The legendary veteran commander of the Ling Tian Army finally arrived before the Great War with his sick body in tow.

The moment they saw him, the soldiers of Ling Tianjun erupted in jubilation, and a pair of shining eyes gathered on that weathered face, as if they had finally found their backbone, as if they were looking at the boss and looking at their own elders.

It shows his status in their hearts.

He smiled and waved at them, his eyes gentle and sharp.

Others didn't know, but Lan Shuying, as the person concerned, clearly found that his gaze stayed on him for a while.

Sure enough, that afternoon, Lan Shuying was instructing her subordinates, and a personal soldier came to her and asked her to go to the handsome tent to talk.

To be honest, she didn't like the old man's way of speaking, in her guess, this should be a hearty and lovely person like Feiyu, but the old man was afraid that he had been in contact with those powerful people in the capital for a long time, and his tone of voice was very annoying.

Mainly, this feeling of talking around the bend is too tiring.

When the old man wanted to show her for the third time, Lan Shuying asked rhetorically: "Dashuai has asked so much, and the kid also has a question that he wants to ask Dashuai, I don't know if to talk about it?" ”

The old man bowed his head and said generously: "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Lan Shuying smiled meaningfully: "I heard that the handsome man is not lightly ill. ”

She paused for a moment before continuing in a worried tone: "The big battle is coming, and the kid is very worried that the handsome's body can't stand it. ”

His face was as usual, he looked at her deeply, and said, "True and false, false and true, I will be sick when I am sick, and when I need to be cured, I can heal myself without medicine." Young man, the old man said more, if you act like this, I am afraid that you will suffer in the future. ”

Lan Shuying smiled silently, suffered? She can't bear to let herself suffer.

The conversation in the tent lasted for a short time, and at the end, Lan Shuying yawned and glanced at the old man half-seriously and half-jokingly.

"Da Shuai taught the kid a lot of truths today, and the kid has something to share with Da Shuai."

"Oh?" The old man leaned forward, as if interested.

Lan Shuying's gray eyes were slightly closed, and the words clearly reached the old man's ears.

"The marshal should be able to guess that the name on the roster was filled in by me. The boy's surname is Dugu, and his single name is a Yao character, and I heard that a noble elder was also present when the name was taken......" she chuckled, "This name inherits the grandfather's expectations, and it takes the meaning of the glory of the ancestors." ”

After speaking, her faint thin eyebrows were raised, and for the first time between her eyebrows, a fierce appearance of a yin owl appeared, and her slightly pale skin was obliquely illuminated by the sun, which seemed a little illusory.

"Have you ever heard that a man who is crushed into the dust but is unwilling to die, even if he suffers forever, will tear the earth apart and pull his enemies down with him."

The old man trembled, and when he came back to his senses in a trance, the figure of the little boy was already gone.

His brisk sneer still seemed to remain in the cool air.

"Dugu, Dugu...... Yao'er, it's you, it's you. ”

Yes, when the name was chosen, the elder present was him.

The child in the swaddling clothes was so big in a blink of an eye, he didn't even recognize it.

His dry lips trembled like autumn leaves, and after a long time, he murmured, "Good boy, it's good that you're alive...... It seems that my old bones are also time to move. ”

Old friend, you have to watch well in the spirit of the sky, Yao'er said that she will help you take revenge!

……

Borrowing Yao'er's identity, Lan Shuying was a little sorry.

In fact, her current appearance is also five or six points similar to Yao'er.

Aunt Nan supported her plan, so she did her a favor, stopped Yao'er, who was eager to try, and told her about the past before she left.

Ling Tianjun's old handsome and the foolish old man Dugu, that is, her maternal grandfather, are diametrically opposed personalities.

He was smart, spicy, good at hiding clumsy, and knew how to be flexible, even if he was at a disadvantage in the court, he was forced to hand over the command of Ling Tianjun...... If it were replaced by an ancestor, I was afraid that I would like to die, but this old fox not only responded happily, but also very smart "can't afford to get sick" and went home to recuperate.

Lan Shuying was sure that Qi Yongcheng was definitely not happy in Ling Tianjun.

Just seeing that the old man can regain military power so quickly and come here "after recovery", it is impossible to be a simple person.

