Lin Doufang took a deep breath and patted the back of Wei Tieshan's hand. The latter slowly let go of his hand. Lin Doufang sat in front of Liu Yuanji, facing him. He turned his head to look at the snowy sky outside the tower and sighed softly. "Liu San 'er, and Old Wei, we old people with half a foot in the grave always talk about how we helped the Great General conquer the world and protect the country. I know that you are not greedy for riches and honor. To you, it is enough that your descendants have no worries about food and clothing. Any more is the good fortune that you worked so hard to save in the past. You think that this is the good fortune that your descendants deserve. You are most afraid that Beiliang will forget what you have done in the past. You are afraid that people will forget about it. But if you are like this, your descendants who have never suffered will have nothing to fear. No matter how good the seedlings were, they will be spoiled by you. His Highness did not do proper work in those years. Who in the tower is not angry? I, Lin Doufang, am very angry. That year, the Great General personally came to visit my family's fields. From beginning to end, I was not willing to turn around and see the Great General. But let's put ourselves in his shoes. It is fine if Liyang does not admit to what His Highness has done in these two years. You are not blind. How can you not know what is true and false? Let's feel our conscience and ask, did His Highness lose face for Beiliang when he went to Jing? Xiangfan City, Guangling River, Iron Gate Pass, Beimang's Ruoshui River, and Great 'an City's Imperial Road. Who in the tower can do what His Highness has done? You, Liu San 'er, who can't even control your son? Or you, Old Wei, who likes to play the peacemaker as you get older? Or you, Han Tuizhi, who has only cared about taking care of your disciples and official career these years? "
Lin Doufang pulled back his gaze and looked at Liu Yuanji. "Liu San 'er, the Great General does not owe us anything. His Highness is even more so. We have conquered the world, but the matter of protecting Beiliang is something that we cannot do. Even if we want to, we can't do it well. Then let's just hand it over to those fellows in the Literary Tower. So what if the Literary Tower is higher than the Martial Tower? In the Nine Kingdoms of the Spring and Autumn Period, how many officials and important officials have looked down on our Xu family's armored cavalry? We've already made them suffer a lot. If you're worried that your children and grandchildren will be looked down upon, then let them go on their own. Don't let them ride roughshod over you old men. The General's words were crude, but they made sense. No one's son should be born to suffer hardships, nor should they be born to enjoy happiness. He didn't care about other places, but in Beiliang, the more capable one was, the more bitter one was, and the more fortunate one was. So, Liu San 'er, we owe the Xu family now. We may not owe them anything, but your children and grandchildren owe them a lot. "
Lin Dafang patted Liu Yuanji's shoulder and stood up. He bent over and helped Liu Yuanji up, patting off the dust on Liu Yuanji's chest.
Liu Yuanji suddenly grinned and said, "Damn it, Lin, I only rewarded you with one punch. Look at you, I punched and kicked you several times!"
Lin Dafang laughed and said, "I told you I'm more capable than you. You have to admit it. If it weren't for our old friendship, I would have used my special skill, Crotch Kick."
Liu Yuanji put his arm around Lin Dafang's shoulder. He wanted to scold him, but when he touched the empty sleeve, he stopped talking. Back then, it was Liu San 'er who had gritted his teeth to bandage his brother's wound. He was too embarrassed to do it in front of Lin Dafang. He only dared to squat on the ground and sob after leaving the tent. That feeling was even more painful than his own broken arm.
Liu Yuanji clearly remembered that year when Lin Dafang's arm was broken and the General was seriously injured. That kid couldn't help much, but he stood guard outside the tent with a pale face. In the end, the two of them stood guard side by side against the tent.
Liu Yuanji, Lin Dafang, Wei Tieshan, and Han Tuizhi walked side by side to the entrance of the martial tower. It was snowing heavily. Although there was no longer the scene of yellow sand covering the iron armor, when they looked up, they could see that the frozen river had yet to thaw. Further north of the ice river, there was only white snow covering the black armor.
The 100,000 infantrymen of the Beiliang Army were divided into two giant battle formations from the east and the west, leaving a path in the middle.
The commander of the White Feather Cavalry, Yuan Nanting, was able to get close to the ice river and sit high on his horse.
There was also the Lotus Seed Camp. The Horse Camp. The Partridge Camp. The first camp was set up. There were a total of thirty-six of these old and new camps. They were all lined up in a row, looking especially majestic.
The crossbowman of the Little Snow Camp, Li Hanlin, was positioned slightly behind. He carried his saber and crossbow, holding his breath and concentrating. Beside him was Lu Dou. The two of them looked at the martial arts platform together, their eyes burning with passion.
