"What's going on?" Murong Ying asked with a serious expression as she looked at the "lazy" side of the soldiers in front of the army. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"They are all your brother's old ......subordinates," Qin Yu said amicably, "Because of your brother's death, his subordinates before his death were not only saddened, but now they have no fighting spirit at all, and they are all lazy...... There is no way to do this, the emperor ordered three days of mourning, and they did not violate discipline by doing so......"

However, when Murong Ying heard this, she shook her head and said righteously: "But General Tang gave an order, and today the troops will be reorganized and trained as usual - since it is a military training, it must be done according to the rules, and the soldiers should look like soldiers, and if they make mistakes, they will be punished!"

After saying that, Murong Ying walked down the steps, looked at every soldier with a serious expression, and couldn't help but ask coldly: "Although General Murong Fei died on the battlefield, as his former subordinates, you are still alive - alive, you can't always remember the past, not to mention that you are still soldiers, and now you are still in war! Look at what you look like now? One by one, you are depressed, and you have no fighting spirit at all...... The dead General Murong Fei is still my brother, and I can still cheer up as a woman, but you big men are still so listless and sluggish, what kind of physique have you become?"

Murong Ying's tone of reprimand was not small, and the soldiers below seemed to be slightly touched, and their expressions gradually changed. And when Qin Yu and Lao Jiu on the stage saw it, they also looked at them with surprised eyes, looking at Murong Ying, who was a little "unfamiliar" - yesterday she was still crying bitterly about her brother's death, but today she seems to have changed as a different person, and she immediately walked out of the sad remembrance......

However, all the generals in the audience did not all obey Murong Ying, seeing that Murong Ying was just a woman, and she could not be compared with her brother, Murong Fei, one of the "Pioneer Five Tigers", one of the generals before her death, and she was slightly unconvinced.

So, a soldier stepped forward with the courage to say with a sad expression on his face: "Hey, Miss Murong, why do you bother? General Murong, that is, your brother, is dead, don't you feel sorry? What kind of soldiers are you still training here...... General Murong is dead, we are all very sad, as for Miss Murong, you should give up, the general who is close to us sacrifices, I am afraid we will not cheer up again......"

Obviously, after the First Battle of Bianliang, the mood of the officers and men in the army fluctuated, and many soldiers saw the death of their comrades on the battlefield, and their mood was extremely low, and they had no intention of continuing to march......

Murong Ying listened to the soldier's words, and his eyes must have ...... "Whew-" Suddenly a gust of wind turned around and kicked, Murong Ying was neat and neat, and actually kicked the soldier in front of him away.

"Ahh

The soldiers saw Murong Ying's "momentum", as if they were awakened, and they lifted their spirits a little. And what Qin Yu and Lao Jiu saw, they didn't recover for a long time.

Murong Ying's face was angry, and he reprimanded loudly: "As a soldier, it is shameless to say such a bereaved word!"

The soldiers below were silent for a while, and they were still in a lazy state just now, but now they were immediately excited and frightened.

Murong Ying looked back at the troops, and continued to ask, "Who was the leader of General Murong Fei's subordinates before his death?"

"I'm ......" a figure who looked like the leader of the troops, tremblingly raised his hand, and then walked out of the column horizontally.

Seeing this, Murong Ying pointed to the leader and the soldiers who were kicked away by him, and then said loudly: "Someone come--let the two of them be punished by military law, with a hundred military staffs, and hang the day before the camp! If he disturbs the morale of the army again in the future, or leads the team to fail to fulfill his own leader, he will be executed according to the order of military law!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked and couldn't come back to their senses, they would never have thought that Murong Ying, a seemingly weak woman, would say such a threatening word.

"General-General......" The soldier who was dragged down by the soldier to scold the cane kept tearing up and "begging for mercy", but in front of Murong Ying's "iron-faced expression", it did not work at all.

Then, I heard the screams of the two soldiers being scolded with a cane, and the sticks beckoned to the meat, and the schoolyard that was silent for a while sounded painful......

Murong Ying saw that he had punished the "aliens", so he turned around and stood back in front of the column, and said with the attitude of the leader of the army: "From today onwards, the vanguard cavalry will be grouped into a team, led by me and General Qin Yu, galloping across the field, invincible, and bravely killing the enemy!"

Murong Ying's tone was impassioned, and the soldiers below who had just hung their heads immediately cheered up, looking forward to looking at Murong Ying and Qin Yu on the stage firmly, and shouted in response: "Invincible, fight bravely to kill the enemy!"

"The army is mighty!" Murong Ying even clenched her fists and shouted in an excited voice.

"All the armies are mighty, all the armies are mighty, all the armies are mighty...... all the officers and men were completely driven, and in an instant, they walked out of the sad atmosphere, and the morale of the whole army was high, and they returned to the original army's courageous fighting spirit......