Resolute and high-spirited, he does not look like a sixty-year-old man at all.

It would be a good partner, Lan Shuying confirmed the idea at the first glance of him.

If you want to recreate the glory of the Dugu family, Ling Tianjun is the most suitable starting point.

With the friendship between the old man and the Dugu family for generations, as well as her current identity as a descendant of the Dugu family, she used her military exploits to gain a foothold and overturn the case for her wronged relatives, everything seems reasonable.

If he really helped her, her undead legion should be able to take shape soon.

Lan Shuying waited quietly for three days.

For the past three days, she had been as usual and unanxious, as if the conversation had never happened.

When she woke up on the fourth day, there was a beautiful metal plaque at the head of her bed, which was a lifelike giant tiger with hanging eyes.

Lan Shuying breathed a sigh of relief.

A piece of paper was pressed under the card, and she followed the instructions on the paper to the east side of the camp, where the infantry battalion had been originally blocked, but now it had been stopped by a thick bamboo fence, like a camp within a camp.

There was a newly erected tower at the entrance with an unmarked flag.

The scout upstairs saw her approaching and quickly gestured to the ground.

The door slowly opened.

Now, in front of her, there was an army of a thousand men.

- The old man opened the biggest back door for her within his authority, and with her current rank, she could only command a maximum of two hundred people, and those people were also in the queue of this new army.

He didn't care about her embarrassing age as a half-grown teenager, and she didn't have any military merits at all. He had allocated her 800 soldiers in advance, and she needed to prove that she was worthy of the treatment.

can finally brush up on military exploits happily, this realization flashed in her heart.

Lan Shuying calmly faced everyone's discussion and scrutiny, stretched out her arms, the wind passed under her arms, she couldn't help but want to let out a long howl, clenched her fists, and suppressed this excitement.

Within her sight, some people were discussing, some were disdainful, some people deliberately wanted to see her laugh, and more people were wandering.

She was expressionless and stepped forward.

With each step, the momentum on the body is stronger.

The team fell silent.

When she took the last step, the originally neat line suddenly went into disarray, and ninety percent of the people took a few steps back in her silent step, stumbled together, and after reacting, they all looked at her speechlessly in horror.

The exceptions are only those who originally belonged to the money village: they look at the handsome young man bathed in the golden sun, and their hearts are filled with pride!

"I won't say anything nice, and I won't draw a big pie with you, now, those who are not convinced will leave directly, I will treat it as if I didn't see it, but those who choose to stay must obey any of my orders in the future!"

"Do you understand?"

After Lan Shuying finished asking, she poured her internal force into it and said coldly: "Now, make your choice, those who don't want to stay here, get out of the ranks!" ”

The sound rang clearly in everyone's ears, and the crowd fell silent for a moment before moving into action, and in a few moments it split into two groups.

Lan Shuying jumped up the tower and looked down calmly.

Coincidentally, the number of people who want to leave and those who want to stay are basically the same, but the difference in quality is also something that anyone can see at a glance.

The hundreds of people in front of her stood in a casual manner, either drooping their heads and not daring to look at her, or their eyes widened, probably trying to save some dignity in front of her.

And the five hundred people in the back, with solemn expressions, upright postures, meticulous up and down, eyes looking straight ahead, are the real soldiers she has seen.

Lan Shuying grinned, waved her hand casually and said to the person in front of her: "You can go, go back to where you came from, and don't come back in the future." ”

"I'm not a garbage shelter here, I can collect all the rubbish." She added.

The people in Qianzhai raised their heads and laughed, sure enough, it was the son, and this grudge has never changed.

And the real Ling Tianjun soldiers in the rear all had strange expressions, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

"Hahaha...... Look at this kid. ”

The old man raised his eyes to look at the familiar figure on the tower, and pointed at her and laughed happily.

Vice General Ling was beside him blankly, with disbelief in his trance-like eyes.

He still can't believe that this is what his own coach would do?

Casually set aside a group of 1,000 people for a ten-year-old child to drive? Could it be that you have pretended to be sick for too long, and this time you are really sick?

Vice General Ling's deep gaze fixed on the old man's wrinkled forehead, and his mood suddenly became particularly heavy.