Zichuan Xiu was very surprised. This young orc general has always been a general he valued very much. He once thought that if one day he suddenly died, the most suitable person to take his position was General Bran. This general not only fought.

Brave, and his qualities have exceeded the scope of a military general. He acts openly and generously, and has a leadership style. Although Bran also stood on Budan's side to oppose him during the turmoil, he obviously has his own worries.

, Zichuan Xiu had no resentment towards him. When he learned the rumors that he died in battle, Zichuan Xiu was still sad for a while, thinking that the Far East had lost a rare elite.

But the young orc general misunderstood what Zichuan Xiu meant. He burst into tears: "Your Highness, I am apologizing to you, I am guilty! To be honest, I have no face to come back alive to see Your Highness, but the army needs someone to preside over it.

, Someone needs to save the army, and I must do my duty to survive. Now, I will take responsibility just by waiting for the handover of command."

When he said the last sentence, a ray of perseverance appeared in Bran's eyes, which made Zichuan Xiu unquestionably his determination to apologize for his death. He sighed, "Why is this?" He asked again: "Then, Honghewan

Is the defeat true? How much loss is the army?"

"It's true. The lost soldiers cannot be counted yet. But it's certain that before joining the war, our army had a total of 250,000 main forces and all the reserves in the base camp. Now, we

The remaining army was only about 130,000, and all the supplies and food were lost."

The night was deep, the wind was blowing, and no one spoke. Everyone was watching Zichuanxiu. The King of Light stood straight and silent. People could feel the tall figure revealing silent sorrow. He

The wealth that has been accumulated so far has been lost overnight. It is so strange that the ignorance of good people can often cause greater damage than the malice of bad people.

"Then, where is the Ling Buxu Legion? It is said that they are besieging Ibn City?"

"Report to your Highness, they have retreated and retreated to the country."

"Retreat?" Zichuan Xiu was slightly surprised.

Bran looked lingeringly scared: "Fortunately they evacuated, otherwise our losses would double. The Southwest Legion is not an ordinary demon army. Compared with Emperor Lu's troops, they have stronger combat effectiveness, strict discipline, and can move forward and retreat freely.

, totally impeccable.”

"Yes." Zichuan Xiu nodded, probably guessing the reason in his heart. It should be that the war situation in the king's country was tense. Although the Southwest Legion won, it had no time to expand the results. If Ling Buxu was allowed to chase and fight, the whole thing would be the same.

The main forces of the Far Eastern Alliance will be wiped out. Ling Buxu must be very dissatisfied if he retreated in such a hurry?

"All members of the Command will resign with me, and they will take responsibility with me. Also, all the officers above the team level who participated in the turmoil that night have been removed from office, waiting for your appointment of a new officer

Take office.”

Zichuan Xiu looked at him and asked, "I heard that your uncle Busen?"

Bran lowered his head: "Yes. Thanks to the summoning of the great master Audi, as a brave warrior, he has returned to the great master before us. My uncle also said before his death that King of Light was right.

, His most regret is that he once betrayed you."

The night wind blew across the plains, and the wind blew, making a low whimper. Zichuanxiu felt sad in her heart and said softly: "Following Vera, Busen also went, and even the elders also went. The Far Eastern Alliance was founded by the Far Eastern Alliance.

Now you are the only one left in the first honorary generals.”

Hearing the real sadness in Zichuanxiu's words, Bran was slightly moved: "Your Highness..." He shook his head in pain: "Your Highness, we are sorry for you."

Zichuan Xiu said sadly: "The Far East suffered huge losses, and we lost a good general: Elder, your uncle, and the talents around me withered."

"Who said that the talents around Your Highness have withered? Isn't there still me?" The head of the snake clan, Sos, interrupted.

"Yes, there's me!" said Emperor Lu.

Zichuan Xiu ignored them and continued, "So, I can't lose you anymore-"

Souths said: "This conversation seems familiar? It feels like a dialogue in a third-rate romance novel."

Lu Di: "You have no reason to feel familiar. Only a mysterious creature called the reader in the legend can have this feeling."

Zichuan Xiu shouted to Gu Lei angrily: "Take these two talents to the side of the road and dig a hole together!"

The two "talents" suddenly turned into a wisp - no, two wisps - light smoke, instantly running away without a trace.

Zichuan Xiu breathed heavily: "Look, can I rely on these guys around me?"

Bran was silent for a long time and said slowly: "Can my existence help His Highness the great cause? But after experiencing such a great defeat, how can we explain to the dead brothers if there is no one to take responsibility.

?”

"The person who should be responsible for this failure is no longer alive." Zichuan Xiu said simply: "There is no need for the living to take the blame for the dead. If the contrary, it is feasible."

"Your Highness, what do you mean?"

"That's what it means. We have experienced terrible setbacks and lost our good companions. The road ahead will be more difficult. You, and those experienced officers, are the most precious wealth of our army. I

Can't lose it anymore. I need your help, General Bran, please stay and help me."

The orc was silent and hesitant.

Zichuan Xiu looked at him and said softly: "This is also to fulfill your unfulfilled wishes of your uncle and elder. He just left like this and failed to see the day when the Far East was completely restored. The elder must be very unwilling to accept it? The lights of the temple

Someone needs to inherit.”

Bran raised his head, with two clear light spots on his face: "Your Highness, if you don't dislike me, a defeated general, I'm willing to do my best."

Zichuan Xiu smiled and reached out and said, "As it always happened, General Bran?"

Bran hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand to clench Zichuan Xiu: "Everything is the same, um... Your Highness!" He couldn't finish speaking because Zichuan Xiu jumped off the horse briskly and easily widened the orc.

