The neat voice sounded with a strange and vigorous rhythm, and the dust and mist shot up into the sky in long strips! This is the symbol of the elite troops! If it was an ordinary mob army marching, the dust it would stir up would be as chaotic as a mushroom cloud. Only when thousands of people walk in unison, the formation is neat and tidy, and the front and rear are not chaotic at all, can it be possible to step out of this pattern!
The majestic voice naturally brings out an irresistible subtle feeling like mountains and seas! It seems that with the arrival of this majestic footsteps, no one in the world, no army can stop the progress of this army!
"Jun Wuyi, after all, it is worthy of being the Jun family! It is really admirable to rule the army strictly, and I really have to say a word of convincing after watching it!" Dongfang Wenqing stands on the top of a big tree, looks far away, and finally sighs One sound.
"That kid is really not simple." Dongfang Wenjian and Dongfang Wendao couldn't help sighing beside him.
Looking from a distance, the thousands of cavalry in front of Jun Wuyi are like a torrent, and even the horses seem to start and land at the same time, no matter the front or side, they are all in a straight line from any direction! Neat and uniform, like a knife cut!
This is just strict discipline, but seeing the expressions on the faces of every soldier is full of pride! This is the cohesion of the army! A disorganized army, no one can be so proud!
Faced with such a neat and grand military appearance, even the young master Jun Moxie was startled.
You must know that when his young master left, Jun Wuyi had only the army he belonged to which was still fairly disciplined, but it was filled with a large number of private troops from major families and bodyguards of the young masters. It's very difficult to manage, and it's not an exaggeration to say that they are rebellious. No one would have imagined that in just a short month, these people were managed so smoothly!
It seems that the third uncle manages the army well.
The eldest young master who is not familiar with military affairs would know that this is not just as simple as having one hand! This is Jun Wuyi. It would take a lot of trouble to change someone!
Jun Moxie led his two hundred and fifty people to meet him, but he was greeted with a cold face, as rebellious as the young master Jun, but he could only respond with a shy face and a smile when facing such a cold face, because the master of the cold face It's Jun Sanye, Jun Wuyi.
Jun Wuyi looked at his nephew with a serious look on his face, but he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. How could the pioneers in the past dynasties do this? Bringing people and horses out, it was like herding sheep, and they disappeared without a trace almost in the blink of an eye! Not even the slightest bit of basic communication information is sent back. To be a pioneer for this purpose, not to mention that there will be no one in the future, at least it will be unprecedented!
In fact, Young Master Jun's work of opening the way is quite good. All the troubles and potential troubles along the way have been resolved by the young master with his unique method. Let alone right or wrong, but the task is indeed completed, so The army has traveled all the way, and it is true that they have not encountered any more obstacles. For this, Third Master Jun is still very satisfied, even for the old army, who is an insider at the top of the barracks, he is also very satisfied, at least he can't pick him. Something went wrong.
The only problem is that there is no strengthened connection.
But what about those who don't know? No doubt they will take it for granted that this kid has no sense of responsibility at all! Although there was no trouble along the way, it was probably because of Marshal Jun, or even Mr. Jun who made up for it behind the scenes.
The more serious question is: There are absolutely a large number of people who don't know. There are at least ninety-nine people who will answer out of a hundred people in the army. Who will let someone have a good third uncle or grandpa...
This involves the issue of convincing the public: how can the public be convinced if they are so disorganized and undisciplined
So Third Master Jun had no choice but to scold Young Master Jun severely as soon as they met! Jun Moxie lowered his head and listened with shy eyebrows, only in a daze. Right when my third uncle was praising me for doing a good job, anyway, I didn't hear what the third uncle said clearly. In the end, I almost fell asleep after being scolded.
After the third master vented his anger, and under Jun Moxie's strong hinting eyes, Jun Wuyi had no choice but to hastily explain all the matters of the camp, and then gave a few simple instructions, and then ordered the generals to retreat.
"Hmph, Marshal Jun, you are so majestic and murderous! I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and your prestige is even better than before. Let your own nephew open the way for you, and you have to scold him when you successfully complete the task! No half A word of encouragement, he is really a man of iron and blood, very self-disciplined and ruthless." A cynical voice sounded strangely.
Jun Wuyi twitched his eyebrows, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Who? Come out!"
"Hmph, come out as soon as you come out, are you still afraid that you, the Generalissimo, will fail?" With a sound, there were three more people in the tent.
"Brother Dongfang?" Jun Wuyi called out in surprise, and looked in the blink of an eye: "Second Brother Dongfang! Third Brother! It turned out to be you!" decadent feeling.
