Yatai Policy: The New Order of the Mainland

Chapter 228 Inner Volume

By the time he reached the high ground on the north side, the fat man was out of breath and exhausted.

It took another two hours to recover, but the effect was still not good.

"It seems that Master is right. This 'Hunyuan Slash' must be used with caution, as the side effects are too great!" He thought to himself, and looked towards the entrance of Zuovia Valley under the worried eyes of everyone.

I saw a team of more than 200 people coming slowly on horseback.

Hassan was in front, Holmles followed, and Wilson and Deirborah's subordinates deliberately opened some distance, falling at the rear of the team.

Emma!The fat man was taken aback, and his breath, which was already uneven, became even more disordered.

He saw the neat formation behind the team.

Those are 70 well-trained soldiers with bright armor;

In the afterglow of the setting sun, everyone was silent, horses and animals were silent, but there was a murderous aura, and they rushed straight to Xiaohan.

In the blowing of the evening wind, flags fluttered, embroidered ribbons fluttered, and all kinds of heroic feelings surged up, chasing stars and moons.

"Damn! Just trying to scare me by putting on a posture?! Hmph! You've got what you want!" The fat man thought tremblingly.

It's been a long time since he trembled all over when he was nervous, but unexpectedly it happened at this moment.

"My father's move should be for the McCanns to see!" Deng Pra said suddenly.

His eyes were bright and eager at the moment, obviously he was very proud of Su Lier's mighty military appearance.

But at this moment, Fatty's mind flashed Stephen's evaluation of Su Lier's army, "The army looks good", yes!This is the sentence, and only this sentence.

"Ms. Delborah, didn't you sleep well last night? Your eyes are bloodshot! Women should take care of themselves, or they will age faster!" Wilson, who was walking side by side, said in a dark voice.

At this moment, he consciously grasped the handle of the other party, and there was no respect in his words.

Dirborah breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to be indifferent, and gave Rabin who was behind him a look of "be safe and calm", and then said calmly: "I am indeed not young anymore! I always feel uneasy about things. Unlike you, my lord, you have wisdom in your hands, and you have a plan in your mind!"

"Hehe!" Wilson let out an incomparably ugly laugh, and said, "With your ingenious calculations, are you afraid that something big will fail?"

Dirbora nodded upon hearing this, and said meaningfully, "I hope everything goes well!"

The two chatted a few words without deliberately controlling the volume, and A Lang who followed behind listened to them.

"Hey! This misunderstanding is inextricable!" he thought happily.

Different from the situation here, Hassan, who was at the front, never spoke to Hommles.

The marshal's gaze has been fixed on the gradually clear familiar figure in the distance.

When the two sides approached, Hassan's eyes froze, and the expression on his face became agitated uncontrollably.

At this moment, he could no longer see anyone else, only the sharp-edged, resolute and handsome face full of masculine charm was left in his eyes.

That was the former General Deng Pra, who is now the regent of Suriel, and he is Hassan's only son!
But Deng Pra, looking at his father who was coming slowly on horseback, felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

For this meeting scene, he has deduced it many times, and he also has a lot of worries.

No matter what high-sounding reasons he had for leaving, in fact, it meant betrayal of his father.

Would that marshal, who was as mighty as a lion, yell at him the first time they met? !
Under the control of Mr. Mai, all of these things happened, although they were forced and for Su Lier's future, but for the son, it was a deception of family affection, and it was a deception to the old man who never doubted himself. lie.

Can the father who has always been strong and has always regarded the honor and interests of the family as a treasure, forgive himself?Can you accept who you are now?

With these questions in mind, Dunpra waited for her father's arrival in a state of anxiety and depression that could not be revealed.

But he didn't expect that the moment he saw his father, there was no anger, no blame, no disappointment, and no trace of resentment in the eyes of the other party.

There are only gratification, love, worry and expectation, and Yingying tears.

He didn't even understand why his father looked so old and tired after only a few days of separation, and there was even a sickly blush on his face.

Where is that all-powerful commander-in-chief?

Father is not sick, is he? !

Hot tears fell from Deng Pra's eyes, he only saw an old man in his dying years, that was his father.

Guilt surged like a tide, and Deng Pra, who was about to lose control, was about to rush forward.

Ai Min, who had been paying attention to the boss's expression, hurriedly pushed the fat man, and the latter came to his senses, and whispered to the regent, "Think about how we got here today, no matter how bitter the wine is, we should swallow it first." Say it again!"

Um!It works.

Although Deng Pra's eyes were still full of anxiety, his feet stood firm and did not move at all.

The horse team stopped.

Hassan took a deep breath, suppressed the agitation, got off his horse, and walked forward alone.

After all, Wilson was behind. When he noticed that the marshal was acting differently, he was about to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Hassan's followers.

After such a delay, Hassan had already walked in front of Temple, and bowed down.

"See His Royal Highness the Regent! Hassan is being polite!" He secretly channeled his attention and said loudly.

The sound spread far away, echoing constantly in the valley.

This obeisance is very meaningful, and this shout directly swears the allegiance of Su Lier's army to the new king!

"Hmm! Ginger is still old and hot! This move is beautiful!" Fatty secretly praised in his heart, and at the same time looked at Holmles, who had also prostrated himself on the ground.

At this time, the deputy chief's gaze stayed on Ai Min who was on the other side of the fat man.

hey-hey!Now, the truth is finally revealed!

Holmles is also a smart person, seeing his old subordinate not only not dead, but also standing in front, how can he not understand what's going on? !

"Nice job!" He sighed softly in his heart, with a wry smile on his lips, and nodded to the fat man.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Prince Regent!" The deputy commander immediately bowed down and shouted, his voice no less than Hassan's.

Deng Pra was forced by the fat man and had to be worshipped.

He immediately took a step forward, helped Hassan up, and at the same time knelt down himself.

"Unfilial child, please meet your father! I..." His voice was choked up, and he couldn't continue.

"Hey!" Hassan was also in tears, and sighed, then helped his son up, and said in a trembling voice: "I told you earlier, we are father and son at home, and colleagues outside. But now, you are Jun, I am a minister, don't act like a child and let others laugh at you!"

After hearing this, Deng Pra felt a little relieved, and then realized that there was something extra in his hand.

"Master Marshal, long time no see! You still remember me, little brother!" The fat man leaned forward with a playful smile and said.

Before Wilson and the others approached, this guy grabbed the thing from Deng Pra's hand and handed it to a guard who kept his head down. The guard turned around and left without hesitation.

"Hmph! Your Excellency Mr. Mai, I'm not too old, how can I forget the good deeds you did?!" Hassan said with a sullen face.

Although he had already guessed at this moment that the fat man had contributed a lot to Deng Pra's rise to power, he was still indignant.

"Is there a more insidious trick for people to pretend to be their own son? What's the matter with credit? Say what you say!" Hassan thought angrily, feeling the burning sensation in his lungs become more intense I couldn't help but flushed, looking really angry.

"Oh! It's a shame to say that! My responsibility is, and I always only do good deeds, and I don't want to leave a name! Come on, let's take a seat and talk slowly! Don't we still need to negotiate?" The fat man said with a smile, and looked behind Hassan Nunuzui.

At this time, Wilson and Deirborah had just brought their entourages and squeezed forward.

"Hmph! Since the Prince Regent and I have already met as father and son, what's the point of negotiating! The scenery here is beautiful, drinking tea and chatting, it's fine!" Hassan shouted loudly.

　Fatty: Isn't it thanks to my good deeds that their father and son meet each other proudly?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)