Golden Age Legitimate Fei

413. The price of Shu Shu’s war

I finally finished it. Although Feihongguan, which has just passed a fierce battle, still has a faint **** taste, but it has already had some peace and tranquility in the past. On the street, at the gate of the city, there are no people who come in and out of the leisure day. The soldiers of Mojiajun silently cleaned up the battlefield and washed the blood on the streets. Some of these bloodstains are their comrades, and some are their enemies. Whoever mixes together can't tell who is the blood that sheds, but both sides of the battle have paid a very fierce price.

In the early morning, Ye Li took Qin Feng Zhuo Jing and Wei Wei out of Fei Hongguan and came to a hillside not far from Feihongguan. When they arrived, there were already many people waiting there. Most of the people present were injured, and some were not even hurt. Everyone has a heavy and awesome **** "color" on his face. This is where the more than a thousand unicorns sleep. When I saw the arrival of Ye Liu, the more than 100 unicorns immediately stood up straight and saluted in unison. "I have seen Wang Hao."

Yeli nodded solemnly and got up and said: "You don't have to be polite."

"Thank you for seeing Wang Hao personally to see the funeral of the brothers." A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life came forward and respectfully greeted him. This is the only unicorn squad leader who is still alive at Feihongguan. Although the names of all the unicorn players are not complete, but the squad of these squads are mostly recognized. Because most of these people are among the first batch of trained unicorns, many of them are even taught by Ye Zi. Ye Li also remembered that this middle-aged man was named Li Wei. It is a completely different person from the same name as Nan Tang Li, who is versatile and versatile. Even when he was facing his comrades in the same robes, he spoke very well. This time, he was able to come forward and talk to Ye Liu. It is really not easy.

The lips of the glass smacked a faint smile. Road: "They are all taught by me, how can I not come? I... I am sorry."

The man who was silent was suddenly red eyes, and looked at the glass with some whimpering words: "No, it is with Wang Hao. Since it is a soldier... Ma Ge is also a blessing. It’s just us..." Ye Liu looked away, compared to The military uniform is neat, in fact, the extraordinary unicorn, now more than a hundred scarred soldiers look at it is really a bit decadent and sad. More than a hundred of the thousands of horses and horses have never had the slightest retreat of men, but at this time they are all looking red and looking at the neat row of graves. Lying here are the comrades who were born and died together. Perhaps two days ago, they also gathered together to talk and laugh, talk about their family, their wives and children, and the future, but now it is already a yin and a yang.

Ye Li sighed softly and walked to a small piece of open space at the forefront of the tomb. Respectfully respected the grave and worshipped three worships. Shen Sheng said: "Sacrifice!"

Behind him, Qin Feng and Wei Wei went straight to the graveyard in front of the jar. In front of each grave, some water wine was sprinkled, and the unicorn soldier next to him saw it in his eyes. He also followed the two men to drink along each grave. [

On the open space in front of me, I remembered the sound of a low sob, and everyone turned back. Before the glass was sitting on the ground, a plain ebony was placed on the knee. The glaze refers to the movement, and the sob of the choked voice slowly flows from the fingers. The sound of the piano is simple, and the melody of the melody is more depressing and mournful. This is the Holy Spirit.

Ye Li’s piano skills are not overwhelming, and even her face has no sadness. But the sound of the piano flowing from her finger made all the people clearly feel the faint mourning and regret. Yes, it is not pain but regret. I regret that I can't do better, and even more regret that so many good fighters die in that way.

Daddy, the sound of the piano gradually became more and more agile, and each string seemed to be placed on the hearts of all people. Let people involuntarily ring the past years. Just joined the unicorn's pride and joy, a few hard trainings and those who lived with each other, and the pride of going to the battlefield.

"When a man knows the importance of the country, the battlefield is the end of the battle!" Someone screamed, "Brothers... good to go!"

"Toast!" Everyone picked up the jars in their hands and sipped them up against the graves in front of them. In the sound of the piano, the tears of the number ran down with the drink, and wet the foot of the land that was sleeping a few miles. Brothers... Go well... take care all the way!

At the end of the song, Ye Liu stood up and placed the ebony on the ground next to him. The soldiers who looked at tears in front of their eyes sighed: "Li Wei!"

The middle-aged man named Li Wei came forward and respectfully said: "Below!"

Ye Liu looked at him and said: "From now on, you are the deputy commander of Kirin. Benedict commands you, you can take the unicorn to go back to the renovation, and return to the city after the injury is restored. Within one year, Ben is going to see a complete unicorn. Can you...do it?"

