Chapter 951

Lyman the great took a bite of the old wine plundered from the ChiYan city. Compared with the new wine, it has been much softer and mellow, but he obviously still doesn't like the taste. The nobles of the opru Empire liked to drink wine and rolled their tongue to search for the sweetness. The Han people's wine is relatively too strong, and their hot voice is a little uncomfortable.

A mouthful of wine, even a small mouthful, burns down your throat like a fire.

"Thurence, when your enemy needs you to pay enough attention, it's actually a good thing."

He glanced at the old thurrence, who wanted to hide every white hair. He couldn't help laughing. He knew that the old man was not old. The reason why he hasn't let Hughes go home to provide for the aged is because he knows that the strength of Hughes is still there. Yes, he likes to use young generals because they have determination and momentum. Although Hughes is old, his heart is not old.

An old man has an unyielding young heart, which is a particularly good thing.

There is the determination of young people and the experience of old people.

"Yes, your majesty."

Hughes hung his head and said, "a weak enemy will never let people learn anything. The stronger the enemy is, the more things they can learn."

"No"

Lyman the great shook his head: "our enemy is not strong, but tenacious..."

Hughes was slightly stunned and then asked, "those practitioners who can't be seen in the opru empire are really powerful. They have frightening personal strength. Once such people get close, they will become extremely dangerous. Our soldiers may not be able to win on the battlefield if they are not equipped with the most advanced weapons."

"That's right"

Lyman the great smiled and said: "The Han people's practitioners are really powerful. Their personal combat power is unmatched by our soldiers. But have you found that the number of practitioners is very small. The power of artillery is much stronger than fire guns, but the cost of artillery is much more expensive. Relatively speaking, the Han people's practitioners are artillery, but they can't compare with artillery. Do you know why?"

"I don't know."

Hughes naturally answered three words. Even if he knew, he would say he didn't know.

"Because artillery can be made, but practitioners can't. shurens, you should know more about the Han people... The reason why the Han people's practitioners have great personal strength is that they are naturally better than ordinary people. But it's not enough just that they are better than ordinary people. They still need many years of efforts to be better than ordinary people It takes a lot of effort to live better in order to have such combat power. "

"Without ten years, a practitioner cannot have the cultivation of one enemy against 100."

Lyman the great smiled, "so the practitioners are not terrible, because they are scarce and difficult to supplement. Our guns and artillery can be manufactured indefinitely, which is the guarantee that we will never be inferior."

"But the most powerful of them are really difficult."

"If it hadn't been for the guards sent by your majesty, I would have died several times," said Hughes

"There will be countless deaths in war."

Lehmann stood up, stood with his hands down and looked to the West.

"But thurence, I give you a promise. You are not the one who can sacrifice. Your name is not among them."

Hughes put his arm on his chest and sincerely bowed down to salute: "you gave me everything, including my life."

"We have tenacious enemies, which is a good thing. It can train our soldiers to be more tenacious. However, tenacious enemies don't need too many. We also need friends."

Lyman said, "go ahead. You are the best at doing these things. I heard that a man named Zhao Tianzheng supported Mu Guangling with at least 100000 Malay. I never believe that there is an unbreakable relationship in the world. Allies are based on the same interests. When the interests given by the enemy exceed those given by the allies, the relationship between the enemy and the allies will be exchanged."

"Your Majesty, I will contact the Zhao Tianzheng immediately."

Thurence said, "I will turn this enemy into an ally with the greatest sincerity."

"We need more than one Zhao Tianzheng."

Lehmann said slowly: "We can have mu Guangling in front of us, but we need more Zhao Tianzheng. Of course, the premise is that you can turn Zhao Tianzheng from an enemy into a friend. Shurens, you know I never force my subordinates to set a goal or force them to do something. But it's very gratifying that my subordinates have this awareness. When they don't have it When I can't finish the task I assigned, they always find the best way to apologize to me. "

Thurence's shoulder trembled involuntarily, then stepped back and bowed: "your great majesty, you can wait for the good news from me when I see you next time."

"Go"

Lehmann waved his hand: "Remember my words, we need more than one friend to find out who is more powerful among the Han people now. To win over, no matter what kind of benefits you promise him, I won't ask or care, because all the benefits you promise have no practical meaning. Even if you promise to make the most powerful one the emperor, I won't object."

