Offering a sword contains a sword, which has always been the highest standard of surrender etiquette.

How many last emperors have made such choices for the survival of their families.

Looking at the rickety Master Yu, Song Ziyu slowly stretched out his hand and held the saber he offered.

It's a simple handover process, but the implications are enormous.

This represents a smooth transfer of power in Yongsan.

A simple action seemed to exhaust Yu Ke's mental strength.

The moment the sword was taken off, the old general with steel bones and iron spine seemed to be unsteady on his feet, and his steps were a little staggering and unsteady.

A calm and powerful palm rested on the old general's arm.

"Old general, you have to stand firm." Song Ziyu asked with concern.

Yu Ke froze and looked at Song Ziyu in a daze.

This action ......

Very meaningful.

Regardless of whether Song Ziyu did it intentionally or unintentionally, but this simple action fell in the eyes of all the soldiers of the Third Division, and it was an attitude.

An attitude of care and overture towards those who surrendered.

It's an expression of "I can tolerate you."

Seeing Song Ziyu's behavior like this, it was like giving the soldiers a reassurance.

……

Song Ziyu may know, but maybe he doesn't know, in fact, this is Yu Ke's deliberate position.

Yu Ke wanted to use such a simple act to "ask his heart".

Ask the heart of the young man in front of him.

Yesterday, I talked to the people of the old department of Yongsan about the young man in front of him, and the enterprising and generous people are the things that the old department of Yongsan admires the most.

Yu Ke was a little unconvinced, so he wanted to give it a try himself. Right now......

Yu Ke has his own answer.

Yu Ke showed a relieved expression on his face, as if he had returned to work after many years of prostate rebellion.

The expression was fleeting, and it was quickly hidden under the old countenance.

"Song Ziyu, young man...... In the future, I will entrust these soldiers under my command to you. Yu Ke looked at Song Ziyu and said slowly.

The tone was slow, and the breath was long, as if the dying man was confessing his last words.

Is it necessary?

Song Ziyu said with a smile: "Don't be careful, old generals, I will settle them well." ”

After saying this, Song Ziyu put away his smile and handed the sword to Gongsun Wan'er.

Regardless of Yu Ke and Gongsun Wan'er's surprise, Song Ziyu strode towards Longshan City.

Gongsun Wan'er was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed closely with her sword, while Yu Ke stood in place and watched in a daze.

It stands to reason that the sword represents authority, a symbol, and he gives it to others......

This bearing stunned Yu Ke.

Yu Ke suddenly felt that he seemed to underestimate this young man.

He didn't care about his formalism at all.

……

Song Ziyu strode towards Longshan!

Behind Song Ziyu was the deafening cheers of the soldiers of Longshan.

The mountains are roaring and the tsunami is like a tide.

Fans gathered, too.

There are no heroes in ancient times than this.

Song Ziyu strode towards Longshan City, but when he walked to the gate of the city, he froze.

Song Ziyu stared at the city gate and looked at it.

The city gate is not restored.

Song Ziyu fell into the memory......

Former.

When I first came to Yongsan.

I was standing here, looking at Yongsan.

It's been a long time.

The gates had long since been replaced, replaced by taller and thicker iron gates.

Song Ziyu thought of Xu Yingnan......

People and things are different.

This situation made Song Ziyu miss it very much, and missed all his thoughts in Longshan.

When he first came to Longshan, Ma Senming, Zhao Yuanba, and Tian Yue stood on three legs, and now they are all in the past.

Xu Yingnan, are you okay?

……

Just when Song Ziyu was full of thoughts, the noisy cheers pulled him back to reality.

I saw a large number of Longshan residents pouring out of the door.

With smiles on their faces and cheerful steps, the inhabitants poured towards them.

For a moment, Song Ziyu felt as if he was embracing the reef of the waves.

Countless residents of Longshan surrounded him, and then drowned himself.

Song Ziyu knew......

This is their way of expressing affection......

It's an expression of their love for themselves.

The excitement of the crowd, the crowd, the warmth of the emotion, and the surging crowd......

The soldiers guarding Song Ziyu were dumbfounded.

These soldiers are like floats in the water, beaten by the waves.

"Boss Song, it's really you!"

"Mr. Song, we miss you to death."

"Mr. Song, do you remember me?"

"See, this is our city lord of Longshan!"

"Although there are many heroes in the wasteland, no one can compare with Mr. Song."

"There are so many heroes in the world, this one is definitely second to none!"

"We can have today's achievements in Longshan, all thanks to this person...... "An old Longshan man introduced to the newcomers to Longshan.

