"Big brother, do you think that kid can successfully complete that?"

In the big tent of the barracks, the lights are lit.

Ding Yanping couldn't hold back the sorrow in his heart, and asked Yang Lin.

"This, if it were Yang Su, how do you think he would answer."

Yang Lin put down the military book in his hand and glanced at Ding Yanping lightly.

"My eldest brother, this is no joke."

The corners of Ding Yanping's mouth couldn't help twitching.

In the battle array, the veteran who was killed with iron and blood, how could Ding Yan's peace of mind be so unbearable.

But the involvement of this matter is a bit too big after all.

Once a mistake is missed, the war situation on all fronts will inevitably be implicated.

"I knew it wasn't just a joke, that's why I sent him."

"Even if you don't believe Yang Su, you should believe my gaze, right?"

The corners of Ding Yanping's mouth twitched.

Although in terms of temperament, he really doesn't like Yang Su.

For his ability and vision, he can't help but recognize.

If you add a Yang Lin, the future of this teenager can already be imagined.

"But no matter what, it's definitely not as good as my good boy."

Thinking of that talented and extremely pleasing little doll, the heavy mood was greatly relieved.

"You're talking about Luo Yi's son, right?"

Yang Lin, Luo Yi and Ding Yanping are all sworn brothers with their heads on the ground.

I naturally understand the situation of the two.

Ding Yanping is like Yang Lin, who has been fighting for most of his life, obsessed with martial arts, and doesn't care about the relationship between men and women.

Luo Yi sits in Yanshan, is at ease, and is also famous for his appearance.

There are many women who are infatuated with love.

After many romantic affairs, they were finally cleaned up by a pair of family heirlooms of the Qin family.

Thinking of the Qin girl, I think of the pair of Shuangjian who subdued the desert silver spear.

A figure couldn't help but appear in Yang Lin's mind.

For most of his life, he has fought for the world of the Yang family of the Great Sui.

The imprisoned dragon stick in his hand has played an invincible name of the imprisoned dragon that turns the world upside down and the heavens and prisons the dragon.

This fame naturally did not come from a blank slate.

It was achieved with absolute martial arts and many opponents who fell under the dragon stick.

For so many years, the opponents who fell under the dragon stick are unknown.

There is only one that he remembers deeply, and even after so many years, he still remembers it.

This person is Ma Ming's guard Qin Yi, with a pair of family heirlooms in his hands, and his power is unparalleled.

If it is only based on martial arts, Yang Lin knows in his heart that he is not an opponent.

It's a pity, such a character, I'd rather die than surrender, and die with that decaying dynasty.

What a shame!

Perhaps it is this unyielding integrity that makes me deeply admired and remembered to this day.

"Big brother, do you think of Qin Yi again?"

A brother whose head is on the ground, who has lived and died for so many years, who doesn't know whom.

"Speaking of which, if there was no Qin Yi, it is estimated that there would not be a meeting between you and my brother."

Qin Yi died in the battle of Ma Mingguan that year.

provoked Luo Yi, who was guarding Yanshan at that time, and led 100,000 troops in a fit of anger to avenge his eldest brother.

In order to ensure the peace of the world, Yang Jian ordered Yang Lin and Ding Yanping to face off against Luo Yi on the battlefield.

After many battles in martial arts and the art of war, the three of them couldn't help but feel sorry for each other.

In the end, a head fell to the ground, and the incident was successfully resolved in a relatively peaceful way.

Yang Lin and Ding Yanping led the army back to the court.

Luo Yi accepted the canonization of the Great Sui, and was still at ease in the land of Yanyun that he defended.

Despite the high mountains, the ties between the brothers have never been severed.

Compared with Yang Lin, the relationship between Ding Yanping and Luo Yi's family is undoubtedly closer.

In any case, Yang Lin was the main murderer who killed Qin Yi.

At least in terms of emotion, the Qin woman couldn't accept it.

And Luo Yi also cares about his wife's feelings.

"Big brother, there is a saying, in fact, I have always wanted to ask you."

"In this case, I am not a court, just a brother, an inquiry to the eldest brother."

Ding Yanping is straightforward, but he is not a brainless goods.

If there is no word to cushion in front.

If you ask the latter words, if you ask them.

Even with his supreme meritorious service in founding the country, I am afraid that he will not be much better.

