In fact, he didn't have the guts to come to the door at all.

Li Zicheng was tortured half to death, and he personally came to the door to explain what he did, explaining why he had destroyed him?

Isn't that self-inflicted?

The palace master said lightly: "Don't go, do you know the story of Yuan Chongluan of the Eighth Army of the Southern Xinjiang Army?"

Ram Qing was stunned, he was a member of the public gate, and he was really not very interested in the affairs of the military palace, so he didn't know much about it.

"The palace wants to tell me a story?" said the ram Qingfu with a smile.

He was clearly not interested in the so-called story.

The palace master picked up the brush and wrote three words on the paper - Yuan Chongluan.

"One day, Xia Qingchen led the Yunlan battle group through Yuan Chongluan's territory and specially ordered a female soldier to report military intelligence, but this General Yuan fell in love with the female soldier and suddenly became intrigued. ”

Ram Qing listened disappreciably, trivial things, what is there to hear.

The female soldier had a strong temperament, and refused General Yuan with the threat of self-killing, but General Yuan had no choice but to give up, and then wounded the female soldier and threw her down the mountain. ”

Hearing this, Ram Qing said indifferently: "Those old men in the army are like this, nothing unusual." ”

I really don't understand, this is also a story?

The palace master put down his pen and said lightly: "Do you know what happened later?"

And later?

Ram Qing took it for granted and said: "Xia Qingchen is very angry and scolds Yuan Chongluan?"

But that's about it.

Yuan Chongluan is a general with a small moon position, what can Xia Qingchen do with the other party?

"Later......" The palace master said with a deep look in his eyes: "He led his troops to capture Yuan Chongluan's territory and executed him on the spot." ”

Ram Qing, who was leaning on the back of the chair, suddenly sat up straight and was taken aback: "Just because the female soldier was injured, you killed a general?"

Female soldiers, generals, the difference between the two is 108,000 miles!

Xia Qingchen is too short, right?

"In addition, tens of thousands of people were killed and wounded in the Eighth Army. The palace master added.

Ram Qing's face was a little ugly, and his heart was drumming.

A female soldier still caused Xia Qingchen to be furious, he tortured the palace master of the Spirit Palace to death, what would happen to Xia Qingchen?

The palace master said: "So, according to my instructions, come to the door as soon as possible to explain." ”

Ram Qing was worried, and nodded in reluctance: "Oh, oh, good." ”

The palace master glanced at his face silently, and said with deep meaning: "You didn't hide anything from me, did you?"

Ram Qing hurriedly came back to his senses and said, "Of course not!"

He got up uneasily in his heart: "Don't disturb the palace master, my subordinates will leave." ”

Inside, he held a deep fluke.

This place is Liangzhou City at the foot of the Son of Heaven, not the land of Saibei, Xia Qingchen shouldn't dare to be so presumptuous, right?

The voice is falling.

Suddenly, a purple light rose into the sky, illuminating the sky endlessly.

In the study, the purple shimmer through the white paper also penetrates, reflecting the room slightly purple.

Ram Qing looked up and said in surprise: "This is an urgent summoning signal from the military palace, right?

Isn't it usually on a battlefield where there is a fight, or when there is a drill in a military camp on the outskirts?

"Besides, it's a purple signal, which team is this?" the ram muttered.

The palace master's face looked extremely worried under the purple light, and he said slowly: "It's the summoning signal of the Purple Character Heavenly Troupe!"

There is only one person who can fire the summoning order!

Xia Qingchen!

Ram Qing's heart jumped suddenly, and he felt a strong sense of foreboding, and said, "Why did he launch an emergency summons in the city?"

The palace master said in a deep voice: "There should be a big event, so big that he does not hesitate to use force." ”

Ram Qing's heart was beating wildly.

Only he understood why Xia Qingchen summoned the Purple Character Heavenly Group.

The luck in his heart is being shattered little by little: "The Purple Character Heavenly Group has been disbanded, so it shouldn't be able to summon people, right?"

The palace master pondered: "It's hard to say! Xia Qingchen's battle record, although he was suppressed by King Liang, most people in the world don't know about it, but which soldier in the military palace doesn't know that he is the real Peerless God of War?"

"He is a flag in the hearts of all soldiers in the cool realm, and now that he has returned, he has commanded the old department, and he may not be unanswered. ”

Ram Qing's heart was cold, and his palms were full of beads of sweat.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" said the palace master.

Ram Qingqiang calmed down: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just a little surprised why Xia Qingchen made a big move." ”

The palace master nodded and said curiously: "I'm also strange! Xia Qingchen should understand that the gathering of the old department in the city is quite a sensitive matter. ”

If it is passed into the ears of King Liang, it is easy to be suspicious of King Liang, whether he has the heart of rebellion.

"But what could have caused him to be so angry?" muttered the palace master.

Ram Qing's heart continued to sink, and he hurriedly said: "The subordinates will retire first." ”

The palace master stared at the purple light that had not dissipated for a long time, and for some reason, there was an inexplicable worry.

Garrison Corps, due north military district.

A soldier who was sleeping soundly in his tent was suddenly woken up by a tap on the shoulder.

"Old Zhao?" The latter rubbed his confused eyes: "In the middle of the night, why don't you sleep and call me?"

The soldier named Lao Zhao silently pointed to the purple light outside the camp tent that lingered in the sky.

When the latter looked at it, he was awake and excited: "The Purple Character Heavenly Troupe urgently summoned us?"

The soldier named Lao Zhao looked solemnly at the outside of the camp tent, with a complicated expression under the purple light.

"But...... The Purple Character Heavenly Regiment has been disbanded, and I am now a soldier commander under the command of the Snowbird Heavenly Regiment, I ...... Should I answer the call?" the latter hesitated.

Military regulations are like a mountain, and he has changed his identity, according to military regulations, he must not be called again.

Lao Zhao looked deeply out of the sky, and said hoarsely: "Lord Xia sacrificed his life for the country, not only did he not get good results, but he was also robbed of all honors, and even the Purple Character Heavenly Group under his command was disbanded. ”

"King Liang is ruthless, I can't be unrighteous and make him chill. ”

The latter was deeply touched, indeed, King Liang could make Xia Qingchen cold, but they couldn't, they were soldiers cultivated by Xia Qingchen.

Glancing at his sleeping new companions, the latter quietly got up and came out of the tent.

A similar scene was staged in major military regions.

In a tent in one of the Northwest Military Districts.

Mercy Star leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

A burst of purple light flashed, his starry eyes suddenly opened, and his pretty face showed a smile: "It's finally back!"

She got up and left the tent.

Only a military palace token printed with the words "Zhang Lianxing" was left.

In another camp, the hatred lying in a pile of also opened his eyes vigilantly.

His dog's eyes lit up, and he grinned: "The broken barracks are finally enough!"

In the dead of night, the quiet city of Liangzhou was also disrupted by the sound of footsteps one after another.

Residents who had slept lightly woke up from their dreams and went out of their windows to look at the scattered soldiers who sometimes ran through the streets.

In the streets and alleys, all the soldiers headed towards the central square.

There, there is a two-storey attic.

On the second floor, in the shadow of a lonely fire, a heroic young man in white was drinking alone in the air. (There is also a watch, 5 p.m.)

(End of chapter)