The new immigrants showed more fervent admiration than the old Longshan people.

The Song Ziyu seen by the old Longshan people may still be human.

But in the hearts of the residents of the new Longshan settlement, Song Ziyu, who is full of legendary past, is clearly a myth.

It is like Zhong Kui painted on the New Year's painting, and the Bodhisattva molded in the temple.

Moreover!

Some young and beautiful girls were frantically throwing flattering eyes at Song Ziyu.

"Wow, I didn't expect the guy painted on the door to be so young!" A little girl who had moved to Longshan from an outside settlement exclaimed.

It seems that Song Ziyu has been painted on the door panel, and he is one step away from deification.

"Not only is he young, but he is also very heroic." The other girl pursed her lips and laughed.

"Such a man is my dream girl."

"No, I can't breathe ducks."

"I really want to marry him." A little girl said nymphomaniac.

……

Of course, Song Ziyu will not know about his lace and gossip.

At this time, Song Ziyu was very troubled.

Looking at the people of Longshan who were expressing all kinds of excitement about themselves, Song Ziyu's mood could only be described as flattered.

Song Ziyu really doesn't understand!

It's a pity that he just did a little insignificant thing for Longshan, how can He De afford everyone's love like a tide.

What can I do?

What else can I do?

I can only thank you all one thing!

In order to alleviate the mood of the people, under the strong request of a group of Longshan soldiers and civilians, Song Ziyu climbed to the top of the city, and then delivered a passionate speech.

Because it was too lively, Song Ziyu didn't even know what he was talking about, and he didn't know if the people in the audience heard it.

Song Ziyu's head was completely dizzy, and this feeling made him realize that the Taizu of Yu Xiaguo was at the gate of the Jingshi City and looked down on the worship of three million young people across the country.

This situation is just like that moment.

There are some realms that those who have not attained will never be able to comprehend.

……

Finally getting rid of the crowd, Song Ziyu returned to the small attic he had been thinking about.

The small attic was as safe as it had been seen, except that the greenery on the windowsill had withered because no one had taken care of it, leaving a few bullet holes in the walls.

Song Ziyu couldn't think of when these traces of war were left as memorials, and he seemed to have only been away for a year and a half, but he seemed to have been away for a long time.

"Song Ziyu, it's really you!"

A voice came from behind him, and Song Ziyu turned around suddenly, finding Chen Youping and Gao Zhongping walking towards him together.

These old friends have been waiting here for a long time.

They knew that if Song Ziyu really came back, then he would definitely come back here.

Sure enough, it didn't work.

Going home is something that every responsible man will value.

……

Seeing all the old friends, Song Ziyu was overjoyed!

"Elder Chen, Elder Gao, it's great that you are still alive!" Song Ziyu said happily.

"Look at what you're talking about, of course we're alive!" Gao Zhongping said very unhappily: "Where have you been wandering around all this year?" If you don't come back, I thought you had a burp. ”

Gao Zhongping's poisonous tongue is as bad as ever, and he speaks unabashedly and directly, and he can smell his enthusiastic bad breath from a few kilometers away.

It's as real as when we first met.

Something has changed.

But some people haven't changed.

Song Ziyu couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

I'm no longer the boy I was when I was at the beginning, and I'm still the same old Gao.

"Xiao Song, are you okay?" Chen Youping walked up to Song Ziyu and patted Song Ziyu's shoulder and looked up and down.

This old man, who is also a teacher and friend, attaches more importance to Song Ziyu than many people.

Song Ziyu held Chen Youping's hand, nodded heavily, and said, "Old Chen, we're all back!" ”

"Come back...... Well...... It's good to be back, it's good to be back. Chen Youping couldn't switch roles a little, but he quickly understood what Song Ziyu meant.

Whether it is Chen Youping or Song Ziyu, the civilized world has finally left him.

This wasteland is its own hot land.

"Mr. Song, it's great that you're back." Bai Shaoqing squeezed away everyone and came to Song Ziyu, held Song Ziyu's hand and said, "What you once entrusted to me, fortunately, I was not dishonored!" ”

Song Ziyu looked at Bai Shaoqing, a little stunned.

During the time of leaving, Song Ziyu even forgot what he had to ask Bai Shaoqing.

But immediately Bai Shaoqing helped Song Ziyu reminisce.

The young master of the Baishi settlement said eloquently: "Mr. Song, the assault rifle you asked me to design has been completed!" ”

"Really? That's great. Song Ziyu reacted immediately.

