Several dark fire officers guarding the takeoff and landing ground looked at the group of people who got off the airship, and they were a little puzzled. An officer whispered: "Why do I always feel that there is something wrong with these people, can't they be from some high-ranking family?"
"Maybe it's an aristocratic family." Another person said.
A bearded officer spat and said, "How is it possible? No one from aristocratic families will come to our bird place at this time of year. We have to fight dead people every day in our place. How can those delicate gentlemen come to join in the fun? .Besides, everyone in the big family has their noses upturned, and they don’t even want to look at us. I don’t think these people look like them!”
The only major among the officers said: "What are you talking about! No matter who they are, they should do what they should do first. Even if they are members of the four elites, they have to follow the procedures."
Several officers agreed, and one of them said with a smile: "If you are from the Zhao Clan, you can relax a little bit. Otherwise, the eldest lady and the teacher will not look very good."
The major snorted, and said decisively: "No matter who it is, it will be treated equally. Besides, why did the people from the Zhao Clan come here? Stop talking nonsense and go to work! If you are lazy, I will let you stand here for another three months." post."
The officer was taken aback, and quickly waved his hands, "That's impossible! There will be no war for three months, but I'll be bored!"
The voices of the officers' bickering were not loud, but the people who got off the airship were all of good strength. They had heard these words in their ears, and the expressions on their faces could not help but become very strange. Only the old man remained calm.
The non-commissioned officer assigned by the major put away his idle appearance, called a few people, walked towards the airship, and started the routine registration check. This procedure is done meticulously, that is, no water is released, and there is no place for presumptuous overreach.
Seeing this, the old man nodded slightly, and said: "The soldiers are not bad."
The young man looked surprised, he knew that the old man rarely praised anyone. What's more, the family rules of the family are strict, in his eyes, these officers are full of ruffian, so they can't be regarded as good.
So within two days of Qianye's retreat, he was interrupted, saying that a distinguished guest had come to visit. This Uncle Yuyang is also the younger brother of Lord Yan, no matter from which point of view he is a distinguished guest. Moreover, the name of the Zhao Clan was used in the poster, which means that Uncle Yuyang at this moment represents the Zhao Clan.
It's just that before entering the living room, Qianye still didn't understand that Uncle Yuyang should have come for Zhao Yuying, even if Zhao Yuying went out temporarily, why did he insist on seeing him.
There was already a thin old man sitting upright in the room, with his eyes downcast, he didn't raise his eyes until Qianye entered the door, and took a look at Qianye. Just at this glance, Qianye felt like lightning flashed in front of his eyes, his whole body was shocked, and he lost consciousness immediately.
Qianye was taken aback, his body reacted naturally, the force of origin roared out like a raging wave, instantly shattering the force of origin that bound his body.
The astonishment in the old man's eyes flashed away, he nodded and said: "What a fierce and domineering skill, not bad."
Qianye was also shocked, the old man's strength was unfathomable, and he fixed himself on the spot with just one look. Although he broke free from the restraint in an instant, the original force was not lightly consumed by just this one blow, and if the two really fought, just such a moment of restraint could kill him several times.
In terms of combat power alone, the title of Earl Yuyang, who is at the rank of a nobleman, seems light.
"Soldier tactics?" The young man behind the old man blurted out with a look of surprise on his face.
Although he is young, his eyesight is not weak, and he can see the exercises performed by Qianye at a glance. However, Bingjue is a famous cannon fodder skill, so it is unstoppable under the generals, but at the level of warriors, especially the old people, it is almost unheard of to use Bingjue against each other, which makes young people especially surprise.
The old man was still sitting upright, looked Qianye up and down, and said, "It's really rare to be able to practice the art of war to this level. What's even more rare is the pure origin force, which is really rare."
Qianye slowly regained his strength, sat down opposite the old man, and said, "It's really an honor to be praised by Uncle Yuyang."
Uncle Yuyang nodded, called the young man to him, and introduced him, "This is Zhao Fenglei, the old man's nephew. This time, I will take him out to practice and see the world, so as not to just bury your head in cultivation at home and lose your knowledge. .”
Qianye's heart moved, and he remembered the information he had read, "Brother Fenglei, is he the grandson of Duke Yan?"
Uncle Yuyang said: "That's right, it's my elder brother's direct grandson."
Zhao Fenglei simply said a few polite words, and there was nothing wrong with his manner of speaking, but Qianye keenly felt a slight hostility from him, and even a vague murderous intent. This made Qianye a little confused, he could be sure that he had never met Zhao Fenglei, and he didn't know where he had offended him.
When Qianye was puzzled, Uncle Yuyang said again: "This old man is here to bring some words to the eldest lady of Duke You. In this bloody battle on the Iron Curtain, the scale of the empire's call for new elites from the family to participate in the battle is unprecedented. I, Zhao Clan Up and down also attach great importance to it. Yuying is the leader elected by the elders. She can stay in Heiliu City until now, and she obviously values you very much, so the old man was a little curious, so he insisted on seeing you, and he did not disappoint the old man. "
Qianye smiled, but did not answer. Regardless of age, combat power or title, Uncle Yuyang's demeanor of an elder is not too much.
Uncle Yuyang pondered for a while, and said again: "I hope you will do your best to assist Yuying in this battle and make more contributions. The old man may as well mention one more thing, the rewards of the empire this time are several times higher than before, and my Zhao Clan will set up another Rewards are even worse than imperial rewards. As long as the meritorious service is sufficient, even the esoteric-level exercises of Duke Yan's lineage are not impossible."
