Chapter 943: National Strategy

It's also Huajing.

General Lane.

Mr. Qiu was wearing a white silk Tai Chi suit and was writing hard in the study, and was writing something.

Just as he was writing about the deepest place, the gatekeeper Huang Uncle walked in and whispered, "General, Vice General Staff Yang is here."[

"Well, let him come in." Old General Qiu said without raising his head.

"Okay." Uncle Huang retreated. Soon after, Yang Zhongyong had already walked in.

"Zhongyong, come here and see how this character is? I'm going to give this character to that little Chenzi. He is a good boy!" Although the old general Qiu smiled happily and greeted Yang Zhongyong with a cheerful smile to see the character he wrote now.

The characters he wrote were eight big characters "Golden swords and iron horses, bravery and bravery" and were now at the end of the last character "名" and the last dew and vertical dew. Although the eight characters, although they have not been finished, the strong killing aura has penetrated the back of the paper, stirring the universe, and the momentum is extremely powerful, and they are heading towards the night man.

"Secret report, Xiao Chenzi is dead." Yang Zhongyong did not have a smile on his face, but walked to the door of General Qiu and said in a low voice.

"Die?" The corners of General Qiu's eyes twitched, and the last stroke stopped on the vertical tip of the hanging dew, instantly swept the best rice paper into a gradually expanding ink dot.

"What's going on?" General Qiu slowly put away his pen, glanced at the word that had been written in a scrapped manner, then threw the pen into the pen wash holder next to him, and looked up and asked.

In an instant, a sharp cold light like a peerless treasure sword shot out in his eyes. Wherever the blade reached, nothing in the world could resist.

"In order to see his wife and children, he was troubled by the woman's family, and died there while swimming across an underground cave river." Yang Zhongyong took a deep breath, avoided his blade-like light, and said slowly.

"It's that simple?" Old General Qiu frowned and asked, looking directly at Yang Zhongyong.

"Yes." Yang Zhongyong nodded.

"Continue to pay attention, such a good boy will not die so unknown. Even if he dies, he will die as strong as he stands tall and vigorously, rather than dying in a remote mountain valley." Old General Qiu snorted angrily, and the chill in his eyes became even more intense. I wonder if he was angry because Liang Chen was worthy of death or for other reasons. However, for such a long time, something that could cause such great emotional fluctuations in his heart may have been Liang Chen in the past three years.

"Okay, I will dig through this matter thoroughly, including every detail." Yang Zhongyong nodded.

"Well. Do you think there is something wrong with this matter?" General Qiu asked straightforwardly, heading straight to the center of the problem, not considering those minor things at all, just like when he was young, if he did not move, he would be like fire, burning the sky and cracking the earth.

"There is a lot of doubt. With my understanding of Liang Chen, he could not die easily. Even an army of more than 2,000 people was helpless in position wars. What can I do if I trap his death realm of a big dragon in a poor mountain valley?" Yang Zhongyong nodded and said.

"Then make it clear and you can report it to me directly at any time." The expression in the eyes of Old General Qiu relaxed slightly, and he nodded.

"Yes, General." Yang Zhongyong saluted a military salute.
Chapter completed!