At the beginning, the Southern Ordnance Factory was demolished and reorganized, and he picked up a few military drawings and handed them over to the scholars in the Baishi settlement for reverse mapping.

I didn't expect these people to succeed.

This made Song Ziyu have to admire the strength of these scholars.

However, the surprises don't stop there!

Bai Shaoqing continued: "We designed the assembly line for firearms manufacturing, in our own arsenal...... Mr. Song, we are fortunate to have fulfilled your ambitions! Now Yongsan has its own arsenal! ”

Song Ziyu was overjoyed when he heard this.

I didn't come back for a year, but I didn't expect the development of Longshan to be far beyond my imagination.

"And that's not all!" Bai Shaoqing's father stepped forward and said: "We have also imitated a multi-functional bomb based on the drawings you left, which can be used as a grenade or as a cluster bomb in bundles to blow up armored vehicles......"

"In addition, we have also thoroughly eaten the drawings of the main combat vehicle, but we are trapped in the shortage of raw materials and cannot carry out large-scale mass production." Bai Xun's words made Song Ziyu like Qin Shi Huang eating peppercorns and touching wires--- winning hemp doubled!

It's no longer possible to express emotion.

……

After a long period of greetings, Song Ziyu found that there were still many partners around him in the past, so he asked:

"What about the others?"

Everyone was stunned, and Gongsun, who had not spoken, ??????????????? Wan'er replied, "Many people are locked up in the dungeon now. ”

"What kind of system, let people out for me." Song Ziyu immediately ordered.

Now that he has returned, he must not be locked up in prison anymore.

When his subordinates heard this order, they immediately wanted to do it, but Song Ziyu stopped these people: "Wait." ”

"What else does the boss need to arrange?" The subordinate asked.

"You lead the way, I'll go myself." Song Ziyu said.

So, under the leadership of a group of meritorious subordinates, Song Ziyu came to the dungeon at the foot of Longshan, and then met Tang Jian, Zhang Dahu, Chen Tianxing and others.

Wang Ba looked at the mung bean-like scene.

Everyone looked at each other, and the surprise was doubled.

"Boss, you're finally here, I thought you were dead." Tang Jian stared at Song Ziyu, his eyes were glowing green, obviously he was about to go crazy.

"Boss Song, you are here to save us!" Zhang Dahu burst into tears.

The fierce man in the past is now hungry.

"Godfather!" Ma Xiaolong howled and pounced directly in front of Song Ziyu.

"Boss, where did you die? You've got to pay for this job! The five-star hunter was lying on the ground, clutching the lice on his body, with a complicated expression on his face.

Song Ziyu couldn't hold back anymore, and hugged everyone and cried into tears.

……

After the large-scale confession scene, Song Ziyu arranged for everyone to recuperate.

During this period of time, the prison disaster caused Song Ziyu to rely on several major combat forces in the past to be damaged to varying degrees, but fortunately, the main manpower is still alive, but it takes time to recuperate.

After releasing a group of men, Song Ziyu spent two days reacquainting himself with all the affairs of Longshan.

The next problem that needs to be solved urgently is to rebuild the management structure of the Yongsan settlement.

Many of the current situations in Yongsan are different from when I left, and I need to accept a lot of things that have changed.

Song Ziyu is not an authoritarian person, and he is not so anxious to make drastic reforms, so his first task for internal affairs is to maintain stability.

At present, people are panicking about the change of power, and I must reassure everyone.

Song Ziyu, the management of Shoujiang, was still handed over to Su Zhen.

There is the basic plate of the Su family, Song Ziyu has no intention of getting involved, and the only requirement is that the Shoujiang side must ensure the water supply of Longshan.

Other than that!

In order to guard against a possible threat from the city-state of Miro...... Although this possibility was very small, Song Ziyu still asked Lao Yan to bring a team of men and horses to be stationed in Shoujiang, and asked Zhang Song to send hunters who were familiar with the terrain to cooperate with Lao Yan to build a beacon tower to the west.

As for Longshan, in addition to personally holding military power, Song Ziyu also managed the city and internal affairs in a step-by-step manner.

In Song Ziyu's opinion, since Longshan can run so well, let professional people do professional things, and don't point fingers.

After stabilizing the management of the settlement, another tricky thing came before me:

What are you going to do with the 2,000 troops of the 3rd Division?

(The update is not very stable these days, please understand, there are some things at home...... My grandfather was admitted to the hospital due to COVID and is currently having some difficulty breathing and is still being treated. This is a parting winter, and everyone must cherish happiness. ）