Zhao Jianhun looked at the statue of the enemy in front of him with reverence: "I fought with Jun Wuhui on the battlefield, twenty-nine battles before and after, and never won once! Whether it was a battle of wits or strength, I lost completely. No matter I
It seems that the arrangements made beforehand, the plans and plans, and the ambush were completely hidden from him. Jun Wuhui, the commander in white, is only one person in ancient and modern times."
The commander in white is the same person from ancient times to the present!
For the first person on the enemy [***] side to say such words can be regarded as the highest praise!
Jun Yiyi remained silent, but his memory of his elder brother was brought back to him, and he felt a sudden surge of sincere pride in his heart.
But Young Master Jun was quietly meditating. Yes, Zhao Jianhun was indeed defeated by Jun Wuhui repeatedly, but he was also the only one of Jun Wuhui's defeated generals who could always defeat without giving up. The more frustrated he got, the more
A brave general, no matter how miserable his defeat was yesterday, he can still regain his strength today and go to the front of the army again. He is such an iron warrior who has fought in hundreds of battles. This is really impressive! From this point of view, Zhao Jianhun is by no means a simple person!
"At that time, the two countries were at war. Although Jun Wuhui and I knew each other, every time we met, we were on the battlefield and were mortal enemies of each other. My biggest wish in my life, Zhao Jianhun, is to be able to fight with this greatest opponent.
He is also the most terrifying enemy. He can stand with a drink and talk freely for a moment! A moment is enough!"
Zhao Jianhun said sadly: "My greatest wish in life is to defeat Jun Wuhui head-on on the battlefield, cut off his head with my own hands, and then bury him with my own hands! So no matter how miserable my defeat is, how many times have I faced
In desperate situations, I will still struggle to hold on. It is with that belief that I can get up again and again, and face that unbeatable enemy again! Even if I am defeated, I can still fight! It's a pity, so
A hero, such a talented commander, did not die on the battlefield! It is so sad and deplorable!"
"Didn't he die on the battlefield?" Jun Wuyi suddenly opened his eyes coldly: "Zhao Jianhun, what exactly do you want to say? Or, what do you know?!"
The unexplained death of his two brothers is the biggest dilemma in Jun Yiyi's life. Although it is generally believed that it was Yincheng's manipulation, is there another reason behind it, and who is responsible for the murder?
Everything is what Mr. Jun wants to know most urgently, but what does Zhao Jianhun in front of him know?!
Zhao Jianhun suddenly turned around: "What do I know? I am a soldier. If I have done something, I will never fail to do it! Jun Wuyi, although you have defeated me, I don't admire you! I
The only person Zhao Jianhun really admires is your eldest brother! If Jun Wuhui had not died, of course I would kill him! But he died, and he died inexplicably while fighting me. However, I, Zhao Jianhun, must
I won’t take this scapegoat, and I know nothing about what happened back then!”
"I should have been defeated at the hands of Jun Wuhui ten years ago, but unfortunately I was not defeated in the end. In the battle with you, I was also about to be defeated, but in the end I was not defeated! The one who was supposed to win was defeated, and the defeat was determined in the end.
We win!" Zhao Jianhun chuckled: "How ironic!"
At this moment, Jun Wuyi vaguely understood the meaning of Zhao Jianhun's visit this time, and said in a deep voice: "You want to know the truth?"
Zhao Jianhun looked at him coldly: "If I really defeat Jun Wuhui and kill him, then I will tell the world immediately and celebrate my victory! To me, this is the biggest event in my life.
The honor, but the problem is, that is not the case! But this record that does not belong to me is hung on my name. This is a huge shame for me, Zhao Jianhun! One that is difficult to wash away.
Shame! I can never bear it. So, I want to avenge him! Jun Wuhui is a real soldier. He can only die on the battlefield, not under a conspiracy! I cannot accept this result. I believe it.
He is too weak to face it!"
"Including you, Jun Wuyi, our last battle, hahaha..." Zhao Jianhun's laughter was not loud, but very sad: "You are also a soldier; if such inexplicable victories happen to you one after another
, what will you do? Maybe some people will secretly rejoice, but it will definitely not be me, Zhao Jianhun. "Jun Yiyi is silent.
"Jun Wuyi, let me ask you! How did Jun Wuhui die? How did you lose?" Zhao Jianhun glared at Jun Wuyi like an eagle: "Tell me, tell me the truth!"
"The truth..." Jun Wuyi tilted his head and his face twitched: "...I want to know too."
With Zhao Jianhun's status, it can be said that he can call the shots in the Yutang Empire, but if faced with the top masters of Shangfeng Xueyin City, Zhao Jianhun is no better than an ant.
Although Jun Wuyi doesn't want his rival Zhao Jianhun to live in the world, but as Zhao Jianhun said, Jun Wuyi is also a proud soldier in his heart. He was before, is now, and I believe he will always be. He will only be willing to let
If Zhao Jianhun dies on the battlefield, it's best to kill him with your own hands! No matter what, I don't want Zhao Jianhun to go to Fengxueyin City to avenge Jun Wuhui, and then die inexplicably!
