Ever since Jun Wuyi came in and saw the stone statue of his elder brother, he froze! Standing motionless, it seemed as if he had turned into another stone statue, but in his eyes, there was a change like the vicissitudes of life.
Jun Wuyi stared at the stone statue in a daze, motionless, the tiger's eyes slowly filled with tears, little by little, and finally fell down, the deep voice was a little hoarse, with deep pain, "...Brother, Mo Xie was brought to see you by the mistress today. Mo Xie has finally grown up and is qualified to come to pay homage to you!"
Jun Wuyi closed his eyes silently and painfully, the past flashed past his eyes.
Growing up together, playing together, from childhood to adulthood, they have endured countless pampering and care and love from the two elder brothers, but in the end, because of the endless disasters they caused, the two elder brothers died young!
Even the sister-in-law was dying of grief and was picked up by her natal family, and then came the sad news of her death! Then the two families stopped communicating, and the Jun family sent people to the door countless times, but they were all directly beaten out...
The two nephews were young and young, but they also suffered a tragic disaster because of themselves!
Who would have known that Jun Wuyi would rather die a hundred times by himself than want his two elder brothers and nephews to suffer such bad luck because of him! In the past ten years, Jun Wuwu's mind has been purgatory all the time! The pain of the soul is piercing!
Facing the lifelike stone statue of the eldest brother and the unfolding of the past events, Jun Wuyi's heart also fell into the abyss of pain at this moment, with boundless regret and boundless hatred!
A man does not flick his tears lightly, only because he is not yet sad!
"Brother!..."
Jun Wuyi knelt down on the ground with a plop, the always strong blood-clothed general, trembling all over at this moment, with tears in his eyes: "Little San, I... I'm sorry! I'm sorry for you! I'm sorry for my second brother, I'm sorry for my father, and I'm even more sorry for the Jun family! "
When tears blurred his eyes, Jun Wuyi seemed to see the face of the resolute and wise elder brother in front of him again, gently stroking his hair, with a pure smile, looking at himself, as if coaxing, but also Like a lesson: "Third brother,... man, don't cry! Don't cry!"
At this moment, Jun Wuyi cried even louder. He, who had passed away from his chronic illness, was now in front of the grave of his closest elder brother, all his emotions, accumulated for ten years, poured out without reservation, like a victim The child who suffered endless grievances suddenly threw himself into the arms of his relatives...
I still remember that the night before my eldest brother set out to go out on the expedition, he once held his hand and said: "Unintentionally, I still feel that the matter of Fengxue Yincheng is not over. I don't know if there will be another move in Yincheng. Your second brother is not at home, you have to be careful in everything, and don't act recklessly. I'm afraid there is no rush for your marriage with Ms. Han. Lovers will eventually get married. When I come back with your second brother, we will work hard together. , your second brother, father, and the entire Jun family will support you."
Jun Wuyi clearly remembered that when the eldest brother said this, the second brother was also on the side, looking at him with concern in his eyes. Now recalling the kind eyes of the two elder brothers at that time, Third Master Jun felt even more heartbroken!
At that time, what the two elder brothers cared about was still their own marriage and their own troubles! They were still only worried about whether their little brother would be hurt, whether they could hold on, and whether they would be willful and impulsive, but they never thought about whether the enemy would deal with them!
With the wisdom of the brothers, how could they not have thought of it, but they didn't say it out loud. Because, the elder brother doesn't want to worry about the younger brother!
The majestic bugle sound seemed to ring in my ears again, and in a trance, the big banner was fluttering with the wind, and the majestic drum beat made the world seem to tremble with it. Jun Wuhui was dressed in military uniform, stood under the handsome banner, got on his horse, and when he passed by him, he said in a deep voice: "Third brother, I left with your second brother. From now on, the Jun family will rely on you! Please leave everything to me! "
Brother! Brother, why do you say this? How stupid my little brother is, it is so wrong to only think of your words at that time until now! It's just... Last words!
Brother, did you already know something at that time? What the hell do you know? Maybe, what do you feel? Why don't you speak out? ... why don't you say it!
Do you know, little brother, I would rather die than see my own brother go to a dead end? Will I make a new choice before I meet "her" again... I will of! I will! …
"Third Uncle." Jun Moxie took a step forward, "The dead are gone, let's mourn! Taking care of your useful body is the right way!"
Take care of your useful body. Take care of your useful body." Jun Wuyi raised his head slowly, looked at Jun Moxie, and suddenly laughed sadly, saying: "Mo Xie, your father once said a word , It’s this mourning and resignation, and taking care of your useful body; do you know what he said?”
"What did he... my father say?"
