Dark clouds rolled in the sky.

The already cold and humid climate is even colder.

Many bigwigs in the mountains looked at each other, not daring to look directly at Zhang Xiangbei standing on the high platform.

The process of reading the list was long, but no one interrupted it, and no one could bear to leave the table.

When Liao Qiying heard the name of his eldest brother Liao Qihong, his emotions suddenly exploded, and his eyes were red.

"What debts?"

Master Li stared at Zhang Xiangbei and shouted in a deep voice: "Every name you recite is fighting for the country, and they die glorious!" ”

Zhang Xiangbei lowered his eyes and glanced at Master Li: "Why can your son live for twenty more years?" Why didn't they die honorably back then? ”

Master Li snorted.

Does this need to be asked?

You Zhang Xiangbei will have a son in the future, will you put your son in danger?

Listening to Zhang Xiangbei's cold questioning on the stage, You Yun gently tugged at the sleeve of the stunner's coat and asked nervously, "How does General Zhang plan to collect debts?" ”

The stunner grinned: "If you owe money to repay your debts, you will die, and you will die." ”

"Eight thousand Beimang martyrs..."You Yun looked left and right. Where do so many people come from in the mountains? ”

"How do I know?" The stunner frowned. "I'm not a roundworm in his stomach."

You Yunnu said: "You ask your brother on WeChat, when you are a father, can you still know your son's plan?" ”

"Yes." The stunner pouted. "Lao Zhang said he didn't know anything."

"Swing the score? Relying on his son's ability to ignore brotherhood? You Yun sneered.

"If my son is so promising." The stunner said coldly. "I deleted Lao Zhang's WeChat a long time ago."

You Yun opened her mouth and stopped squeaking.

But the atmosphere at the funeral scene was extremely depressing.

Even Master Li was a little out of breath.

WeChat, and intelligence came again.

Everyone's mobile phones are crowded, and they don't stop ringing.

Foot.

The Zhenshan army was on standby.

Seeing the black pressure of the Beimang Army's divine soldiers descending from the sky, they were gearing up there, ready to move.

Although the Zhenshan Army is not inferior to the Beimang Army in terms of rank.

But it is about temperament and actual combat experience.

The Zhenshan army wanted to give the Beimang army a knock.

In terms of technique and tactics, the Zhenshan Army has a lot of theoretical knowledge, and any few soldiers can be brought out from any camp, and they can memorize Sun Tzu's art of war backwards, and they can repeatedly simulate the classic battles of modern warfare on the sand table.

I really ran into the Beimang army that crawled out of the pile of dead people, beat all kinds of coalition forces, and set off a bloody storm on the battlefield in the outer regions...

Chinese people, don't fight Chinese people.

The civil war was shameful.

The senior generals of the Zhenshan Army reached a unity from within.

They will never extend a poisonous hand to the heroic troops.

"General, they crossed the line."

An adjutant general of the Zhenshan Army reported to the leader: "Just now it was fifty meters away from our cordon, and now I am stepping on the line, I dare to conclude that there must be someone lurking up the mountain in Beimang before dark." ”

General Zheng, who was dressed in a straight military uniform, said lightly: "On our mountain, there is nothing to see the light, go up the mountain, go up the mountain, are you afraid that the Beimang army will go up the mountain to rob the house?" Their welfare is good, and they don't lack those three melons and two seeds. ”

"Without the approval of the Mountain Committee, idlers and others are forbidden to go up the mountain." The adjutant general said in a deep voice. "General, this is a death order given to us by the Mountain Committee."

"The Beimang Army is not an idle person." General Zheng frowned. "They are heroic troops, and they are the pillars of the country who have made meritorious contributions."

"General, what are you talking about?" The lieutenant asked.

"I said, you will lead your subordinates down the mountain to warn Beimang now, dare to cross the line, and kill him." General Zheng patted the adjutant on the shoulder. "Go ahead, I'll support you."

The adjutant general twitched the corners of his mouth, and his face changed sharply: "General..."

"What about your mother?" General Zheng said angrily. "Can you shut your stinky mouth? I'm scared! ”

"General," the adjutant general said in sweat. I'm afraid..."

"Tell me to go down, prepare 50,000 barrels of Nongfu Spring and 100 Huazi before dark, and then pick all the freshly ripe peaches in the mountain and send them to them." General Zheng said that, he seemed to feel that the courtesy was too light, and he added another weight. "Slaughter ten wild boars, twenty sheep, plus a hundred free-range chickens, and a thousand eggs."

The lieutenant twitched the corners of his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and said cautiously: "Will it be a little less?" That's 200,000 mouths..."

General Zheng said angrily: "How much to give is not to see how much Beimang needs, but to see how much Lao Tzu has!" ”

"Understood." The lieutenant nodded heavily.

"Say hello to the Beimang headquarters, I will personally lead the troops to send Xiaojing over in a while, so that they don't have to be nervous, we are friendly troops!" General Zheng said with a calm face.

"General, bring more people...", the adjutant general said precautionally. The Northern Mang Army is famous for kicking its nose and face. ”

"Hmm." General Zheng glanced at the adjutant general. "You come with me."