On the way, Ling Yun and the others kept talking about the defeat of the Northwest Army, Ling Yun: "Fu Bo, will my father take over the affairs of the Northwest Army next?" Fauber: "Almost, then, some of the adults are busy." Zhao Tian: "It's also strange, the outside world doesn't know about such a big thing." Zhang Lei: "This is not a good thing after all." Wang Tao: "Next, I don't know who will deal with this mess, and the past situation will definitely not give up." Fu Bo looked at Ling Yun and the others, and said lightly: "Don't guess, the Northwest Army is almost completely wiped out, which shows that the strength of these three clans cannot be underestimated, and if this problem can be solved once and for all, it can only be the Iron Blood Legion." And when the crowd heard this, they sent it out

The exclamation of "Ah", at the same time, was very excited, and kept talking about the Iron and Blood Legion, one of the four major legions, the strongest legion of Yasukuni, invincible, with the legendary chief grandmaster Yang Wanli, and his words all showed a look of yearning and envy.

Meng Qi snuggled up to Fu Bo with a calm face, looking at Ling Yun and the others with an extremely excited appearance, not knowing what they were thinking.

Fauber looked at this group of young people with a smile on his face, as if he saw himself when he was young.

Soon, the carriage arrived at the place, Lingyun and the others separated, and took the opportunity to meet in the evening to go to Guiyun Pavilion to listen to books.

Back in the Ling Mansion, Fu Bo first settled down Meng Qi's next life, and the people in the mansion took Meng Qi to familiarize himself with the environment in the mansion, and Fu Bo instructed Ling Yun: "Don't talk about yesterday's events to the outside world, keep the key and wait for the adults to come back." After that, he said that there were so many soldiers of the Northwest Army in the city, and the City Lord's Mansion must be very busy, and he wanted to go to the City Lord's Mansion to see if he could help anything, so he also left.

There were already few people in the entire Ling Mansion, and Fu Bo's departure to the Ling Mansion was even more deserted, and Ling Yun felt that he was bored alone, so he went into the study and read the book.

In the evening, Ling Yun and the others came to Guiyun Pavilion to listen to the book, originally called Li Jun, who thought that Li Jun had a bad stomach yesterday, plus he had soaked in the river, and he was infected with a cold, and he had been lying in bed for a day today.

Ling Yun and the others chose a private seat and sat down, unlike usual, they didn't see the father and daughter who were telling the story.

At this time, the storyteller was replaced by another man dressed in brocade clothes, with a mustache, a black hat on his head, and a fan in his hand, who was talking excitedly; It spits out a mouthful of phlegm every once in a while.

"It is said that back then, under the leadership of the second prince, my Yasukuni Legion marched all the way, approaching Weiyang City, the capital of Ji Kingdom, and the Iron Blood Legion broke the strongest legion of Ji Country under the leadership of the Great Grandmaster Yang Wanli, and the Great Grandmaster Yang entered the undead legion alone, no one could stop him, like slaughtering chickens and ducks, he left no piece of armor for the Lord of Ji Kingdom, and destroyed the main force of Ji Country with his own strength, Grandmaster Yang was only eighteen years old that year, what a hero out of a young man!" Everyone, including Ling Yun, was in awe of Grandmaster Yang Wanli when they heard this, and their eyes were full of admiration.

Among the spectators, there was a gray-haired, goatee, slightly wrinkled skin on his face, and he squinted and said to the storyteller: "I have a question, as far as I know, Yang Wanli had just stepped into the realm of grandmasters, and the undead legion was the head of the four major legions back then, and the head of the legion would be the head of the four great grandmasters of Ji Kingdom, how could he be so easily defeated by a Yang Wanli who had just entered the realm of grandmasters, as you said." Most of the people around them, except for Ling Yun, looked at the old man with a stunned expression, obviously few people know the name Canghai, but there are also many well-informed people who have heard a little about the name of Canghai, and the entire Guiyun Pavilion has become very lively, and the people sitting in the seats have exchanged their heads and talked about it.

Seeing this, Mr. Storyteller took a sip of water, cleared his throat and said: "Brother, I know so much, disrespectful and disrespectful, yes, there were four major legions back then, namely the Silver Armor Legion of Xilan Kingdom, the Golden Legion of Daliang Country, the Iron Blood Legion of my Yasukuni, and the undead legion of Ji Kingdom, which was the strongest back then. I guess that the reason why the undead army was easily defeated back then may be that the Grandmaster of Ji Kingdom saw that the general trend was gone, so he fled from the battle. The old man sitting on the chair touched his goatee, his squinted eyes suddenly shone brightly, stared at the storyteller and said, "As you said, if you escape, where will those Ji Country Grandmasters go?" It's not going to just disappear into thin air! Being asked by the old man like this, Mr. Storyteller looked stunned, his lips opened slightly, he didn't know what to say, everyone also felt that the old man was reasonable, and Mr. Storyteller finally said hesitantly: "I don't know what the specific situation was back then, anyway, the result is like this, not to mention that so many years have passed, there is no trace of Grandmaster Ji Guo, presumably the result is more than lucky." Everyone in the audience had another discussion, guessing where Grandmaster Ji Guo had gone.

Seeing this, a burst of worry appeared on the storyteller's face, he stood up, stretched out his hands and waved his hands, and said loudly: "It's better not to discuss it in vain, talk about state affairs in vain, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble." The crowd listened and fell silent a little, but there were still people whispering.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ling Yun asked the boss of Guiyun Pavilion again, where did Gu He's father and daughter go, and the shopkeeper of Guiyun Pavilion told Ling Yun that today Gu He and they seemed to want to worship the old man, so they went back early, and the person who told the story today was surnamed Wang, and he was a teacher in a private school.

Mr. Wang saw that the scene was a little quieter, so he began to continue talking. It tells the story of Yang Wanli's trip to pacify the southern barbarians, when Yasukuni appointed an heir for a certain southern country, and that country refused to recognize the heir appointed by Yasukuni, so it secretly discussed countermeasures with other major powers.

"Don't use other big powers, you and I both know who other countries are referring to." There was an interruption from someone who was doing good things in the class, and everyone echoed when they heard it: "It is directly said that Xilan and Daliang have won it." Mr. Wang did not refute this, but continued: "This clan secretly communicated with the other two countries, and suddenly attacked, not only killing the heir designated by our country, but also beheading all the envoys and guards sent by our country to show the public. Later, when it reached the imperial court, the government and the opposition were furious, and ordered Yang Wanli to lead the Iron Blood Legion to merge with the Southern Army to crusade against this clan, and the two major powers also sent troops at the same time.

The Quartet fought for three days and three nights outside the barbarian capital, fighting in the dark, corpses all over the field, and rivers of blood; Later, the two countries had to withdraw their troops, and this barbarian tribe was abandoned by the two great powers; The trapped beast is still fighting, and the consequences can be imagined in the way that all the people are soldiers, which is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, and the people of the entire capital are shattered.

In that battle, there were countless casualties, and from that time on, Yang Wanli had it

The title of "Butcher of Ten Thousand Miles".