On the second day of February of the 9th year of Longan, on the day of the dragon's rise, the expedited parts of the Jiangbei camp were sent to the military plane. General Zhong Rong was on the way to the camp and suddenly fell from the horse and was unconscious. =

The military doctors of the entire Jiangbei camp were gathered in his camp, and people might not be good.

After the emergency confirmation of the military aircraft department, it immediately decided to release the red standard dispatch to Gu Yu, the letter has not been issued, and the second emergency of Jiangbei Day Camp arrived.

General Zhong Rong is gone.

He died on the front line, but he did not die on the battlefield, but like the ordinary people in the world, he did not endure it without any pain.

This kind of death makes people feel empty, because no enemy can hate, no hate can vent, and it is not a long time before bed.

Suddenly, a person is gone, and people feel very unrealistic.

Gu Yu took the red standard and rushed to see the scene of a fragrant incense, and slowly spit out from the disordered heart, he only came back to God - not a dream.

In the handsome account, he was silent for a moment, and then he did not know who was the head, and he said with a sigh of relief.

Shen Yi whispered: "The handsome, the old general seventy-six, has been ancient, is a happy mourning, don't go too far."

"I know," Gu Yu sat silently for a while and waved his hand. "I know, nothing, but the situation in Jiangbei is subtle. The coach has an accident at this time. He has just taken over the governor of the two rivers. It is difficult to take care of it. I am afraid that it will change. …let me see……"

However, he said "I think about it", but there is a blank moment in my heart. It seems that all the thoughts have been cut off at a time, and I can't touch the clue.

Shen Yi glared at his painless face and whispered: "The handsome man, Jiangbei Shuijun is the general and general of Zhong Laojun and Yao Daren. After adjusting and teaching to the present, others may not be able to suppress the battle of the water army. "

He got such a head, Gu Yu finally reacted, and he did not hesitate to pick up his own voice: "Yao Chongze and Zhong Lao's deputy will be able to cope with it for the time being, but Yao Daren is the representative of the two rivers. Yang Ronggui had just happened for less than half a year, and finally managed to stabilize..."

In the latter case, Gu Yu was inconvenient to pose in front of the generals. The situation in Jiangbei was hard to stabilize. The displaced people, merchants and local officials have just returned to each other. The factories in many places have just been repaired. Haven't kept the house warm yet...

And Yan Wang has just resigned, and who will take over the Jiangbei Canal?

It’s time to come back to the turmoil of fighting for power, or the efforts of the previous efforts.

When there is no life, when someone is dead, the time is not right.

Gu Yu paused: "I have to look over, here..."

Cai Wei was busy: "He General and General Shen are both there, and the coach is assured that there will be no trouble in Northern Xinjiang."

Gu Yu nodded, and the soldiers went to clean up, and they quickly spread the pen and paper and wrote the book to the court.

I have to send someone to send a letter, but I have to hand over the military affairs. I have tossed a sneak peek until the lights are on. Gu Yu is still pulling Shen Yi to explain: "Gala is fascinating this person, most of the time is a hero, a small part of the time is A mad dog, this time the 18 tribes are in chaos, what will happen if you don’t get it, you know?"

Shen Yi nodded: "The barbarians will fall."

From Pangu Kaitian to the present, how many clan bloods have been annihilated in the vastness of the glory, or natural disasters, or wars, or in the long marriage, the bloodlines are assimilated... Some are like the landslides, some are like the wind blowing sand, turned upside down, Then it is subtle.

Shen Yi finally understood the feeling he had heard when he heard the sound of the singer in the dungeon that day. The barbarian was on his way to the end - even though they were dying, they still seemed to be pushed by an invisible hand.

Today is a barbarian. If the capital city breaks down in the past, perhaps the road to the end will become a gird.

"You have a few in your heart," Gu said. "The children of Calais and Hugel can make a lun of the ur bones. No one knows what they can do at the last minute. Don't take it lightly. The old age is big, He Ronghui's temper is too embarrassing, Ji Ping, this may be mainly depends on you."

Gu Yu is also a poor man when he is free, but he is not a jealous person in the middle of the matter. This level of jealousy seems to be a bit confusing in his opinion - but he has no way, it is too unreliable.

Shen Yi: "Give it to me. If something goes wrong in Northern Xinjiang, I will go to see you with my head."

