Love in Xuancheng

"Yes, I didn't find any clues about him. Alas! If I could find the porter!" Geller hugged his fist and looked angry.

"In three days, they will attack!" gromerzan whispered with a deep forehead.

"Just fight! Are we afraid of them? Please fight! Hope your father Khan will fight!" gelehu said, coming forward, hugging his fist and kneeling down in front of the hall.

"I only know how to fight all day! Let's not talk about the Feng moye, but the ones surnamed Shen. Which one can you fight? How? With whom? You say!" gelmo Zan stared at his reckless son and shouted angrily.

"It's better to die in war than to be bullied all day!" geleshu stubbornly raised his head and directly met his father Khan's angry eyes.

Gremozan was so angry with his brave, resourceless, simple minded and well-developed son that he shook his whole body, picked up the inkstone on the table and smashed it. When geleshu saw his father Khan smashing him with something, he was born and had no intention of avoiding.

Seeing that he didn't hide and dodge, Gremo still knelt there and didn't move, and his anger was even stronger! "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

Seeing this, all the ministers retreated tremblingly. Only geleshu was still kneeling on the hall.

"Father Khan -"

Gremozan turned his head and looked at each other. They looked at each other for a long time without making a sound. Gremozan took a deep breath, walked down slowly, helped his son up and gently stroked his shoulder that he had just hit, "Shangqiong has always been thinking of replacing us. The reason why it didn't make trouble is that it didn't find a legitimate excuse, and the other is that it's afraid that our three countries will reach an alliance. Now, it's imperative to send troops. We can't settle the matter by paying compensation."

"Aren't they afraid of our three countries forming an alliance now?" glehu asked puzzled.

Gremozan gave his son a faint look, "Now I'm afraid we can't form an alliance. The three forces in Nan'an are in full swing to fight for imperial power. They are too busy to care about us. Who will care about our life or death? The SARD tribe of Si banner now has to look at the face of Qiong. A few months ago, Qiong sent elite troops to garrison outside their imperial city in the name of sending Lord Zhuo Wen. So far, it doesn't mean to leave. It seems The old fox has already calculated! "

Geleshu clenched his fists, straightened his chest, glared angrily and said, "since you can't escape anyway, it's better to fight to death!"

"Fight to the death? Who are you going to fight with? The three Shen are in the Si Qi Sade tribe. Guess who will command the millions of iron cavalry in Qiong?" gelmo Zan looked dejected and asked his son with a self mocking smile.

"Is the wind evil?" the name flashed in his head, and gellerhu's face turned white in an instant.

Gremozan didn't make a sound and looked at his son and nodded.

"What should I do now?" Geller felt that his strength was suddenly evacuated.

"Attach!" Geller mozin spit out two words with a heavy face.

"Attachment? Will the father sweat come down without war? Are you willing?" Geller Hu was stunned at the speech and frowned at his father sweat.

"Can you change the result if you are unwilling? Can war change the result? Since you can't, why do you do it? Is it the result you want to make life miserable?" Geller mozin asked and answered himself, as if he were persuading his son, more like comforting himself.