readx;?“ Yan Yang ......" was repeated in his mouth, and Yan Beiquan thought the name was very good. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the man's pensive look, the girl chuckled and said, "I'm kidding!"

"The situation in the country is turbulent, and people live in fear every day. That kind of uneasiness is like losing the light, not seeing hope and no future!"

"Yan Yang is the homonym of Yan Yang, I just hope that he can live under peace and live under the sunny sky. Live as bright and brilliant as the sun - "live like the sun, bright and brilliant."

This may be what most people yearn for in that chaotic era!

Born in this troubled world, she has married Yan Beiquan, married to a soldier and is inseparable from the war.

can only hope that her child will be an ordinary person in the future, live according to his heart, and have no need to suffer from the troubled times......

"Okay, it's called Yan Yang. Boys and girls!" the man nodded in agreement, the name was nothing more than a code name. Long Jinyu obtained the meaning of the name, which is her hope and her own hope.

If he has a choice, he just wants his children to be ordinary people, not trapped by this troubled world and grievances, just like himself!

That day, Yan Beiquan accompanied Long Jinyu in the conservatory for a long time, and did not leave until the evening.

As he said, before sending troops, Yan Beiquan was at home with Long Jinyu.

The back garden, study, balcony, and conservatory all left the figure of the two snuggling up to each other.

It's just that such days will come to an end, Yan Beiquan is a soldier, and when the battlefield calls him, he must not hesitate to charge into battle and guard the safety of the people in the world.

It had been three days since Yan Beiquan sent the troops, and he didn't want to disturb her rest, and the man didn't wake her up when he left.

When she woke up, the bed beside her had long since lost its temperature. After asking Li'er, I found out that Yan Beiquan had been gone for a long time!

"Don't you even have a chance to say goodbye?" said faintly, Long Jinyu's eyes were cold and silent, and there was no trace of waves in his eyes.

"Miss, maybe the Overseer is afraid that he won't be able to give up on you. And it's inevitable that you'll be sad to watch him leave, and the Overseer doesn't want Miss to be sad!" Li'er said at the right time, draping the coat in her hand over her body.

Seeing the day of the wax moon, it was bitterly cold. Standing by the window, a cold wind blew in, and people couldn't help but shiver.

"Miss, it's cold, I'll close the window!"

Long Jinyu raised her hand to caress her abdomen, feeling the strong forehead movement of the little guy inside, and the corners of her lips curved a perfect arc.

"Child, let's wait for Dad to come back at home, okay?" He did great things, for the people of the world. What you can do is not to distract him and take care of yourself and your baby.

This dispatch of troops took more than a month. Except for the occasional news of victory from the southern battlefields, nothing else.

In the blink of an eye, the Spring Festival, the traditional festival of the Chinese nation, most families have already begun to prepare for the New Year.

"What time is Li'er today?" Mulan in the conservatory was teased by Mulan in the conservatory, and when she heard the sound of firecrackers on the street, Long Jinyu subconsciously asked.

"I'm thirty years old today! Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year. With the shower in her hand, Li'er sighed.

"It's the first year of junior high school... It seems that the Chinese New Year will not come back......" Whispering to herself, Long Jinyu sat down on the chair in the conservatory with her waist propped up. Seven months of body made her act like a snail. If you do a little bit of work, you can't get tired.

"Yes, after the Overseer left, Miss devoted herself to taking care of these Mulans, and you still remember what day it was! Miss, your body is getting heavier and heavier, so leave these sprinkling work to me in the future!"

"I'm not tired, I'm bored if I stay there anyway, so I might as well do something. Li'er, you go and help me tell Uncle Yan that I'm homesick. I want to ask if I can go back to my parents' house to have a look?" was rescued by Yan Beiquan from the old mansion of Yan Mansion, and after waking up, he saw his mother and younger brother. I haven't seen her for months, she is really homesick!

"Yes, be careful, Miss. Pursing her lips, Li'er didn't forget to pour her a cup of hot water before leaving.

When Yan Beiquan left, he instructed that if she missed her mother's house, she would send someone to escort her to the Long family's courtyard. But there must be no mistakes, otherwise no one can bear the consequences!

Picking up the hot water cup, the warm mist made her vision gradually blurred, and in a trance she seemed to see Yan Beiquan before he left.

is still dressed in navy blue, the body is still cold, and the innate king's momentum is absolutely indifferent.

As everyone knows, thousands of miles away, Yan Beiquan is experiencing a battle to the death with the Northern Army.

Thousands of miles away, the southern battlefield.

I have just experienced a battle between life and death, and the smell of blood and gunpowder on the battlefield has not yet dispersed, intertwined, making it seem as if it has become difficult to breathe.

The sky was full of goose feathers and heavy snow, and the corpses that had not yet cooled down were covered with a thick white blanket.

Not far from the battlefield was one of the strongest armies in the 36 provinces of Bac Giang, and they had a commander who was full of mythical rumors.

That is Yan Beiquan, and his soldiers of the Northern Army.

In the heavy snow, the resolute and cold figures are straight. Under the lowered brim of the hat are young and resolute faces.

At this moment, these soldiers dressed in the uniforms of the Northern Army were neatly arranged, with strict expressions, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Sure enough, in the next second, the guards rang out with a salute. The man who walked in the first place was tall and mighty, his momentum was cold and compelling, and his steps were calm and vigorous and he stepped on the wind and snow.

The lowered brim adds a bit of mystery and uninhibition to the majesty and wildness.

