It's noon.

In the desolate mountains and forests, there are already dense burial mounds.

The people lying inside are all soldiers of the Zhenbei Army.

The Northern Barbarians are not worthy of a tomb.

They only deserve to lie in mass graves.

The brothers who died in battle in the Honghua Department should be brought back to Taipingguan for burial.

Only the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army will sleep here.

The Zhenbei Army is expanding too fast.

So fast that there was not even a detailed register of soldiers.

It was so fast that even a group of soldiers didn't have time to understand the origin of the robe.

Zhang Chu couldn't send these brothers who died in battle to their roots.

In Xuanbei Prefecture at present, these brothers may not have a home.

Maybe it's good.

Men walk in all directions, wherever they go, where they are buried, the green mountains in the world are the same.

At the very least, they still have the robes of the robes as their companions.

On the Huangquan Road, there is no fear......

"Send the young marshal!"

Zhang Chuqing held the military flag of the Zhenbei Army, stood in front of the dense tomb, and sang loudly.

The main generals of the four armies in front and behind the Zhenbei Army carried the coffin, and the main general of the Chinese army walked in front of him holding high the "Huo" handsome flag, and walked to the grave in front of Zhang Chu step by step under the attention of tens of thousands of officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army.

The coffin is made of local materials, the most common red pine wood in Xuanbei Prefecture.

It was as shabby as the grave pit in front of Zhang Chu.

is far from worthy of Huo Hongye's identity.

Huo Hongye is the son of the princes and the grandson of the hereditary king, and he is qualified to repair the tomb.

But Zhang Chu felt that compared to looking for another feng shui place, building tombs and tombs, and burying them beautifully.

Huo Hongye would prefer to lie in this place of shame and sleep forever with his subordinates......

He watched Huo Hongye's coffin fall into the grave.

Watching the Chinese army commander-in-chief, take down the "Huo" handsome flag and cover it on the coffin.

looked at a handful of floating soil, gradually submerging Huo Hongye's coffin.

I can't tell whether I am happy or sad.

He and Huo Hongye are not friends.

Nor is it an enemy.

But after so many years.

But so many grievances and grievances have come over.

Even if they are not friends, they are still old friends......

Another old man, gone.

These rivers and lakes are getting more and more tasteless.

"When you die. ”

An old voice suddenly sounded beside Zhang Chu: "This king will also build such a tomb for you." ”

Zhang Chu tilted his head with a hollow look, only to find that Huo Qing didn't know when he came, and he was standing beside him, only a few feet away from him.

He's still the same.

Hao's head is red, shaped like a veteran of a hundred battles.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhang Chu always feels that Huo Qing in front of him has a lot of rickety back, and his body is not as burly as he remembers, and he looks like a real old man with his hands.

He was also looking at Huo Hongye's tomb.

Didn't look at Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu suddenly smiled and said, "Do you regret it?"

Huo Qing bowed slightly, and said nonchalantly: "A little." ”

Zhang Chu once thought that when he was qualified to talk to Huo Qing, he would definitely have a lot to say and question Huo Qing.

But after this day, he realized that he didn't have so much to say to Huo Qing.

Pointless......

It wasn't until Huo Hongye's tomb was raised that Huo Qing asked again: "I heard, Hongye, before leaving, tell you that he doesn't want to be a traitor, right?"

Zhang Chu stepped forward and carved "Young Marshal of the Zhenbei Army, Huo Hongye's Tomb" on Huo Hongye's tombstone with a knife in his hand, and replied without looking back: "Will you cut off the connection with the Northern Barbarians and the Western Regions because of his words?"

Huo Qing didn't hesitate, and replied directly: "No." ”

Zhang Chu: "Then what's the point of you asking this? Do you also want to tell me that you don't want to be a traitor?"

Huo Qing didn't get angry because of his words, but said lightly: "You are not worthy." ”

Zhang Chu: "Whether I am worthy or not, you are not qualified to decide." ”

Huo Qing glanced at him expressionlessly, his old eyes were as deep as an abyss, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance, but it was chilling.

". ”

He whispered.

There is no threat.

Zhang Chu didn't move, and asked again: "When will I attack Taiping Pass, I will prepare in advance to welcome you......"

Huo Qing let out a contemptuous "heh", but his cloudy eyes revealed a burst of coldness: "What are you?"

After Zhang Chu heard this, he didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

Or, it should be sad for Huo Hongye.

Huo Qing wasn't humiliating him.

He was telling a fact as he saw it.

Even he, Zhang Chu, has 200,000 troops.

Even if he Zhang Chu is already in the realm of the second grade.

Huo Qing still didn't regard him Zhang Chu as an opponent.

Even Huo Hongye died at his hands, and he didn't plan to come to him Zhang Chu for revenge.

Other words.

Huo Hongye's death could not make him angry and raise troops and change his layout.

In a sense.

This may also be considered a kind of purity.

In order to achieve the goal, unscrupulous means, regardless of the cost.

Even the life of one's own grandson can be included in the price.

Even if......

He was really saddened by the untimely death of his grandson.

Something extraordinary.

Sure enough, only extraordinary people can do it.

But what is his purpose?

Fight for the world?

His veins have been broken, even if he wins the world, what is the use?

Or is it ......

Avenge?

Zhang Chu didn't know.

He wasn't in a hurry to dig deeper.

It's a wart that will always pop up on its own.

Let's do it and see it......

He staggered past Huo Qing and ordered, "Brothers, go home!"

The guards brought the green horse, and Zhang Chu straddled the horse and walked towards Taiping Pass.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Zhenbei Army silently followed him and merged with the Red Flower Department.

In the mountains and forests.

Soon only the old man in red was left, standing in front of the tomb mound with his hands behind his back.

The army marched to a hill, and Zhang Chu looked back.

I saw the howling north wind, which messed up Huo Qing's long gray hair, and it was indescribably desolate......

He shook his head, looked back and moved on.

He felt that he should still be happy.

Fortunately, I have the realm of second grade.

Fortunately, he has the talisman of the deputy leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.

If he is still a miscellaneous fish.

Huo Qing must have killed him casually.

Just because he's not a trash fish, it's not so easy to kill.

Killing him will inevitably cause a backlash from the major leagues.

Huo Qingcai didn't make a move.

Huo Qing is not afraid of the backlash of the big alliance, Zhang Chu doesn't know.

But he knew that Huo Qing was definitely unwilling to change his layout because of him.

It's just that this is a blessing.

Mixed with too much anger and unwillingness.

What could be more sad than the lack of revenge?

Of course, the enemy is standing in front of you, but you don't even have the courage to take the lead.

Under the absolute power gap.

Even his cultivation of "unequaled will" seems to have become a joke.

"The realm of a product!"

Zhang Chu looked at the vast rivers and mountains in the south, and suddenly felt that he should work harder.

Peace.

Either by the law.

Either by force.