Integrity Rift Six

Seeing He Xianchang sitting on the spot with his eyes closed, the old general knew that this Xianmen monk was running some kind of exercise again, since the other party didn't say anything, and he didn't want to ask too much, so he gestured to the generals and retreated far away so as not to disturb He Xianchang, leaving only his junior brother to guard aside.

After the generals stood still not far away, the old general then asked: Captain Li, have the brothers of the stinging bee battalion patrolling in other directions returned to the fort, what is the news?

Team Leader Li hurriedly said: "General Hui, the brothers who went to the northwest and north directions to inspect today have all returned to the fort safely, and no abnormalities have been found in these two directions. Only Liu Liu's group in the north was martyred, and two people and two horses have not returned.

While talking, I saw He Xian get up with a long body and walk towards this side with his junior brother. When the two Immortal Sect monks approached, General Yue arched his hand and asked, "What did Immortal Chief He find?"

He Yunshu raised his hand and rubbed his slightly swollen temples, and said with a solemn expression: There is a dark cloud and mist that is coming quickly here about twenty miles in the direction of the north, and my divine sense is blocked by the cloud and mist and cannot explore its interior, but its fierce and fierce hope that the general will prepare for battle as soon as possible.

The old general's heart sank and he hurriedly asked: May I ask Immortal Chief, how much time do I have to prepare?

"We have two hours left. Looking up at the sky, He Yunshu continued: It's just past the ugly time, and I'm afraid it should come before dusk!"

"We!?"

"Yes, I'll be with you!" He Yunshu smiled indifferently, arched his hand at the old general and the others, turned around and pulled up the worried junior brother who had just been rubbing his hands and was excited and anxious, and his face was shocked, and he walked towards the side of the square, obviously having something important to explain.

The old general looked deeply at the young monk's back, which was not thick, and nodded secretly.

In fact, General Yue had vaguely learned some news from the chatter of Shangfeng, that is, after the Great War between humans and demons thousands of years ago, the demons were not completely wiped out, but were scattered and imprisoned in some barren and barren places on the mainland, and these places were collectively called the Demon Domain. And the most frustrating thing is that the devil cannot die, which is like the two sides of the gold coin, the two sides of yin and yang, there must be one and the other, the so-called Tao does not disappear, and the legend of the devil is not extinguished. But what can be done, what should come will come, and what should be faced still has to be faced.

The old general turned around, his eyes swept over the faces of the nine middle- and lower-level generals who had already gathered, although everyone was apprehensive in their hearts, but none of them showed the slightest fear in their eyes, and there was no sky-high fighting intent but the calmness and calmness of a veteran of a hundred battles.

At this moment, the old general returned to the passionate years when he led thousands of troops and horses to fight on the battlefield and shed his blood.

Putting away his memories, the old general said in a deep voice: "Beat the drums!

The generals shouted loudly in unison.

After the three-way drum was finished, General Yue Lao was dressed in a black and white military uniform and stood straight in the center of the point platform. There is a white crescent moon embedded in the forehead, heart guard, and shoulder armor, and the black armor is shiny with oil, and the white is like a bright light peeking out from the depths of the night. Several black and white squares under the stage have been formed, and the sound of roll call comes and goes, and everything is calm after half a pillar of incense.

Several team leaders stepped forward and reported loudly: General Yu, 150 people from the Tiebi Battalion (Sword and Shield Soldiers) have all arrived, and there is no shortage of one.

The general, the Flowing Fire Battalion (archers) 127 people, all of them are there, and there is not a single one.

General, 385 people from the Thorn Battalion (pikemen), all of them were there, and there was not a single person missing.

General, Assault Battalion (Twin Sword Samurai) 73 people, to 72 people, one seriously ill and bedridden.

General, 25 people in the stinging bee battalion, to 22 people, one killed in battle, 2 missing. 18 horses, to 15, one killed in battle, two missing.

Looking at the familiar and slightly haggard faces under the stage, except for the snow-white bend in front of the helmet, the scarf and elbow bend were originally snow-white lining, which had long been gray and patched, but the black armor pages were still shiny, as new, if there were no traces of those horizontal and vertical swords. The old general wanted to speak but was a little choked, his throat moved up and down, he didn't make a sound, and glanced at Captain Zhang.

Zhang Xiaowei strode to the front of the stage with a scroll in his hand, and said loudly: Next, please click on the brothers whose names are listed. As he spoke, he unfolded the scroll with both hands.

Zhang Si, Li Erzhu, Wang Ming, Yi Wanqian・・・・・・

A golden light flew up from the castle, paused slightly, and headed east. He Yunshu looked up and looked at it for a long time, before patting the sand and dust on his body, straightening his clothes, and moving towards Dianjiangtai.

With the call for fame, from the four queues, more than a dozen sergeants came out one after another, their faces were blank, but they all remained silent.