Standing in front of the army, the generals of the Northern Army led by Yan Beiquan performed a standard military salute, a military salute with brushes, and a neat military salute can inspire the morale of the generals and soldiers more than any language.

"The brothers of the Northern Army, the Overseers are in the forward position, living and dying with us, advancing and retreating together, do you know what to do?"

Like everyone else, Qin Haichuan was also dressed in a navy blue military uniform neatly on his body at this time, with a strict expression on his handsome face, and the words he said were also sharp and loud. You can still see the playboy of the past.

"Yes!" replied with a bold heart, shattering the sky and resounding through the clouds.

Yan Beiquan's eyes were like ice, silent and indifferent. Lightly swept the soldiers under him, and raised his hand to stop the sound of everyone resounding in the sky.

"The Northern Army fought this battle for nearly two months, and we were fighting with the previous warlords, and we were facing invaders who had mutilated our compatriots and invaded our land. Although—" At this, his voice suddenly became high and cold, and his gaze swept over everyone as sharp as a piercing.

"It's not the first time we've exchanged fire with Fuso, but this time it's a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand times more brutal than every previous battle—"

"No matter how cruel this battle is, the officers and men of the Northern Army must advance and retreat together. The generals of the Northern Army lead by example, and I, Yan Beiquan, bear the brunt of it-" The man's tone was cold and soul-stirring. Every word seems to be heavier than a thousand gold, and when it reaches the ears of the soldiers of the Northern Army, they can't help but straighten their backs, and the blood on their bodies is roaring and boiling.

"I still have division commanders, brigade commanders, and regiment commanders when I die-the 14th Army is still the Yanjia Army, and the Northern Army can't finish the battle, and everyone in the Northern Army is a real man, an iron-blooded soldier. Each of us wears a military uniform and shoulders the heavy responsibility of defending our home and country. ”

"If you don't retreat from the enemy army, I'm sorry for the military uniform, I'm sorry for the people who trust us, and I'm even more sorry for our nation and country-" The man's voice was loud and deafening, reaching the hearts of the people.

After finishing the sentence, whether it was the generals of the Northern Army or ordinary soldiers, they all looked at the man covered in snow with dissatisfaction, excitement, emotion or admiration.

"I'm going to follow the Overseers to the death—"

"Defend the homeland and defend the country, fight bloody to the end-" The shouts in unison shook the heavens and the earth.

From the position of overseer of the Northern Army, Yan Beiquan has always preserved the power of the Northern Army. On the surface, the 14th Division of the Northern Army was directly dispatched to him, but in fact, there was a Yan family army behind him.

The ability of the Yan family army is the strongest in the northern army, and there are very few people who have really seen the Yan family army so far. Even Yang Fusheng and Song Zhairen, the old fox of the Northern Army, only knew the name of Yan Jiajun, but they didn't know if it really existed.

This time, Yan Beiquan not only pressed the Northern Army, but also mentioned the Yan Family Army.

Yan Jiajun is his trump card and the killer weapon of the Northern Army. When he said this, it proved that this time he was going to have a real big battle with Fuso.

Shuttling between the forward position and the headquarters, from time to time he saw the people who had left their homes and evacuated from the telescope, and watched the scene of displacement, his heart felt as heavy as a stone falling.

The entire southern battlefield has become a bloody battlefield where gunpowder smoke and war coexist, and there is only desolation and coldness.

"Overseer, my advice is to retreat as advance, defend as attack, and wait for the support of the rear army. Now that army is not self-preservation, if you fight like this, you will fight the entire northern army into it!" Division Commander Yang Fusheng's face was heavy, and his voice was hoarse.

Yan Beiquan knew what he meant, Yan Jiajun was the hope of the Northern Army, and he couldn't take it out until he had to. However, now is a critical juncture in the battle between the two armies, and if the rear army does not provide support, what will be the consequences if the Yan family army is not mobilized?

The Northern Army is the brainchild of the old Overseer and Yan Beiquan, and Yan Beiquan does not want to see the Northern Army in danger.

When Yang Fusheng's words landed, there was a burst of silence and silence.

Yan Beiquan took off his hat, his cold face was tired of fighting for days, and his eyes were faintly bloodshot but still cold and proud, resolute and cold.

In a deep voice, he said, "Since I have already said it, there is no room for retraction. Whether it is the Northern Army or the Yan Army, it is their glory and destiny to die on the battlefield, so you don't need to say more. ”

"Overseer, since the death of the old Overseer, the big guy has been following you for more than a day or two, and we have no objection to every decision you make. However, this time you are gambling too much, and it is the entire net worth of the Northern Army! If it is a real fight with the enemy, my brothers will never complain, but now we have no reinforcements in front and back, and we will be dragged by the enemy army for life, and sooner or later we will be dragged down -- what you said is right, as a soldier, it is our mission to die on the battlefield, but it is not worth dying here!" Brigade Commander Cao Tiesheng is a well-known rough man in the Northern Army, but this person is also rough and fine. The Northern Army fought alone, and Yan Beiquan pressed all the net worth of the Northern Army to resist the enemy and fought to the death.

However, there are no reinforcements in the rear, and this is clearly a war with no chance of winning!

Scanning the generals of the Northern Army with cold eyes, looking at the resolute and angry faces at the moment, Yan Beiquan's eyes were suffocated.

This is a group of iron-blooded soldiers, all of whom are heroes who have made great achievements, and indispensable generals of the Northern Army. At this time, his eyes were red, and he looked at him with a pleading and suppressed roar of anger.