"What do I want your head to do?" Gu Yu shook his head and said, "I never eat pig's head meat."

Shen Yi: "..."

Gu Yu ran outside the safe distance before his attack, and he pulled out a cutting blade and slanted across the back waist: "I am leaving."

"Wait, son!" Shen suddenly stopped him. "You bring Chen girl."

After the death of General Zhong Zhongjun, Gu Yu’s handover of military affairs was methodical, and the ministry would have picked them up. Even if they could make a few jokes, the outsiders seemed to be calm and calm, but Shen Yi Mindful worries - when he got the clues of the Xuan Tie camp from Calais's mouth, he also looked like nothing at first.

"What do I do with her?" Gu Yutou did not return. "You really want Chen to sell Xiandan, can people who have been buried be saved?"

If the words are not finished, the shadows of others have disappeared.

At the same time, there is no impenetrable wall in the world. Although the girders have been arrogant, the two armies are unlikely to be completely stunned when they confront each other. They received news and rushed to the Jiangbei station overnight. At the time, the Jiangnan Western Army was also brightly lit and stayed up all night.

Mr. Ya took the potion on the waiter's hand and said, "I will bring it to your majesty. You should let them not bother."

The waiter bowed respectfully and hurriedly.

Without waiting for the door, Mr. Ya first heard the quarrel inside.

"No, it's too greedy," the pope said in a hoarse voice or a few coughs. "I don't recommend doing this. You can't swallow something bigger than your own appetite, so greedy, sooner or later." !"

Another person replied with a slippery sound like a reptile: "I am blunt, my majesty, this is not greed, but an interest at your fingertips. - If I dream of eating a star, then I am greedy, but precisely Instead, I only want one more cookie, and it happens to be at my hand..."

Mr. Ya frowned and rudely rang the door: "Excuse me, the medicine that came under it."

The man who confronted the pope slammed his mouth, reached out and touched his beard, and shrugged rudely.

The messenger sent by the Holy Land has been staying in Liangliang for more than half a year for various reasons. There is absolutely no intention to leave. Everyone knows well that this is the king of the Holy Land and the nobles sent to manage the account.

The King of the Holy Land couldn’t wait to gather the land and the kingship. I hope that the Pope would fall. At first, the Holy Ghost was very unwilling and tried every means to prove that this war was a complete mistake, but gradually, as they shipped back to the domestic plunder. The financial and mineral resources are increasing, and the domestic discordant voices are low.

The greed of the Holy Land was completely eclipsed by the richness of the mysterious Eastern land. The nobles who wanted to watch the Pope’s ash slid back began to change their attitudes. They were more active than any of them to promote the interests of the Western Army in the girders. Can't open a small mouth, whimsically swallow this behemoth!

This time, the strategic focus of the transfer of the girders in the north was used, and when the Central Plains people were innocent, they were robbed by fire.

The Pope was strongly opposed, because there was a vast northern Central Plains area between the two battlefields. Since the west of the transportation and communication lines were disconnected, the two sides were very inefficient. When the Pope integrated the Quartet’s ambitions in the four corners of the world. The use of the time difference of information blocking, knowing the fleeting of military aircraft. What's more, in the north, the Calais illusion in his view, there is a radical crazy side in the bones, not calm enough, and is not suitable for long-term cooperation.

It is a pity that although the Pope has the command of this army, the ownership of the army belongs to the Holy Land and the nobility. The materials can be plundered from the local, but the purple gold is not good. There are a lot of chips in the invisible.

Now, it is indeed the case that Gu Yu will count the land and trigger the barbaric civil strife, which inevitably aggravates the destruction of the barbarian.

The Pope does not want to cooperate with Calais, but he does not want to let the Xuantieying of the northwest go south. Once the Daliang has received a large number of Ziliu gold deposits in the 18th tribe, the Jiangnan battlefield will fall into a very passive situation.

In this dilemma, they got news that the coach of the Jiangbei Camp was dead, and the Holy Ghost once again had a moth.

Mr. Ya put the potion on the table and respectfully said: "If you notice, the Central Plains people have been sending more troops to Jiangbei, but they may not really want to fight. They also want to take a breath and take a breath. In this case, the peace talks between our two sides are operational. Why do you have to take risks and take risks with the lives of the warriors?"

