The soldiers of the Northern Army under the city were in a commotion, He Lan was proud in his heart, and raised his voice, "The old general of Wutieya has been loyal to the country all his life, and the three major generals have also sacrificed their lives for the country, causing the old general to send the white-haired man to the black-haired man." Although he is not ashamed of Emperor Jianlong's jealousy of his talents, he admires the Wu family and the brothers of Jin Wuwei. Without you fighting with your blood and bones, how could I have the peace of my Great Zhou! ”

There are many people in Jin Wuwei who are dissatisfied with Emperor Jianlong, and He Lan's words immediately resonated with many people.

He Lan and Wu Yu stood side by side, "Wu Yu is the grandson of General Wu Lao, and the only son of Major General Wu Zhengping, who sacrificed his life for the country at the age of twenty-two!" He Lan asked the soldiers of Jinwuwei under the city, Wu Yu joined Jinwuwei four years ago, but he was greedy for life and afraid of death, and he lost face for the Wu family once? ”

Wu Qian looked at Wu Yu on the stage with teary eyes, and choked up, "When Wu Yu first joined Jinwuwei, the soldiers looked down on him, and sarcasm and school humiliation were commonplace. The last general watched coldly and laughed. After the old general left, the marshal asked the black guard commander to protect the black feather, and we were unhappy, and we became even more angry......"

"Marshal, why is this, why do you want to hide the identity of the black feather? I'm ashamed of the old general, the young general, and the black feather. The veteran Wu Qi couldn't cry.

Wu Huan was silent, his body was as stiff as iron, and his gaze looking up at He Lan was like a knife. The third master only looked at Wu Yu quietly, ignoring others.

He Lan continued to be impassioned, "If it weren't for the absurd dream of Jianlong Emperor Chai Yongzheng, Wu Yu, as a descendant of the Wu family, why would he fall into the palace as a plaything and never touch a gun until he was sixteen years old? Five years ago, when he learned of his life experience, he escaped from the palace and went to Jixian County, where he practiced martial arts for half a year, and won the martial arts list in one fell swoop! What a talent is that? ”

"If Wu Yu and Marshal Wu grew up under the personal education of the old general Wu, now they must be like Marshal Wu, a young hero who resounded throughout the Great Zhou!"

He Lan raised his voice again, with pathos and hoarseness, "His father Wu Zhengping sacrificed his life for the country at the age of twenty-two, and the father of Marshal Wu, Major General Wu Zhengtian, died on the battlefield at the age of twenty, and the third uncle of the two, the youngest son of General Wu, Wu Zhengxia, was shrouded in horse leather at the age of eighteen!" If it weren't for the thief Chai Yongzheng who was afraid of the Wu family's high merit and set up a poison plan, how could such a well-known figure as the three brothers of the Wu family die in battle, and how could the old general Wu vomit blood and heartache and seal the door for 16 years? Brothers of Jin Wuwei under the city, how many of you died in that battle? ”

The bloody battle sixteen years ago was the death of the right Jin Wuwei, and when it was mentioned, it devoured flesh and scraped bones, which made the Jin Wuwei soldiers feel painful.

Listen to Jin Wuwei's creation. Even Wu Huan listened to his words, and he was a little uneasy. ”

The third master was still silent, and when he saw Wu Yu looking at him, he pointed his hand back. Wu Yu followed the direction pointed by the third brother and saw Zhizhen riding behind him and pretending to be a lieutenant, and nodded slightly.

"Sixteen years later, the Huns re-invaded the border of my Great Zhou, Chai Yongzheng had no generals available, and knocked on the door of General Wulao's mansion, so that General Wulao's blood-melting was sprinkled in the Black Mountain Pass, when Marshal Wuhuan helped the coffin to return to Ji County, the father of Ji County went out of the city for ten miles to tear sacrifices, crying and mourning!"

When He Lan said this, the topic changed and returned to Wu Yu, "Wu Yu, another grandson of General Wu Lao, can't send General Wu on his last journey because of his identity. Stay alone in Mobei and cry against the cold wind! If it weren't for Chai Yongzheng, how could Wu Yu have a home?! ”

The iron-clad Jinwu guards were all moved.

"This young hero, stationed in Mobei for four years, fought with the Huns dozens of times, was scarred, and finally fell into the hands of the Huns. If it weren't for He Lan's respect for him as a hero and his rescue from the Huns, the current black feather would be a dry bone! He Lan raised his arms and shouted, "Jin Wuwei's soldiers, are rebellious ministers and thieves like Chai Yongzheng and his son worthy of your loyalty, and should a young hero like Wu Yu die?" ”

"No!" The soldiers above and below the city shouted in unison.

He Lan was very satisfied, "So ......"

"So," Wu Yu spoke, "He Lan, you untie the rope of the little master and let the little master return to battle!" ”

"That's it!" Jin Wuwei shouted casually, "Release people, release people!" ”

He Lan raised his hand to stop everyone's cries, and said bitterly, "The prime minister left Wu Yu because he didn't want him to be deceived by Chai Yongzheng's son, Xining Emperor Chai Yanyi, and tricked into the capital to be killed!" Wu Yu, Marshal Wu, Jin Wuwei's brothers, can't you still see the tricks and viciousness of Emperor Jianlong's father and son? Do you still want to shed your blood for this usurping thief?! ”

"My lord Yuantong is the son of the Qing king who was framed to death by the thief emperor Chai Yongzheng, he grew up in the temple since he was a child, and he has compassion and universal sentient beings. He is the true dragon son of the Great Zhou, and he is the long live of all the soldiers who deserve to be entrusted with their lives! ”

"He Lan, your bend is really big enough." After Wu Yu finished destroying He Lan, he accumulated the strength of his whole body and roared, "He Lan, since you said that Yuantong is the true dragon emperor, then pull him out and show it to everyone, see if he is enough to let us all die!" ”

Big brother's words are so good!

Wuhuan raised his gun, "My eldest brother is right, ask Yuantong to come out and see him!" ”

"That's it, let him come out, let Yuantong come out, let the little monk come out!" The generals shouted after the marshal.

Of course He Lan refused, "My lord is the true dragon emperor, in fact, you can see it if you want to!" ”

"Master." The third master called and pulled the horse out of the way.

"Amitabha-" Zhizhen behind the third master recited the Buddha's name, took off his battle helmet, revealed his reflective head, and put his palms together, "Zhizhen, the presiding officer of the Qing Temple in Nanshan Mountain, is here, if my disciple Yuantong is really in the city, I will bother the Lord He to let him come out to see him." ”

Zhizhen's loud voice with the voice of Buddha resounded through the three armies.

Du Tong also took off his battle helmet to reveal his bare head with a ring scar, and recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, my junior brother Yuantong was raised by my master's father, if Yuantong is really in the city, I will see each other when I learn that my master is here." He congratulated the donor. ”

With this sound, Du Tong retreated He Lan to the edge of the cliff. If he doesn't let "Yuantong" come out to meet Zhizhen, he doesn't respect his teacher. How can a little monk who does not respect his teachers convince the three armies?!

On the top of the tower of Dongcheng, Jin Buchang looked at his son under the city, and the old tears flowed, "Listen to my son in the south, my father has been humiliated in the Xiongnu all these years, and the reason why he survives is to be able to return to the Great Zhou." Tingnan, your grandmother is still alive? ”

Jin Tingnan cried, "My son is not filial, my grandmother thought that you had died on the battlefield, and she was sad and sick for half a year. Her mother also followed her grandmother. ”

"Ahh