Ming Lanruo raised her eyebrows before she was about to say anything. The middle-aged scholar had already said coldly: "Old Wei, is it possible that your surname is Xiao, and you still have the blood of the Xiao family? Xiao Shuai said back then that the capable descendants of the Xiao family will live in the future."
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"Old Song, that's not what I meant." The tall, white-haired middle-aged man was a little awkward. He just couldn't accept that such a young girl was the heir.
Ming Lanruo sat on the stool and said frankly and calmly——
"It doesn't matter, Captain Weihai. You are all soldiers. Only those with skills in the army can serve the masses. You have never seen what I am capable of, so it is understandable that you don't want to surrender to me."
Lao Wei was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became dazed.
Her words were really very similar to what the Xiao family's seventeen-year-old young general said when he first appeared in front of him with a spear.
The cheerful and sharp young general finally asked him to lead his people to leave, and without hesitation he led his people to charge into the Northern Mongols... and never came back.
Lao Wei's originally thorny eyes involuntarily softened and dimmed.
"Okay, be quiet, fellow comrades, we have been wandering for more than twenty years, and now we can finally return to the team!" Sister Hong raised her hand and looked at them solemnly.
Everyone immediately had a solemn expression and stood up straight. Even the military advisor Song Tang, who had broken a leg, supported the table and stood up with all his strength.
Ming Lanruo did not block his movement.
After tidying up her clothes, she stood in front of eight people, looked around slowly, and placed her hands on their left shoulders one after another——
"Military Advisor Song Tang, Zhongwu Colonel Wei Hai, Qian Commander Li Sanlang, Qian Commander Liu Feiyu... You have been lurking in Northeast Xinjiang for twenty years. Your mission has been completed and you should return to the team immediately!"
When their names were called one by one, the men who touched their left shoulders couldn't help but blush. After calling their names, they knelt down on one knee and placed their left hand on their heart.
Even with a sharp head like Lao Wei, the seven-foot-tall man knelt down on one knee with a "pop" and howled out one after another——
"Song and Tang return to the team!"
"Wei Hai returns to the team!"
"Li Sanlang returns to the team!"
"Liu Feiyu returns to the team!"
"..."
The sound of "returning to the team" comes one after another, and the vicissitudes of life are full of sighs. Twenty years have passed, and the once high-spirited young men have now turned gray.
Even Chen Ning, Zhou Rugu and others couldn't help but have wet and red eyes.
Veterans never die, they just wither...
Ming Lanruo took a slow breath and suppressed the sour feeling on the tip of her nose into her chest.
She is the owner of Crimson Blood and should not show her emotions on her face.
She stretched out her arms and looked at everyone deeply: "You red-blooded veterans, you have worked hard in the past twenty years, please get up!"
Chen Ning, Zhou Rugu, Jing He all immediately stepped forward to help Song Tang, Wei Hai and others up.
Chen Ning and others also saluted Song Tang, Wei Hai and others: "On behalf of the red-blooded descendants of the twelve provinces of Central and South China, I would like to salute all the seniors!"
Looking at the two young elites, Song Tang, Wei Hai and others couldn't help but look at each other, seeing relief in each other's eyes.
"Good boys, our Red Blood Army of the Nineteenth Army in Northeast Xinjiang also has many young people like you! Our Red Blood inheritance has a future!"
Ming Lanruo looked at Song Tang: "Mr. Song, I have told Sister Hong that before the Changbai Mountain rebels are completely wiped out, Chen Ning will appear in front of your men on my behalf."
Song Tang nodded: "Yes, don't worry, we know the stakes."
Although Mr. Song, a fair-faced and beardless man, had no rank or rank, he was once one of the youngest think tanks around his grandfather Xiao Shuai.
The red-blooded orphan wandering in the Northeast was able to survive the attack from both sides, General Gu and the government, and persist in a secret struggle with each other.
To a large extent, it was thanks to Mr. Song's command and planning behind the scenes.
Ming Lanruo has extra respect for him.
Song Tang looked at Ming Lanruo: "Miss, we have received the news you asked Hongting to send. We also have people lurking in Gujiazhai in Changbai Mountain. They will pick you up."
Ming Lanruo raised her eyebrows slightly: "Gujiazhai?"
This is to directly change the names of the red-blooded people, completely turning them into a private army! This chapter has been completed!