The ambassador sneered and turned to the pope: "Your majesty, your right hand is very talented, but in my opinion, he is still too young - both sides sit down at a negotiating table and sign a contract, it looks like It is to fulfill their respective signature procedures, but the content is different from day to day. The difference between the advantaged party and the inferior party is so far from the Holy Land to the Central Plains. Does this common sense require me to emphasize again and again? The Jiangbei Shuijun’s coach is dead. Isn't this an opportunity given to us by God? If we really miss it because of our own embarrassment, I have a hunch that I will regret it in the future."

Mr. Ya did not change his color: "You are right, the coach of Jiangbei Shuijun is dead, but Gu Yu is still not dead, he will definitely come."

The Holy Ghost glanced at him with a glance: "Then we can attack when they hand over the military power and turn him into a dead man." His Majesty does not mean that Gu Yu has used us to make the Northern Sirius believe that the Alliance has broken down. So why don't we show the Titans with actual action? How do you know that the old allies in the past won't surprise us?"

Mr. Ya thought: "It is ridiculous."

However, for a while, I couldn’t argue. I was stalked at the time.

The pope swallowed the potion and took a piece of crepe to wipe his mouth. Then he sighed: "The sage, like this kind of war, is impossible because of the death of one or two people. What has changed fundamentally? In the past year, the Jiangbei Shuijun has established a relatively complete system. Have you ever thought about what would happen if our attack did not achieve the expected results?"

The smile of the sergeant has cooled down: "You are right. There is no one or two people in this kind of war. If this is the case, why are you still so jealous?"

Then, after waiting for someone to refute, the ambassador stood up: "I admit that the possibility of your existence does exist, but even if the worst happens, we at least show a tough attitude and a stimulus to the northern battlefield. We can still get more benefits - Your Majesty, I must say that you are too cautious, we have an absolute advantage in the water war along the river, even if the Central Plains water army has been built, what can it do? One year? Two years? Still eating milk, if I am you, I will not let the two rivers battle for so long, I will let the Jiangbei Army of the Central Plains have no time to establish!"

Mr. Ya’s eyes jumped and jumped. For the first time in his life, he had such an intuitive understanding of “mania” and “greed”.

The pope stood up and said awkwardly: "Mr. St. Ambassador, it is irresponsible to say that."

The Holy Ghosts put their hands together and lifted their chins: "Your Majesty, our army's purple gold blending is in my hands, the mission given to me by the Holy Land, so that I can exercise orders at the most critical moments!"

Mr. Ya took an angry step forward and pressed his hand on the handle of his waist: "You!"

The sorrowful eyes of the Holy Ghost fell on him, and the Pope grabbed Mr. Ya’s sleeves—

The three people were deadlocked for a moment, and the Holy Ghost turned his eyes slightly, raised a smile and said hypocritically: "I have never doubted the wisdom of your Majesty. Please consider my suggestion carefully and leave."

When he finished, he picked up the top hat and arrogantly buckled his head and turned away.

Mr. Ya: "Why, why should you hold me? If you kill him..."

"If you kill him, the part of the army that belongs to the king and the nobility will change immediately." The pope glanced at him. "Do you really think that your soldiers are as loyal to the coach as the Xuan Tieying?"

Mr. Ya yelled: "What do we do? Compromise?"

The pope was silent for a moment: "That can only pray for God to bless -"

The blessing of the Jiangbei Shuijun is really like the ambassador said. In the early years of breastfeeding, it is enough to bless the Calais in the northern battlefield and be able to keep the sturdy people firmly. They may be able to find one in the dangerous road. Good result.

When the Jiangnan Western Army was intriguing and brewing a new conspiracy, Gu Yu rushed to Jiangbei, and the first time he landed to strengthen the defense line, watching the tower two shifts in a row, all waiting in a row, then calming the army's emotions, regrouping, let The generals are vested in their own positions. Yao Daren is a civil servant after all. Although he can stand up, he can't have the authority to ban the ban, and there is no efficiency in which he refers to.

From noon to busy in the evening, Gu Yucai had a sip of water. The eyes of the scorpion were smoky, and they could almost taste a little **** smell. They couldn’t care about what tea was not water and water, and took a bowl of cold water. I poured it on. This year, Jiangbei was particularly late in the spring. Just a few days ago, there was a freezing rain. The coldness of the bones was lingering around. This bowl of cold water made Gu Yu cool from the inside out, and he screamed. I thought in my heart: "What else is there?"

