The three old generals felt humiliated, taking a step forward, ready to start a fight.
Qiu Jianhan, on the other hand, strode out and called out in a low voice, "Brothers!"
The four hundred thousand troops responded in unison. "Roar!"
Han Sanhe rolled his eyes. "Brothers? You sound like bandits shouting slogans …"
The few old men looked mischievous.
Qiu Jianhan no longer bothered with his nemesis and declared loudly, "Today is a big day! … "
He rambled on and on, presiding over the newlyweds bowing to heaven and earth, to their parents, to the emperor, to the family of generals, to each other as husband and wife …
As far as the eye could see, there was nothing to be said about the bride's side of the couple. The bride was tall and slender, with a lithe figure that stood out. Her bridesmaid, Shangguan Lingxiu, was even taller, exuding a heroic aura. However, compared to the bride's side, the groom's side was slightly more of an eyesore. The groomsman's image was not bad; he was a full 1.85 meters tall, and his looks were heaven-defying. He was handsome and dashing; he would be a godlike figure in almost any occasion!
Under normal circumstances, it would require considerable courage to ask Yun Yang to be the groomsman. After all, this groomsman was too eye-catching!
Today, however, Yun Yang did not look so outstanding.
There was only one reason – Tie Zheng's physique!
The groom was too tall. Tie Zheng was two and a half meters tall, his shoulders broad and his waist strong. He was like an iron tower when he stood there!
As a man, Yun Yang's only flaw was that he was slightly skinny, which was why he looked skinny when he wore clothes. However, standing next to Tie Zheng now, he was like a bean sprout standing under a big tree when he was being compared.
Not only was it awkward for others, even Yun Yang himself felt uneasy.
This Tie Zheng actually harbors ill intentions in asking me to be the groomsman today. Is he using me to contrast you?
Yun Yang tried his best to straighten his back but he was still shorter than Tie Zheng by a sword's height. He turned to look at this fellow's tower-like body in annoyance, but he could only see his chest.
He could not help the resentment in his heart. This fellow … he's so tall and strong while the bride looks so petite. Will this bastard crush her to death on his wedding night?
Old Marshal Qiu Jianhan stood far away. When he saw the combination of Tie Zheng and Yun Yang, he burst out into laughter, almost choking on his laughter.
Finally, the ceremony was completed. Yun Yang felt like he had been pardoned as he ran off the stage in a flustered manner.
He felt that he had never been so humiliated in his entire life.
So what if you're tall? Could he look down on others just because he was strong?
Shangguan Lingxiu came to his side and could not help chuckling when she saw his exasperated expression. "What? Do you think you're too short? "
Yun Yang lowered his head and looked down at Shangguan Lingxiu, smiling without saying a word.
Why hadn't he felt it before? The feeling of looking down from above was really good!
Looking at his expression, Shangguan Lingxiu bit her lip and kicked his buttocks.
"Hmph!"
This bastard was too despicable!
He was actually trying to get a sense of superiority from a woman's height …
Could you be any more shameless? Why don't you go to heaven?!
…
"Still, Sister Lingxiu is really pretty today." Yun Yang, who had just been kicked in the buttocks, looked at Shangguan Lingxiu from head to toe, his eyes filled with admiration.
Shangguan Lingxiu blushed and asked in a low voice, "Really?"
"Yes, really. Of course it's true." Yun Yang nodded solemnly. "I've only realized today that Sister Lingxiu is really beautiful when you dress up like this. You really do look like a woman now …"
"Bang!"
Shangguan Lingxiu kicked Yun Yang's buttocks fiercely again and turned to leave with a cold expression.
The veins on her forehead were almost popping out.
This bastard!
What do you mean I look like a woman? I'm a woman, alright?
Yun Yang chuckled and hopped, hugging his leg as he pretended to grimace from the kick. His body tilted and fell right into a chair. He even called out, "Sister Lingxiu, come and sit here. Girls must be dignified. Do you know that? Do you understand?"
Sit, my foot!
Dignified, my foot!
Shangguan Lingxiu snorted and glared dagger-like at Yun Yang. She found a chair far away from Yun Yang and sat down. Her meaning was obvious – I don't care to sit with you.
After sitting down, she actually turned her face to the other side.
Shangguan Lingxiu held herself back from looking at that hateful face.
Shangguan Lingxiu was afraid that she would not be able to stop herself from charging over and chopping someone with her saber if she were to see him again.
On the side, Han Sanhe looked at Tie Zheng for a moment before his gaze shifted to Yun Yang, seemingly unintentionally.
This person … was the legendary son of Marquis of Heavenly Clouds?
This was all the information Han Sanhe knew about Yun Yang.
However, after seeing Yun Yang now, he could acutely feel that this child was not ordinary.
Under such a grand occasion, even Qiu Jianhan and Leng Daoyin, the two old troublemakers, were slightly unnatural.
