"How well is your lordship?"

"I haven't seen the Wind Envoy for hundreds of years!"

The two men walked together for a long time before they remembered to salute each other.

I also thought about it for a long time before I remembered the other party's official rank and status, but I couldn't remember the other party's name.

yes, it's been too long.

One of them was the head of the Ming Dynasty, with no grade, and was a coolie;

One is a traveling envoy of the Ming Dynasty, bringing a grade from the ninth grade, but it is also not a good position with oil and water.

However, these two official positions have one thing in common, that is, they must be loyal enough.

It's all the old retainers of the Ming Dynasty......

I saw that one of the two looked young, with clear eyebrows, like a young man who had just left the house and didn't know anything.

The other is an old man, on crutches, with a worn bronze cigarette stick stuck in his waist.

The old man Gong Yeyang knocked the cigarette pouch to the soles of his feet, a little unaccustomed to the soap boots of the Ming Dynasty government that he was wearing now, lit a new tobacco leaf and smoked it, and spit out a long line of smoke.

Looking young, he came up and begged for a puff of cigarettes: "Okay, the tobacco leaves of the Ming Dynasty, you still have them, hundreds of years!"

"I brought ten sacks, and now there are only two pots left. ”

Gong Yeyang and Chen Xingwei divided the smoke pot equally, sat down, and muttered, "Why don't you understand? Why don't you understand everything?"

"yes, there are few who understand, no, I haven't seen half of them who understand!"

Chen Xingwei looked young, but he was really a centuries-old monster, and he didn't have anything to worry about, so he sat down on the ground full of flesh and blood: "Although our Eighth Emperor is not good-looking, he looks very scary with a murderous face, but that's how he treats the barbarians outside." Who doesn't know that our Eighth Emperor is open-minded and generous to his people, even if he is the son of a sinner, he will not let them work so hard, and in the end, he can only live one to go back to Jinjue...... I can't figure it out, it's all waste!"

"That's right, scrap!"

Gongyeyang scolded angrily: "I have met people who understand things, such as that Gongsun Fu. Twenty-eight years ago, I talked to him on the way to his demotion and instructed him how many times, but he just didn't understand. ”

"His mouth is full of great truths, what ghosts and spirits are also people, he is doing it, just saying that he doesn't practice fake tricks, he just doesn't understand what the official said!"

"But his apprentice Su Ang is good, and he has done practical things. ”

Gongyeyang was full of praise for Su Ang, and Chen Xingwei wondered.

Chen Xingwei has been in the country of Luo, and he has never seen the Su family, so he immediately asked: "Then you don't point to him? What ghosts, what spirits, what Yao Kingdom, West Chu and Taihang South China Sea, to put it bluntly, they are all the people of our Ming Dynasty, they only need to turn hostility into jade silk, and if they marry seventy or eighty times, they can return to the Ming Dynasty and fight to death?"

"The problem is that there is no time. ”

Gongye Yang was depressed: "Isn't this Hai Longzhen's turtle grandson dead, and the balance has been broken? The final test is out, we can only watch, we can't control it." ”

He took a dry puff of the tobacco pot without tobacco leaves, and was reluctant to smoke the last pot of tobacco leaves:

"I hope someone can understand it, if they can join forces against the enemy, there is still a glimmer of life, if there is still infighting at this time, they deserve to die, and the Eighth Emperor of Chong has given them a chance for hundreds of years. ”

Chen Xingwei nodded in approval, and suddenly shuddered.

"This ...... Is there a chance?"

"I just looked at the northern sky from afar, and I found that the luck of the Star Monarch Armor was very good, the magic sword flew over his head, and he reached out and grabbed it. ”

Hearing this, Gongyeyang was sluggish for a long time.

Suddenly jumped up, pointed at the camp of the country, and scolded angrily: "Wang Numi, you are a waste material!"

............

Suang stood on the city wall and looked to the east.

In the past month, he has repeated the cycle of the city wall, the barracks, and the logistics baggage, checking every detail that may have been forgotten.

The number of people in the army is becoming scarcer and smaller, there are more and more seriously injured soldiers, and the doctors are exhausted, and they have sent someone to Su Ang to say, and Su Ang's expression is very simple.

It was after dealing with the major affairs of the whole army that he personally led the doctors to heal the wounds of the soldiers.

He fainted a few times, and the doctors could only faint a few times, and no matter how hard and tired they were, they had to grit their teeth and hold on.

Incomparably tired, incomparably tired, Su Ang could feel the power of sentient beings pouring towards the Divine Court like a faucet, but he didn't have time to focus on cultivation.

Every minute of him represents the lives of some soldiers!

"Do you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!"

"How can you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son!"

"Do you say that you have no clothes, and you are clothed with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Let's go with my son!"

Su Ang shouted loudly, day and night for more than ten days, his eyes were as black as the carbon ash at the bottom of the pot.

He shook a soldier who had suffered heavy blood loss awake and told the healers to deal with it as soon as possible, and finally took the time to get out of the tent, and after letting Feng Fuji and the others block him, he slipped on the ground.

"Sir, rest for two hours!"

Feng Fuji hurriedly persuaded.

He and his comrades can still work shifts, but Chehou Yaoyong is unconscious, and Master Su is the backbone of the entire army.

Master Su worked day and night, running back and forth in the camp, just to let the soldiers see—

His backbone is still there!

With him, the spirit of 'being with the son' is indispensable in the barracks!

"No hurry,"

Su Ang waved his hand, forcibly stood up and smiled: "The country is not much better than us, it depends on who can support it for a longer time." Since you have to fight, you have to fight invincible, you can laugh when you win, and you can laugh if you lose...... Can't lose!"

Su Ang turned to look at the sky in the west.

Over there are the people of the Yao country, the people of the Yao country.

He knew that the land of the Three Kingdoms and the two demons were the people of the Ming Dynasty, but what he had accepted for a long time was the wish power of the sentient beings of the Yao Kingdom, and he wanted to protect the people of the Yao Kingdom.

If this battle is lost, with the temperament of the princess, it will not make the people of Yao Country feel better.

Wang Numiao looks coquettish, but in fact she is a ruthless woman, every time she sees Wang Numi's resentful eyes on the battlefield, he has to believe that if Wang Numiao wins, she will definitely be slaughtered all the way to Zhongdu.

"Invincible!"

Su Ang gritted his teeth and roared.

At this time, an old man staggered over, and Su Ang was happy when he saw it, and took out a cigarette stick made of jasper and got the best tobacco leaves.

He took a few puffs of cigarette vigor first, and felt that it was useless, and he was too tired, so he handed the jasper cigarette stick to the old man with a smile.

"Come, split the profits?"

After so many days, the old man and Su Ang are also familiar with each other, and they don't have so many anxious expressions, and they even have fun for a while.

"Seeing you again, Master Su, do you remember Xiao Lao'er's broken tobacco last time, yes, I see you, you're too tired, good tobacco is not a big deal, why don't you try Xiao Lao'er?"