The queen mother wants to go against the sky: General, please take your seat

Chapter 770 It's okay, the chair fell down
When Meng Yuchun was about to leave, seeing Yan Dong wanting to speak, Little General Yan waved his hand at General Meng and said, "Brother Meng, you don't need to say anything, I'm fine, I can hold on."

"Back to life," General Meng said, he is so uncomfortable, what mood will Yan Dongjin feel now?It will only be more uncomfortable than him.

"When this battle is over, come before my uncle," Yan Dongjin smiled, with an ugly smile, and said, "Brother Meng, you have to speak for me, my elder brother never listens to me, so I have to let my uncle teach him a lesson. "

Meng Yuchun also had an ugly smile, and said: "Okay, this time we can't let your elder brother go, he, he is too, too troublesome!"

General Meng stammered the word toss, but he said it viciously. If Mo Sangqing was in front of him at this time, Meng Yuchun can guarantee that he would rush to fight this major general shelf!If he didn't punch Mo Sang a few times, how would the matter of his heart being pierced and almost crying be over?

"Okay, let's just talk about it," Yan Dongjin said.

Meng Yuchun turned around angrily, his expression suddenly collapsed again, he can go to General Mo to complain, he can also fight with Mo Sangqing, but the premise is that Mo Sangqing will return safely Ah, otherwise, who would he sue and fight with?

Yan Dong didn't speak any more, the atmosphere in the tent of the Chinese army was oppressive, and the breathless General Meng left the tent as if fleeing.When he got outside the tent, he heard Yan Dongjin talking in the tent, and asked the guards to pass A Mingzai over.Meng Yuchun tried his best to keep his expression as usual, striding towards his horse.

The guard who was going to deliver the order first took a step towards Meng Yuchun, and rode to the rear army's camp.

"General," the chief guard greeted Meng Yuchun.

"Let's go back," Meng Yuchun said as he got on the horse. At this time, the guards of the Liaodong General's Mansion had already run far away. Realizing something, he quickly turned around and looked at the Zhongjun tent.

The chief guards didn't know why, and they didn't dare to ask, so they could only sit on their horses and wait for their general to speak.

Yan Dong sent Yan Ming to his side, just because Yan Ming fought with those slave soldiers to die?Is it the best of the best?I'm afraid it's not just because of this, Meng Yuchun looked at the Zhongjun tent with a somewhat complicated expression, and his mood at the moment is indescribable.

No matter which general in the army, he will have the heart to lead his troops to Nanyanbao for rescue, but Yan Ming is different. This is the leader of the slave soldiers that Yan Dongjin brought back from Hexi, he is Yan Dongjin's confidant, and he has been saved by Yan Dongjin. Well, as for Mo Sangqing, Yan Ming didn't have the heart of the Liaodong generals, so if he disobeyed the order and insisted on leading troops to Nanyan Castle, Yan Ming would be the one who stopped him.

As for what method the slave leader would use to stop him, Meng Yuchun refused to think about it.

While Yan Dongjin was using himself, he was also guarding against himself. For a moment, General Meng really couldn't tell whether he was angry or happy at the moment.He was angry because this was the kid he had grown up with, how could he not trust him?He also felt that he should be happy that Mo Sangqing did not entrust the wrong person, and when he and General Mo were not around, Yan Dong could definitely take on Liaodong's heavy burden.

"Back to the camp," the whip was raised, and the whistle sounded. General Meng's war horse raised its front hooves, and then galloped forward.

Yan Dongjin sat alone in the tent of the Chinese army, and when he was talking to Meng Yuchun, he was always calm. Now, after sitting alone for a long time, Yan Dongjin opened his clenched hands, his palms were full of sweat, and he just It's just calm on the surface.

The wind came in from outside the tent and blew Qiu Yue's letter from the desk to Yan Dongjin's lap. Yan Dongjin looked at the letter and suddenly burst into tears, tearing the letter to pieces.

What should I do if something happens to my eldest brother?
How will he explain to his uncle in the future?

What face does he have to go back to see Mo Liangyuan?

His elder brother was injured, disabled, and died... Yan Dongjin raised his hands to cover his face again, he couldn't stand any of them.

Unable to sit still, he stood up again, Yan Dong was like a trapped animal, circling around in the tent of the Chinese army, "Fuck the people of Limin," Yan Dong scolded: "What do these people have to do with me? I can't protect it, what the hell am I pretending to be a hero, guarding the world of ghosts?"

The curtain of the tent was blown high by the wind, and the shattered letter paper began to fly randomly in the tent of the Chinese army. Seeing it in Yan Dongjin's eyes, he suddenly remembered that he was in the wing room of the garrison general's mansion in Sunset City, Seeing the paper money, Yan Dongjin frowned, raised the chair, and threw it at the place with the most white paper.

The seat flew up and hit the ground heavily, making a loud noise.

"Master Yan?" The guards outside the tent were startled, and rushed into the tent door and asked loudly.

Yan Dong took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, the chair fell down."

The guards looked at each other, and then all looked at Zhan Yi together.

Zhan Yi shook his hand at the guards to make everyone calm down, and stretched out his hand to pull down the tent curtain that was blown up by the wind.

There was no wind, and the white paper flying in the middle of the army tent fell to the ground one after another. In the midst of the severe winter, with a few scraps of paper on his shoulders, he stood in a daze.

Zhan Yi turned his head to look at the tent curtain that he was pulling, and resisted the urge to go into the tent to ask what happened.Ever since he knew that Qiu Yue ordered someone to send the letter, his heart was hanging. How could it be General Qiu who wrote the letter?With their Major General around, what letter could Qiu Yue write to his Young Master Yan?Zhan Yi didn't dare to follow his own train of thought, he was scared.

In the Chinese military tent, Yan Dongjin walked to the chair that fell on the ground, bent down and helped the chair up. The chair was very strong, and it didn't fall apart even after being hit hard by him.Yan Dongjin sat down on this chair again, leaning his head on the back of the chair to look at the white tent roof, his whole body seemed to be exhausted, unable to move.

All the people in the world, who lives and who dies, really has nothing to do with him, but Yan Dongji pursed his lips tightly and raised his hand to wipe his eyes, the back of his hand was just so wet, but he had to protect these people and keep watch. This land, otherwise, even if his elder brother died, he wouldn't let him go, right?
Thinking about the arrangements he had made, Yan Dongjin laughed again, raised his hand and slapped himself, he shouldn't blame his elder brother for doing things too ruthlessly, isn't he the same?He is not happy, and now he has to be honest and be a loyal minister and good general?Helpless, this is not like the time in the capital, when he was about to die, and he still counted on Mo Liangyuan to protect him, this time he has a heavy army in his hand, commanding the three armies, but so what?He still can't do what he wants.

"Master Yan," A Mingzai's voice came from outside the tent door.

"Come in," Yan Dongjin raised his hand and wiped his eyes fiercely, trying to keep his expression normal. At the same time, General Yan's tone of voice was also very steady, very fake, but also helpless.

(End of this chapter)