Li Lan couldn't help but stunned. He was steadfast and clear-eyed on the upper leaf. He hurriedly said: "Subordinates! Under the guarantee, within a year... I must give Wang Hao a complete unicorn!" It really shocked Li Wei. The important "sex" and grades of the position of Kirin's deputy commander are extremely extraordinary. Even Xu Jiasanzi, who joined Qilin for several years, is absolutely first-class in his ability to fight **** the battlefield, and he is still the dean of Wang Hao. Even so, Xu Qingfeng is only one of the leaders of the Kirin 12 team. At this time, Wang Hao promoted him as a deputy commander...

As if I saw the thoughts in Li Xin’s heart, Ye Liang said lightly: “It’s all your brothers who have left. Benedict hopes that you can personally fill the position that belongs to them.”

"His subordinates!" Li Wei sighed, this time the tone is more a bit of excitement. Ye Zi nodded and said: "Everyone's injury is still not good, go back to rest earlier."

"Yes, the subordinates are waiting for the words!" Li Wei nodded and turned and took the soldiers with more than 100 unicorns and left for Feihongguan.

"Wang Hao, we should go back." Zhuo Jing whispered. Ye Li shook his head and said: "I still want to stay a little longer." Ye Li made it on the ground again, and put the ebony piano on the lap and played carelessly. There is no fixed song, but it is just a pause when the song is interrupted. It is even more heart-wrenching in the graveyard full of desolate white color.

On the high ground of the unwillingness of Kirin’s tomb, Mo Xiuzhen and Han Mingyue stood side by side. Looking obliquely, I just saw the calm face of the plain woman sitting on the white cemetery. Han Mingyue looked at the white-haired snow-covered ink repairing road: "If you are worried, why not go over?"

Ink repaired his eyes and said, "The king has his own size."

Han Mingyue laughed. It is a good vision to have to envy Mo Xiuzhen now. This time, from the rational point of view, I will not blame the ink repair, but from the emotional point of view, who is afraid that I can't help but want to give him a slap in the face. However, Ye Liu did not say a word blaming ink repair from beginning to end. Whether she really understands or embraces everything in ink repair, this is a great blessing for ink repair. In the same way, it is probably because of this kind of glazed glass that the ink repairing has not changed even more extreme.

In recent years, although there is no intersection with Mo Xiu, Han Mingyue still pays attention to ink repairs from time to time. After all, in addition to the only younger brother, Mo Xiuzhen can be regarded as the most valued person in Han Mingyue. In the past few years, Han Mingyue has vaguely felt that the ink repairs are out of control, but it seems that every time the edge of the ink that is about to get out of control is repaired and stopped steadily. Obviously, all of this has a great relationship with Ye Liu.

It was like last night, when the cold Huai proposed about the capture of the soldiers of Xiling, Han Mingyue clearly felt that the ink repair had already come to kill. But it was only in a moment that he was perfectly controlled. Then methodically told the cold Huai how to deal with these prisoners. It seems that Ding Wang is really so compassionate and broad-minded. God knows that Mo Xiuzhen has never been a person who will treat the enemy well. At that time, only one of the glasses that affected the mood of ink repair was present. So at that moment, Han Mingyue had some understanding of why Feng Zhiyao was so nervous about the relationship between ink repair and leaf glass. If the ink repairing of the clubhouse is a peerless sword with a sharp edge, the glaze is the scabbard. If the ink repairing is a splendid Maxima, Yeli is the stable that can hold the horse. In between, it is indispensable.

Han Mingyue bowed his head and said with a smile: "Repair, you have passed the age of "sex". The tolerance of others is not used to squander you at least. At least... you should go to the banquet of Kirin’s tomb to have a bar. These people are It’s Ding Wang’s personal training... a kind of arms that are completely different from you and me. I always feel that Wang’s feelings about these unicorns are not the same. This time, for your plan, I sacrificed half of the unicorns at once. If someone suddenly ruined you half of the palace, would you be happy?"

Ink repaired silence for a long time, suddenly Shen Sheng: "I hate unicorn!"

Han Mingyue sighed, Shen "吟" for a moment before couldn't help but smile: "Do you hate unicorn or hate Wang Hao for others or something else? Wang Hao is different from other women, you should understand early and not Let's go. Don't say anything, you hate Kirin. They are the best and most admirable fighters. Don't tell me you don't feel sorry."

Ink repair is a fixed king, and the world can be said to be a unique sword. Destined to be natural, like all the elite soldiers, how could you not like the soldiers in the elite soldiers like Kirin? To be honest, Mo Xiuzhen still underestimated the fighting power of Kirin before this. Even he did not think that Ye Liu would send Qilin to stay in Feihongguan. After all, compared to hundreds of thousands of troops, the ranks of thousands of people are even too small. In fact, the original ink repairing has actually prepared for the annihilation of the Feihongguan army, but did not expect that this man who did not count the calculations at the beginning saved the entire Feihongguan.

