Ning Bei came to the foot of Liangshan, looked at the six of them, slowly looked at Chu Lan, and said softly: "The Northern Liang Army will be in charge of you in the future, and after the war in the north subsides, Xuanyuan will succeed the army leader!" ”

They had just met.

Ningbei announced a major event.

He's retiring!

Moreover, he also has to take the throne of the general and pass it directly to his younger brother Ning Xuanyuan.

When the words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

The top ten army commanders, headed by Chen Changsheng.

This moment.

Chen Changsheng said angrily: "In this life, the Northern Liang Army respects the King of Liang alone, and the military master belongs to you alone, no one can touch it, whoever dares to touch it, I will kill whom!" ”

"This position, Xuanyuan can't do it!"

Chu Lan, who was in a wheelchair, slowly stood up and expressed his attitude.

The third master of Beiliang Qiuyu Pavilion, a white-clothed killing god, the senior brother of Mu Beifeng.

What Qiu Baiyi learned in a body comes from Shushan!

Shushan Zhang Wenshan is another teacher of Qiu Baiyi.

So Qiu Yuting said softly: "Brother, you succeeded to the position of the head of the army when you were young, that was determined by the teacher, this position belongs to you for the rest of your life, and no one can touch it, and there is one more thing that you may not know." ”

Ning Bei frowned slightly, he grew up with Qiu Yuting since he was a child.

These bad embryos have something, and they never hide themselves!

Chu Lan said softly: "When we were young, the teacher forced us, and we all made a heavy oath that we would not covet the military throne for the rest of our lives, and if we coveted it, we would die from heaven!" ”

This oath was made by them in the Autumn Rain Pavilion.

Including Dandanning Xuanyuan was not spared, as well as Ji Xiaoliang, who was forced by Ye Fan to make an oath back then.

Ye Laoxie does things, and it doesn't leak!

Back then, this old military lord had long been aware of the potential of Ji Xiaoliang and others, and as long as they grew up, they must all be Qilin talents.

There are so many unicorns, if they compete with Ningbei at that time, they will be the military master.

It is bound to make the Northern Liang Army fall into the point of internal strife, and the Northern Liang Army is bound to be divided.

In fact, over the years, there have been people in Kyoto who have contacted Qiuyu Pavilion and them, intending to support them behind and let them shake the military position of Ningbei.

It is equivalent to the disguised differentiation of the Northern Liang Army.

As a result, the major forces in Kyoto underestimated the mastery of the Northern Liang Army by King Ningbei.

In a single Mobei, millions of elite tigers of the Northern Liang Army are here.

Without exception, they are all die-hards!

What is a die-hard loyalist?

Under Ningbei's order, millions of elites can die for Ningbei!

Over the years, all external forces have sent envoys to secretly contact those of them in the Autumn Rain Pavilion.

All of them were killed by the Autumn Rain Pavilion directly on the spot.

Chu Lan and they are not only the top ten army commanders of Beiliang, but also the young people who grew up with Ningbei since childhood.

Others can do everything possible to calculate Ningbei.

Only Chu Lan can't.

At this moment, Chu Lan said softly: "Brother, you are in Mount Tai to seal the Northern King Sword, and openly let it go, from now on, there will be no Ningbei King in the world, and the world will be shocked!" ”

Yesterday, Ningbei was in Mount Tai, sealed the Beiwang knife, and shattered the national seal of Qilin Town.

Many people were shocked!

Chen Changsheng said in a low voice: "Is it because of that girl on Liangshan!" ”

"Do you really want to give up everything for her?"

The fifth old Kou Qi'er stared at Ningbei with his eyes.

Kou Lin'er was polite and polite, and said softly: "Brother, for today, we Beiliang Sequence, ten years of hard work, to help you succeed in Mount Tai, if you give up like this, you really can't!" ”

Between the words of these people, they all disagreed with Ningbei's retirement.