"Hmph, of course it's us. Jun Wuyi, you rushed to Tiannan in such a hurry. But looking for death? Are you really impatient?" Dongfang Wenqing snorted, although his words were full of sarcasm, his expression But it's not ugly. As long as there is a caring person, it is absolutely not difficult to feel a little caring in those words.
The hatred of the three of them towards the Jun family was not very deep at all, even back then it was just to vent their anger; With ease, there is no more resentment.
After all, more than ten years have passed since what happened back then; although the source of this disaster came from Jun Wuyi, is Jun Wuyi not a victim? He is even the biggest victim, ten years of disabled life, ten years of repentance, all the sufferings are borne by him alone, not to mention, Jun Wuyi didn't even know it at the beginning! By the time Jun Wuyi finally knew Han Yanyao's identity, everything had become out of hand!
You can tell by looking at the heavy and exhausted mountains in Jun Wuyi's eyes, as well as the deep guilt when seeing the three of them. In the past ten years, Jun Wuyi has suffered far more than himself and others!
Even though the brother and sister love deeply, after the massacre ten years ago, they have vented a lot, and after a long time, they are no longer as unforgettable as they were back then.
But Jun Wuyi is completely different! It started with him. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, this is the truth.
Although you have no intention, but it is because of you. It was an unintentional mistake, but instead it became the biggest and heaviest burden in my life!
In these ten years, every day and every night must be as uncomfortable as ten thousand ants eating one's heart, piercing one's heart and piercing one's bones! When I and others really can't bear it, Shang Ke gets drunk and fights crazily, using the extreme exhaustion of the body to drive away the pain in his heart, but Jun Wuyi's legs are disabled, but he can only bear it, silently.
The four of them faced each other, and all of them had a strange feeling in an instant, as if they had returned to ten years ago, and the past scenes were vividly passed by before their eyes, and their breathing couldn't help but become a little heavy.
Slowly, the circles of Jun Wuyi's eyes became red and the corners of his eyes became moist. He opened his hands and forced a smile, "Brother Dongfang, I have missed you so much for the past ten years! We... haven't seen each other for ten years, two months and seven days." it's..."
He looked at the sky, and said in a hoarse voice: "In two more hours, it will be the same time on that day of that year... the time when the news of the elder brother's death came..."
Jun Wuyi's eyes suddenly turned blood red!
The hearts of the four people next to them were shocked!
Yes, it was that day, that hour...
Ten years, two months and seven days and two hours difference! Jun Wuyi managed to accurately time the time to such an extent! What is this concept
This shows that in the past ten years, Jun Wuyi has never forgotten this bloody feud on any day or moment! But he can only endure it, knowing who the enemy is, but he can only endure it; moreover, he still has the pain of being disabled, and the pain of being separated from his lover!
At this moment, Dongfang Wenqing and the three of them finally fully understood how Jun Wuyi got here in the past ten years!
This sentence is enough!
"Third brother, these ten years...you have suffered!" Dongfang Wenqing took a step forward and hugged Jun Wuyi tightly. The two embraced silently, and Jun Wuyi closed his tiger eyes slightly, and closed the hot tears that were about to burst out of his eyes in his heart! The muscles on his face twitched, but he clenched his teeth tightly and made no sound.
It's been ten years, and I've finally been looking forward to this sentence from the Dongfang family, this word of understanding and concern! Ten long years! Although it is late, although it is late, it is here after all. Does anyone know how many times I have collapsed in the past ten years... How many times
Dongfang Wenjian and Dongfang Wendao thought of Jun Wuyi's suffering for the past ten years, and then saw the touching scene in front of them, their eyes suddenly turned red, their noses sour, and they almost shed tears. They had no choice but to turn their heads and cough twice, because they were afraid that they would cry and cry bitterly! However, even the sound of this extremely barely concealed coughing sound is still a trembling sound...
As a man, how could he not know how Jun Wuyi got through the past ten years? If it were me, and this kind of thing happened to me, I'm afraid I would have committed suicide and apologized! However, Jun Wuyi stubbornly endured these ten years of torture until today!
After a long time, everyone's mood returned to normal.
"Wuwu, don't you know that this trip to Tiannan is full of dangers. Apart from the most worthy of attention, there are also enemies everywhere! This time, if my Jun Wuwu can't escape this battle by chance, I still ask the three brothers to help me, No matter under any circumstances, make sure that Mo Xie returns to Tianxiang safely! Please!" After returning to normal, it is natural to change the topic, and the topic that Jun Wuyi raised is the most urgent one at present.