However, this young master of Marquis of Heavenly Clouds did not change his expression at all. He was laughing and talking casually, looking calm and confident.
Even when Tie Zheng was a little embarrassed due to his much taller than an average person on the stage, he was still at ease. His expression and movement had turned all the awkwardness into nothingness.
This young fellow was not simple at all.
In other words, his usual image and the information in the intelligence reports were all fake.
If it was a person, then the rumors and performances were all fake. In that case, how terrifying was this person? What was his true self?
Han Sanhe calculated in his heart, his gaze growing deeper.
"The groomsman is Marquis Yun's son?" Han Sanhe turned to ask as Qiu Jianhan sat down beside him.
Qiu Jianhan rolled his eyes and said, "This old man doesn't know him!"
Han Sanhe huffed, "You old b * stard!"
Qiu Jianhan rolled his eyes. "What else do you want to know? This old man doesn't know anything, I don't know anything! What can you do? Bite me? "
Han Sanhe glared at him.
Facing Qiu Jianhan's thick skin that was thicker than the city wall, even someone as experienced as Han Sanhe could only sigh helplessly.
However, when Han Sanhe turned his head back, he was deep in thought.
Although this old b * stard Qiu Jianhan had not given him face just now, he had said, "What other information do you want to know?"
Information?
Why was it information?
Could the identity of this young master of Marquis of Heavenly Clouds be … information? If so, what kind of information could it be?
Behind Han Sanhe, a scrawny man dressed in black, his face hidden in the collar of his shirt, was also deep in thought. Then, he leaned in and whispered something into Han Sanhe's ear.
Han Sanhe nodded slightly.
It was at this moment that the commotion around them suddenly stopped. On the stage, Tie Zheng's tower-like body stood tall and straight.
He was dressed in a red battle robe.
Beside him was his lovely bride, Qian'er. Her veil had been taken off and she wore a bright red dress. Her figure was slender and her face was dignified; her eyes were clear like water; she was a stunning beauty.
"Brothers!"
Tie Zheng's strong voice rang out, "Today, I, Tie Zheng, am married. Today is my big day. Look, is your sister-in-law beautiful?"
"Beautiful!"
The four hundred thousand strong army cheered in unison, their voices shaking the world.
"Is she beautiful?" Tie Zheng roared.
"She's beautiful!"
Another chorus of cheers reverberated in the air.
"Hahahaha …" Tie Zheng guffawed, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Alright, alright. I, Tie Zheng, am married, I have a wife. This is a joyous occasion. However … "
Tie Zheng hollered, "Half a year ago … many of the brothers who went to war with me will never return. They won't have the chance to witness this scene today!"
The atmosphere in the entire area instantly became heavy because of these words.
"Eight months ago, Qian'er and I had confirmed our marriage and our wedding date. However, there was a change at the border and the Steel Cavalry was deployed. On the day I, Tie Zheng, set out, I had told my brothers – when I return in triumph, I will invite my brothers to my wedding wine."
"My brothers were elated then, all of them telling me that they were willing to congratulate the marshal with their unparalleled military merits in exchange for a goblet of wedding wine!"
Tie Zheng's voice was gradually turning hoarse, his sobbing tone faintly discernible.
The four to five hundred thousand people present held their breaths, their eyes widened as they focused their gazes on Tie Zheng who was speaking.
"I, Tie Zheng, had said – as long as we can return in victory this time, everyone will have a goblet of wedding wine!"
Tie Zheng's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, the sound of phlegm thick in his throat; he could barely control his emotions.
"In this battle, more than a hundred thousand of my comrades and brothers have perished!"
Tie Zheng said hoarsely, "I can remember every single word they said to me, they echo in my ears every single day, but … they have never returned!"
The wind howled, the sky moaned; more than four hundred thousand warriors were silent.
"Many of my brothers who said that they would exchange their unparalleled military merits for a goblet of wedding wine … are lying on the battlefield now!"
Tie Zheng's tall and straight body could no longer control his trembling, his tears finally falling to the ground.
Everyone's fists were clenched tightly, their gazes focused on Tie Zheng, as if their gazes had solidified into something solid.
Qian 'er shuffled a few steps on the stage and stretched her hand over shyly, holding Tie Zheng's hand hesitantly and bashfully.
Then, she gripped it tightly.
She did not know why she had done so, but she had done so naturally. At this moment, she could clearly feel that the man beside her needed her support.
His body that was as strong as an iron tower was still as imposing as a mountain, but at this moment, he really needed her support, needed a hand to support him.
That kind of weakness, he could clearly feel.
Therefore, she did it without any hesitation. She did it naturally.
The gazes of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers around them brightened abruptly, especially Tie Zheng's eastern troop.
It was especially so for Tie Zheng's eastern troop, everyone's breathing was hurried, their gazes unprecedentedly intense.
This small action caused all the soldiers present to fall in love with this sweet-tempered woman in an instant. They acknowledged this sweet-tempered woman!
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