"Say whatever you want!"

"There are only two brothers here, so even if you say something inappropriate, what's the matter?"

He has been fighting horses for half his life, and he cares most about everything except the Great Sui world.

Second to none, are the two sworn brothers.

After that, it was the talents he bothered to cultivate-the Yang Family Taibao!

"If I say, I mean if ······"

Ding Yanping, who has always been straightforward, is a little more cumbersome.

"If one day, the Great Sui that we have worked so hard to build will be as ······ as the Northern Qi Dynasty."

A few fluttering words formed an incomparably heavy sentence.

Yang Lin's hand was so heavy that it instantly sank and fell on the table.

"If that's the case, Qin Yi's choice is my original choice."

In silence, Yang Lin said in a firm tone.

"This is the eldest brother I know, and this is also the reason why you have never forgotten Qin Yi for so many years."

Ding Yanping said with a smile.

"Qin Girl, is it worth it for you?"

Yang Lin asked again.

He pondered, and Ding Yanping asked him what he meant.

"She is Lao Luo's wife! By heart, she's a good woman! ”

These people have been adrift on the ruthless frontier for most of their lives.

It's not easy to be a caring woman.

It's just because you didn't have it that you need to maintain it now.

"Unexpectedly, you, a famous two-gun general, also have such a delicate time."

"Behind the reputation, in the final analysis, he is just an ordinary person."

"I also want to watch that little guy grow up, and then pass on all his skills to him."

"With the desert silver gun and my pair of guns, this kid will also be a character in the future!"

Ding Yanping, who has no children and no daughters in his life, really regards Luo Yi's son as his own son.

"If I have time, I'll teach that kid."

Yang Lin somewhat understood Ding Yanping's thoughts.

It's a pity that he can't be like Ding Yanping.

With his status and status, there are too many things to carry, and too much to consider.

"Who? How dare you offend my ······"

Before he finished a sentence, another big head flew into the sky.

"General, this should be the son of a Turkic khan."

In the midst of the bloody slaughter, a soldier approached with several women and children in his hands.

"Bring them back!"

After glancing at it silently, he coldly gave an order.

As far as war itself is concerned, there is no bottom line.

It is not appropriate to attack the powerless woman and the child.

If it is an ordinary Turkic tribesman, it is enough to leave it to its own devices.

Since it is about the Turkic Khan······

There are some things that may not be unusable.

This battle has dragged on for a long time.

Once it becomes a muddy mire pulled out, the headache is definitely not only Turkic.

In the light of the sky-high fire, the team of centaurs was invisible in the night.

A few figures stepped to the edge of the boundless firelight.

The smell of blood, and the lonely and widowed people all over the ground.

The scene can be described as quite miserable.

Looking at all this, Chen Jingqiu's face was faintly wrong.

Fortunately, it's not the first time, and it's not so bad that I bend over and vomit.

The first time I saw it, I naturally had it.

However, people are accustomed to it after all, and they slowly adapt to it.

Spit and spit and spit and it doesn't matter much.

"You've seen so much these days, how do you feel?"

Dressed in green clothes, he asked in the cold wind full of blood.

"If you have any plans, just say it, we will not be killed."

Compassion glanced at the miserable scene, and Yu Xiaoxue said softly.

Such miserable, with his simple and kind nature, really wants to help.

After actually experiencing it once, my mind quietly changed.

War has its own iron and ruthless laws.

In war, the bottom line is needed, but loving sympathy is not needed.

"I want you to follow him until the war is over."

"What?"

Chen Jingqiu's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Looking at it from afar, I can't stand it anymore.

If you experience it yourself, you can't even think about it.

"Because you haven't experienced it, that's why you have to go through it."

"Little one, do you have any opinion on my proposal?"

A golden sword appeared in the darkness.

"Yes, as long as they don't make trouble!"

looked deeply at the ethereal green clothes, clenched the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and agreed indifferently.

"Between them, we still need to run in slowly."

Looking at the figure that melted into the night, Xue Bing said quietly.

The love of life and death is not so easy to establish.

But without such affection, how will they join hands to fight the enemy in the future.

Maybe they are there, and the burden that is too heavy will not fall.

But there must always be a body to bear.

"Dare to ask sir, where are we going next?"

Gu Yue Immortal looked at Wei Wuji and asked.

