Cai Jun looked at the scout sadly: "Where is the body of General Wan Shouxiang?"
"Outside the big tent!"
A moment later, Wanbu Hailao looked at his son's body lying on the snow with tears streaming down his face.
Thirteen arrows were inserted into his body, all of which passed through his chest. Even so, Wan Shouxian's finger joints were still tightly bent.
This is the result of still holding the flagpole tightly after death.
"Son! Dad is sorry for you!"
Wan Buhai fell to his knees with a plop, his hands tightly grasping the snow on the withered grass, and his forehead firmly touching the snow.
Cai Jun looked at Wan Shoujiang's corpse squatting next to Wan Buhai with wet eyes: "Old Commander, Shoujiang never forgot his duty until his death, and gave fingerprints to the army in the direction."
"The military doctor is here, help the commander into the tent."
Wan Buhai was helped into the big tent by everyone like a zombie.
The military doctor grabbed Wan Buhai's wrist and began to feel his pulse. After a moment, the military doctor shivered and looked at Cai Jun and other generals.
"The commander-in-chief has relapsed a long time ago and is extremely ill. He has been able to hold on until now with just one breath. Now that he is exhausted, I'm afraid he doesn't have much time left!"
The loyal general Kong Desi drew his sword and pointed it at the military doctor: "You fart, quack doctor, I will kill you!"
Cai Jun glared at Kong Desi fiercely: "Kong Desi, what do you want to do? Put down the sword for me. The sword in your hand is for killing enemies, not against your own brothers!"
"Don't you still think that the handsome man's illness is not serious enough?"
Kong Desi looked at Wan Buhai, who had a withered complexion, and put down the sword in his hand with red eyes.
"The general will finally be convicted!"
"You all go out, Cai Jun stays!"
"Commander!"
"This is an order!"
"We have the order!"
All the generals left the tent one after another, and Hu Yanyu and his wife also retreated wisely.
"Cai Jun!"
"Old handsome!"
Wan Buhai tremblingly took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Cai Jun: "The military doctor said it is true that my old disease has relapsed. I have been holding back from telling you because I wanted to wait for my son to return safely."
"It's a pity...God forbid..."
"This article has my three strategies for running the army. Before the next commander arrives, the brothers of the Northern Expedition Army will leave it to you. Don't let me down."
"Old handsome!"
"Cai Jun, please don't let Rang regain his land and lose it again."
"The general will get the order!"
"Tell my son that on the day when King Wanmingming comes out of the border crossing from the north, I will remember to tell you Naiweng for family sacrifices."
"The general will definitely bring the message to you!"
"I was bored in the big tent and helped me out for a walk."
“It’s been two years since we started the expedition and we still haven’t had a good look at the grassland scenery!”
"Yes! Commander, I will help you out!"
Cai Jun was also an elderly man. He knew that Wan Buhai was returning to his former glory, and he didn't want Wan Buhai to have any final regrets. He could only endure his grief and help Wan Buhai walk out of the tent.
"Commander!"
"Commander!"
Cai Jun glanced at the generals with tears in his eyes: "Accompany the commander to inspect the three armies!"
"Got the order!"
Cai Jun and others walked slowly in the camp surrounded by Wan Buhai.
Wan Buhai raised his eyes and looked at the slowly falling snowflakes in the sky: "It's so beautiful and blood-stained that even the brothers who died in the battle can see it."
"This is blood-stained style."
Everyone silently accompanied Wan Buhai as he looked at the falling snow above his head.
yes.
The blood of tens of thousands of big dragons spilled into the sky, which was a blood-stained style.
Wan Buhai tremblingly stroked a big tree without any leaves in the camp and let out a silent sigh.
"I really envy the leaves that can fall and return to their roots... unlike me..."
"Go to the general platform to beat drums and gather generals"
"We have the order!"
The war drums rumbled and the howls roared.
Wan Buhai sat on a chair and looked at the hundreds of thousands of Northern Expedition troops, grinning.
"The old man is still ambitious, but his ambition is to reach a thousand miles; the martyr is still ambitious in his old age."
"Go to the Northern Expedition!"
Hundreds of thousands of troops knelt down on one knee.
"See the Marshal!"
"See the Marshal!"
"See the Marshal!"
Wan Buhai used all his strength to stand up and stared at the handsome swastika flag still fluttering in the wind and snow.
"Your Majesty, the lost territory has been restored, and the old minister has repaid the country's favor!"
As soon as he said this, Wan Buhai suddenly sat down on his chair, staring closely at the hundreds of thousands of Northern Expedition soldiers.
But his eyes had already lost their expression.
Cai Jun silently wiped away the tears from his eyes and shouted loudly.
"The entire army is in good condition, and I wish you the best of my best, Commander-in-Chief!"
ps: The company is busy, two chapters will be updated today
Chapter completed!