Age of Collapse

After seven years of severe winter collapse, the top leader of the northern rebel army was taken to the trial assembly for house arrest.

Six years later, the collapse of the 13th spring, the death of the trial in the trial council, the reason is unknown.

In the early spring, there was no sunny sunshine, and it continued the cold of late winter. The Red Blood Empire capital Chang'an Airport, an empire special plane returned to China under the **** of the trial council.

The airport promenade, all the imperial capital generals gathered here, including the old marshal himself, but everyone is head down, without a word, the atmosphere is as cement-like dignified.

At the other end of the passage, the spirited coldness slowly came out. Behind him, the four attendants carried a coffin, covered with a solemn red flag, and walked out with the cold.

At this moment, I don’t know who made the first cry. These iron-and-blood empire smashed all the sects to the ground and cried into tears.

When the coldness passed, the capital’s lieutenant, Lu Changqing, suddenly rushed out of the crowd, grabbed the cold collar, and looked awkward, slap a slap on her face.

"Hey!" The crisp sound echoed back in the hallway, and Lu Changqing’s slap was extremely heavy, and even the cold slap was swayed.

An eagle flag leader looked at him and wanted to go back and slammed his hand to stop him.

Soon, Lu Changqing came up again, once again slap on the cold face, his eyes red, and cast aside, "You are the shame of the empire!"

After the speech, Lu Changqing left the airport promenade, almost at the same time, all the capital generals, including the old Marshal himself, and a large number of Jiangnan generals left, even did not look cold, but as if disdain with her.

In the end, only the eagle eagle generals who stayed in front of the cold, and the number of people in the south of the Yangtze River.

The cold eyes looked to the front, watching the people who left behind, sweeping through their faces one by one, and said in a deep voice, "You, the fate of the empire is tied to me."

Half a month later, the northern rebel capital, the lobby.

In the hands of Chu Linfeng, the report presented below is presented, and the whole person is crying and crying "Father!!!"

Due to the intelligence blockage of the Red Blood Empire, in the half month after the death of the patriarch, the northern rebels learned that the patriarch had passed away. According to the secret news of the trial council, the cause of death was "end of life."

"Father father" Chu Linfeng has cried in the main seat and became a tearful person. The whole person kept trembled and said, "What should I do with the remains of my father?"

"The sect is deceased, now you are our marshal!" A general in charge of intelligence strode forward and said, "Reporting Marshal, the Red Blood Empire has sent a special person to discuss with us to discuss the return of the remains, they are willing to let Return the soul to the hometown."

The hometown of Zong’s family is the northern province, and it should be buried in the homeland.

Chu Linfeng wiped the tears on his face and quickly asked, "When will it be sent?"

The intelligence general said, "At any time, the Red Blood Empire has formed a mourning team, and is willing to **** the remains of the sect."

"No!" Suddenly, under the seat of Liu Fusu, the chief military officer Nangong patted the case and shouted. "If you really want to mourn the sect, then you will discuss it with the Red Blood Empire, and we will send a special person to take the corpse and send it. Go back to my hometown."

The other general was hesitant to say "Mr. Nangong, the sect is my teacher, and the emperor generals. The teacher died. They are taken for granted. If they stop, there will be dissatisfaction."

The voice of Nangong is very firm, and there is no doubt that "no! This must be done by us, and the imperial forces are not allowed to step into the north!"

The general shook his head and said, "The Red Blood Empire will not agree."

"Then we should not bury the body, let them find a place to bury!" Nangong said this, the audience was stunned, and the generals suddenly became one.

"Nangong! You are a villain, you are mad!"

"This person is not a disciple of the sect. He is ruthless and unrighteous to the patriarch, don't listen to him nonsense!"

"Nangong, Chu Linfeng Marshal read your talents, promote you as a military division, you don't have to take a shot!"

"This guy is fascinating and confusing, Chu Linfeng Marshal, please he is guilty!"

"You guys are mediocrity! What do you want to do in the Red Blood Empire? Can you not see it??!!" Nangong’s temper was not so good. He took a hard shot of the table and took a military intelligence report from the case. Over the top of the head, shouted, "Half a month ago, the Red Blood Empire north of the eagle flag army was moving, the logistics line stretched for dozens of miles, at least 100,000 people have been mobilized!"

Nangong will rush the paper to the table and scream "Which would bring 100,000 soldiers and horses to mourn?!"

Nangong’s words came out and the audience died.

Chu Linfeng was silent for a long time, saying that "the beasts of the Red Blood Empire are rampant, perhaps because they are afraid of the loss of their father's body."

Nangong anxiously said, "That's not right! Marshal, that is 100,000 elite eagle squadrons! Just to deal with the beasts, how many soldiers are needed? If they are worried about the threat of beasts, we can send someone to dock and use the keystone. Control the beast and keep it away from the remains."

Chu Linfeng said directly that "no, the key stone is now in the capital, there are nearly 10 million people who farm in the wilderness. If they move easily, the coverage will change, which may lead to the impact of the beasts, causing casualties. ”

"You may have to make a choice, Marshal." Nangong's face was gloomy and low, saying, "Either reduce the mourning team of the Red Blood Empire to less than 100 people. We move the keystone to help them stay away from the beast. Or ban Any imperial power enters the country and gives up the will."

Chu Linfeng fell into a dilemma. His face was ugly and said, "The key stone is not moving. The father's body must not give up! If I don't mourn for my father, the world will think that I am unfaithful and unfilial, how can I lead the country?"

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Just as the situation was deadlocked, a commander flew into the stadium to report! "The Red Blood Empire messenger to see!"

"quasi!"

A moment later, an imperial messenger walked into the hall.

Chu Linfeng asked, "Mr. Messenger, what is going on."

The messenger respectfully said, "Returning to Mr. Chu Linfeng, General Lengbu expects that Mr. will feel uncomfortable with the hawks and horses of the Eagles. I will come here to discuss the solution."

Chu Linfeng tentatively asked, "If the generals of coldness want to mourn the ancestors, why should they mobilize 100,000 soldiers and horses?"

"Back to Mr., I am afraid that the road is far away, and the beasts attack."

This answer is consistent with the previous expectations. Chu Linfeng nodded and sighed that "there are too many hundred thousand soldiers."

The messenger said, "The generals of the cold sergeant presented a case, please look at it."