Chapter 206: In front of the General Tomb, bitter things!

Four fields are silent.
Hundreds of eyes gathered at Ning Xuanyuan alone.
Even though.
The moonlight is sparse, and his facial features cannot be clearly distinguished.
However, everyone had an epiphany almost at the same time.
Previously, because of deliberately paying attention to the arrogance of the Chu family, they passively ignored the objects they were targeting. It was so...
The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled.
Only this cross is a summary.
Even if the Young Master Gu of the Jinding line stood side by side with Ning Xuanyuan, he lost a lot in terms of temperament and even momentum.
"He is so handsome."
"Beautiful without losing masculinity, the facial features give a strong three-dimensional sense, so handsome, I really want to take a bite."
The sparse sound of discussion came from farther away as soon as the wind blew.
Murong Anran instinctively squeezed his father's five fingers, and for a moment, the softest part of her heart seemed to be hit by something.
Children are long in love, always within a single thought.
Next second.
Murong Anran's face was flushed and shy.
Murong Xiong loved and loved this daughter, but there were some things that needed to be clear, so the old father said sharply, "Don't be foolish, you are not worthy of him."
Murong Anran's eyelashes trembled, and at the same time she was puzzled, she felt a little disappointed.
"Do you know what his identity is?"
Murong Xuan remembered when he left.
Not far away, he has already worn the first general star, and now, many years have passed, I am afraid that he has added one or two more, or even more.
The area he guarded was eight hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers.
How many young sons died, and how high a mountain of bones were tired.
Only then has it been difficult to provide for him, who will stand in all directions, stand alone, and bear the burden of the family and the country, and it is incumbent to bear the dead star on his arms and shoulders? !
"Too difficult, too difficult."
Murong Xiong's lips and teeth squirmed, his tone trembling, he remembered that Jinling, the ancient capital of the six dynasties, had killed countless heroes in battle. The descendants will never forget, the teacher of the predecessors.
But you should also look at that remote border...
Some of them are only sixteen or seventeen years old, and they are in their prime of life. Before they have tasted the beauty of this world, they will go to bed after the first battle.
In the end, he would use his own bones to protect this mountain and river even in death.
Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the green hills.
Why the Shroud of Horse Leather!
Yes, they don't need to be buried thickly, don't need to beat gongs and drums, just ask for a tombstone and lie in the beautiful place by the house, smiling at Jiuquan.
"father."
Since meeting Ning Xuanyuan today, Murong Xiong, who has always been steady and steady, has even experienced several emotional breakdowns, which makes Murong Anran feel uncomfortable.
She took out the handkerchief and slowly wiped away the tear marks from Murong Xiong's eyes.
Murong Xiong shook his head and sighed. It wasn't that he was too old to be easily touched, but that he had been away for ten years and saw him again-Ning Xuanyuan.
Murong Anran followed Murong Xiong's gaze, and his attention returned to Ning Xuanyuan who was a little away, "You seem to respect him very much?"
"More than me?" Murong Xiong sighed with emotion.
Border crossing Erlang died in battle.
After every battle, I recalled that the robe who was still eating meat and drinking together yesterday lay there in a blink of an eye, motionless, maybe everyone was very sad and very sad.
however.
The really lonely person is actually him.
However, he Ning Xuanyuan is a general, even if his heart is like a knife, he can only endure the tragedy on the battlefield, nine out of ten people can talk to people, not one or two.
Everything.
It's all pressed in my heart, whether it's sad or miserable, I can only support myself.
"In the place where I used to serve, there is a general tomb. It used to be, is now, and will be in the future." Murong Xiong took a few deep breaths, emotional.
General Tomb, General Tomb.
As the name suggests, it is a tomb for the generals.
During those difficult years, the war came to an end. Maybe the battle went out and everyone couldn't come back. He set up a cloak for himself for the sake of his death.
One day, if I die in battle.
No need for state
burial.
Let me lie here quietly. I want to accompany this group of young men on the battlefield, brought out by myself, to sleep together in the mountains and rivers!
Yes……
Behind the General Tomb.
There are tens of thousands of tombs standing neatly and regularly laid out one after another. At first glance, it seems that they are almost nowhere to be found.
All are the robe of the dead.
Murong Xiong will always remember that picture.
The end of World War I.
Fortunately, Ning Xuanyuan refused to be accompanied by any subordinates. He sat alone in front of the tomb of thousands of people, holding the newly prepared tombstone, and carved out the name of every young man who died heroically.
He personally set up a stele to engrave their names for them, and every time he engraved, his heart was like a knife!
One monument, one life.
At that time, he should be so sad and lonely.
After the engraving, he would stand in front of the tomb of ten thousand people, clenching his fists with both hands and looking up at the sky, climbing from the full moon to the sky, standing quietly until the third day, and even the fourth day is approaching dusk.
He is guarding the sleeping of them.
The sunset had countless times, and he outlined his Ning Xuanyuan standing tall, but he was extremely lonely.
in fact.
Every time he went on an expedition, he hoped that the person who died was Ning Xuanyuan himself, but every time, he was surrounded by young bodies one after another, and he never got up again after he fell down.
"Look at him, now he is so prominent and beautiful, in fact, he deserves these."
Murong Xiong withdrew from the memory, looked at Ning Xuanyuan from a distance, and smiled happily.
In time.
If people in this world know how much blood and sweat he has spent on Ning Xuanyuan for this mountain and river, maybe he can understand why he dares to be so honorable? !
Because it deserves it.
If, without him, Ning Xuanyuan, a peerless general who was born out of nowhere, it may be possible that there will be more warriors killed in battle! ! !
Really, Guo Shi Wushuang!
"He is twenty years old, and he is responsible for the prosperity of his homeland. In the past ten years of reincarnation, how many sorrows he has experienced in his heart, how many scars he has left on his body, and how many robes he has sent away by himself, only he knows."
In an instant.
Murong quietly covered his small mouth and widened his eyes, unable to believe what his father said.
Twenty years old?
Murong Anran remembers that when he was twenty years old, he was still pampering himself, squandering his splendid youth unscrupulously...
"He is a general!"
At the end, Murong Xiong solemnly uttered these three words.
Murong An Ran was at a loss for a while, "Is he a great general?"
I thought that he was only one level higher than his father, but he did not expect that he was the unqualified general of the town country!
He has experienced many battles.
He used to be a wolf in Xu, Le Shi Yanran.
He also once set off with a coffin prepared for him, either slaughtering the enemy in a battle, or leaning back in front of the gate of the country, fighting to death, unable to kneel.
He even said...
People in this world don't owe him Ning Xuanyuan.
However, behind him, Ning Xuanyuan, those hundreds of thousands of heroic martyrs on the battlefield, bowed together and said, salute! ! !
Xiang, the soldiers of the country who died in battle.
To pay high respects.
Hero, go well! ! !
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