The next day!
battlefield!
Although it was a small martial arts competition, hundreds of officials gathered together and it was crowded.
Whether they are civil servants or military generals, everyone is looking forward to it.
Why?
Because the emperor came to the martial arts academy to watch the competition.
The emperor is here, who among these officials would dare not to come?
All the respectable people come here.
There were also many representatives of the people who came to watch the fun.
The Eight Wise Kings also came.
Even Leng Wanshan, who had not been out of the mountain for a long time, appeared on the high platform in a wheelchair, pushed by Yan Qi.
As soon as Leng Wanshan appeared, the soldiers shouted loudly.
"Mars!"
"Mars!"
"Mars!"
…
Many generals also waved.
There are also those who kneel on one knee and perform a military salute.
Leng Wanshan was filled with emotion when he saw this.
He waved tremblingly and saluted everyone.
Yan Qidao: "Grandpa, do you think you are so popular?"
Leng Wanshan said: "My body is paralyzed and I am no longer the God of War."
Yan Qi said casually: "Grandpa is not the God of War, but he is the God of Men. You are so popular, it is very annoying."
Speaking of the word "irritating".
Yan Qi glanced at Zhang Yongwu.
Leng Wanshan also looked at Zhang Yongwu.
Zhang Yong's cheeks were bulging in a fierce manner.
Leng Wanshan chuckled: "It's so popular, it's really annoying."
Zhang Yongwu looked at the soldiers below with excitement and joy, and listened to them shouting the word "God of War", and his heart was bleeding with pain.
Zhang Yongwu has a sense of frustration that he is born in Yu but not in Liang.
His biggest wish in this life is to defeat Leng Wanshan and become a new generation of God of War.
However, this is something far out of reach.
No matter in terms of performance, prestige, strategy, or even military tactics, Zhang Yongwu was completely defeated.
The only thing he is proud of now is that his body is alive and kicking, while Leng Wanshan is a paralysis.
If Leng Wanshan was not a paralytic, Zhang Yongwu might only be able to carry his shoes in front of Leng Wanshan.
The more Zhang Yongwu thought about it, the angrier he became.
He was clearly the most courageous general among all three armies, but these soldiers actually cheered for a paralyzed man.
How is this appropriate?
Do I still have any face?
Zhang Yongwu roared angrily, his energy rising to the sky: "Quiet, there is no discipline on the battlefield.
In what manner? "
The soldiers then stopped shouting.
Zhang Yongwu looked at Leng Wanshan with a sneer on his face: "General Leng is paralyzed, and you are here to join in the fun? How rare are you to be so cheerful? The weather is cold, so don't let the cold make your upper body paralyzed."
Leng Wanshan was sullen.
Yan Qi chuckled: "Thank you, General Zhang, for your concern. It doesn't matter whether General Leng is paralyzed or not. He has already ignored his body. After all, General Leng is already known as the God of War, with admirers flocking to him and admirers like crucian carp crossing the river. With this, Waiting for fame, body, etc., are just trivial matters. General Zhang, do you think what I said is right?"
Zhang Yongwu is so angry.
Yan Qi spoke of the God of War, making him unable to breathe.
Zhang Yongwu couldn't suppress his anger: "Leng Wanshan, you still have the nerve to mention the God of War. That's all in the past. There is no one in your Leng family anymore. Haha, don't tell me, you still have a son, Leng Ruqing? Hehe, It’s okay not to mention that kind of coward.”
Leng Wanshan felt pain in his heart and retorted: "I have Leng Youxue, and Leng Youxue is the future of the Leng family."
"Hahahaha, how dare you say that you are the future of the Leng family, even if you are a female prostitute who is not a good person? It's really hilarious."
Zhang Yongwu laughed loudly: "Leng Wanshan, let me tell you, today, as the God of War, you will lose your virginity. In a moment, on the battlefield, my son Zhang Meng will crush him with absolute strength. Leng Youxue.”
Leng Wanshan looked contemptuous: "On the battlefield, strength has always determined the outcome. What's the point of talking big?"
"you……"
Zhang Yongwu's face turned pale: "Leng Wanshan, just wait. After a while, you will know how powerful my son is."
He turned and left.
Leng Wanshan looked at Leng Youxue who was waiting in the battlefield from a distance, with affection and pride in his eyes: "I didn't expect that Xiaoxue was so good. Whether it was written test theory or martial arts riding and shooting, she was ranked first One. She is a beautiful girl from heaven. She inherited her father’s wisdom and strength. Yan Qi, do you think that’s the case?”
Yan Qi wanted to say: Xiaoxue did not inherit her father's strength, but was enlightened by me. "
However, the joke went a little too far.
Just collect it.
Yan Qi smiled: "Grandpa is right, Xiaoxue is the sweet girl of heaven. She can definitely win against Zhang Meng, a toad."
Leng Wanshan said: "I hope my Taishan Formation can help Xiaoxue defeat Zhang Meng."
"Taishan Formation?"
Yan Qi smiled faintly.
Thinking: The Taishan Formation has been broken long ago.
I really need to use Taishan
If there is a formation, Zhang Meng will press him to the ground and rub him.
…
"The Emperor has arrived!"
The eight wise kings, civil and military ministers, and the people rushed to welcome him.
Leng Wanshan also had to get out of the wheelchair.
"General Leng, don't move!"
The old emperor was afraid that Leng Wanshan wouldn't hear, so he shouted loudly.
Afterwards, he endured his weak body and hurriedly took a few steps forward. He grabbed Leng Wanshan's hand and touched the tiger skin blanket on Leng Wanshan's legs. His eyes were red: "General Leng has retired for ten years. Do you know that during these ten years?" , I, Dahua, have suffered so much humiliation."
Leng Wanshan felt sad in his heart: "Your Majesty, I am paralyzed...I am powerless..."
The old emperor and Leng Wanshan have worked together and cooperated for more than 20 years.
When the old emperor was in glory, it was thanks to Leng Wanshan that he traveled across the sea and eradicated enemy invaders.
When Leng Wanshan was invincible, it was also thanks to the old emperor's supreme trust.
This pair of monarch and minister supported each other and staged a good story between monarch and minister.
Only later, tragedy happened.
Leng Wanshan was paralyzed, and because of the pain of losing his son, he was discouraged and said goodbye to politics completely. He could not come out and see no one.
As for the old emperor, he suffered greatly because of the death of the prince, and he kept taking medicine in an attempt to create a successor.
Who would have thought that the more medicine you take, the worse your health will be.
The prince was not born, but he almost died.
This pairing of a king and his ministers amazes everyone when it opens, but ends bleakly when it ends.
Today, I have a lot of feelings about this meeting.
The old emperor held Leng Wanshan's hand tightly: "I have not seen General Leng for ten years. When we met today, I didn't expect that General Leng's hair had fallen out."
Leng Wanshan said: "The emperor was so heroic back then, but now he is in his twilight years."
The old emperor sighed: "We are all old."
Leng Wanshan also nodded sadly.
Because both of them suffered from the loss of a child.
The two share the same problem.
Yan Qi immediately said: "Your Majesty, General Leng, sorrow is a thing of the past. Look into the distance, there is still a future."
"future?"
Leng Wanshan looked at Leng Youxue in the distance and was in a good mood.
The old emperor was filled with hope when he remembered that he still had a grandson whom he had never met and was hiding somewhere.
"Yes, we still have a future."
"The future belongs to us."
The old emperor and Leng Wanshan held hands and laughed.
They are as happy as children.