"At that time, the three of us fought together. After that battle, countless brothers lay on the ground and never got up. At that time, your father was very sad, and the people next to him persuaded him like this: Marshal, mourning and resignation! Take care Useful body!" Jun Wuyi's eyes were blurred, recalling, and slowly said: "At that time, the eldest brother said, mourning and obedience? Why should I mourn? Why should I mourn? My brothers died and were killed by the enemy. Why should I mourn? Succeeding? A useful body... "
Jun Wuyi's voice grew louder, as if imitating his elder brother back then: "That's right, we have to keep our useful bodies... Men don't feel sorry for you! If you want to cry, you can cry hard! If you want to kill, you can kill heartily! Men don't change their minds! Because we want to rebel! Use our remaining useful body to wait for all the enemy troops to wipe out in one fell swoop, so that our brothers will never have a chance to repent and change!"
"Men are not sorry! Men are not obedient!" Jun Moxie chanted these two sentences silently, suddenly felt as if an electric current passed through his body, and the heroic and murderous aura revealed in these words aroused resonance in his soul!
"Let our brethren never have the opportunity to mourn and change!"
With just this sentence, Jun Moxie suddenly had a heartfelt admiration for his father whom he had never met!
Iron-blooded man, laugh when you should laugh, cry when you cry, never affectation, just do what you want, the world is cold-hearted, what does it have to do with me
A good man is not sorry! Boys don't obey! !
Won my heart!
Jun Moxie suddenly felt that even in his previous life, having such a heroic father was completely acceptable to him! He is the father of the former Mobang, and also my father in this life! It's great to have a father like this!
The uncle and nephew stood and sat quietly, without speaking for a long time.
Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside, and the footsteps stopped at the door, and a voice said: "Three Generals, General Zhao Jianhun of the Yutang Empire wants to come to worship the Marshal, please make a decision!"
"Zhao Jianhun?!" Jun Wuyi's eyes turned cold, this old enemy of his three brothers on the battlefield actually came here! "Please come in, I've wanted to see him since a long time ago! Meet this old friend!"
"Yes!" The little school at the door agreed and left quickly.
Not long after, a black figure slowly appeared in the distance. The person who came was unusually tall, with a black cloak, a black robe, and a black face. The whole person was like a piece of cold and hard black steel. The Tianxiang soldiers on both sides all looked at him with strong hostility, but he didn't seem to care at all!
This person is thin but tall, with a wide fan and long arms, a high nose and sharp eyes, and a hard face, as if sharpened by a knife, with a clear outline. With awe-inspiring fighting spirit all over his body, he walked all the way without looking aside or looking back!
He actually came here alone!
Pay homage to your dead opponent in the enemy's military camp, and come alone!
Zhao Jianhun!
So bold!
What a great general of the Yutang Empire!
Zhao Jianhun walked closer, stood still suddenly, and looked at Jun Wuyi with a pair of cold eyes: "Jun Wuyi, we meet again after a long absence." His voice was sonorous, and there was a faint sense of killing between the battle formations. The spirit of cutting!
Jun Wuyi stared into his eyes without any hesitation, and said in a low voice, "Zhao Jianhun, I've wanted to see you for a long time! It's been a long time!"
"For the past few years, there has been no Jun family on the battlefield..." Zhao Jianhun said sincerely: "...I am very lonely!"
"If there are still members of Jun's family on the battlefield in the past ten years, I'm afraid you may not have the opportunity to lament the loneliness in front of me at this moment." Jun Wuyi looked at him coldly: "Because you have already been reincarnated!"
Although Zhao Jianhun's words were arrogant, it could be heard from his tone that he was sincerely regretting and affirmed that only the Jun family was worthy of being his opponent! But in Jun Wuyi's ears, although he knew what he meant, his sense of honor as a soldier still subconsciously counterattacked his words that undoubtedly said that there was no one in the Tianxiang Empire!
"That's right, if you've been on the battlefield these ten years, maybe I've been buried in the loess! But you're not here! Why aren't you here?" Zhao Jianhun's voice sounded a little angry.
The tone of this Yutang famous general not only surprised Jun Sanye inexplicably, but also the young master Jun beside him scratched his head. Isn't this Yutang famous commander? Although his victory back then was a little unclear, but he himself was the only general who had never been defeated by Jun Wuhui, the commander in chief of the white army. Apart from facing the three brothers of the Jun family, he was even less defeated. Could it be that all these years, The second uncle fell, and the third uncle was also unable to go to the battlefield because of his disability. This guy has won all the battles, but he has his brain broken
Zhao Jianhun came to a foot in front of the Jun Wuhui stone statue and stood still for a while, his face became serious, his whole body also stood up straight, his eyes showed sincere respect, respectfully, bowed deeply He bowed three times, bent down, and never straightened up for a long time.
After standing upright, the sharp eyes and the eyes of the stone statue closely looked at each other, and there was admiration for this former enemy in the eyes! He sighed authentically: "Jun Wuyi, do you know? My Zhao Jianhun juvenile army has been fighting for half my life. Of course, there are many defeats, and there may be more victories. But in this world, there are countless heroes and famous generals, but there is only one. People can make me, Zhao Jianhun, admire from the bottom of my heart! I admire him so much!"
"This person's name is Jun Wuhui!"