These days, following this gentleman can be described as a great benefit.

Whether it is for the sake of Gu Teng's face or Gu Yue's own qualifications, he has always spared no effort to give advice.

"It's not us, it's you."

"We have our business to deal with."

"You can go wherever you want."

"Anyway, what you've learned, for now, is not bad."

"The most important thing is to become truly your own."

The figure is gone, and the clear words are still clearly circulating.

A bright color rose in the sky, and the two who were sleeping in each other opened their eyes at the same time.

The moment they looked at each other, there was no communication.

But it is an endless eternal relationship.

"Have you really thought about it, to be an eternal emperor?"

While gently helping to deal with the clothes, a word, asked out of the mouth.

Even if his mood is indifferent, he still can't help but feel a touch of heartfelt pride.

"That little guy who wasn't born long ago can do it, why can't I?"

"But with me, I'm afraid his luck will have to be changed."

"With the luck of one person, in exchange for a long peace between heaven and earth. No matter how you look at it, it's all cost-effective. ”

Perhaps it was a great injustice to the few people who changed their fortunes.

But in this world, there is no absolute fairness.

The so-called trade-off is nothing more than prioritization.

Yang Jian was diligent and thrifty for most of his life, founded the Great Sui, and became the supreme authority of the emperor, but this diligence and thrift still did not change.

In addition to the strict rules for oneself, the daily court meeting is even more rain or shine.

In fact, with such a large court, many things can be handled even if they are three days a day.

"It seems that His Royal Highness really has great powers, and the old prince has already made a choice."

The ministers have not yet gone to court, and in a remote place in the palace, several high-ranking and powerful people have gathered together.

Yang Su smiled and hugged Wu Jianzhang.

"Humph! The old man thinks about the overall situation of the world. ”

Wu Jianzhang snorted.

To a certain extent, he and Yang Su are already in the same camp at the moment.

But it will not make Wu Jianzhang change his impression of Yang Su because of this.

As for Shi Wansui, he was even black-faced throughout the whole process, and he didn't look at it.

didn't punch Yang Su in the face, and beat him to the bottom, it's already quite good, what else do you want.

And Yang Su will not smile at Shi Wansui.

The camp that changes for the sake of the overall situation, even if it can't deal with it in all kinds of ways like before, or even use means.

I don't think the relationship between them can be restored.

After seeing Shi Wansui here, Yang Su let go of some thoughts in his heart.

If it was someone else, he would naturally use secret means.

Long live the history of the custody, and there is not even a little ballast left in the dead.

That being, but he didn't dare to have the slightest thought.

The situation in the human world was created by that one.

What a majestic height!

Seeing Shi Wansui here, Yang Su is both strange and deserved.

After all, Shi Wansui is not only a general in the court, but also the responsibility of guarding the palace.

With such a big movement last night, it was not easy to hide Shi Wansui.

If it weren't for the suddenness of the move, coupled with the intervention of the Demon Lord, it would not be possible to reverse it by human beings alone.

I'm afraid Shi Wansui has already made a move.

"The old minister greets His Highness!"

Gentle steps came, and Yang Su bowed first.

Wu Jianzhang and Shi Wansui glanced at each other and bowed down.

"Get up! Come with me to the Emperor, he should have something to say to you. ”

Yang Jian died at the hands of the Demon Lord, but he was not completely gone.

Things have been arranged.

It's also a good thing to have a justifiable explanation.

"Your Highness, please wait a minute, can you invite Han Baohu to join us?"

Yang Su said loudly.

Wu Jianzhang and Shi Wanzai glanced at each other.

If this matter has the support of Han Baohu, it will naturally be smoother.

At the moment, although it can ensure that accidents do not happen, it is not absolute.

Time is passing faster and faster, and the Great Sui must not be chaotic.

"Shangzhu Kingdom, Han Baohu? Good! ”

Nodding, Han Baohu quickly came to the side hall.

Without any superfluous explanation, he pulled the confused Han Baohu and went straight to Yang Jian's bedroom.

Looking at Yang Jian, who was lying there upright, Han Baohu's eyes widened instantly.

How can the master who has been slain in the array of hosts not be able to tell the difference between sleep and death?

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Time, relatively speaking, is still a little bit."

A finger was pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and a faint shadow appeared.