Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

It's just that the lights in the mighty Marquis's study were always on until late at night.

Whenever Lu Mingfei has new news in the frontier, he always receives it immediately.

He is just the young general who has risen to fame in the frontier, admiring his achievements, and guessing that he will be a marquis in a few years, yes, no one doubts that he will be a marquis, the question is only the length of time
But what Marquis Weiwu saw was the young general's injuries, how many times he was trapped in the enemy's army, how many times he escaped from death, his wife cried with him a few times, and asked him to call Lu Mingfei back, the lady knew Yes, it is not difficult to transfer a young frontier general back to Beijing to report on his duties with the skills of his own master.

Mighty Marquis was indifferent.

He just said.

"Fei'er is doing business, you and I are parents, don't drag him down."

"Don't be dragged down!"

Madam Mighty Marquis seemed to be looking at a stranger.

"That's Fei'er, it's your son!"

"When you were on the battlefield, I was terrified day and night. I kowtowed in front of the Buddha. The ever-burning lamp in the temple has not been broken for several years."

"You're back in Beijing. I thought everything would be fine. I was very happy, but now, after worrying about you, I have to worry about Fei'er!"

"You father and son! You father and son!"

She shook her head.

"I owed you both in my previous life, and in this life, I have to pay off the debt!"

The mighty Wuhou's cold face also showed a touch of emotion.

His lips moved, and in the end, he couldn't say the sentence "I'm sorry for you".

Although they are father and son, there is still a big difference between Mighty Marquis and Lu Mingfei. One is willing to devote himself to state affairs and dies, while the other is as picturesque as a country, not as beautiful as a flower.

With the help of the light, Marquis Mighty looked at the map beyond the Great Wall again.

The food and grass are exhausted, but this is not a dead end. He has several tactics in his mind, such as learning from the nomads, fighting all the way and robbing all the way. If he has no food, it doesn't matter, as long as the enemy has it.

But to use this kind of warfare, the strategic ability of the commander is irrelevant, what is more important is personal bravery, there must be a brave general who leads the soldiers to charge into battle, this general is like a spear, as long as the blade of the spear is enough When it's sharp, nothing can stop it.

It's a pity that there is no such person under Mighty Marquis.

He thought of Lu Mingfei again.

Everyone in the world says that Champion Hou's personal force is number one in the world. Perhaps it is because of his father's strange psychology. Mighty Marquis always has doubts about what is number one in the world. Father is like this. Faced with the achievements of his children, even if it is just a little, They will also be proud, but if their children's achievements exceed the limit of their imagination, they will have a sense of unreality in their minds, and they will probably think this way, isn't it that guy, a stinky boy who can wet the bed when he grows up, and has become the world First?Stop kidding!
So, in the mind of Mighty Marquis, let's forget about his ineffective child, number one in the world, but he is really good at fighting. The brat has never read a page of military books since he was a child, and he can finally fight. Marquis with military merits, this bit of kung fu in fists and feet, the mighty Marquis still has to take a high look.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just like this, he sat alone in the tent for a long time.

...

Mighty Marquis suddenly came back to his senses.

He wondered what happened to himself.

You're obviously not old yet, why do you start to recall the past?
Speaking of which, Fei'er's wife is called Erikai.

The last time I met him, I left a good impression on Marquis Wuwu.

is a good girl.

The wife was always talking about when the two of them would have a child, and when they would be able to have a child.

With the appearance of Fei'er and this girl, their child must be very good-looking too.

It's a pity... Mighty Marquis sighed slightly in his heart.

The night was very deep and chilly, and there was silence outside the camp, only the crackling of burning torches and the footsteps of soldiers patrolling.

Marquis Wei Wu called his soldiers and gave him some instructions. The soldiers agreed and took the order to go out. After a while, several generals filed in and stood in front of Marquis Wei Wu's tent.

Everyone is ready.

Mighty Marquis looked at a famous general in silence.

The people listed here are all veterans who followed him in hundreds of battles, all of them fought out from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They are also military industry vassals, and those who followed Mighty Marquis are all just like him, civilians. birth.

"You have all read the plans for the future."

"I also know why I called you here."

Mighty Marquis sat on the upper seat and closed his eyes.

We're all soldiers, come on. ""

"Whoever is willing to die with me, step forward."

The moment the voice just fell.

The generals all took a step forward.

The movements are uniform and no one is behind.