At this time, Yao Zhen came over and said to him: "He was handsome. When he dispatched an urgent service to the military plane, the court sent a letter to the public for the first time. The two days should be coming soon. Only then did the news say that it was a geese. The king represents the emperor."

Although Yan Wang resigned, but his identity is there, he has a teacher-student relationship with General Zhong Zhong. It is also reasonable to let him take a trip on behalf of the royal family.

"Well, he should come and see." Gu Yu finally remembered what he had forgotten. "So what...Heavy, where the hall is located, take me to see."

Yao Zhen took him to the hall.

The mourning hall is still colder than other places, and the bells of Zhong Rong are in the middle, and the cigarettes are lingering.

Gu Yu’s footsteps suddenly stopped at the entrance of Lingtang. These days it was too busy. He ran both north and south. He had to worry about the big things and naturally, and naturally isolated a fact until this moment, a thought Unexpectedly hit his chest.

He thought, "It’s my teacher."

Yao Zhen looked back strangely: "Hey, what's wrong?"

Gu Yan took a deep breath, shook his head, and went in to give a scent to Zhong Rong: "Buy you, let me stay with him for a while, and call me whenever I have something."

Yao Zhen whispered: "There are old people who are sick and sick, and the handsome guys are also pleased, and the handsome account has been packed up. After a while, I will rest as soon as possible. I am kept at the door, and the coach is told."

Gu Yu nodded and didn't know if he heard it.

When the mourning hall was empty, his gaze slowly fell on the face of Zhong Rong. Because it was no disease, the **** of General Zhong was not embarrassed, but he couldn’t talk about peace. The face of the dead was covered with a layer of gray, and the face was like It is made of wax, not the same as when it is alive. The spirit has gone, the skin is the skin, empty.

Gu Yu sat down next to him, holding his elbows on the side of the coffin, quietly remembering his teacher's bell when he was young.

At that time, the generals of the squadron had not been shrunk by the ages. They were not so thin, and they were so pretentious. There were always two knives in their eyes. When they were fixedly watching, the blade could be exposed.

"Little Houye, you can't prove that you will fight in the back of your military books. You don't know the ancient trousers." If you are so complacent, I am afraid that even if you organize a street urchin to fight a group, you can't win."

"Little Houye, Kung Fu is the same, one is "working time", one is "pain", now the old Houye and the princess are not there, your identity is noble, except for the emperor, no one dares to hurt your noble, if you are yourself I want to be comfortable, I want to spoil myself, no one can force you to go forward, think about it later, you have to think clearly."

"The prosperity of the glory is not the life of the generals. Since the emperor insisted on the bow of the bird, and now the world is too peaceful, let him hide it. He will not be able to accompany him at the end of the day. Xiaohouye still has to be self-sufficient."

"When the mountains and rivers meet each other, there will be a period later!"

After the waves of the Yangtze River push forward waves, EMI has an old age.

Gu Yu’s ear gradually blurred, his eyes were somewhat invisible, and he couldn’t help himself to pick it up under the candlelight, and he felt as if he was still immersed in the old things of the years. A generation of generals could live to the age of rarity and endlessly. It is a great fortune. I don’t know how many people are envious. It’s really a happy mourning. Gu Yu feels that she can’t talk about it, but her chest is a bit blocked.

Chang Geng also came all the way. When he went to the Jiangbei camp, it was dark. When he arrived, he couldn’t come to settle down. He heard that Gu Yu was in the hall, and he went straight back and forth.

The pro-inspectors who stood at the entrance of the mourning hall knew Chang Geng. They saw it far away, and immediately went in to report in a clever way. Chang Geng did not have time to stop him.

The pro-brother called out: "The handsome man, the king of the geese is down."

Gu Yu did not respond, Chang Geng estimated that he was too busy to forget to take medicine, and then he stepped into the robe and said: "Nothing."

The pro-arms carefully reached out and patted on Gu’s shoulder: "Master?"

Gu Yu was suddenly alarmed. He didn't see the person for a long time. The heart was first tightened. He thought that something was going on. He suddenly stood up from the chair and suddenly had a sharp tingling in his chest.

A blood smashed out without warning.