Reaper's Wings

Time: 13-12-18

In the Three Swords Pavilion of the Western Qin Imperial Palace, Qin Feng was correcting the memorial one by one. At this time, there was only one sword left on his head. It's not that Wu fell under the iron cavalry of Xiqin, but this country no longer exists in this world.

Western Qin has a higher terrain, which has more geographical advantages compared to South Korea and the original Soochow. The water potential is smaller, and it is also the best choice for migratory people. Most of the people in the Northern Wei Dynasty chose this way, which also made the loss of the entire Qin Feng, who was in the territory occupied by the Northern Wei Dynasty, was in a better mood, but...

"Trash, stupid!"

All of a sudden, Qin Feng threw down a memorial. These memorials all reported that some soldiers, officials and aristocrats of the Western Qin Dynasty disturbed the migrating people of the Northern Wei Dynasty. After the warrior, Qin Feng issued a series of measures, and issued a series of orders to strictly prohibit disturbing the people, but as the soldiers and nobles who defeated the Western Qin Dynasty, they were still too proud.

He was so angry because the oppression of the common people caused several small-scale riots among the migrating Northern Wei people, and indirectly caused some latecomers to choose to migrate south or east instead of north.

Qin Feng already had a premonition that if South Korea got a large number of Northern Wei people, after a few years, he would never have the chance to unify the country again.

"Song Dong!"

In the past, facing South Korea's problems, the name of the person Qin Feng mentioned the most was Wang Dong, and now it is Song Dong, Wang Dong's son.

"South Korea is really lucky!"

Qin Feng never believed in God's will before, but the successive appearances of Wang Dong and Song Dong made him assume that if one of these two people belonged to Xiqin, then this world would belong to Xiqin completely .

Qin Feng had just approved the word "heavy punishment" on the memorial, and wrote the following content in the future, when there was a knock on the door, and before Qin Feng could say anything, a person came in. In the entire Western Qin Dynasty, only one person dared to do this Do.

That is Qin Si, the seventh princess who is loved by Qin Feng very much.

"Congratulations, Father!" Qin Si exclaimed happily as soon as he entered the door of the study.

"What is there to be happy about?"

Seeing his daughter, although Qin Feng didn't smile, he didn't want to be so angry just now.

"I just got the news from Grandpa Huang that our third Martial Saint has appeared in West Qin, and he is also a member of the army!"

"Really!" The news finally made Qin Feng laugh.

"Of course it is true. Although the second breakthrough civil martial arts won't be used by us, the first breakthrough boss and this time a general are both the direct combat power of our Western Qin Dynasty. Father is far away from the great cause of unification. Going one step further!"

But Qin Feng shook his head: "I don't know how many great martial arts sects have subverted the warriors to break through the martial saints this time, and the warriors in South Korea should not be underestimated."

"Father, how can the peak fighters of the Great Martial Sect in South Korea compare with us, we already have more than them, and we will definitely have more Martial Saints by then.

"Wu Sheng, Wu Sheng is no longer the biggest threat in this world."

"Father means that the Great Martial Saint named Shan Yue!"

"Hanging the River and the Sky, if he hadn't announced that he would not participate in the war between the two countries, the father would have been really difficult to deal with. Great Martial Saint, that is an existence that has never appeared in the world."

The news that the mountain breaks through the Great Martial Saint and hangs a long river in the sky has already spread all over the world, letting people know that the power of the Great Martial Saint is the one that truly surpasses the world.

Seeing his father's emotional expression, Qin Si didn't say anything. Although Shan Yue said so, who knows if he will change his mind. After all, his motherland, the Northern Wei Dynasty, was destroyed by the West Railway Cavalry.

After a moment of silence, Qin Sicai continued: "By the way, father, the second brother has already broken through to the Great Wuzong."

"Second brother, he has also made a breakthrough. Originally, he was the lowest martial artist talent among the brothers, but now he has finally made a breakthrough under the change of the world's vitality becoming stronger. It's okay, after becoming the Great Martial Sect, he can make those members of the Royal Guards even more powerful. People convince him!" When mentioning the second child, Qin Feng seemed to think of something: "By the way, I heard that the second child has recruited a lot of folk masters recently!"

"Yes, the second brother has recruited a lot of folk warriors. Although there are some good and bad ones, there are indeed a few masters. Now let Zhou Liwu help him manage it. The second brother's mind is still on the Royal Guards!"

"I know this, as long as he knows the seriousness, it's fine. After all, I treated him badly by letting him go to Soochow that day. As long as he can distinguish the priority, it's fine, and Qin Si yourself, you have to take care of yourself!"

"Oh, father, I don't bother you if I have something to do, I'm leaving first!"

Hearing that his father was going to give him a task, Qin Si stuck out his tongue and ran over quickly. Qin Feng smiled and said nothing, but came to the study window and looked deeper into the palace.

"Old Ancestor, if you can break through and become a Great Martial Saint, I, Xiqin, will surely become the ruler of the world!"