Qin Yu saw it in his eyes, smiled with relief, and said secretly in his heart: "Sakura, I am very happy that you have recovered from the pain of losing your brother so quickly and inherited the legacy of the Murong family...... Brother Tang Zhan, thank you, thank you for telling Sakura these ...... last night"

As a result, after the military spirit was reunited, the pioneer battalion began a morning of training......

On the other hand, in Bianliang City, Tang Zhan, Lu Jing, Xiao Tian and Su Jia returned to Zhao Mansion with the ashes of the Zhao couple, while Lu Jing's elder brother Lu Zhao returned to Lu Mansion and returned to his home with the support of his younger brother Lu Meng......

Revisiting the old place, returning to Bianliang two years later, the war has spread, the prosperity is no longer there, and the streets and alleys have long been things and people. However, although the prosperity is declining, the people of Bianliang are very happy, because the Ming army invaded the city and drove away the tyranny of Mengyuan, and the people know very well in their hearts that the good days they have been looking forward to for a long time have come......

But compared to the people of Bianliang, Tang Zhan and the others were very sad in their hearts......

Zhaofu main hall ......

Told the old man Zhao Tianyuan the news of the death of the Zhao couple and the eldest son Zhao Zijin, and Zhao Tianyuan's face was suddenly gloomy. He didn't cry bitterly, but just looked at the ashes of his two sons and daughter-in-law, and his heart was mixed.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Zhao......" Lu Jing said in a low voice, "Brother Zichuan and sister-in-law died in battle, and Brother Zijin, we couldn't save them...... And there is also An An, the son of the Zichuan brothers, and we don't have ...... There is no ......" Speaking of the child's matter, the whereabouts of Zhao Zichuan's son were not found last night and night, and everyone was also tired, and the dark circles on Lu Jing's eyes were layer after layer, and her face was extremely haggard.

"My little grandson, is it called 'An An'......" Zhao Tianyuan learned of his Zhao family's bloodline, and his heart was filled with joy and sorrow, "It's a pity that I haven't gone home to take a look, but I buried my ...... in the war."

"The child's full name is 'Zhao Chengan'......" Tang Zhan added and comforted, "But senior Zhao, don't worry, when the war is over, we will definitely try our best to find the whereabouts of the Zhao family's flesh and blood, and shoulder the responsibility of raising the child!"

Zhao Tianyuan shook his head and said with a sad expression: "I didn't expect that my Zhao family would die in the future generations of my two sons...... Although Zichuan completed his ancestor's will and killed the enemy of the Zhao family's ancestors with his own hands, but death is sorrow, even if the family mission is completed, the father and son will never see each other again in this life, and the white-haired person will send the black-haired person, wouldn't it be even more sad and sad?"

Hearing this, Tang Zhan's eyes were foggy, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

......On the other side, Zhao Zijin's wife was holding her husband's ashes, crying bitterly, and her son, who was less than two years old, had not seen his biological father yet, and he lost his father at a young age......

"Daddy—" At this moment, there was a sudden shout outside the door. Everyone looked back and saw that it was Zhao Zibo, the second son of the Zhao family.

"Brother Zibo?" Tang Zhan couldn't help but be surprised when he saw it.

"Brother Zibo, you ...... Why did you come back?" Lu Jing also asked casually.

"Sure enough, it's Sister Jing, and Brother Tang Zhan, you ......" Zhao Zibo gasped, looking like he had just rushed back from a distance, and said anxiously, "I heard about the war on Bianliang's side, so I rushed back from the Huashan faction...... This, this ashes are ......"

In the grief of Tang Zhan and Lu Jing, the battle of Zhao Zichuan and others was recounted again, and the sadness in their hearts increased again......

"Big brother, third brother, how can it be...... "Zhao Zibo came back from afar, but he got his own brothers to die on the battlefield one after another, and his heart suddenly grieved and unbearable, this is not the result he wants."

"Brother Zibo, let's mourn and change......" Xiao Tian couldn't say anything more on the side, but said lightly.

Su Jia thought about it, turned her head to face Zhao Tianyuan, and presented the "Qiankun Two Swords" in her hand, with a sad expression: "Senior Zhao, this is the Zhao family's treasure that the Zichuan brothers inherited the will of the Zhao family and led the enemy to kill the enemy from beginning to end, the 'Qiankun Two Swords'." The Zichuan brothers used it to kill Meng Yuan Yidi, and finally killed the family's enemy Wuliang Tuoduo, which can be regarded as having completed the mission, and it is time to return it to the Zhao family......"

Zhao Tianyuan slowly stepped forward, took the double sword with trembling hands, looked at the tragic blood stains on the blade, his expression was shocked, and it was difficult to speak for a while.

Xiao Tian continued to add: "The Zichuan brothers galloped across the field, killed countless Mengyuan troops, and became the 'flying cavalry general' of the famous epicenter of the Central Plains, and they are not in vain...... I also ask the seniors to mourn the deceased on the festival and enshrine the sword in the ancestral hall, so that future generations can worship the triumphant song and influence all sentient beings, I think this is probably also the wish of the Zichuan brothers......"