Zhao Fenglei was taken aback, and said, "This..."
Uncle Yuyang raised his hand, Zhao Fenglei immediately remained silent, obviously in awe of the old man.
Qianye pondered for a long time before saying, "Thanks to you, I will do my best."
Regardless of the empire or the family, the greater the reward, the greater the danger. According to Uncle Yuyang, the Zhao Clan should have invested quite a lot of force in this battle.
Although Qianye didn't quite understand why the Zhao Clan wanted to recruit a small mercenary commander like himself since the Zhao Clan had assembled such a force, but for this Iron Curtain, he had already decided on a strategy to deal with it. He has just established a little foundation, and his main priority is to protect himself, so why is he willing to sacrifice his life for the Zhao Clan for the reward.
No matter how good the esoteric-level exercises are, that is a matter of the future. Under the generals, the tactics of military attack are not weaker than any skills. However, Qianye's physical condition is special, so his journey as a warrior may not be an ordinary one.
Zhao Fenglei listened to it from the sidelines, and suddenly his expression was not hesitant. The evasion in Qianye's answer was very obvious. He wanted to say something, but he glanced at Uncle Yuyang again, but he still held back and didn't speak.
Uncle Yuyang remained calm, nodded and said: "In that case, I will take my leave."
Qianye got up to see the guests off, and just as he walked out of the building, a personal guard rushed over and said anxiously: "My lord! Miss Zhao is back and is seriously injured!"
Qianye was shocked: "Yuying is injured?! Where is it? Take me there!"
Uncle Yuyang was still at the side, and he, who was always indifferent to emotions, couldn't help showing surprise at this moment, and Zhao Fenglei's expression changed even more. Everyone followed the guards and rushed to Zhao Yuying's residence.
When Qianye rushed into the house, Zhao Yuying was not lying on the bed, but the situation was not necessarily better. She was sitting at the table with two medicine bottles in front of her. One of the bottles hadn't been opened yet. When she heard someone coming in, she withdrew her hand and raised her head.
There was not a trace of blood on Zhao Yuying's face, although she still looked indifferent, but Qianye's eyes were sharp, and she could see the slight trembling of the palms she put on her knees under the table at a glance.
With her tyrannical strength, but she couldn't control her fingers, one can imagine the seriousness of her injuries. Naturally, this little action couldn't be hidden from Uncle Yuyang's eyes, and the old man's expression suddenly became extremely ugly.
Zhao Yuying was startled when she saw Uncle Yuyang, "Sixth Uncle, why are you here?" Under the Iron Curtain, the stronger the more dangerous, Uncle Yuyang is an important figure in Duke Yan's lineage, so how come Will come here at this time to personally risk.
Before Uncle Yuyang could answer, Qianye asked anxiously, "How is the injury?"
Zhao Yuying shook her head and said, "It's okay, this little injury won't bother me...it won't bother me."
In front of Uncle Yuyang, Zhao Yuying also restrained herself a little, and put back her swearing. But she said that the injury was not a problem, but Qianye didn't believe it at all.
"Who did it?" Qianye asked with murderous intent.
"That guy Nangong Xiaofeng. Damn it, my mother was chasing and killing a blood viscount, but this guy made a surprise attack, and that's how he got it. But that brat didn't have a good time, and I was shot hard by my mother. His grandma's , I wasted my mother’s cannonball, that’s my entire net worth!”
Zhao Yuying was obviously furious, and the more she spoke, the more angry she became, and she no longer cared about being reserved, she spewed out foul language, with Uncle Yuyang's restraint, her face turned blue and white. Zhao Fenglei was even more stunned, even standing stiffly, obviously he had never seen this kind of battle before.
However, Qianye let go of his heart a little bit. If Zhao Yuying didn't swear, he would feel abnormal. Seeing that she still has enough energy at this moment, the injury should be under control.
"Nangong Xiaofeng?" Qianye frowned, wondering if he had heard this name before.
Zhao Yuying sighed, and said: "The number one master of the younger generation of the Nangong family. In the past two or three years, he is still a little bit better than my old lady. But it won't be so in a few years!"
"Why?"
"It's not for the little bird, what else can it be."
Murderous intent rose in Qianye's eyes, and he asked, "Where did you meet him?"
Zhao Yuying was startled, and hurriedly said, "What are you going to do? Don't be impulsive!"
"Since he was seriously injured, he just killed him!"
Uncle Yuyang coughed at this time, and said slowly: "This matter is no small matter, and we should not be impulsive. The current internal affairs of the empire are undercurrents, and the Nangong family's movements are unknown, which is the key to the contention of all parties. If they are not handled properly, they will be directly pushed away Going to the opposite side, how to deal with the aftermath of this matter still needs to be considered in the long run. Of course, Yu Ying's injury is by no means a trivial matter, you can rest assured that this matter will only be exposed if Nangong Yuanbo gives a satisfactory confession."
Qianye squinted his eyes, and his obsidian-like clear pupils ignited with flame-like blood, and sneered, "Satisfied with the confession? Yu Ying is injured like this, only Nangong Xiaofeng died, can I be satisfied with the confession!"
Zhao Fenglei couldn't help but said: "You are not even a general, but you still want to kill Nangong Xiaofeng? Even if he is seriously injured, he can't be moved by anyone casually. What do you use to deal with him, just rely on the military tactics ? Besides, if I, the Zhao Clan, don't show up, can you afford to offend the Nangong family?"
Qianye turned to stare at Zhao Fenglei, and suddenly said, "Get out!"