There was not a single person on the martial arts platform. Other than a giant war drum, there was nothing else.
The war drum had not been beaten, and the horn that the soldiers of Beiliang were most familiar with had not been blown.
The martial arts platform, which had stone steps to the north and south, finally revealed the figure of a small mountain.
The Protector General of Beiliang, Chu Lushan, appeared in armor for the first time in twenty years!
Chu Lushan stood slightly to the left of the martial arts platform, leaning on his saber.
The new commander of the cavalry of Beiliang, the number one cavalry in the world, White Bear Yuan Zuozong, and the famous infantry commander, General Yan Wenluan, walked up to the martial arts platform at the same time, one on the left and one on the right.
Yuan Zuozong was known to be a handsome man. Now that he was wearing heavy armor and holding a cold saber, he looked even more imposing.
Yan Wenluan was far inferior to the Protector General of Beiliang and the cavalry commander in terms of height. General Yan was short, perhaps even shorter than the men from Jiangnan. He had been shot blind in one eye by a stray arrow on the battlefield. This man, who was neither tall nor strong, had pulled out an arrow and swallowed his eye before continuing to fight. Before the fall of West Chu, the War Saint Ye Baikui was invincible in the Spring and Autumn Nine Kingdoms. Only Yan Wenluan's infantry could fight to a draw with Ye Baikui's Great Halberd Army. The Song and Shu Kingdoms were not suitable for the Xu family's cavalry to roam freely. This was also Yan Wenluan's contribution.
With Yan Wenluan standing there, who dared to look down on him?
Then there were the two infantry and cavalry commanders, Chen Yunchui and He Zhonghu, who had been deputy commanders with Liu Yuanji and Wei Tieshan for many years.
Then there were the two new deputy commanders. The number one general of Southern Tang, Great Ancestor Gu, and Zhou Kang, who had been promoted to deputy commander after more than ten years of controlling the Youzhou army.
Liangzhou's General Shi Fu, Youzhou's General Huangfu Cheng, and Lingzhou's General Han Laoshan followed closely behind.
But why was there no general or King of Beiliang?
Finally, Xu Longxiang, who was barefoot and dressed in black, led Qi Xuanzhen's black tiger onto the school stage.
Chu Lushan, Yuan Zuozong, Yan Wenluan, Chen Yunchui, He Zhonghu, Great Ancestor Gu, Zhou Kang, Shi Fu, Huangfu Cheng, and Han Laoshan.
The ten of them stood in a row with their sabers in their hands.
When the second son of the Xu family, who had led the Dragon Elephant Cavalry to crush the Southern Tang towns of Beiliang, appeared, a mournful and melodious horn sounded.
Xu Longxiang walked step by step toward the war drum that was half the height of a person.
The sound of the Beiliang drum was once the loudest in the Spring and Autumn Western Wall.
Behind the Beiliang army, there were eight hundred Phoenix battalions with white horses and white armor.
When a grey-haired young man changed into a jade-white robe that only vassals of the dynasty could wear, and mounted the horse with a saber and a spear, an old man led the horse forward. The snow-white horse slowly moved a few feet away. The hunchbacked old man let go of the reins, straightened his back, and patted the horse's head lightly. Then he smiled with relief, "Go."
This rider led the eight hundred Phoenix Insignia Light Cavalry in between the two armies, galloping through the sky full of flying snow.
The old man looked at the back of the rider, his hands in his sleeves, and smiled from ear to ear.
Xu Longxiang began to beat the drum.
The drum sounded like thunder, rolling away the Beiliang.
That rider didn't step on the surface of the frozen river. Instead, the rider and the horse leaped high into the air. The Iron Horse leaped over the frozen river!
Along with the drum sound, the iron spear in the man's hand suddenly stabbed into the ice river.
The entire ice river shattered.
After the eight hundred cavalry stopped their horses, they filled up the line.
The man in the robe, who only had a Beiliang saber, got off his horse in front of the school stage, walked up the stone steps, and stood in the center. Then he held the saber and shouted, "Beiliang, draw your saber!"
Beiliang Governor-General Chu Lushan did not lean on his saber anymore. He drew his saber!
Yan Wenluan, Yuan Zuozong, Chen Yunchui, and the others drew their Beiliang sabers almost at the same time.
The one hundred thousand Beiliang soldiers, who did not move under the snow, also drew their sabers.
The snow became even messier. They shook off the snow on their armor and looked even more shocking.
The Beiliang cavalry was the best in the world.
The Beiliang drums were known throughout the world.
Beiliang had a new king, Hsu Fengnian.
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