These numbers are written in a red pen, as if someone has drawn one bloody wound after another on this land with a knife, and even if the blood has already flowed under his feet, someone has already turned a blind eye and stepped on it indifferently, and continued to live his life of unbridled pleasure.

Gu Qingjing looked at his heart like a knife.

"4,000 thousand, 7,000, 30,000."

"No, 70,000 people died in Cloud City."

In this kind of fighting, there is also a 'missing number' when counting casualties, which is not included in the number of casualties, but everyone is sure what it means to be missing in such an environment.

Listening to him, Li Qianglong laughed more and more fiercely.

"I heard that Young Master Gu also went to the battlefield to fight?"

He could hear the cynicism in his tone, but Gu Qingjing still replied seriously: "Yes, I have been." ”

Li Qianglong was ready for the next sarcastic sentence, but suddenly met Gu Qingjing's cold eyes.

He finally saw something different from the rumors in this Young Master Gu.

People outside said that the little young master of the Gu family couldn't lift a pen, couldn't hold a knife, and was a waste material who didn't know anything, Gu Shuai took him to the army to hone it, but he didn't learn anything, and secretly stayed back to watch the play.

was taken back from the theater and broke a leg the next day.

When I saw it today, Young Master Gu didn't miss a leg, and those eyes filled with stars and the sea were not what a waste material waiting for death should have.

Chixiao only remembers that they talked all night.

By dawn, when he woke up, the two people who were facing each other in front of him closed their eyes became a family overnight, and Li Qianglong stopped Gu Qingjing's shoulder and insisted on recognizing him as his godson.

Gu Qingjing looked excited, it should be a pleasant chat, but it was difficult to be warm, so he reluctantly called his godfather.

"Hahahaha! Good! Good! Li Qianglong patted him on the shoulder with a particularly exaggerated smile, "I lost to Gu Mingdong before, and this time I want to use you to prove that I am still stronger than him!" ”

Gu Qingjing was slightly surprised, his father was a famous family after returning from abroad, and he studied at the world's No. 1 military school, no matter how you look at it, it seems that Li Qianglong, who was born with Ye Luzi, is a person all the way.

But he learned a sentence from Li Qianglong today - punching his master to death.

The countries invaded this time are all small neighbors that have been oppressed for hundreds of years, and their combat experience cannot keep up with that of country A, which already has a professionally trained military academy, and the weapons and tactics they use are not advanced, but they can win in the hearts of the people.

For a unit, unity is a more terrible tone than anything else, so there is a saying that obedience is the duty of a soldier.

Li Qianglong's troops were the only ones that could compete with the invading army so far, because they turned the pieces into a whole, and everyone twisted into a rope, one end of the rope was tied to a sharp knife, and the other end was the heart to protect the homeland.

Li Qianglong finally asked Gu Qingjing a word.

"You want to get back on the battlefield? Why? ”

"Because, I left my friend there, I'm going to take him home."

This sentence made Li Qianglong see the sunshine in him.

He watched him leave, but his face remained solemn afterwards.

When Gu Qingjing walked to the door, he said, "With your current appearance, you can't bring anyone back, you will only throw yourself away." ”

"If you want to win, you have to pay a price."

Gu Qingjing didn't know if he heard it, anyway, he didn't look back.