C18 How many of them would return?

He saw a group of people with disheveled clothes outside, moving in a neat and orderly manner, practicing something. It looked like they had just been reorganized through a massacre, and it also looked like a group of ordinary citizens were in the middle of training.

Some of the swords and sabers still had blood on them, but none of them even glanced at them because they disdained it. The commoners outside the gate watched their training in a daze, and more and more people joined the ranks of the onlookers.

After Chu Fanliang returned to the northern border, he picked them out from the tens of thousands of soldiers. They were all soldiers that had experienced true slaughter and were forged with blood on the battlefield.

Seeing that Chu Fanliang and his wife had returned, the old man from Lord Suo wanted to take his leave. When he walked out of the Wind Listening Pavilion, his face immediately turned pale white.

None of the guards he had brought with him had remained. In front of him was a vast array of soldiers, each one holding a shining saber in their hands. They all stood majestically on the street of the Listening Wind Pavilion.

"Lord Suo, what do you think?" At this time, Chu Fanliang who had just entered earlier walked out once again, and spoke to Lord Suo with a calm expression.

After all, that Lord Suo was a veteran who had roamed the battlefield for dozens of years. Looking at Chu Fanliang's deep gaze and calm face, even though there were questions in his eyes, he did not open his mouth to ask.

"Lord Suo, there seemed to be someone who wanted to rush in, but for some reason, that person stopped right in front of the door. Heh!" Chu Fanliang said that it was' the heavens are merciful '. He did whatever he wanted to do, whatever he wanted to say or do.

"This old man will be leaving first!" With that said, the Lord Suo walked around the army and headed out. Just then, Chu Fanliang's voice came out.

"Lord Suo, why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Two people came out from the army and blocked Lord Suo's path, then Chu Fanliang said, "Let him go." Afterwards, the two of them returned to their previous position.

Chu Fanliang muttered to himself as he watched Lord Suo's leaving figure. This old man really went back by himself. Hehe, go back, I'll scare him to death! "

Three months ago, they very rarely saw the main branch of the Suo Family. Although the Lord Suo called them important, it did not escape the eyes of Chu Fanliang's subordinate forces. He thought that the people they moved to Tianwei were fine, but in reality, they had already died in the river and fed the eels. Recently, he had been mobilizing the surrounding troops. Anyone who wasn't stupid would be able to see through his intentions. However, he didn't expect that he still had two more things to prepare. This was just one of them.

The other step was for the same purpose as the five hundred imperial guards from before, as long as they could distract the people in the northern border. However, the Suo Family did not expect that such a meticulous plan would be leaked, because Lin Qing was one of his men! No matter how scheming he was, it was impossible to block all the spies inside.

The banquet in the Wind Listening Pavilion continued. Outside of the pavilion, a banquet was being held. Many soldiers were enjoying the banquet. They did not return home until they were drunk.

This situation was also something that Chu Zhi had meticulously planned out, because he knew that they would soon have a huge battle to fight. Right now, the brothers by his side could probably fall in a few days, and even he himself would also die on the battlefield like them.

For the last time ever before they relaxed from anxiety, Chu Zhi chose to comfort them in this way. They might not be able to come back in the future, and they might not be able to eat this kind of food again.

"Lord Grim, how many players do you think will return from the battle?" Chu Fanliang unconsciously recited this ancient poem that was far from his previous life. But the reader has no heart, and the listener has his heart.

Chu Fanliang called out softly, but someone still heard him, "What a few people! Come, Young Master Chu, let's drink!" Chu Fanliang was accompanying the army outside the Wind Listening Pavilion. He was shuttling back and forth, smiling whenever he saw someone, patting his shoulder. Even if he wasn't drunk, he had to pretend.

Although it appeared that they were under Chu Fanliang's jurisdiction, in reality, they were still training under Chu Zhi's control. Who in the north didn't know the young lord of General Chu? Which soldier didn't know that he was the commander's son?

Today, in the entire northern border, several hundred thousand troops were frantically eating and drinking. They were taking advantage of the fact that their general was taking in their adopted daughter, but there were some who knew that this was the final act of madness.

However, Chu Fanliang disagreed. He had the overall situation in his grasp, and the real situation was something that he knew even more than his father, Chu Zhi. Many people in the Northern Frontier did not think so. However, no one was willing to give up this land that they had protected for decades!

Some of the people in the surrounding countries ranged from the royal family members to the bandit leaders. After hearing that Chu Zhi, Marshal Chu, was going to take in his adopted daughter, there were many people who locked themselves up or took the opportunity to drink to their heart's content …

Returning home, Lord Suo saw the majestic stone lion falling in front of the main door, the two big words Suo Mansion door plaque tilted, the main door was closed, with a "pu pu" sound, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and he fell to the ground!

When the two following him saw that he had fallen to the ground, they tried to help him up, but when they tried to help him up, Lord Suo was like a pile of soft mud that couldn't stand up straight anymore. Only then did he realize that the Lord Suo was dead in his heart.

The two people behind him originally came to retrieve his corpse, but they didn't think that he would die so quickly and without the need for the two of them to do anything. Chu Fanliang had instructed them to bury him properly, so the two of them did not hesitate, they picked up the corpses and found a few people to arrange for a burial.

In the feuds and grudges between dynasties, there was always a loser and a winner. If there was a loser and a loser, there would always be a loser and a loser. If everyone was dead, why make it so difficult for the corpses? Chu Zhi's sole purpose was to bury him deeply. After all, a person had been living in glory for a lifetime. Even if they died, they would still have a glorious life. Thus, he decided to settle all their grudges, whether they were right or wrong, whether they won or lost.

"Yun Yan, how are you feeling today? Now, you are no longer called Lin Yunyan, but Chu Yunyan. " Chu Fanliang sat in the small courtyard and joked with Lin Yunyan.

"Yes!" Lin Yunyan nodded, and did not say anything else. Just wait patiently. I'll marry you after the matter with Heaven's Might has been resolved! "

"Yes!" Lin Yunyan acknowledged it again and nodded!

"Yunyan, let me say a few words. It looks like you've been like this all this time, what's wrong?" Chu Fanliang's tone was a little hurried, and a little bit angry.

"Hey!" Lin Yunyan's eyes revealed a helpless look. Chu Fanliang finally understood that she was actually thinking about his own identity.