North of Wu

In the territory of Tan

Tens of thousands of troops gathered here. The leader was wearing golden armor, with a waist and a dragon belt. He pressed his sword in his hand, staring at the front with bright eyes, his beard fell like a needle, riding a black and purple war horse, stepping on purple cloud boots, and rows of generals followed by, all with tiger-backed and bear-waisted waists. The soldiers below were all wearing black armor, fighting below with a plain expression, waiting for the soldiers leading to issue orders. This person was Yang Jian.

"Young Master! Do you want to send troops..." Another person stood behind Yang Guang, pressing the sword in his hand, carrying a big knife behind his back, and looking at Yang Jian calmly.

Yang Guang pressed the weapon in his hand, stared at the front with his eyes apart, his mouth slightly raised, revealing a wolfish gaze. After a while, Yang Jian turned his head and looked at Gou behind him, and smiled and said, "General Gou doesn't know what you think!"

"General Dog...Puff..."

The military generals behind could not help but. They were all generals from Tan State. Looking at Gou who surrendered to him, there was a lot of sarcasm. In addition, Gou believed in Gou, and Gou's homophonic was dog. This was natural. Soldiers liked to call Gou General Gou to ridicule Gou, and Gou could only endure it. People had to bow their heads under the eaves.

"The last one is here!" Gou gritted his teeth and stood up, his eyes looking awkward, and his ears turned red.

When Yang Guang heard this, he browsed and looked back at the soldiers behind him, and snorted coldly: "Who laughs out loud! Stand out!"

In fact, Yang Guang also felt it interesting, but just now he glanced over the hands of the soldiers behind Gou holding the weapons, holding them tightly, and stared at the general behind gritting his teeth. Obviously, they were very angry here, and Gou could still tolerate it, but the eyes of the soldiers behind could not deceive him. If he didn't deal with it, it would be a long time before he would be in chaos again.

Gou also looked at Yang Jian in surprise. For some reason, he felt that the 18-year-old boy in front of him was not as simple as his appearance, but instead had a faint sense of kingly aura.

"Come out!" Yang Guang pulled out the sword in his hand and hung it on the ground. The tiger's eyes turned around and looked at the general behind him, with a serious look that he didn't seem to be joking.

"It's a young general!" A side leader stood up from behind, holding a spear in his hand, and looked at Yang Guang with confusion. He really didn't understand what he had done wrong and wanted to get so much fire.

Yang Guang got off the horse and came to him, looking down at him, staring at his eyes tightly: "Tell me what you are laughing at!"

"I laugh at General Gou! His name is so distinctive!" The young general was not shy about it, and he looked like a generous person.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" The soldiers behind him even started to coax. Suddenly, the entire army was noisy, only the soldiers behind Gou remained silent.

"Rareless! The surname is established by the ancestors. This is what his ancestors exchanged for their blood and sweat. It is something that needs to be defended and protected with their lives. The same is true for your surname. While you mock others, have you ever thought about your surname?" Yang Jian looked at the soldiers behind and said with a serious expression.

"This..." Then the general was ashamed of being said, his eyes wandering around him, not knowing what he should do.

Yang Guang put away the sword inserted on the ground, turned around and looked at the general, and snorted coldly: "Kowtow and admit your mistake!"

"I! I admit my mistake to him as a surrendered general!" The major general was obviously a little dissatisfied. Why? This guy is not worthy.

Yang Guang had just put away his sword, pulled it out again, and snorted coldly: "Did he be afraid of the war when his country was fighting against the enemy, or did he surrender to the enemy when his country was fighting against others. Do they have them?"

"Do!" The sword in Yang Guang's hand hit the ground, splashing large pieces of sand.

"But he is from Lu State..." Then the general was still dissatisfied and raised his head and stared at Yang Jian.

"I don't care what they did before, but now he is a soldier in our country. The weapons you hold are facing the enemy's chest, not your brother! We don't care what he did before. No matter what they used to kill, set fire, or bandits who do evil, but now they are my soldiers, my generals, no one can, including me!" Yang Guang stood up with the sword in his hand, his whole aura was natural, and a king's domineering aura appeared, and he was extremely mighty.

"Young Master" Gou has been full of anger in recent years, so he could only hold back. He had no other choice, but in Yang Guang's words, he felt the warmth that he hadn't felt for a long time.

"My memory! Please be loyal to Tan State to death!"

"We swear to be loyal to death..."

The sound behind was like a rush of mountains and rivers, and the general in front was at a loss and didn't know what he should do.

Yang Guang pressed the sword in his hand and looked at him with his tiger eyes: "Apology!"

Then the general was helpless and turned around and said unwillingly to Gou Buqing: "I'm sorry!"

Gou Dao said nothing, but bowed to him and looked at Yang Jian.

Yang Guangda didn't care, and held the sword in his hand and snorted coldly: "Kill!"

"kill!"

Tens of thousands of troops gathered together and rushed towards the opposite side, obviously intending to pick up the enemy's city.

Gou found an opportunity to come behind Yang Jian, handed the kettle in his hand to Yang Jian, and then said, "Today's business! Thank you, Young Master!"

Yang Guang touched his beard and glanced at the talented Gou: "It's okay! You don't have to be polite!"

"But I'm sorry! The young master will inevitably arouse the general's suspicion!" Gou said with a worried look on his face.

Yang Guang stretched out his sleeves, touched his beard carefully, and sighed: "You and I don't have to say anything about this matter, but you and I don't have to say anything about it. If you know what I'm saying!"

"Young Master is too hasty to take that position!" He looked at Yang Jian with some thoughts, and from time to time he picked up the steamed bun in his arms and started to chew it.

Yang Guang casually glanced at Gou's steamed bun, grabbed it, divided it into two and handed it to Gou's hand, squinted his eyes and smiled, "If you have something to eat, you will have something to you, you will be in danger of wealth and honor!"

Gou glanced at Yang Guang who was squinting his eyes, opened his eyes and saw that there was half a steamed bun in his hand, and smiled and said, "This is mine!"

"Hahahahahahaha!" Yang Guang couldn't help laughing when he saw it. Gou was indeed not wrong.
Chapter completed!