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The arrival of powerful aids such as Tang En, Lina, and the Tiger Roaring Legion's tokens, documents, etc., as if the pie fell from the sky, undoubtedly brought great surprises to Joshia. What followed was naturally the busyness that arose.

The fighter plane was fleeting, and a few greetings were exchanged, and the thin monkey hurried out of the city with the token document. Joshia led Lena, David and others to settle down, and arranged new identities for the few people, probably secret agencies and other personnel, and introduced them to the senior executives of the Gray Clothing Army here. As for Tang En...

Behind the city lord's mansion, Tang En, led by the middle-aged officer who had previously been circulated, walked through several corridors and came to a tightly guarded separate compartment.

Soft carpet, exquisite wall lights, and expensive thick red-brown wooden doors. Tang En roughly glanced and knew that this should be the place where people of the previous city lord level rested during their work. Or, it was a secret place for in-depth research on the great career of creating people with assistants and subordinates...

Of course, now that the place is occupied by the gray-clothed army, there are naturally no messy things. However, what has not changed is that the person who lives here now is also a big man! A big man who plays an important role in the gray-clothed army!

This can be seen from the energetic spirits guarding around, you can tell at a glance that they are elite guard brigades of veterans of hundreds of wars.

The atmosphere here is a bit cold and depressing. It is closer. The entire corridor is like an ice cellar, cold and gloomy. The middle-aged officer stepped forward and whispered to a guard. The latter glanced at Tang En, nodded, and reached out to gently push open the wooden door behind.

"The Marshal just ate some food and hasn't fallen asleep yet, you can go in... However, the doctor told me to rest more, so you'd better come out sooner." Of course, the guard knew the middle-aged officer, and should also know that this meeting was the meaning of the leader Joshia, but the words were still cold, and it seemed that he was not very willing to be Tang En's visit.

Tang En was not angry when he heard this. He nodded to the guard, took a breath and walked into the room.

As soon as he came in, before he could look at the luxurious interior of the house, the strong smell of medicine came to his nose. Tang En frowned slightly, and his eyes turned to the wide bed against the wall on the left, looking at the thin body half leaning against the head of the bed.

It was an old man with white hair. His eyes were slightly closed, and his face covered with old-fashioned spots was gray. He was obviously seriously ill or seriously injured, and his breath was dying. However, even so, from the seemingly weak and lying downward posture, which was straightened with strength, you could still feel a strong and powerful momentum without anger.

Frey's identity is a quasi-marshal. But now outsiders call General Frey. Among the gray-clothed army today, there is only one person who can be called a marshal, that is, the old Marshal Oumeng!

This general of the former regular army, after being brought to the Gray-Clothed Army by Luosha, has always held the power in the army. For decades, he led the weak Gray-Clothed Army soldiers to travel around and fight thousands of miles. His status and meritoriousness are in the Gray-Clothed Army. Except for Luosha, he does not think of a second person at all!

It’s just a pity... Since ancient times, famous generals are like beauties, and they are not allowed to see white hair on earth.

Looking at the old Marshal Oumeng who was laughing heroically and burly in his impression, now lying weakly like a piece of dry tree, Tang En couldn't help but shake his head sadly, his eyes drooping slightly, and he was secretly sad.

It's just a year, and there are a few left of those old men in the gray-clothed army in the past...

It seemed that he had noticed something. Ou Meng, who was lying down, frowned slightly, slowly spread his drooping eyelids, and the old eyes were muddy. When he looked at Tang En, he looked at him at first, then he suddenly realized, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he laughed softly: "Haha, you kid is finally here."

Tang En also chuckled lightly when he heard this, without any surprise. He stepped forward and came to the bedside, bowed and bowed: "Sorry, Old Marshal, I'm late."

Of course there is no problem with Tang En's disguise, but with Oumeng's current physical condition, there are naturally not many people visiting him. This is not a loner, but what Oumeng needs most now is to rest quietly. In addition, the war is now in the process, and there are fewer military people, so there are certainly fewer people coming here to visit. Now that Tang En's extremely strange face has appeared, Oumeng's ability to guess his identity is expected.

"No, you are here at the right time... cough cough..." Waving his hand slightly, Oumeng straightened his body, as if he wanted to sit higher and more comfortable. But as soon as he moved, the old man's body trembled and he coughed repeatedly. Seeing this, Tang En hurriedly stepped forward to support him and gently patted Oumeng's thin back to help him calm down.

"Huh... it's okay. It's useless to be old. In the past, even if I was stabbed into a hole, I could get it back if I drank two cans of wine... Oh, forget it, it's okay if I don't say it." Shaking my head, my white hair was as white as dry grass, Oumeng laughed at himself, "I always mention the past. It seems that I really want to meet those old brothers."

Tang En shook his head seriously: "What is the old marshal saying? With your physique, you only need to rest for a while and you can still be a rich man who can carry a dog and a bird."

This is not all comforting words. Although the disease comes like a mountain and goes like a thread to get rid of it. But the main reason why Oumeng becomes this way is because the environment deep in the 100,000 mountains is harsh and the lack of effective drugs, so the injury will become worse and worse. Now that I have entered Bran City, there are all kinds of treatment methods and medicines. As long as the energy and spirit are not overwhelming, it is still possible to stabilize the condition and injury.

"Haha, I'm not used to this. After all, I've been on the horse for most of my life..." I laughed loudly. Oumeng didn't seem to care about his injuries. He mentioned it a little, so he didn't say more. Instead, he grabbed Tang En's palm and said solemnly, "I know a little about the situation of the gray-clothed army now. This is not fair to you. The matter of Chief Luosha cannot be blamed on you. Don't have any ideas."

