Chapter 1985: Bitter wine in the throat, heartache

Late at night, candlelight flickered in Ling Feng's military tent.
At this time, Ling Feng was sitting in front of the case and drinking, he didn't say a word, only the sound of pouring and drinking reverberated in the military tent.
A soldier made a report outside the door, and after seeing no response for a long time, he walked in.
I saw Ling Feng's complexion flushed, and his whole body fell to the ground languidly, still not putting down the wine in his hand.
"General, Major General, he... is preparing the horse, won't you send it off?"
Ling Feng looked up at his own soldier and smiled bitterly: "What's the use of sending it? It's nothing more, it depends on his good fortune!"
After that, he gave the soldier no chance to continue speaking and threw him out.
The soldier didn't notice that Ling Feng's eye sockets gradually turned red, and there seemed to be glittering things in them.
Taking a sip of strong wine, Ling Feng looked up at the ceiling of the military tent and muttered to himself: "Ying'er, I am ashamed of your exhortation back then. This time, I really can't protect our children. "
"It's not because my husband doesn't dare to confront the lord, but we all know that this time, only Feiyang is the most suitable for this task. How can the gains and losses of one family be the gains and losses of one city and one country?"
"His Majesty Shenzong treated me very well back then. My Ling family took it upon themselves to saddle for his descendants and tried their best. Don't worry, when Chen Fan sits on the throne in the future, I will definitely go down and look for you. We will be our family!"
"Reunion!"
After all, after drunk the wine in his hand, Ling Feng raised his head and became drunk.
At the same time, Chen Fan was drinking in his military account.
And he drank more fiercely than Ling Feng, and he was even more guilty than Ling Feng.
He knew that when Ling Feiyang went to Mincheng at this time, he was undoubtedly pushed into the fire pit.
Earlier, Chen Fan said that there was a 90% chance that Ling Feiyang would not come back. In fact, this is a conservative estimate.
Basically this time, there will be no chance to meet again.
For a long time, Chen Fan regarded Ling Feiyang as his friend, brother, and his subordinates who were carefully cultivated.
Now that he had to assign such a dangerous task to the opponent, how could he not suffer in his heart.
But among the younger generation, who else can replace Ling Feiyang?
It's okay for the divine machine to strategize in the rear, if you go to the front, there will definitely not be Ling Fei's alert.
Long Erlong Yan did not understand the danger and the tricks of war.
As for the other younger generations, they are still not experienced enough. Chen Fan can't let the older generations of generals carry out tasks, so who will lead the remaining army?
So no matter how you look at it, Ling Feiyang is the best choice, but it is precisely because of this that it is the most heartbreaking.
When a group of carefully serving Weng Yan saw the Young Master's expression, he couldn't bear it, but he didn't understand the military affairs. At this time, he could only stand aside carefully, trying to comfort Chen Fan.
He raised his head and drank a large altar of spirits again. Chen Fan exchanged Weng Yan and asked if Ling Feiyang had ever left the camp, and learned that the other party was about to leave.
"Young Master, aren't you going to send off Little General Feiyang, he should really want to see you at this time."
Upon hearing this, Chen Fan laughed at himself and looked at Weng Yan drunkly.
"Uncle Weng, now I personally push him down the fire pit. If Feiyang can blame me for blaming me, maybe I can feel better in my heart, but he is so calm and it makes me feel helpless. At this time, how am I embarrassed to be with him? see?"
He took out a jade slip from his arms, which was branded with one name after another.
These are all the names of the soldiers who died with him. At the same time, there are also the names of all the friends and brothers who have been separated by Chen Fan along the way.
Chen Fan is already innumerable, and some of them have forgotten even their appearance.
But what he couldn't forget was the piercing pain.
He once asked himself why so many people died, but he did not die.
Unfortunately, Chen Fan has no answer.