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Western Regions

Big snow mountain

Dalun Temple

When a huge red light appeared at the top of the mountain. After the sharp sword of Ruyi Island God cut through the snow mountain, the white lion just arrived at the foot of the mountain gave a sad cry, but it didn't stay much. When it looked at the top of the mountain, its eyes were sad and reluctant, but its feet didn't give up. It was more decisive than ordinary people, and immediately turned around and rushed out of the way.

The speed of the white lion is unparalleled.

"Eh..."

The voice whispered at the top of the mountain, and then seemed to say to himself, "go away, just go away, it's just an animal. Sang Luan... You had such an animal around you in those days, no matter how loyal you are. If it had a mouth that can speak human language, you can tell others how you failed."

"You are a myth..."

Some lonely voice: "I hold the myth in one hand. You are really my most perfect work. You are like a piece of jade I found. I just scraped you out of the dust and you will become brilliant."

"What a pity... What a pity."

The voice paused for a moment, and then suddenly remembered something: "I almost forgot that there is another person in the Central Plains who has the same constitution as you. Sometimes I have to believe that there is reincarnation in the world. Even if some people don't die, there will be the same people every enough time. Sang Luan, since you choose to die, this death also includes this young man... Strange, how can I believe in the world What reincarnation is there? It's clearly what I told king lunming, and then king lunming used it to deceive people for more than a thousand years. "

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Fang Xie likes to sit on the roof drinking and staring at the sky in a daze these nights. They all know that the more quiet Fang Xie is, the less quiet it is. Under the seemingly quiet appearance, they don't know what kind of torrent will flow in their hearts. He is a person who doesn't want to tell others about his confusion and hard work. In fact, this is what most men have in common. He always hopes that all of them will be happy Solve your own difficulties.

This has nothing to do with status. There are many princes and princes, and so do the common people.

Men from poor families will also try their best to make their mother-in-law live a good life. They worry about food and clothing, and they try to solve it by themselves.

When women ask if a man has something on his mind, the answer is mostly: No.

Mu Xiaoyao, they all know that Fang Xie needs to be quiet. Because he has too many secrets in his heart, others can't help at all. He is the only one to think, think and find a solution to the problem. So sometimes Mu Xiaoyao and they all feel that there is a faint but difficult distance between themselves and Fang Xie. This distance is in Fang Xie.

"There must be something he can't figure out again."

Shen qingfan leaned against a big tree and looked at the figure under the moonlight in the distance.

"It's okay"

Xiang qingniu shook his head and said with a smile, "you should believe him. His name is Fang Xie. He knows a lot. Even if he doesn't understand something for the time being, he will understand it soon."

"He told you more about his mind than he told us."

Mu Xiaoyao said after looking at Xiang qingniu.

"What does that mean..."

Xiang qingniu was stunned, then quickly shook his head: "I'm normal! He's also normal!"

Mu Xiaoyao burst out laughing: "what are you thinking!"

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The night will always come and will not change because of people's will. No matter who likes the night or doesn't like the night, they can't stop the night from ruling the earth instead of the day. People are used to seeing the light as a positive side and the darkness as a negative side.

More than that, people don't think they can hide anything during the day, but at night, there are always some worrying and frightening things.

Moonlight is the only comfort for people who fear the night.

The moonlight tonight looks so miserable and white. In fact, if you observe it carefully, everyone will find that the moonlight is different every day. The pale golden moonlight gives people the most sense of security, and the desolate white will come on time for a few days every month.

in this world

There are really many secrets.

White moonlight

Instead of illuminating the earth, it makes the dark place darker.

The appearance of Dalun temple is somewhat desolate. The strange and powerful red awn splits Dalun temple from the middle, just like an iron plow on a flat land. It's like a stick on a flat snow ground... There has been no such thing since Dalun temple.

Although dilapidated

But the people who came out still went through the front door, not the broken wall.

Not one person came out, but many people. They came out of the main gate of Dalun Temple wearing white monk clothes, barefoot and stepping on the land full of white moonlight. They had the same faces and were flawless.

"What a pity"

The voice seemed to float from behind the clouds: "there are fewer and fewer overhaul walkers in the world, and there are not many overhaul walkers in the history of thousands of years of practice, but they die so quickly. You can't find an opponent to improve your accomplishments... However, there are still ways to do it."

After saying this, those who looked the same began to fight.

Two hundred people became one hundred, and one hundred people became fifty... Finally, there were only four identical people outside the gate of Dalun temple. They looked at each other with greed, hungry greed in their eyes.

"Enough"

The voice floated over: "you four have almost finished your cultivation. Go."