In fact, Jun Yiyi only vaguely guessed the truth. Who killed the eldest brother, the second brother and the two nephews? Mr. Jun didn't know, and even the person who killed him that day was...
A mystery! This is the grudge of the Jun family, and it is unnecessary to involve others, no matter who this "other" is or what his true intentions are!
"Zhao Jianhun, this matter is beyond your control. They can deal with my eldest and second brothers, as well as me; then it will be equally easy for them to deal with you!" Jun Wuyi said coldly: "Zhao Jianhun
Soul, don’t overestimate your capabilities! Although I also hope that you die quickly, just as you are thinking now, I never want you to die in such an unexplained way! The burial place of soldiers is always the battlefield.
!”
"So, you already know that the defeat of the three brothers of your Jun family has nothing to do with me, Mr. Zhao?" Zhao Jianhun took a step forward, feeling a little excited.
"Of course! Although you, Zhao Jianhun, are indeed the number one general in the Yutang Empire, if you want to defeat our brothers, you, Zhao Jianhun, are not qualified enough!" Jun Wuyi snorted and said lightly: "You don't have that either.
Ability!"
"Thank you! Thank you!" Being belittled by Jun Wuyi, Zhao Jianhun was actually very happy, grateful, and excited!
"Jun Wuyi, you are also a victorious general, and you may never know what it feels like for me to bear these sudden victories over the years! In these ten years, I have fought bloody battles, and it is not that I have never been defeated, but I have always been defeated.
I can fight back and win in the end because I can't admit defeat to anyone except the Jun brothers. But no matter where I go... I can feel that there are many people pointing my back... Look, this guy has been there many times.
They all got lucky and won the battle! Others won with real swords and guns. He was the only one who was lucky. No matter how miserable the defeat was, he would eventually be lucky enough to fight back. Good luck, General. Luck is indeed strength.
Part of it, or quite a big part..."
"This is the greatest humiliation for a soldier! Soldiers don't believe in luck! Only strength is everything!" Zhao Jianhun's voice became louder, and he roared hysterically: "Don't I have strength? I have only been ten years old.
No defeat has been achieved, no matter how hard it is, the final result must be me winning. Why does everyone think it is me who is lucky? If I had known this, I would rather die in battle!"
Jun Moxie looked at Zhao Jianhun silently. The moment he came in, Jun Moxie could tell that this was a real soldier! After hearing this, he understood even more.
Perhaps, in Jun Moxie's heart, he was very dissatisfied with the opponent's pedantic idea of victory, but he could not help but admire and agree with him. This is a soldier, a real iron-blooded soldier!
Be upright and upright, with real swords and guns, do not believe in luck, let alone fate! Even if you die, you must stand! Even if you die, you must die on the battlefield! Die with a forward posture to defend your pride and the dignity of the country
, leaving an immortal back to future generations and to the country like the Great Wall!
As long as you die for the country, there is no need to return your body wrapped in horse leather! The unique pride of soldiers is vividly expressed in Jun Wuyi and Zhao Jianhun at this moment!
Whether they are friends or foes, such soldiers are worthy of respect.
However, such an iron-blooded general and an upright man was actually regarded as a shitty general and a good luck general, which almost wiped out Zhao Jianhun's military achievements over the years. No general can bear this!
Jun Wuyi and Zhao Jianhun, the former enemies and biggest rivals, talked a lot. In front of the tomb of Jun Wuhui, the former commander of the white army, the two talked for a long time. Although they were tit for tat, they also cherished each other.
From the beginning to the end, Jun Moxie never said a word. He knew that this moment belonged to the two of them. They were two veterans, and they were once rivals, generals.
Until the end, Zhao Jianhun said something intentionally or unintentionally, which caught Jun Moxie's attention: "The Jun family, and the Dugu family, the current situation in your Tianxiang is not very good."
"Where did you start talking about this?" Jun Yiyi asked: "Is it possible that Brother Zhao knew something? Is that country going to target us?"
"Are you still using other countries to target you? After the Imperial Master and I came to Tianxiang, the three princes of your country have all visited you. Haha, and their attitudes are very...hehe;"
Zhao Jianhun straightened his body and sneered in a low voice: "Both the Jun family and the Dugu family are loyal to Yang Huaiyu, the leader of the Tianxiang Kingdom, but the three princes have never distinguished themselves. Your emperor is determined to maintain
The balance has not determined who belongs to the reserve; so now the three of them can't wait; if they want to finally succeed in taking the throne, mutiny is probably the only option. However, the Jun family is not attached to any prince, and Dugu
Family is the biggest obstacle for the three princes, and they must be cleared away. The Dugu family also has an unmarried daughter, Yunying, which also retains a very important bargaining chip. I believe that if any of the princes successfully pursues...
Haha, what about the Jun family? Even if the princess gets married, it only belongs to the emperor's favor, right? It does not belong to the three princes."
Jun Wuyi's face darkened: "Is there such a thing?"