After Captain Zhang finished calling his name, he turned to the old general and said, "General, the name is finished."

The old general nodded, and waited for Captain Zhang to return to the ranks, before he strode forward, luckily dantian, and said loudly: You followed Yue to this deserted place to spend the Chinese New Year, and before you knew it, it had been more than nine years, and how many nine years there were in your life, you have a number in your heart, and Yue has a number in your heart. However, at the beginning of our army, our life was no longer our own. As he spoke, the old general pointed sideways to the crescent moon banner with a white pattern on a black background standing high behind him and said: It is from the country of our moon soul, and it is from our king. You and many other brothers said in private, fate treated me unfairly, and complained about Yue's injustice. But you can know that people are unfair, and the Grand Duke of Heaven.

Some people seek immortal preaching, some people do their best for the country and the people, and they die, and some people ask for convenience and step into the devil's way, but they are not jealous and envious, each has its own way forward, and each has its own life. The sages have said, Mo Dao's fate is divergent, and my heart is dustless to the moon.

And today, the fate of our generation is to live and die together with this sealing pillar. The legendary war between man and demon has been more than 1,500 years ago, but the war between man and demon has never stopped, here. As he spoke, the old general pointed to his heart. And then he said, fighting all the time. More than 20 miles to the north, a large number of demon armies are coming here, and there is only one word left here: Die! Don't ask me where this demon has disappeared for thousands of years, but it came from, and why it came from. All I know is that behind us is a pillar of the gods that stands for thousands of years, and it is the pillar of the gods that we guard, although it is no longer what it used to be.

Now you have the right to choose, leave or stay, whether you go or stay, you are Yue's good brother, after leaving, I have arrangements, please rest assured, the time limit of half a pillar of incense, please make a choice! After speaking, the old general closed his eyes and waited.

The time limit for half a pillar of incense is approaching, and no one is out of the ranks, but more than ten people who were named before knelt down on one knee, and one of them choked loudly: General, please don't drive us away, we want to stay with our brothers!

The general shouted loudly: After your big pillar is loyal to the country, you are an only son, and now your wife is seventy-nine, and your sister-in-law will take a five-year-old cub to run at home, both old and young, how long can you hold her up to a woman?

When Li Erzhu heard this, he fell on the ground and cried bitterly.

The old general ignored him and continued: Yi Wanqian! After many of your brothers and sisters have become married and separated, there are now only two old people living alone in the old house, and your old mother was seriously ill the year before last, and none of your brothers and sisters went back to visit.

Yi Wanqian knelt on the ground motionless, lowered his head, and his ten fingers buckled the ground hard, and his fingers sank deeper and deeper.

And you, the cloth fisherman・・・・・・. The old general told several people's family affairs in a row, all of which had reasons why they had to go back.

So, you have to go back, and I have an important task for you to complete. After the old general finished speaking, he waved his hand to Captain Dong behind him. Captain Dong held a box in both hands and stepped forward quickly, and handed the box to the old general with both hands over to his eyebrows.

The old general held the box with one hand and said: Yi Wan Qian!

Yi Wanqian hurriedly got up and patted the dust on his body, came to the general with slightly red eyes, and took the box with his hands over his eyebrows. The old general said softly: Open it.

Yi Wanqian opened the box silently, and there were two more letters in front of his head, and there was a very thick stack of silver tickets under the letter, and he looked at it casually, they were all silver tickets of one thousand and two silver, and they all looked like tens of thousands. Yi Wanqian's eyes widened, he had never seen so much money, and his breath was a little short and said: General, general, this is ・・・・・・.

The general didn't answer, waved him to the side, Zuo You picked up the two letters, grabbed the thick silver ticket with his right hand, raised his hands and said to everyone: These two letters, one is a document to the military palace, and it is a retirement order for more than ten soldiers such as you, that is to say, from now on, you will no longer be a moon soul sergeant, but a cloth cloth. The other is a private letter, which is a letter to the current Right Soldier Palace, Ouyang Xin. I have a very good personal relationship with the Right Soldier Palace, and after he reads this letter, he shouldn't be embarrassed by you.

The old general put down his left hand, waved the silver ticket on his right hand and said: Here are 50,000 taels of silver tickets, which were made up by someone Yue who has been saving money over the years, smashing pots and selling iron, and it was originally issued after the monarchs retired, but now only the soldiers who are invited home to bring it back and transfer it to your family. Although the amount of money evenly distributed to each family is not much, it can be regarded as a little bit of reward for Yue's unabandonment of Zhujun over the years, and the years with Zhujun are Yue's proudest days.

Saying that, the old general had tears in his eyes, took off his helmet, leaned over and bowed deeply, revealing his full head of gorgeous hair. Whoa, whoa, whoa・・・・・・ everyone present knelt down on one knee, and a few voices of sobbing were heard from time to time in the silence of heaven and earth.