After being silenced for a while, Mo Xiuqi walked in the direction of Ye Li.

"Repair." Behind him, Han Mingyue suddenly came out.

Ink repaired his head and looked at him and raised his eyebrows. Han Mingyue said: "Are we still brothers?"

Ink repaired his head slightly and swept away in the direction of the glass.

Watching someone rushing away,

Han Mingyue could not help but laugh out loud. Who can imagine that the people in the spring dreams of that year, the flying inks that seem to be not trapped by any tenderness will have such an anxious moment. Think about yourself again, the bright moon and the son look up into the distance, the elegant lips evoke a touch of quiet smile and relieved ease.

Ink repairs, such as a light red fell behind the leaves of the glass, not shocked half-wired. Qin Feng and others looked at the ink repair, and the sound retreated. Ink repaired the glass of the glass sitting on the ground, quietly walked over and learned to sit on the floor.

"Repair?" Ye Li stopped the piano in his hand, and some puzzled words: "Isn't that Feng San, are they still talking to you? How come here?" Mo Xiu smirked and said: "Yu has finished playing." Big things can be slowed down first, aren't they?"

Ye Liu smiled and nodded. Now, except for Murong Shen and Nanhou, who are still leading the big Chu soldiers and Xiling in the south, the Mohist army is already quiet. Looking down and thinking about it, Ye Lidao: "The family members of the fallen and seriously wounded soldiers..."

Ink repaired her cold hand into her palm and said: "These things can be disposed of by the dusty son. Ari does not have to "fuck" the heart, I guarantee that every soldier who is dead will be arranged behind him. It is also appropriate. There is also the same as Kirin."

Yeli smiled and nodded. She was not worried about Kirin. Kirin itself has a very complete system, including the system of compensation for casualties and serious injuries, and there are not many Kirin people, as long as they are implemented according to regulations. However, the soldiers and horses of the Mohist army are all tens of thousands of casualties. It is not easy to handle them properly.

Seeing the concern of Ye Liu, Mo Xiuzhen firmly assured: "I will command all the generals to be responsible for the future affairs of their respective soldiers." The guarantee of such a solemnity of the repair of the ink, Ye Li could not help but Wan Er smiled: "I naturally believe in you, not so serious. I just just say a few words."

Ink repaired and laughed. A glass's heart is too soft, and there are too many thoughts. However, Murray knows that she thinks that these are not the so-called noble qualities of the so-called kindness. But she thinks it should be done. Ye Liu has many ideas that are incompatible with people of this era. For example, she believes that men should respect women. She believes that military personnel should protect ordinary people. She believes that the state should take care of the soldiers behind the country and so on. It is not what she thinks is wrong, but for people of this era. It’s hard to do it. However, he may be in love with such a different kind of Ari. Ink repair knows her magical experiences, and even feels that Ali’s life in the world has been more pleasant and happy than in this world. So he just wanted to send the world to her hand, he wants to make her happier than the original.

Ink repaired the xylophone from the hand of the leaf and put it on his lap. The mechanics of ink repairing are actually much better than the glaze, and it is still the song "Soul of the Spirit". In the hands of ink repair, there is more sense of enthusiasm and shocking vicissitudes. Ye Liuying listened to him playing the song, and finally could not help but shed a drop of tears.

After a song, Mo Xiuyu released the ebony in his hand and reached out and put her into his arms. "Cry, Ali... I am sorry, it’s all bad for me..." Ye Li leaned on the ink and repaired her arms, finally Cried out.

Ink repaired her vest gently, and her half-folded eyes were full of pity and pity.

When the two returned to the generals, they were greeted by the three princes who were already mad. Seeing that the two came together, Feng Zhiyao rushed over regardless of the ignorance, grabbed the collar of the ink repair and cried: "Ding Wang Ye! Where did you go to the end?! Ding Wangfu, you have to do it, In the study, you can't handle the official documents! What's more important is that you yourself told us that there is something to deal with, but you can't run the picture. How do you want to do it?!" Feng Sangongzi The gas has reached the extreme and has not taken into account the following. Repairing ink is a big deal.

The sudden explosion of Feng Zhiyao really scared Ye Li and Mo Xiu. Ink repaired his body very quickly, and calmly opened his hand to grasp his clothes: "Feng San, something is slowly said."

Feng Zhiyao sneered, "Slowly, I want to say slowly, I have to find someone. Just finished playing, so many things have not been dealt with, so many of us put down the things in hand to listen to you. The instructions of the prince, the results were not even found in the personal shadow!"