It's not that they guessed the question of Marquis Mighty in advance and prepared in advance.

Mainly they didn't have a single hesitation.

No need to think about it.

After all, for these generals, isn't it just and right to die with the mighty Marquis Wu?

'Nonsense! '

Not only was Mighty Marquis displeased, but his complexion darkened.

He stared at one person.

"Shentu, your mother only has one son, if you die with me, who will take care of your mother!"

The man called Shentu's face was moved, a little unbearable, a little shaken.

"And you, Zhang Lin!"

"Your wife just gave birth to a son for you."

"To die, oh, to die!"

"Easy to say!"

Wei Wuhou slapped the armrest vigorously, staring at the few people.

These hobbit meats who are always arrogant and domineering in front of outsiders, now facing the mighty Marquis, all of them dare not show their air, lower their heads, and obediently suffer the scolding.

Wei Wuhou looked sullen.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to reprimand loudly.

In the end, Eguchi had no choice but to close it.

After a long silence, he let out a long breath.

"There are elderly people who need support at home, step back."

Wei Wuhou frowned.

He emphasized his tone.

"There are elderly people who need support at home, back off!"

The three were unwilling to back down.

"If you have a young child who needs to be raised, back off!"

Four people retreated this time.

Wei Wuhou nodded to these people, showing a relieved smile.

Turn to the rest of humanity.

"Tomorrow, I will invite the two of you to die with me."

Amidst the clanging of a stomach, two generals who passed by a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood knelt down on one knee like a mountain of gold pushing a pillar of jade.

"Don't give up!"

…………

The 5000 soldiers were assembled.

...

The rest of the army had already set out first, they were the blades to kill the enemy, while myself and the five thousand sons were the bait to lure the enemy.

Before leaving, several generals asked him if he had any other orders. Even if they went up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, they would definitely complete it.

Although there are differences between Wei Wuhou and Lu Mingfei, the two of them have one thing very similar, that is, their outstanding personal charm. In fact, if you ask these two seriously, why do so many people follow them willingly? , they may not be able to give any decent answer.

Because there is nothing mysterious about personal charisma among those who truly have personal charisma, and they have never even deliberately thought about cultivating their own charisma. For leaders, what they do is to clearly recognize their goals, what they want What is it, and run forward with all my strength, that's all.

And their firmness and hard work in this process have become the reason others are willing to follow.

Many people have no purpose in life.

To them, life is just life. ,

So people who can clearly realize what they want are a minority of the minority.

And these few people often become the targets of others.

"An order?" Marquis Wei Wu subconsciously glanced in the direction of Fusang, wondering if Fei'er had arrived.

However, Fei'er, even though he was a little bit of a loser, he has finally grown into a man who can take care of himself, and he probably doesn't need my help anymore.

Thinking of this, Marquis Mighty looked at the five thousand soldiers outside the tent again.

His expression moved.

"If you can, help me keep an eye on these children's pensions."

"I want to hand over a lot of money to their relatives."

"You guys, can you do it?"

Several generals clasped their fists in their hands, and suddenly agreed.

"Yes!"

"Then, please everyone."

The development of the matter was as normal as the plan. Marquis Mighty Wu had a considerable degree of popularity among the barbarians. Knowing his whereabouts, many tribes immediately chased after him.

"Report, General, I've taken the bait."

"Ah."

Marquis Mighty took one last look at Fusang.

It was dark and cloudy, and it was before the storm, and a certain oppressive atmosphere enveloped the battlefield.

Mighty Marquis looked around.

It must be nearly [-] enemy troops.

Heh, I really respect someone.

His expression was still calm, and he issued military orders one after another, commanding the 5000-strong army like one person.

A surprising scene appeared.

The tens of thousands of troops faced the five thousand soldiers, and they were unable to attack them for a while. Although the barbarians were very fierce, like hungry wolves and hounds, Marquis Mighty had no weak soldiers under his command. With ingenious scheduling, the army array is so tight that water can't get in at one time, and it is as nimble as a dragon at another time.

There is no right time, no right place, the Mighty Marquis used the only card at hand, the 5000-man army, to the extreme, and it also played a dazzling effect.

But they are alone.

But the opposite is not.

This is the territory of the barbarians. As the battle lasted, a steady stream of enemy troops came to join the siege of the mighty Marquis.

Orders come and go like the wind.

...

The mighty Marquis dealt with each military order, almost just taking a look at it, and immediately gave countermeasures.

