"We cannot let them stay here, but even for the sake of raising military funds, such a long time must have already cost a lot, right? Military weapons and luxurious items, whether General Zhang was aware of this or not, this is ultimately an issue left behind by the Divine Martial Mansion, and I have the responsibility to handle it."
Thinking of Zhang Duo who died fighting bravely, Hong Luoyu thought for a moment and comforted:
"You don't really need to take it too hard."
"I think that kind of result must have been what he had dreamt of for over twenty years."
"Ah... Yes, but I don't feel difficult to let go, Master."
Wang Anfeng closed his eyes and said softly:
"There is a saying in Great Qin, it goes 'sing a long song to mourn'. "
"I originally disliked that saying, because no matter how one pretends to be bold, suffering is still suffering, sadness is still sadness, 'singing a long song to mourn' is still mourning, it is just the living's forced indifference, I would rather cry out loud."
"But now, I'm gradually starting to understand it."
"Since they have made their choice, be it good or bad, it is ultimately their choice, only they can make it, the living only need to try their best to bless and then see them off."
"After all, these matters are like drinking water, knowing its warmth or coldness."
"I also know that dying in such a way is the best and most satisfying end for General Zhang."
"Everyone fears death and yearns for life."
"But who can really know whether death is insignificant in their eyes? After all, there are many things in this world far more important than life and death."
Hong Luoyu looked at his disciple with closed eyes, or maybe too familiar, he suddenly realized that the young man's brows had completely matured, features delicate, peaceful and calm, no longer like when he first saw him.
Back then, he could still see restraint and tension, as if the body beneath the clothes was tightly stretched.
Young calves are not afraid of tigers, but is it bravery or ignorance?
After all, five or six years have passed, time really flies.
Hong Luoyu's expression softened, thinking of many things.
Wang Anfeng said softly:
"After all, I'm just curious."
"What did they go through in that era, to leave such traces." Follow current novels on novel·fire.net
"Intense enough, long enough, even abandoning former principles, even if only one remains, it will forever stay in the heart, huh..."
Wang Anfeng shook his head and stood up.
Hong Luoyu raised an eyebrow, still his usual casual and lazy demeanor:
"So, you said a lot, what exactly are you planning to do to traverse the Royal City and Xiongnu's territory? Find the Khan King's hidden place, with your current state, disguising is useless without cattle, sheep, and tents."
"Appearances can change, but whether one lives by herding, those guys can tell at a glance."
Wang Anfeng smiled and said:
"As for this, Master, I already have an idea."
"Should we say it's 'good intentions bring rewards'? Or 'plant a tree unintentionally'?"
In the sky, the clear cry of an eagle.
A majestic Flying Eagle folded its wings, like an arrow shot from the sky, piercing through layers of clouds, then flapped its wings, slowed down, and landed on the raised arm of a tall youth. That arm was wrapped in thick leather, clearly a skilled eagle trainer.
The youth smiled and then raised his eyes to look at the ever-more expansive grasslands to the north.
Behind him, from the direction of the Kingdom of Che Shi, there were dozens of hardy hunters with hunting bows and trained hunting eagles, accompanied by hunting dogs and vast herds of sheep, following their leader and gazing at the Northern Lands.
Then, accompanied by the whistling sound, nearly a hundred hunting eagles soared into the sky, circling above.
Like clouds in the sky spreading to the grasslands.
Flocks of sheep accompanied by hunters began to slowly move.
PS: Today's update is delivered... continuing the next story.
Then, after arranging the outline yesterday, I found there's still at least about 1.2 million words left
I plan for March, even if it's completed at the end of March, with 400,000 words per month? More than 10,000 daily?
Probably won't be finished until June...
Thanks to reader 20170321195518984 for the generous reward