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Zhao Erlang traveled to many places these days, but the first place he treasured was the Zhao family's old house, where he met his father, the old man who single-handedly built the South Korean Fourth Army and devoted his whole life to it. More than that, he His brother and sister-in-law all died for this legion, and now his nephew Zhao Yanting has also joined this legion.

At the beginning, Zhao Erlang did not agree with his father's behavior, so he had troubles with his family.

Because of the death of his elder brother, Zhao Erlang hadn't come back here for more than ten years, and he hadn't seen his father. He watched the civilian army commander of the empire sitting on a stool with white hair and drinking. Xiaojiu, a medium-sized man wearing an apron kept bringing out small dishes one by one from the kitchen. The dishes were all very simple and simple, but Zhao Gang was very happy to eat. Zhao Erlang knew this man, he was his father's former guard Zhang Qing, who was already the peak fighter of the Great Wuzong, was willing to accompany his father like this. Suddenly, Zhao Erlang began to recognize his father's stubbornness again.

Zhao Erlang suddenly felt a trace of guilt in his heart. The eldest brother died, and he should be the one who was filial to his father, but now it was his guard Zhang Qing.

"Old Army Commander, drink less, you've been drinking every day recently!" Zhang Qing brought out the last dish, and sat down opposite Zhao Gang very naturally.

"Haha, happy happy!"

Zhao Gang laughed, and unconsciously picked up the small wine glass and took another sip.

"I know the commander is happy for Master Yanting to become the youngest deputy commander in South Korea, but it is because of this that you should drink less, but you still have to maintain your body to see Master Yanting become the youngest deputy commander in South Korea." Where is the commander of the army!"

"Haha, Zhang Qing, you are right, I won't drink anymore!"

Zhang Qing smiled and took the jug from the old army commander's hand and put it away, for fear that he would change his attention again, but Zhang Qing found that the smile of the old army commander, who was still young just now, suddenly disappeared, and then he heard the emotion in his voice. He said sadly: "If Dalang is still here, he should be as happy as me at this time."

"General Dalang!"

At the beginning Zhang Qing and Zhao Yanting's father, Zhao Dalang, joined the army almost at the same time, and they both grew up under Zhao Gang's hands step by step. Among them is Zhang Qing, which is one of the reasons why he has been guarding the old army commander Zhao Gang.

In the silence, Zhao Gang, who thought of his eldest son, suddenly thought of his second son whom he hadn't seen for more than ten years. The last time they met was a big fight. When he mentioned the eldest son, he said as if he was sleepwalking: "Nor I know what happened to Jiro."

Erlang.

As a father, Zhao Gang will never forget his son.

"Zhang Qing, do you think I did something wrong back then!"

Zhang Qing did not speak, but took out the jug that had just been put away and poured another glass of wine for the old army commander. Zhao Gang looked at the wine glass for a long time, but finally shook his head and said, "No more!"

"In my heart, the commander will always be the one who loves his subordinates, it's just that sometimes things are impermanent!"

"Hey!"

Zhao Gang, who was sighing, didn't notice that a martial saint burst into tears in a place he couldn't see.

"Father, wait for me!"

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The world has changed drastically, the concentration of vitality has increased, and all the residents of the Northern Wei Dynasty have migrated. These seem to have nothing to do with the drunkard in the small fishing village of the South China Sea. He still thinks that he is just an ordinary fisherman, but in the eyes of the fishermen, he is not ordinary. Because he always catches good fish that no one else can, and always alone.

The boat set off from the seaside of the small fishing village again. The drunkard was lying on the boat. Behind him were two fishing rods, and in front of him was a fishing rod inserted into the hull. The drunkard never used it. He only fished and roamed freely in the sea. Aimless fishing is no exception today.

The world has suddenly become much warmer, even the seaside is no exception, but with the sea breeze blowing, people can't feel the warmth, only a stream of coolness, which alcoholics like very much.

The drunkard's boat has oars and does not use it, but it walks towards the deep sea area automatically as if there is no wind. The drunkard is not afraid of getting lost, and only in the deeper ocean can there be better fish. The drunkard is lucky. Although he only has one fishing rod, Soon two fish baskets were filled.

Although the fishing basket was full, the drunkard who saw the sun was still high above the sea level did not choose to go back. He also put the fishing rod on the boat, and he just lay there looking at the sky. Good day for him.

It's a pity that his beautiful day was broken by a group of uninvited guests today.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Four or five washbasin-sized fish fins circle around the boat, allowing people to imagine how huge the underwater fish body is. Of course, they are not here for tourism, but want to have a good meal.

The drunkard didn't pay attention to everything around the boat, as if nothing existed.

Suddenly, the drunkard felt the hull shaking, and when he stood up in annoyance, he suddenly showed a surprised expression. The shaking just now was not a shark attacking his boat, but a shark becoming someone else's prey.

The drunkard saw bursts of blood emerging from the sea, accompanied by the screaming of the shark.