The soldier's face was pale.

"Are you afraid of death?"

He thought he had heard wrong and was hallucinating.

Until Wei Wuhou asked again.

"Are you afraid of death?"

The soldiers were a little flustered.

"No, not afraid."

Wei Wuhou glanced at this young man, he was really young, with only a thin layer of stubble on his chin.

Such a young person probably still has a very distant future.

The possibilities are endless.

It's just a pity...

"I have a child about your age."

The soldier was puzzled. He had never heard Marquis Weiwu talk about these things. In his impression, Marquis Weiwu always had a straight face, as if he was in deep thought. He was probably deducing the situation of the battle. After all, he was one of the best in the week. military god.

So today Marquis Weiwu suddenly talked about the children in his family. This kind of commonplace talk caught the soldiers by surprise.

He didn't know what happened to Master Hou.

I always feel that he is very different from the previous Lord Hou.

"If my kid were here, we should be easier than we are now."

Another messenger arrived and knelt down on one knee.

"Xin Ziying..."

Another news of the annihilation of a battalion of soldiers.

The soldiers were terrified when they heard it.

The cold numbers and plain words, but these represent real people.

They also have parents, children, and relatives and friends.

So dead now.

The soldiers suddenly remembered the funerals in the village many years ago. At that time, I was just a young child who didn’t understand anything, only thought it was lively, and the running water mat was really delicious. The little boy held the hand of the adults and watched people blow the trumpet , Look at the paper money all over the sky, look at the people in white linen clothes crying until their voices are hoarse.

he asked His Excellency.

"What is death?"

adults said.

"It's dead, it's gone." He didn't understand, so he continued to ask.

"It's gone? Wouldn't it be good to find it?"

The adults answered him in a numb tone.

And deep tiredness.

"I can't find it."

At this moment, he was on the battlefield of five thousand versus tens of thousands.

People are dying every second.

Never has life seemed so cheap for a moment.

One battalion died.

He heard Mighty Marquis hum.

Just hum.

A moment of confusion and then, unreasonable anger engulfed his heart.

That's a battalion of people!
You just hmm!
Do you know how much they believe in you, even to the point where they are willing to entrust life and death to your hands, for victory and peace on the frontier.

what about you?
Just hmm!
"Are you afraid of death?"

he asked again.

The soldier turned his head and looked directly at Marquis Wei Wu as if he was offended.

Sure enough, this man was still the same as before, the same calm, the same calm, the same calm, as if the entire army of a battalion was wiped out, it didn't matter to him.

The soldier bit his lip tightly.

Suddenly, he shrank.

He saw Master Hou's hand shaking.

That Lord Hou who reads military books on his own as if the sky is falling.

His hands are shaking.

...

"I'm not afraid of death."

Mighty Marquis said.

"I'm afraid you will die."

As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes.

The soldiers had never seen such a mighty Marquis before.

He actually saw fragility in this man...

But how is this possible!

How could the mighty Marquis be so fragile!

This kind of thing makes no sense at all!

But he was right.

Mighty Marquis is indeed fragile.

The earthen jar is hard to break away from the mouth of the well, and the general will inevitably die in battle.

Human life, once on the battlefield, you can't help yourself.

The mighty Marquis fought all the way until he became a marquis with military achievements, and he has seen countless lives and deaths, so he should have gotten used to it long ago.

But dying on the battlefield and deliberately going to death are two different concepts.

After all, Marquis Mighty's heart is still not cruel enough.

But in this world, many things are like this, those who are unsatisfactory, nine out of ten.

Grain and grass were robbed, this kind of thing is nothing more than deceiving outsiders, as for him mighty Marquis, he can see the strangeness at a glance.

Later developments also proved his guess, his whereabouts were fully grasped by the barbarians, and he did not know how many people secretly sent messages to the other party.

To be able to achieve the current field is already the limit of what mighty Marquis can do.

But that's pretty much it.

One's own army has been torn open, no matter how exquisite the strategy, no matter how superb the command, in the face of the absolute disparity in strength, it will eventually look so pale and powerless.

"grown ups!"

"General!"

Several people knelt in front of them.

Mighty Marquis held the command arrow and remained silent for a long time.

In the end, he let out a long sigh.

Let the arrow fall to the ground.

"That's it, that's it."

he said.

If there is an army that breaks out from the northwest direction and disrupts the enemy's formation, there is still a chance of survival.

now……

Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan