Me, will there be another time?

Looking at the fierce battle in front of him, Lan Yu, who was on the battlefield, was a little unconscious and recalled many past events in his mind.

The swords and swords were all his life, from robbing in Hezhou with his brother-in-law Chang Yuchun when he was a teenager to being a cottage in the army. Later, the emperor's appreciation and the prince's trust were also the prince's trust.

Later, he was almost executed by his king and father, and later, and now.

All kinds of things pass by like clouds. A person's life seems long, but in fact, it seems that the total is as fast as the number of people.

The Grand Marshal....

Marshal!

Someone called in his ears twice. Lan Yu woke up from the past and took a deep breath of the cold air with the smell of blood. What did he shout?

All three sides have gone up! The Tartars just now wanted to put down the horse and rushed to us, but we were blocked. What should we do next? You always have to tell me!

After hearing this, Lan Yu frowned and said, "It's all hell. Is it still coming out?" As he said that, he shouted loudly, waved his hand, rushed in with me, and overwhelmed them all day long!

kill!

The last reserve force followed Lan Yu and rushed in along the route of the previous vanguard troops climbing.

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Covered by ice and snow, the short Huer Mountain turned bloody.

Huff! Huff!

Fu Rang sat on a human flesh stool stacked with corpses of Beiyuan soldiers, gasping for breath, white mist came out of his mouth and nose, melting the frost on the iron helmet, and the red water fell down unstoppably.

Thump, Anyuan Hou Wang Bi also sat down beside him, threw the knife in his hand to the ground, and cursed, "It's so fucking tired!"

Fu Rang nodded, and there were Yulin Guards who came with him and students from martial arts who were practicing, sitting carelessly in the bloody snow.

The Yulin Guards are all children of nobles. Unlike those nobles who held great power in the central government, their fathers almost died in the early years of the founding of the country. The old emperor, thinking of their father's contribution, promised them to join.

The palace is the guard.

There are also martial arts students. These students are not veterans sent by the border, but scholars who have no hope of getting into the imperial examinations and are studying in the local area and knowing the text and stating.

At this time, these young people sat in a ball, looking at the wounds on my body, and looking at the blood on your body, all the smiles in their eyes.

Cao! Suddenly, Wang De waved his hand and punched Fu Rang.

Fu Rang looked at him, and his shoulder hit the side. The brother of Yulin Guard fell into the snow with a squeak.

He was not annoyed, and stood up and slapped his brother on the head behind him, laughing!

Just laughing! The beaten brother laughed and scolded, and gave it to others.

Hahaha! The young generals laughed in unison, as if they heard the funnyest jokes in the world, and were trampled around.

Fu Rang almost burst into tears, and gradually it seemed to be contagious. All these young people had tears in their eyes.

They cried!

Because among the corpses all over the ground, there are their partners.

They were together in the palace and studied in martial arts. When they left the capital, they were full of energy and imagined that men would immediately gain fame. They walked hand in hand in the wind and snow in the north, snuggling to sleep.

But now, they are still alive. But those friends are dead in battle. Some even cannot piece together the whole corpse.

And when their blood was gone when they charged, they slowly felt a sense of panic that would survive the disaster. This is the battlefield where they were thinking about it, used to prove themselves and gain fame and fortune.

Fighting is not as easy as their parents said, and killing is not as easy as they thought.

They all howled birds!

At this moment, a sudden loud shout made everyone feel shocked.

Fu Rang quickly stood up and saluted, Lan Shuai!

Lan Shuai! Everyone said in unison.

Lan Yu walked up to them, his eyes full of dissatisfaction as if he was so angry. He followed several powerful generals, looking at these meritorious soldiers with some ridicule.

How old is it! Ah? Lan Yu spoke, roaring at Fu Rang and others like I scolded her son, and he came to hide and wipe away tears! Are you actors? Are you women? Are you children?

Everyone lowered their heads and remained silent.

Lan Yu glanced at them and continued to speak. The man with the handle bleeds and did not cry. His mother cried like this. Those who didn't know thought you were dead! As he said that, look at the Yulins behind Fu Rang

Wei, my tone is softer, but I forgot that your son died early.

I know why you howl, the children born in Fugui Village are soft-hearted! Lan Yu continued, but you want to cry, you go home and lie in the quilt and cry, this place is not the place where you cry!

If you have the skill of crying, can you go there and take out the brothers who died in battle? Move them to a warm place, wipe your face and blood, and let them be clean!

If you have the skill of being sour in your heart, you will get rid of those who are not dead. It would be more relieved if you have a lot of pain! At this point, you will look at everyone again and beat them up!

It’s the last general who is not considerate! Fu Rang clasps his fists and says, don’t blame the marshal!

He knew that Lan Yu seemed unreasonable, but in fact he was teaching them all the time. However, the way of teaching was a bit iron-blooded, but this was the battlefield, and iron-blooded was always the king.

The battlefield cannot tolerate victories as a young daughter, nor can they tolerate losers be sad. In the end, there are only two results, living or death.

Remember, if you want to be prosperous, wealthy, and honor your wife and children, and leave your name in history. Just learn how to climb out of the dead, and then eat and drink! Lan Yu scolded him again.

At this moment, the powerful general Targeted Killi came over with blood, covering the wound on his arm.

The commander, please click clearly! The ox said, "The Tartars on the mountain have gathered 7,000 people. We killed 3,000, and the rest can't be defeated. We have captured more than 4,000 prisoners in total.

, the war horse weapons have not counted yet!

Haha! Lan Yu sneered, if you can’t beat him, you will be surrendered, which is considered a matter of knowing the current situation!

As he said that, look at the young generals who had just been baptized in front of him. The Tartars were brave, but they could not defeat them. Do you know why?

Everyone was speechless, Lan Yu patted her chest and continued, because they had no country, they only had a master, no country! They fought to steal things, we fought to make the country behind us and the reputation of the Ming Dynasty. They bleed to the master, we

Bleed to the Ming Dynasty!

Speaking of this, I grinned again. It would be easier to get it down, but I don’t have the spare food to support them!

Hehe! The few powerful generals behind him all laughed bloodthirstyly.

Do you know what to do? Lan Yu asked with a squint eyes.

Niu Han smiled and knew, how many times have you done with Dashen? Divide the belt farther and you will kill it with one knife!

Um! Lan Yu nodded, go ahead, don’t make too much noise! ​​Then, you send someone to Mr. Zhu... King Yan sent a letter to him, and told him not to be afraid, Lan Yu is here!

As he said that, he laughed himself.

Alas! The ox agreed, but just as he was about to turn around and leave, Lan Yu suddenly called him.

You don't need to go!

Lan Yu's eyes fell on Fu Rang and others, and he stretched out his hand and you guys go!

The last general, Fu Rang and others looked at each other and said in surprise, but they wanted to kill...

Ah! Why? Don’t you dare? Lan Yu is too arrogant and can’t do it? Damn, I’ll give you a chance to avenge your brothers, but you don’t dare to go? The ending thing!

As he said that, he shouted loudly, and he would all use a knife to get over and take action. He would not be allowed to eat until he cut it off!

Fu Rang hesitated again and again. Lan Shuai, it was not that Mo Jiang and others dared not, but......

Just what?
Chapter completed!