"Don't worry, old marshal, I know what's going on." After patting Oumeng's cold back of his hand, Tang En nodded and said.

Tang En didn't care, but it was obvious that Oumeng didn't think so, so he waved his hand and continued, "Listen to me. Well, in the depths of the 100,000 mountains, Joshia and I discussed this matter. Although it was a bit tricky, it was not impossible to turn it around. With my reputation with Joshia in the gray army. Plus your ability, it is not difficult to let the gray army people know your role and significance, but these arrangements take time... We cannot let you take the blame for no reason, but the same sentence is still the same, this is unfair..."

As he talked in a nagging manner, Tang En nodded and listened without interrupting, but his expression was a little thoughtful.

Sure enough, after a moment, Ou Meng unconsciously grabbed Tang En's palm, with a little hesitant expression, "It's better if you don't care, you care... Please bear it a little. Haha, some words are very utilitarian, but now there is really nothing to do about it. This is also the reason why I, the old guy, survived until now..."

He paused. He looked up and met Tang En's gaze and said frankly, "Tang En, you must know the situation of the gray-clothed army. The decision to come out of the 100,000 mountains is a risky attempt, and success or failure is hard to say. But the biggest problem at the moment is Joshia's safety. I hope you can... be Zofan!"

Tang En nodded suddenly when he heard this, and understood that this was what Ou Meng really wanted to say after going around in circles.

Although he was ill in bed, Oumeng still had a clear mind. He knew very well what the fatal weakness of this gray-clothed army was. Once Joshia, the new leader, made a mistake, the gray-clothed army that had just crawled out of the abyss of despair, would collapse!

Zofan has passed away with Luosha. Now he can only hope for Tang En. The so-called being Zofan actually means being forever! Because, the implicit meaning here is to make Joshia the leader of the gray army!

This is why Oumong begged. He knew very well the relationship between Don En and Joshia, so it seemed that it was a natural thing to let Don En protect Joshia, but in fact, Don En, Joshia was not Zofan and Luosha after all. Not to mention tying Don En to the Grey Army forever in this chariot that may be subverted at all times is not considered too much. Just say whether Don En would be willing to let his lover, Joshia has always been the leader of the Grey Army, which is a big problem!

You should know that Zofan once had the idea of ​​letting Luosha leave the gray-clothed army and find a quiet and peaceful place to enjoy the world of two people, instead of always carrying the name of rebellion and running around in a mess with millions of people, living a life of dying and dying in peace!

Most people are selfish, especially when it comes to the safety of their beloved. Luosha can abandon his emotions and devote himself to the selflessness of the public, and Joshia can do this now. But in the long journey of life, Oumeng cannot ensure that Joshia will always be like this, let alone that Don En will be like this...

In short, as Oumeng just said, this is a very utilitarian requirement! It is also very selfish!

but,

Shaking his head, "I am not Big Brother Zofan, and Joshia is not the leader of Luosha..." As for Oumeng's sudden dim gaze, Tang En's mouth raised slightly and said lightly, "She is my Tang En's woman. So, I will protect her safety. I will satisfy her wishes... As for what will happen in the future, no one can tell me, I can only guarantee one - as long as she says, as long as I can!"

After a moment of pause, "And..." Looking at Oumeng's cracked mouth, he suddenly became energetic, Tang En shrugged, "After re-explaining his biggest thoughts in his heart, then he passed away with a smile. This kind of plot is too old-fashioned, like acting in a drama, I don't like it. So, you have to live, you must live, and then come and drink my wedding wine with Joshia!"

Suddenly laughed like thunder, "Haha... Don't worry, boy, with my physique, even if I have been stabbed into a hole, I will just take two cans of wine..."

...

moment.

"You always rest first, and I will come to see you when you have time."

"Haha... I'm not right! Get out of here, just have this kind of heart. If you have time, please spend more time with Qiao... your woman."

, for the old disrespect..., he waved his hand and greeted him, Tang En curled his lips and covered the wooden door, turned around, "What have you talked about? This is the first time I have seen the old marshal so happy recently." Joshia, who was still wearing heavy armor, stood in front of the door and raised her eyebrows and asked. The brigade guards on the side also looked at Tang En, looking surprised.

"Oh, nothing, just chatting casually. Eh..." Turning his head and thinking for a while, Tang En looked at Joshya with a curious look on his face and touched his nose, "I really want to know? OK, I'll say as I go."

"Yeah, you said." Joshia followed.

"Actually, it's nothing... When I went in, I saw the old marshal lying on the bed, listless. I asked him if he was drinking water, shaking his head, eating fruits, or shaking his head. In the end, I had to say...Why, find a girl for you? Tsk! The old marshal immediately became happy when he heard this, laughing so hard that he cried. He grabbed my hand tightly and said--help me up and try!"

After smacking his lips, Tang En spread his hands innocently, "Hey, this is the whole process." Hehe, you are always disrespectful, don't blame me for stabbing me in the back. Oh, when will the revenge be repaid?

"Uh..." Joshia suddenly paused, and Joshia opened her mouth into a cute O-shaped shape, staring blankly, and was stunned on the spot.

Immediately, the sound of metal hitting the ground suddenly rang out in a dense manner, echoing clearly in the corridor.

Tang En and Joshia subconsciously turned their heads and saw the group of elite soldiers with a cold temperament in front of the door, frozen in place like a sculpture, with a gloomy expression changing, disillusioned and collapsed. The palms that stretched forward trembled slightly, and there were bright spear weapons piled up beside their feet...
Chapter completed!