At this time, located in the Chu palace, study.
Chu Tianxiong looked at the Marshal's dress and the seal of the army, and frowned.
"What do you think of it?"
Chu Feng sits on one side and seldom asks Chu Tianxiong actively.
"This Marshal suit is a responsibility as well as a burden --"
Chu Tianxiong said quietly, "the Fahrenheit royal family wants to use a so-called" Young Marshal "title to make you work hard. They are very skilled in this set of human relationship cards."
"If I guess correctly, in two or three months, there will be a new order --"
"let you, the new" young commander ", lead the troops to fight and calm the war on the East China border."
Donghua is located in the Central Plains. It has a vast territory and abundant resources. It has been coveted by small barbarian countries for a long time.
Although 20 years ago, Chu Tianxiong personally led the army to destroy the 17 countries overnight, there are still some remnants of the crotch making trouble.
However, the enemy's passive defense has no way to deal with it.
However, I heard that a prince of China was a man of great talent. He wanted to revive Donghua and create the brilliance of the Fahrenheit royal family. He had long wanted to clear the obstacles and realize the unification. At such an opportunity, he threw an olive branch to chufeng, the most popular handle in the military headquarters, to show his kindness.
Its purpose is self-evident -
Chu Fengyan frowned tightly.
"What's your opinion?" Chu Tianxiong takes his tea cup and glances at Chu Feng with great interest. He seems to want to know his choice.
"If one day, the order is given, what will you do?"
"Fight!"
Chu Feng's answer is still crisp.
His voice is calm, but full of blood, resounding: "to defend the country, military duty."
"If there is such a day, I am willing to go out again to seek peace for Donghua."
Chu Tianxiong is rare, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
He stood up and patted Chu Feng on the shoulder with his broad hand. He said, "I'm glad you have this idea."
"But now that I'm not dead, it's not up to you."
"Twenty years ago, I couldn't kill all those gangsters. Today, let me end it."
"You --" Chu Feng stood up and looked at the man in front of him in surprise. He knew that Chu Tianxiong was going to fight instead of himself?
He is over half a hundred years old and his old wounds are not healed.
I can
After that, he turned to leave, just as he did when he was young, and did not give Chu Feng any chance to explain -
Chu Feng just silently looked at the big and strong man in front of him, and unconsciously, his eyes were red -
the quiet time was passing by, the end of the year was coming, and the snow was closing the mountain.
In a twinkling of an eye, three months have passed -
as Chu Tianxiong expected, less than a month after Chu Feng was appointed commander-in-chief, the emperor's order has been issued -
ask Chu Feng to lead the troops, clear the obstacles and restore Donghua!
Chu Tianxiong didn't discuss with Chu Feng, so he directly gave orders and led his troops to the battle. That night, the cold wind was quiet, and 100000 people saw each other off by candlelight, with reverence in their eyes -
following him, one victory after another came, which made the whole territory of Donghua celebrate -
on the 17th of the winter moon, the king of Chu led his troops to the battle, sweeping the barbarians in the north and killing 100000 enemies.
On the 23rd of the winter moon, the king of Chu once again expanded the territory of Donghua, a total of 300000 kilometers, and made great achievements in the war -
on the 30th of the winter moon, the king of Chu had 800000 soldiers and horses under his command, and they died, and they had to clear up a lot of curfew again, and they were going to sweep the whole country at one stroke!
The successive war reports made the government and the field shake up and down, and they were very happy at the same time.
Later, another heavy bomb from Chu Tianxiong made everyone in Donghua feel as if they were struck by lightning and hit in the head -
"from now on, I, Chu Tianxiong, will step down as the Grand Marshal of the army and horse, shoulder to shoulder the post of king, and then I will go back to seclusion."
The patron saint of Donghua, who is like a God, has retired after success. He has personally laid all this behind the scenes -
for a moment, everyone is talking about it. There are some people who are reluctant to give up, tears in their eyes, regrets and feelings -
for a moment, there are different opinions about the whereabouts of King Chu.
Some people say that his old injury recurred, he could not bear to be tired, and he was already terminally ill -
some people say that he retired in name, but in fact he secretly controlled the overall situation and Donghua's every move -
others say that he retired from the mountains, enjoyed the happiness of his family, and lived happily in his later years——But no one knows about all this, and it's not so important -
time flies by, and in a twinkling of an eye, the Spring Festival has arrived.
Located in Jiangling, Xinghua village, a small ancient village.
The firecrackers burst out in unison, and we were overjoyed.
Chu Feng and Zhou lie's family are enjoying the excitement of the Spring Festival. They are reunited.
Under the lights of the night, suddenly came a burly man figure, he scattered all over the dignified demeanor, smile kind, kind and gentle.
For a moment, the whole scene was silent.
In the crowd, small hands in big red skirts, holding a string of sugar gourd, leaped into the man's arms and cried out:
"grandfather!"
______________ This is the end of the book.