China!

Some things are not up to anyone!

Ning Bei's thin lips moved slightly: "Chao Fengyi, you can't give Xiao Qinghe!" ”

"Why?"

Xiao Hanhan was stunned.

Why doesn't Ningbei give it?

Zhu Ling'er's eyes flashed with doubt.

Ning Bei left without explaining to them.

It's about Su Qinghe, Ning Bei has moved his personal feelings and selfish intentions after all!

Once Su Qinghe is added to the phoenix clothes, he will immediately leave for Kyoto to be crowned and rank as an important minister in the palace!

Chaofeng clothes, real dragon robes and so on.

Ye Xinghe's four people are all important ministers of the palace.

The power of Ningbei is almost below one person and above ten thousand!

Carrying the national fortune and the glory of Beijing, carrying the burden that ordinary people do not know.

Can Su Qinghe hold up this burden?

I can tell you clearly!

If you can't hold up this burden, you will die!

Let's put it more thoroughly.

If Ning Bei marries Su Qinghe in the future.

He is the master of the Beiliang Army, and the unicorn robe is his life.

If she wears a phoenix robe, she will be in charge of the Huaxia Fengming Army.

One day, I will really usher in a national disaster in China.

If Ningbei wants to die, it is incumbent on him.

The Beiliang military master is by no means a person who steals his life!

And the owner of Chao Fengyi also needs to die!

The husband and wife both died, how tragic.

If there are heirs in the future, if Ningbei falls, Su Qinghe will also die.

Who will raise the children?

These things are all problems at hand.

It's not that Ningbei has a long-term view.

It's this King of Beiliang, the road to rise at a young age, accompanied by killing and blood.

Eight thousand miles north of the desert, it has been a battleground for soldiers throughout the ages.

For countless years, it is not known how many white bones have been buried.

The generation of Ningbei is a Xu country, how can it be a Xu family!

Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere, why should the horse leather shroud be returned!

In the Northern Liang sequence, up to the military master, down to the sergeant, sitting in the north, everyone is ready to die in battle.

It's not that the soldiers of the Beiliang Army are determined to die.

In the affairs of the military, if there is a war, there will be death!

War is not a one-man war.

Once a war is ignited, human life will become the cheapest thing.

Also, the Beiliang Army doesn't like to kill!

That's eight countries outside the borders, and they have repeatedly violated my borders!

If the Northern Liang Army does not face the battle, the territory left by the ancestors will be surrendered to outsiders.

This kind of thing cannot be borne by all the officers and men of the military department.

This is the greatest shame for the people of the military!

Soldiers, to protect the country and defend the land as their own responsibility.

Ning Bei is used to killing, so he can't give Su Qinghe to the phoenix clothes, and he would rather be an ordinary person.

Zhu Ling'er helplessly spread out her little hands and said, "Okay, the change of hands in Chaofengyi is a big deal, and I have to say hello to Kyoto." ”

"The master of Chao Fengyi, in charge of the 100,000 elites of the Fengming Army, although they are all daughters, they have inherited the inheritance of the empress, and their overall combat power is not weaker than any man."

Ma Mo whispered.

The master of Chao Fengyi not only needs to have the talent of martial arts, but also the talent of the commander.

Su Qinghe really can't hold it!

Moreover, on the 3rd of next month, the meeting of 100 generals will be held.

The seven elites of China, all those in charge will gather in the Ning family.

The leader of the Feng Ming Army must be selected before this.

The Seven Elites of China.

The Northern Liang Army in Ningbei.

The West Liang Iron Ride of the Horse Moxibustion.

Yuan Chong's Guan Ning Army.

Ye Xinghe's Imperial Forest Army.

The unparalleled Kyoto garrison of the Imperial Father.

The last two are the South China Stronghouse and the Fengming Army.

Seven elites, Beiliang is respected!

When necessary, they all listen to the orders of the king of the north.

Therefore, all parties will not be absent from the meeting of the hundred generals.

Next, Ningbei took a helicopter back to Bianjing City.

Regarding the evacuation of overseas Chinese, no one in the three countries outside the country dared to make small moves.

In Bianjing Ningjia Manor.

Old man Zhang went out earlier to find the geography teacher.

Now that the old man Zhang is back, he also brought home a sixty-year-old man, and the two of them hugged their heads and cried.

As Ning Bei expected, the geography teacher who once taught Su Qinghe.

It is indeed a surviving member of the Lingnan Army.

It's a pity that the old Lingnan department is now old!

Even those who survived were sixty years old.

They're all old veterans!

As soon as Ningbei came home by helicopter, he saw the old man Zhang in tears.

The sixty-year-old man looked at Ning Bei with cloudy eyes, and his gaze fell on the small golden unicorn icon carried by his clothes.

Golden unicorn!

The flag symbol of the Lingnan Army that year.

The Beiliang Army belongs to the successor!

Inherit the will of our ancestors and protect the splendid mountains and rivers of China.

The sixty-year-old man saluted with the Lingnan military salute, and said in a trembling voice: "The Third Army of the Lingnan Army, the veteran Du Jiangong under the command of the First Corps, see the young master!" ”

Lingnan belongs, and Ningbei is regarded as a young master.

No problems at all!

Because Ningbei inherited the golden unicorn!

Now the old man is old, he is no longer in the prime of his youth, and he has been incognito for 40 years, and he still has to bear the name of the remnants of the rebels.

Ning Bei said softly: "Chunyu's soldiers! ”

"Yes!"

Li Ergou's eyes were red beside him.

His real name is Li Chunyu, the commander of the Third Army of the Lingnan Army that year, he became the god of war at the age of twenty, and it took only two years to become the god of war at the age of twenty-two!

At that time, he was in his prime and famous in Lingnan.

Now it's like this.

It wasn't for Ningbei to find them, Li Ergou was still hiding in the Taoist temple and spent the rest of his life incognito.

Old man Zhang hoarsely said a request: "Young master, I want to recall the old department!" ”

"In the name of the Lingnan Army, recall the old troops and participate in the battle to recover Liuli Island!"

Old man Zhang finished speaking.

He knelt on his knees and asked Ning Bei to help him.

The governor of Lingnan back then, a generation of genius Zhang Yunfei, and the leader of the younger generation of Shushan, how dazzling.

Now, he's on his knees!

Li Ergou knelt down on the spot and said hoarsely: "Please agree, young master, we will re-summon the old department to participate in the war!" ”

"Yes!"

Ningbei agreed.

This matter has long been promised to Old Man Zhang.

It's time to deliver on that promise!

Old man Zhang said hoarsely: "Yunfei knocks on the young master's great kindness!" ”

"Chunyu thanks the military lord for his great grace!"

Li Ergou's eyes were slightly red.

In their lives, they never thought that they could reconvene the old Lingnan department.

Ning Bei said softly: "The two of you kneel, you know, I have no way to retreat!" ”

Old man Zhang knelt down, and Ningbei had no choice.

Just a kneel.

Let Ningbei bear the burden of avenging the Lingnan Army.

Followed by.

Ning Bei stood with his hands in his hands, and said coldly: "Xiao Lan, order all the dark piles belonging to Beiliang, and the Lingnan military flag will stand in Bianjing, and recall all the old departments to which Lingnan belongs!" ”

"Yes!"

Chu Lan sat in a wheelchair, and in the breeze, he gave an order through his watch.

The dark stake of the Northern Liang Army was controlled by Chu Lan.

There are hidden piles all over the world!