Zhao Tianyuan sighed heavily, imperceptible tears flashed in his eyes, and just whispered in grief: "Good ......"

After speaking, Zhao Tianyuan took the "Qiankun Two Swords", left the main hall, and walked slowly to the back of the ancestral hall. The footsteps were very heavy, and what I thought in my heart was also the memory of Zhao Zichuan pulling out the blade of the sword for the first time......

(in recall)......

"Zichuan, have you really thought about it, do you want to inherit the will of your ancestors and pick up this ancestral treasure that has not been touched for nearly a hundred years - 'Qiankun Two Swords'?"

Zhao Zichuan had a serious face and firm eyes, looked straight at the two swords beside the case, and said righteously: "I have thought about it! Although Master Xuankong once said that my heart is still unresolved, the determination to 'swear to expel the tyranny of Mengyuan from the Central Plains' will never change. Dad, the eldest brother and the second brother have not been determined to inherit the will of their ancestors and pick up the sword, as the third son of the Zhao family, I must shoulder this burden, and my heart will benefit the people of the world. Therefore, today's children are here to swear to pick up the two swords of Qiankun and vow to be a benevolent person with the world in mind!"

Seeing Zhao Zichuan's words and deeds so firmly, Zhao Tianyuan, as a father, didn't say anything anymore. Inheriting the great cause of the ancestors, this is the wish of the Zhao family for generations, but no one can provoke the beam. Today, seeing that Zhao Zichuan made up his mind to inherit the wishes of his ancestors, Zhao Tianyuan still felt that Zhao Zichuan did have such a belief-which made him proud.

Zhao Zichuan was still kneeling in front of the spirit case, Zhao Tianyuan waited for a while, and then said solemnly: "The hour has come, Zhao Zichuan, are you really ready to inherit the will of your ancestors?"

Zhao Zichuan replied firmly: "I have decided and are ready!"

Zhao Tianyuan continued: "Then you first kowtow a few times in front of your ancestors to show your filial piety, and then go and pull out the 'Qiankun Two Swords' in front of the case!"

"Okay, father!" replied Zhao Zichuan in the same firm words.

So, Zhao Zichuan faced the spirit case of his ancestors, first knelt on the ground and solemnly kowtowed a few times. Zhao Tianyuan saw it and said to Zhao Zichuan: "Okay, Zichuan, you can go and pick up the ancestral treasure 'Qiankun Two Swords'!"

"Yes, father!" Zhao Zichuan slowly stood up, and then walked to the ancestral spirit case, and then said to the spirit case in front of him, "Zhao family ancestor, today I, Zhao Zichuan, will pull out the ancestral treasure 'Qiankun Two Swords'." Those who take this sword will keep in mind the mission of 'saving the people of the world and avenging the revenge of the Great Song Dynasty of Mengyuan and destroying me'. Today was the day when Xiangyang City was broken, and it was also the eve of the death of the Great Song Dynasty. Draw your sword today, and he will go to the field tomorrow. If you succeed and retire, you can settle a hundred years of grievances; if you die in battle, the soul of my Zhao family will still exist, and the world will never forget it!" After speaking, Zhao Zichuan returned to the same place, knelt down and solemnly kowtowed a few times.

Zhao Tianyuan saw Zhao Zichuan's words and ancestral teachings, and he had the world in mind, and nodded with satisfaction to Zhao Zichuan. Zhao Zichuan finished kowtowing and slowly stood up again. Subsequently, Zhao Zichuan walked to the spiritual position again, and said to the ancestral spiritual position: "Ancestor of the Zhao family, the younger generation Zhao Zichuan will draw his sword!" After speaking, the left and right hands slowly lifted the two swords of "Qiankun".

The "Qiankun Two Swords" was raised, and the candlelight on the table reflected the sword body, and the golden and turquoise sword light filled the entire hall, which was both mysterious and solemn.

"This is the ancestral treasure 'Qiankun Two Swords'!" Zhao Zichuan looked at the two swords in his hand and said to himself.

Zhao Tianyuan followed and said: "More than a hundred years ago, Meng Yuan Tatar always wanted to take away my Zhao family's 'Qiankun Second Sword', but it was unsuccessful. A hundred years have passed, and now the Zhao family lives in the land of Mengyuan and Bianliang City. Now that you have this sword, you must remember the legacy of your ancestors to the end!"

"The child understands!" replied Zhao Zichuan firmly......

(In reality)......

"Died in battle, the spirit of the Zhao family still exists, and the world ......will not forget it," Zhao Tianyuan muttered the oath of his former son, and said sadly in his heart, "But Zichuan, you are gone, the world will not forget, and at the same time, the pain will not be forgotten...... You have fulfilled the will of your ancestors, but at the same time, you have also left behind the sorrow of our Zhao family for a lifetime......"

For the death of his son, Zhao Tianyuan felt more and more sad in his heart, he didn't show it in front of everyone just now, and now he was about to walk to the ancestral hall in the backyard, but the tears couldn't stop flowing down...... (To be continued.) )