It is said that Ye Liu can't help but feel awkward. After all, ink repairing such a "sex" ran out to find her. Stepping forward, whispering to Feng Zhiyao: "Feng San, today's things..."

Feng Zhiyao raised his hand: "Wang Hao, you don't have to talk for him. What's more... We don't dare to blame the King's Highness, but it's just plain-fitting, "Sao", please sue Wang." It is not to be blamed for the phoenix's distant fire. The war has just stopped. The busy ones don't know that it is Feihongguan. This has been a mess for all the places except Feihongguan, which lasted for nearly a year. Everyone is busier than before the end of the war. However, the most busy person can't find the trace, not only the ink repair, but also Han Mingyue, who can usually help, does not know where to go. Feng Zhiyao had a long time in the study of the empty "swinging" and "swinging" and the mountainous volume, and finally could not help but vent. b

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In the presence of the individual, in addition to Ye Li and Mo Xiu, they all looked at the phoenix by observing the **** "color" of the **** of the warrior. Dare to be a king in the public, it is a great courage.

Ink repair is an unexpectedly good temper, and laughed: "Okay, the king knows. Tomorrow morning, I will ensure that everything is handled well."

Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, "Ming early?"

“Is there any opinion?” Ink repaired.

"No." Feng Zhiyao shook his head. As long as the king is willing to do it, the efficiency is still very considerable. How can Feng Zhiyao have opinions?

The group went into the study and sat down. Feng Zhiyao took a breath and asked: "What happened to Wang Ye in the morning?" Just a moment ago, I sipped my cup of tea and calmed down. I feel a little impulsive. It is polite to ask questions about ink repair. Ink repaired the glass and sat down, laughing: "There is nothing. Just want to talk about the disposal of the casualty."

Speaking of this, the phoenix's **** "color" is also serious. Take a copy from a pile of files placed on the side, Shen Sheng said: "This has been beaten for nearly a year, the specific figures have not been counted. But this time Feihongguan casualties already have. Feihong There were a total of 237,600 people including the unicorns, and only 13,371 people survived. Among them, the generals above the school level killed 19 people. Seven people."

Such heavy casualties, even if ink repairs are half-spoken. For so many years, such a heavy casualty rate, except for the tragedy of the Mohist Army in the Return Valley more than a decade ago, is the first time that such a casualty has been disfigured. Moreover, these soldiers stationed in Feihongguan are the soldiers of the Mohist Army, but they are not the big Chu soldiers that Mo Xiuzhen has just received. It’s just a slap in the face, not to mention the casualties of the previous half year. Probably estimate that the Mo Jiajun from the settlement of Chu Jing's encirclement, to the current casualties of the Mojia Army elite at least six or seven hundred thousand. The original Mohist army of less than a million is now left with two or three. The rest are the remnants of the big Chu who have recovered before. This time, the hundreds of thousands of Chu troops who have been conquered by Mo Xiu are also the recruits who have just entered the camp in the northwest.

This is awkward, it is not a loss of both sides, but all parties involved in the war have paid a huge price. It is no wonder that Mo Xiuqi no longer intends to continue to attack Dachu and Xiling.

Looking at the shocking numbers in front of me, the three were silent. The atmosphere also followed a lot of dignity, and the ink repaired the squatting for a while: "Feng San, you let the king's order pass down. The pensions of all the fallen soldiers must be released without any leakage. There are still injuries. Soldiers must also be properly placed. If there is any problem, let them directly come to the king."

Feng Zhiyao hesitated, and nodded. To place so many dead soldiers and wounded soldiers, it is a very huge project for the government. But this is exactly what they should do, and the only thing they can do. Let the dead rest in peace.

Ye Lidao: "All the silver that comes back from Xiling's exchange of captives can be used on this. If it is not enough, you can ask Han Mingxi to ask, and come back and say it to me." Feng Zhiyao quickly thanked Ye Li, Ink repaired thinking for a moment and raised his eyebrows: "Ali don't have to worry. Soon we have other inputs."

"Other inputs?" Ye Li raised an eyebrow.

Inklessly smiled coldly and said: "Of course. There are compensations for Beibei, Xiling and Dachu."

It’s not so big. If you win, you won’t be worried. But if you lose, you have to go to the mold. Since ancient times, it has been customary for people who have lost or not to pay tribute to the tribute. There is no interest in the ink repairing symmetry of the tribute to the tribute. Since it is not true, there is no need to do that, but the compensation is a must.

Feng Zhiyao heard the words, could not help but smile and said: "Wang Ye said it is good. I forgot to have this thing."

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