Yang Long, the commander-in-chief of the current army, stood outside an abandoned orphanage. He did not follow the guards, and the guards were all at the gate.

Xiang Du closed the storybook like yesterday, and the children made dissatisfied voices in their noses because of this action.

This story is at its most exciting point. The poor people who counterattacked are about to be exposed to the truth about saving the kingdom, and they are one step away from marrying a beautiful princess.

The one who went to open the door was Mu Mu. Some skills were required to open this door. Lift up with both hands first and then slowly open it.

After the door opened, a strange creaking sound would be made. Mu Mu saluted to the person who came: "Your Excellency Yanglong."

Yang Long sighed, it seemed that he had not opened the wrong place. He did not look at the person who opened the door for him, but just walked in with heavy boots and focused all his attention on the old commander.

"Old Commander, I'm sorry to bother you late at night. I have something to discuss with you."

The straightness of Yanglong Station is like a subordinate reporting work to his leader.

"Let's talk outside."

The old commander supported himself with both hands, and he looked at Xiangdu kindly: "Xiao Xiang, stop for a while, I will continue to listen when I come back."

The two new and old commanders went out, and the door closed with a strange cry. Mu Mu slapped two mouths through the door and gave them to Yanglong.

Mu Mu turned his head and slapped his face, saying to the children: "Can you dance?"

The children shook their heads, they didn't know what the word was.

Mu Mu suggested cheerfully: "Come on, come on, let my sister teach you, Miss Handmaid, come too, let's go together."

Ke Yi waved his hand in panic and refused. She lowered her head and said, "I'd better continue sewing clothes."

"You haven't learned it?"

"Um."

But she nodded slightly, she really hadn't learned this thing.

Mu Mu walked over enthusiastically, pulled Ke Yi up without saying a word, causing the patching tool on the woman's legs to fall all over the floor.

"It's simple, just a few moves. If you don't come, the children won't learn it. Please be optimistic, I'll dance for you."

Mu Mu pulled Ke Yi to Xiang Du's exclusive location for telling stories, and pushed Xiang Du away with great pride.

Xiang Du has nothing to do, so he stepped aside and watched the changes.

In the carriage outside the yard, Yanglong sent the coachman away and closed all the places where sounds might be heard, the car doors and windows. For insurance, he did not pull the curtains.

The old commander looked at the guards outside the yard, with four in total, holding rifles as if guarding the yard.

He closed his eyes and opened it, and then asked Yanglong: "You are not playing war games with His Majesty in the palace, what's wrong with me, the old man?"

"Your Majesty is joking. Your Majesty has a great vision. How can you treat war as a joke? I came to you to ask about the news about Dale."

"Don't you believe it?"

"Of course I believe it, but Your Majesty does not want to start a war. At least, your Majesty does not want to increase friction before there is no definite news. You also know that Your Majesty wants to resolve this dispute peacefully."

"Then what's the matter with you coming to me?"

"I know that old commander, you love soldiers as much as your son, and you are more close to your soldiers than your children. Why isn't I the same? Think about it, if the news is true, just when we say these words, the front line

The soldiers are sacrificing, don’t you feel heartbroken?”

The old commander closed his eyes completely. He didn't want to see the face of a pro-war faction like Yanglong. As soon as he opened his words, both parties in the conversation understood the other party's intention.

"Old Commander?"

Yanglong gently called the old commander, who seemed to have a sleep, suddenly opened his eyes and shook his head.

The old commander smiled helplessly: "I can't confirm the authenticity of the news, it's wrong for you to come to me."

"Your Excellency, you are confused! Although the authenticity of the news is difficult to tell, what if it is true? I can't even imagine what our soldiers are suffering?"

"What do you think?"

"I think that regardless of whether the news is true or not, we should ask Your Majesty to increase troops and send more troops to the front line. Your Excellency, you should mean the same as me? You are the one who cannot bear to watch them bleeding, right?

”

If the old commander could do it, he would definitely slap Yanglong.

"What do you want me to do?"

"It's not something that you want you to do, but a request." Yanglong looked at the old commander with half of his body, "I would like to advise Your Majesty again. This time, I will cooperate with you and let us persuade Your Majesty to reinforce the front-line army.