He hugged his shoulders in his arms for a long time. The orc cried in tears, and his cheeks were like rain...

During the turmoil, Busen and Bran were the biggest supporters of Budan. Without the support of the two, Elder Budan would never be able to obtain military power in the local area. Now Budan and Busen are dead

, Bran is the biggest responsible person for the life. Some people have long whispered, believing that Bran is not only involved in the rebellion, but also the defeated general, and the biggest responsible person for the rebellion that has survived. King Guangming will definitely not let him go

The greatest tolerance for allowing him to commit suicide is to allow him to commit suicide. But what the soldiers saw in front of him was the sincere grace of King Guangming. Seeing that things were resolved smoothly, King Guangming generously forgave Bran's responsibilities, those involved

The rebellious officers and soldiers all felt relieved.

General Bran took a step back and knelt on one knee: "Long live your highness! Long live our benevolent lord! We wish you to live and die with you and never betray you! Please forgive our ignorance and our stubbornness, and only ask you, don't abandon us,

Don't abandon the suffering land of the Far East."

The entire army burst into warm cheers, and the soldiers knelt down in rows, and their cries were shocking: "Your Highness, life and death will be with you, and you will never betray you!"

Facing the direction of the entire army, Zichuan Xiu bowed slowly and shed tears silently. After a lot of twists and turns, he finally regained the real power of the Far East again, but is this price too heavy?

On September 11, 1982, the imperial capital.

The open-air dance party started at sunset and dusk. The long white dining table was filled with flowers and wine, and the mountains were delicious wine and delicacies. The garden was hung with colorful lanterns, filling the entire yard with a hazy color.

Feeling. On the wide lawn, the band was playing, and the melodious music spread from afar, making the passing pedestrians stop listening.

The yard was covered with light fog, and the yard was brightly lit. In the brisk waltz, a group of gorgeously decorated young men and women were spinning rapidly on the dance floor, mostly young people inside, dancing extremely lightly and figures flashed.

Sterling sat down at the open-air table beside the dance floor. The waiter came up to serve the drinks. Sterling picked up the cup. He could feel that all kinds of malicious or disgusting gazes were cast from time to time. Very close, two

An arrogant middle-aged man was talking, his voice intermittently: "...I want to be promoted and crazy, and I try my best to please the general manager...I am a big celebrity, a hero!"

"Yes! Heroes, we used the money and the heroes redeemed by the demons!"

"Shh! Sigh down, he's there!"

Sterling's face was expressionless, and there were slight cracks in the thin porcelain coffee cup in his hand. He knew that his suggestion to incorporate the private armed forces of the nobles offended many people, and the great nobles and powerful people hated him to the core. Recently, these cold words were cold and cold.

He heard a lot. Sterling put down his cup heavily and looked over there coldly. Suddenly, all the discussion stopped. His eyes swept over the people who were talking, and he saw it

Everyone showed a terrifying expression. He walked away a few steps and a crisp sound like a silver bell came from behind: "Brother Sterling!"

Sterling turned around and saw Zichuan Ning at first sight. Her dress was as white as snow, graceful as graceful, and her bright face emitted a ceramic-like beauty under the hazy starlight, giving people unreality

The feeling is like a fairy I met in a dream.

Sterling handed over the gift and said with a smile: "Happy 20th birthday, Miss Ning."

Zichuan Ning took the gift and said, "Thank you", but smiled mischievously: "Brother Sterling, even you are reminding me tonight that I am twenty years old and I have become an old girl no one wants!"

She smiled like a flower.

Sterling also smiled: "Miss Ning, you are really heartless when you say such words! Haven't you seen that half of the young people in the imperial capital have come to Zun Mansion, all of whom are energetic and talented young people.

Jun. Why did they come? Miss Ning, should you know better than me?"

"I know! They came on the order of my uncle, Ganxing."

"I'm afraid it's more than that? Look, just as you talk to me, at least ten heroes are staring at me, always ready to tear me to pieces!"

"I didn't see it anyway!"

Zichuan Ning's eyes turned and smiled sly. The girl's innocent and naughty personality was fully revealed and she was gorgeous. Seeing that sweet smile, Sterling was amazed at the beauty of the future heir of the family. Zichuan Ning's temperament was

Changeable, she has the potential to become a peerless beauty: charming, dignified, and purity, both the innocence of a young girl, and the skillfulness and inner intelligence of a mature woman. Such many qualities are integrated together to achieve a high degree of perfection,

Even Sterling's always self-control and concentration could not help but feel excited. He chanted casually: "The demons captured people as slaves, Miss Ning, what you captured is the heart of the people!"

Zichuan Ning was amused, and she pretended to glance at Sterling: "What, Lord Sterling, who has captured your heart? I want to tell Sister Qing!"

He aimed at Sterling exaggeratedly with his bright eyes like autumn water.

Sterling laughed: "God blessed, fortunately I became a kiss. If I hadn't gotten married, I'm afraid even me..." He suddenly remembered Cardan's jade face, and his heart suddenly went down.

The heart is filled with an empty sting, and the smile becomes bitter. Those happy past events and the sad tears of parting have long been hidden deep in his heart, but life often opens unexpectedly in places where people no longer want to think about or don't want to think about it.

The world forced him to recall those painful and happy past events.

Seeing Sterling's stiffness, Zichuan Ning also realized something. Both of them stopped talking. Sterling unconsciously tidied up the belt of the dress, as if she was afraid that the warmth that was gradually disappearing on her body would run away.

Walking under the grape trellis covered with green vines, melodious music kept coming in the distance, and the noise and noise seemed to be a matter of another world.

"I heard that the Ministry of Military Affairs is preparing a huge plan for the Liufeng family?"
To be continued...