Ningbei's military position cannot be replaced by anyone.

Bei Liang Erlang, the only king of Liang.

This has been the case for 10 years.

Dandanning Xuanyuan, although he is very strong, but let him succeed to the position of the army leader, the millions of elites of the Beiliang Army below may not have the heart to swear allegiance.

The hundred commanders of the Northern Liang Army may not be loyal to him!

This generation of Beiliang soldiers really only respects Ningbei.

Compared with the prestige of King Ningbei, the prestige of the ten army commanders is still worse after all.

The military master of the Northern Liang Army belongs to Ningbei alone.

The rest, don't touch it!

Die, the one who touches it!

Chen Changsheng and the others will definitely not surrender to Ning Xuanyuan!

Ning Bei looked at them and said softly: "The Beiliang Army has worked hard for more than ten years to grow to such a scale, and I naturally haven't forgotten the mission of the year!" ”

"You can rest assured, even if I retire and remove the Northern King Sword, I can protect you for the rest of my life, if necessary, I will let Xuanyuan be the king of Mobei, lead the Northern Liang tribes, and guard Mobei!"

In Ning Bei's words, there was a touch of fierceness.

He wanted Ning Xuanyuan to be king in Mobei.

This is iron-hearted and don't look back!

Chen Changsheng said in a deep voice: "We don't care about these false names, we care about the power that the king of the town has, only if you master the Qilin Seal of the town country, can you suppress the four major sequences, can you protect the sons of Beiliang, and start and end well in the future!" ”

Until now, Chen Changsheng and they are still not at ease about Kyoto.

The ten commanders of the Northern Liang Army are still worried that the Northern Liang Army will follow in the footsteps of the Lingnan Army in the past.

Ning Bei looked at Chen Changsheng and said calmly: "Later, I will personally write a letter and send it to Kyoto, which will be forwarded by the Zhenfu Division to Uncle Wei Xian, and then let Teacher Ye Wudi personally read and approve it." ”

"What letters?"

Chu Lan motioned to Chen Changsheng to stop talking.

The temperament of their eldest brother, the brothers they grew up together since childhood, can you not understand!

What Ning Bei decides, almost no one can change his will.

At this moment, for Chu Lan's inquiry.

Ning Bei said quietly: "I will suggest that Mr. Ye Wudi choose Xiao Yi as my Huaxia Protector God of War!" ”

"You want to nominate Brother Xiaoyi to be the god of war for the protection of the country?"

Qiu Yuting was stunned on the spot.

The others also looked like they were alive and dead.

Shangguan Xiaoyi's temperament as the god of war to protect the country is not a little unstable!

Chu Lan frowned slightly, and said, "If Sister Xiangxiang can be cured, can you promise me not to let the Northern King Sword be dusted!" ”

"Yes!"

Ning Bei looked at Chu Lan and agreed directly and decisively!

In order to cure Shan Xiangxiang, Ning Bei really did not hesitate to agree to anyone's conditions.

Chu Lan, an old yin critic, said something a little tentative.

He just wanted to see what Ningbei would do for the girl on Liangshan.

Now it seems that there is no need to be tempted!

In order to cure Shan Xiangxiang, Ningbei will not hesitate to pay any price.

Even if you are coerced, you will not hesitate!

Chu Lan exhaled lightly and said in a condensed voice: "I will fully activate the Beiliang Dark Pile, look for global treasures, and cure you, but before that, I want to take you to the Tiger Prison Pass to have a look." ”

Ning Bei took a deep look at Chu Lan, did not refuse, and walked with him to the first gate of the ten major countries in Mobei.

The first gate of the country is the Tiger Prison Pass.

Outside the Tiger Prison, blood flowed like a river, and corpses were floating everywhere!

The elite of the three major legions in the south were all strangled to the ground by the cold knife, and not a single one was left alive.

Ruan Tayun, the lord of the southern country, was beheaded by him, and his head was hung above the gate.