This sudden sound made Xiao Qingchen turn his head and look. I saw a slightly obese man with a scarf around his waist, and the scarf was full of spots and oil. The arms that are lifted are not like his shape, and the obvious muscle lines on the arms are probably because of the frequent spooning. This man looks like a chef.

The chef saw that no one wanted to stir-fry anymore, so he wanted to come out to breathe, and by the way, ask how the dish tasted, so as to satisfy the slight vanity in his heart. It's just that as soon as he came out with the dishes, he heard Xiao Qingchen tasting and commenting on the mapo tofu and back pot meat that he fried there, so he stopped behind and listened for a while, and this is what Xiao Qingchen said just now.

The chef put the rest of the dishes on the table one by one, and then faced Xiao Qingchen. Xiao Qingchen hurried up and tasted a few more bites of food. Luo Duofu saw that he was his own chef, and he just wanted to say something to the chef, but the chef's lips trembled, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were a little shiny for some reason.

With a "poof", the chef knelt down in Rodofo's surprised look, and slammed his head on the ground with a "bang".

Xiao Qingchen was eating, but he heard a "poof", and when he looked next to the sound, he saw that it was the chef kneeling beside him. Xiao Qingchen didn't know why, Luo Duofu hurriedly reached out to help the chef, but found that he couldn't help him.

The people around were also attracted by this scene, pointing at this side.

"Chu Weiliang, a deserter from the leopard battalion, see the young marshal, General Xiao Pojun!" The chef said in a trembling voice, but he saw that the dry ground was actually wet with small pieces, and it was the chef who cried.

When Xiao Qingchen heard this, his expression became serious, and the chopsticks in his hand were slowly put down, and Xiao Pojun also put down the chopsticks, unconsciously clenching his fists. But as soon as he exerted his strength, the injury did not heal, and he coughed, but he was forced to endure by Xiao Pojun.

Xiao Qingchen and Xiao Pojun's eyes were full of the scene of two years ago, the mountain of Qianxue army under the leadership of Shu Tiange surrounded the blood wolf cavalry led by Xiao Qingchen, full of dead corpses all over the field, the blood wolf cavalry is a cavalry, can not play their own advantages on the mountain, when they saw that there was nothing to be done, the leopard battalion that complemented the blood wolf cavalry took the initiative to ask for help, and with the lives of all the soldiers of the 1,200 leopard battalion, paved a bloody road, and the blood wolf rode on the corpses of 1,200 leopard battalion soldiers before rushing out of Shu Tiange's encirclement.

At this point, the leopard battalion that went to Shanhaiguan with the Xiaoluo River was completely annihilated.

"Hurry up, please!" Xiao Qingchen hurriedly helped up the chef Chu Weiliang, and saw Chu Weiliang's face full of tears. Xiao Qingchen let go of Chu Weiliang, who was sobbing in a low voice, stood with Xiao Pojun, bowed to Chu Weiliang on one leg, bowed to the military salute, and said in a deep voice: "The leader of the Blood Wolf Cavalry, Xiao Qingchen, the deputy commander of the Blood Wolf Cavalry, Xiao Pojun, on behalf of the 30,000 Blood Wolf Cavalry, thank you for the 1,215 brothers of the Leopard Battalion!" ”

Shen Lu saw Xiao Qingchen and Xiao Pojun kneeling down, and when he heard that sentence again, he also knelt down, but he didn't speak.

"Ahh Chu Weiliang cried loudly at this moment. One thousand two hundred and fifteen brothers of the leopard battalion kept falling in front of him, and not one of them took a step back, and not one of them cried out in pain. Only he survived by blocking Qianxue through his brother's corpse.

At the last moment, he saw his battalion commander being cut alive by dozens of people in Qianxue, he heard the roar of 1,215 leopard battalion brothers, and he heard the roar of 5,000 blood wolf riders.

Xiao Qingchen and Xiao Pojun couldn't afford to kneel, and their own survival was all due to the bloody road paved by the 1,215 brothers of the leopard battalion.

The people in the inn looked at each other, far away, and no one outside the tables next to them could hear the conversation between Xiao Qingchen and the others. All they saw was Chef kneeling down to a table of guests, and then the table knelt down as well, and then Chef began to cry.

Luo Duofu listened to the one who heard it most clearly, the young marshal, the general, the commander of the blood wolf cavalry, the deputy commander, and the leopard battalion. Although he had not experienced these things, he had heard of them. The name of the blood wolf rider alone is enough to spread all over the world, outside the Shanhai Pass, and make the Qianxue army fearful. One of the most elite iron horsemen in the Northern Liang Army, he followed the military god Xiao Luotu to pacify the world. He naturally knew these things, but now he didn't expect that the people in there would actually appear in front of him.

Chu Weiliang helped Xiao Qingchen and Xiao Pojun up, and his crying subsided. Xiao Qingchen in turn helped Chu Weiliang to sit aside, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Chu, it's good that you are still alive, and you are the only one left in the leopard camp!" ”

Chu Weiliang cried and said, "Young marshal, I, I, I'm sorry for the brothers of the leopard battalion!" I'm sorry for the Beiliang Army! I'm even more sorry for my battalion commander, I saw him being cut down by Qianxue's people, I heard his earth-shattering roar, but I didn't go up to save him! I'm ashamed of my brother in the leopard battalion! Young marshal! ”

Xiao Qingchen patted Chu Weiliang's shoulder and persuaded, "Brother, don't be sad. I'm not a young marshal now, and now I have no soldiers and no power. You just call me light dust. Xiao Pojun also comforted Chu Weiliang on the side.

Chu Weiliang cried a little quieter and was sobbing, Chu Weiliang sobbed and said, "Young marshal, you have been our young marshal for a day, and you have always been our young marshal!" ”

Xiao Qingchen smiled bitterly and said, "Brother! The 1,215 brothers of the leopard battalion are now buried in Beiliang, so come and see with us when the time comes! ”。

"Nope! I don't have the face to look at the brothers! I don't have the face to step into Beiliang again! I'm a deserter! At the beginning, I hid among the corpses until now, I am not worthy of being a person from the Leopard Battalion, and I am not worthy of being a person from Beiliang! How many times have I wanted to step into Beiliang, my eyes are full of scenes of brothers being killed, full of angry cries of brothers! Chu Weiliang shouted. After saying this, the tears swelled up again!

Xiao Qingchen and Xiao Pojun glanced at each other, and the two of them stood up and shouted, "Where is Chu Weiliang in the leopard battalion!?" ”。 Chu Weiliang stood up reflexively, stood up with his right fist on his left chest, banged, raised his head and answered loudly, "Leopard battalion Chu Weiliang is here to receive orders!" ”

Xiao Qingchen said in a deep voice: "Chu Weiliang, you are a deserter from the leopard battalion, and you should be beheaded according to military law!" Now I read your hard work, punish you, and every year during the Qingming Festival, I will return to Beiliang to guard the soul of the brothers who sacrificed their lives in Baiwei Mountain in the 1115th Leopard Battalion! Can you obey? ”

Chu Weiliang's lips trembled, as if there was a thousand catties in his mouth, and he couldn't speak at the moment. All that's left is the sobbing stream.

"Will you obey?" Xiao Qingchen said in a deep voice again.

"Bang" Chu Weiliang smashed his right fist on his left chest, and said in a crying voice, "Leopard battalion Chu Weiliang, obey the military order!" Xiao Qingchen nodded.

But what he didn't expect was that he saw the leaders of the purple-clothed guards actually walking over here. Xiao Qingchen asked Chu Weiliang to sit down, facing the purple-clothed guards, whose identities were recognized, so there was no need to hide them.