...Faced with Wu He's remarks.

Zilong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Kong Wei grabbed his arm. Kong Wei shook his head at him and signaled him not to speak. The entire Qin forces, except for the words of the lord Ying Jiu, who can use Wu He to act as a lord, had no meaning to Wu He, and he would not hear it even if he said it. Until now, it would be difficult for his father Hongqing to change Wu He.

Wu He looked at the soldiers brought by Kong Wei and Zilong, some of them were all devoured, and some familiar faces were gone; even Kong Wei and Zilong were carrying a little bit of injuries.

He asked, "What's going on? Why are you injured?"

Kong Wei explained the whole process guiltily, and then continued: "This time, it was my decision-making mistake that led to the sacrifice of fifty people in the Iron Cavalry, and twenty-three people in the Black Cavalry."

Wu He's eyes finally stopped being indifferent, but were violently fluctuated.

He sighed, "This is also inevitable. The strength of the enemy is beyond you. There will always be casualties in wars, and this is also the fate of the soldiers. Haven't we been mentally prepared for a long time? It is useless to blame ourselves. Only by making ourselves stronger can we reduce casualties. Those of us who are lucky enough to live should think about how to avenge them."

This was a comfort to Kong Wei, and it was also an explanation of a fact. He continued: "Old Kong, Zilong, you can go into the mountain village first to rest. I still need to patrol."

Then Wu He's eyes seemed to have a scarlet sea of ​​blood surging. He said coldly: "The Yellow Turban Army killed my brothers and seventy-three. I'll record this grudge. They will pay the price for it."

Then, he continued patrol with his subordinates.

Zilong looked at Wu He's slightly lonely back and fell into deep thought. Today he saw a completely different Wu He; he had nothing to do with the Wu He when he first met.

Kong Wei shook his head helplessly and said to the stunned Zilong: "Let's go, let's go and have some rest first."

Zilong murmured: "Hate? Is it important?"

Kong Wei said: "If I die, Zilong will you avenge me?"

Zilong said without hesitation: "Yes."

Then Zilong stopped talking, and the question had an answer, "Yes, hatred is really important; those who forget hatred cannot be called mortals, maybe a holy sign."

Kong Wei looked at Zilong and saw that although Zilong was impacted by a series of events, he always adhered to his bottom line principle. That is, "No matter what, a person should not be blinded by hatred"; and he definitely did not agree with Wu He's idea. He would never attack those who were unable to swing their swords, even if they would be enemies in the future; even if they were enemies, they would be their own masters. If the enemy offered their swords and surrendered, they should also be given a chance.

This is Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong, who have independent thoughts and a firm heart. The young boy is growing rapidly and looks forward to the day when he becomes an ever-winning general in the future.

Kong Wei looked at Zilong deeply, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart...

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Kong Wei stayed in his room, and under the illumination of candlelights, he was writing something on the table. He stopped writing several times, and started several times, and he seemed very entangled.

In the end, he endured the sting of his conscience and wrote down his thoughts. Then he called the letter eagle and sealed the letter paper and tied it to the letter eagle's legs.

Kong Wei seemed to hesitate and did not ask Xinying to set off immediately. Instead, he kept feeding the eagle food and comforting it. Xinying pecked the eagle food, and at the same time, he tilted his head and looked at Kong Wei in confusion, not knowing what he was doing.

After a while, the Xinying stopped eating. It was already full and made a "gurgling" sound.

Kong Wei came back to his senses and finally made up his mind to say, "Help me give this letter to my lord."

"Swoosh..."

As soon as Xinying spread her wings, she flew out of the window and disappeared in the blink of an eye. In the room, Kong Wei sat in a daze, as if he was blaming himself.

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It was early morning, Anding City.

After a midnight sped, Xinying finally arrived at the place and landed silently on the roof of a house in the city lord's mansion.

A figure wearing a black phoenix mask appeared. Xinying tilted her head and looked at her, and then successfully identified her identity. Feng Yi, the deputy commander of the Black Wind Guard. So she let her approach and asked her to take down the information she brought. Faced with the eagle food that the Black Wind Guard took out, it cried twice, indicating that it was not hungry.

Seeing that Xinying was not eaten, Feng slapped its wings and left with Xin Jian. The attack of the Yellow Turban Army continued until the second half of the night and had just stopped for a while; that is to say, Ying Jiu had just rested for a while, and she stood outside Ying Jiu's room and did not knock on the door, and was about to wait for Ying Jiu to wake up like this.

Ying Jiu's voice came from the room, "Come in, I haven't rested yet."

"yes."

Feng Yi pushed open the door and walked in.

Looking at her, Ying Jiu said, "Thank you for your hard work. Just come to me if you have anything next time. There is no need to wait like this."

Feng Yi said, "Yes, thank you lord."

They were supposed to be women who were in their prime, but they devoted the rest of their lives to Ying Jiu, which seemed too cruel. Although it was the same for the Black Dragon Envoy, the Black Tiger Army and the Yinshatang, all the Black Ice Platform gave up everything; but until now, these delicate women awakened Ying Jiu's thoughts on this issue.

Ying Jiu said helplessly: "What's there to thank for? Alas, you should have a better life, but I pulled you into the Heifengwei, which made you suffer."

Feng Yi said sincerely: "It is our honor to serve the lord."

Ying Jiu was silent and decided in his heart that he would not expand the Black Phoenix Guard unless necessary in the future. As for the other three departments, he was helpless. Ying Jiu had a great need for them. As long as new places appeared, someone would be filled in.

The black ice platform... is a powerful tool, but for those who control it, it is also a test of the heart; some people may take it for granted, and some people may think. If a person feels that he should be superior to others and control others, he may take it for granted.

But as a modern man, Ying Jiu still believes that the personality between people is equal, so he will have some reflection. He is obviously a living and independent person the moment before, but the next moment he regards him as everything in life and treats his words as an oracle. Can he really enjoy it as a matter of his own?

Ying Jiu's thoughts are like this, but his status in "Civilization" determines one thing, that is, he is destined to be, and Ying Jiu's heart is not mature enough. He still needs to learn a lot from becoming a "qualified" ruler.

But he would rather not be qualified and look at the future, he wouldn't know what kind of person he would become.

Back to the point, Ying Jiu took the letter from Feng Yi and said, "You can hold the lights for me, so you don't have to stay outside."

Feng Yi silently lit the light for Ying Jiu, and then looked at Ying Jiu deeply; Ying Jiu glanced at her and said, "Take off the mask, you can not wear it in front of me in the future."
Chapter completed!