”

The old commander could smell Yanglong's bad breath, although Yanglong did not have this bad breath.

The old commander chuckled, and he opened his eyes a crack. In the gap was Yang Long's whole face. He asked with a smile: "So how many soldiers do you think do you want to send more? One battalion? One regiment

?”

"A army!"

"ha!"

The old commander no longer covered his mockery. He opened his eyes completely, his eyes were filled with contempt, and his voice became cold: "Have you ever thought about what it takes to send a military to the sea? Send a military to the sea

What will it cause? Do you want to have a total war?"

In the last sentence, the old commander's voice really increased by octave.

Yanglong had a rebuttal for a moment, but he knew that he had not yet had the opportunity and strength to face this old man.

He lowered his head a little aggrievedly and murmured: "Old Commander, I know I'm a little reckless, but what if? What if we send troops too late, what will happen? Although my knowledge is still very shallow, I

Dare to be sure, this is worse than sending reinforcements directly.”

This time, the old commander was moved, and Yanglong instantly captured it and maintained continuous output: "You are my senior. I am learning from you in many places. To put it bluntly, I am imitating your thinking and theories.

Because of your influence, I know very well that we must never fight on our own land, as that will sacrifice many citizens. In other words, compared with our soldiers and our citizens, is benevolence, righteousness and morality really important?

”

This was the third time that the old commander had closed his eyes. He was smiling bitterly and struggling in his heart. What Yanglong said really made sense, but this truth was extremely immoral.

He asked Yanglong with his eyes closed: "How long do you think our storage can support our army in combat?"

"We have calculated this countless times. If we fight abroad, it will take two years."

"Is the time enough? For you?"

"Even if I can't completely defeat Taihui, I have the confidence to fight until they surrender, at least I can fight a peace treaty."

"Okay." The old commander opened the car door on his side, "I will consider this."

"Your Excellency, time waits for no one, and the frontline doesn't wait for time."

"Give me a day."

"I thank you on behalf of all the soldiers."

The old commander got out of the car, Yanglong opened the car door and chased after him, and kept sending the old commander to the door of the ruined house. He also pushed open the door with his own hands, but he couldn't grasp the key points and wasted some more time.

Yanglong said goodbye to the old commander with hope, and changed his face when he left. He walked back to the carriage step by step, and four guards gathered their guns and followed behind the carriage.

Mu Mu stared at the old commander, who shook his head with a smile: "It's nothing, are you teaching the children to dance? I don't know you know this yet, and I have never heard you say it."

“You have never asked.”

The old commander laughed loudly, beat his back and walked to his position, sat in his knees, and fell into thinking.

Mu Mu could realize that the old man was pretending to be in trouble, and she was inconvenient to ask about her identity, so she could only devote her energy to teaching.

The children's movements are extremely bad, but fortunately they are not old and can quickly correct their posture.

Ke Yi did those simple and inconsistent actions, which made everyone laugh, and the children took the initiative to correct Ke Yi's wrong posture, and the little guys were full of momentum.

After practicing for a while, she was a little tired. She always felt that she was not suitable for this, so she came to Xiangdu and watched the children's performance with a smile.

Xiang Tu asked with his hand in the storybook, "How do you feel?"

"It's very special." Ke Yi blinked his eyelashes, "I have never experienced it before, and I rarely watch others dance. Sister Mu Mu is a very qualified teacher."

Xiang Du had a serious expression, and he commented: "I feel that she is a qualified parent. Children are more energetic than with us."

"I'm very grateful."

"What?"

But I also looked at the children who were laughing and laughing, and were really touched by this little happiness.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have discovered the other side of this world. As you said, it's not that the whole world is full of sinners."

Xiangdu subconsciously slanted his eyes. He looked at Ke Yi's white cloak and hood. Through the veil, he could imagine that face, like a statue specially carved by a god, without any silt.

He suddenly felt guilty. At this moment, he thought of Ke Yi's father and took back his slanted eyes.

The next day, the old commander did not come to the orphanage, but the renovation of the orphanage had begun. In the future, the old commander would visit the orphans' temporary resettlement site every now and then, and it would become his safe haven.

Half a month later, along the capital westward, the Seventh Field Army was assembled.
Chapter completed!