Emperor game: sss difficulty I deduce everything

Just as Li Ye guessed.

Although they didn't say anything, Li Ye already understood everything.

Taking a deep breath, Li Ye's voice sank slightly: "What if I don't allow it?"

Madam She narrowed her eyes and remained silent for a moment.

"Your Majesty, the Yang family has followed the ancestors of the Great Xia for more than 220 years. Thanks to the ancestors of the past kings and emperors, my Yang family has inherited the British Duke, and it has been [-] years now."

Madam She raised her head and looked at the sky above the capital city, her expression seemed to be filled with emotion: "My Yang family will never forget the kindness of the great Xia kings and emperors. I have already established a family motto, and all my Yang family members will fight to the death for Daxia! It is worthy of the name of the British Yang family."

"Now my old husband and six sons died in the Tumubao battle, but failed to defeat the Huns, so Daxia was ashamed, and my Yang family's lintel was also covered in dust."

"There are 12 people waiting for me, although they are women, but they don't want to violate the Yang family's family precepts, and live up to the favor of the great Xia kings and emperors!"

Said so.

Madam She lowered her head, and her expression became extremely solemn.

In front of everyone, he knelt down on one knee and cupped his hands: "So, we, the widows of the Yang family, beg your Majesty to grant us permission! Go to battle and kill the enemy!"

"To avenge the hatred of the country and the family!"

Following Taijun She's action.

All the female generals of the Yang Clan were uniform and knelt down in front of Li Ye: "Your Majesty, please allow us to go to battle and kill the enemy to avenge the hatred of the country and the family!"

Twelve women's cries.

It's not loud, but it's equally deafening, reaching Wu Nei.

At that time, everyone at the scene was shocked.

Even the group of mice hiding in the gutter felt ashamed when they saw the twelve women, lowered their heads, and didn't have the courage to look directly at them.

Everyone knows it.

Below the British public Yang industry, the Yang family has seven sons.

Civil Fort World War I.

Eight members of the Yang family died in battle.

British Duke Yangye, Yang's eldest son Yang Yanping, second son Yang Yanding, Sanlang Yang Yanhui, Silang Yang Yanlang, Goro Yang Yande, Liulang Yang Yanzhao, and Qilang Yang Yansi all fought hard against the Huns and died heroically.

That day a month ago.

Yang's family is full of families, and everyone wears sackcloth and filial piety.

Sorrow resounded throughout the capital.

When people in the capital mentioned it, they all sighed with emotion.

The lineage of the Yang family is so loyal to Daxia, it should be immortal.

however.

when now.

When the twelve widows of the Yang family knelt down in front of Li Ye.

See the blood under the pale filial piety.

Everyone knows.

Their understanding of the Yang family can only be superficial.

All the Yang family's sons are loyal heroes.

But even women are so brave.

"Such a loyal and brave family has never existed before, and it will last forever..."

I don't know how many people feel emotional in their hearts.

Even Li Ye is like this at the moment.

He stared blankly at the 12 people in front of him.

It has been nine days since I entered the Emperor Game.

Li Ye had never been so shocked before.

He felt that he had paid enough attention to this game, and almost regarded this game as the most real world.

But only almost.

Subconsciously, Li Ye may still regard it as a game.

Since it is a game.

That's just a bunch of data.

And the characters in it are nothing but virtual.

Until now.

You can see the blood under each piece of filial piety.

The bright red is a bit dazzling.

Li Ye seemed to be able to feel the boiling hot blood in his blood-covered body!

There is blood and flesh!

Something hidden in the heart was broken.

What Li Ye heard, saw, and felt before his eyes was no longer illusory.

Everything becomes real.

He is playing a game.

But also living another life.

The people you see, the places you step on, the things you experience.

How can all of this be a little false?

so real world.

How could Li Ye treat all this with the heart of a game?

Only with sincerity can we always get it.

Take a deep breath.

Li Ye cupped his hands and bowed again: "Old Madam, I can promise you anything, except this request."

Madam She frowned, with a complicated expression: "Your Majesty..."

Not finished yet.

Li Ye bowed again: "Old Madam!"

Raising his head, Li Ye looked at Madam She with a dignified expression, but his expression was a little evasive: "The Yang family has done enough for Daxia."

Concentrating on it, Li Ye said word by word: "In the past three years, the Yang family has sacrificed their lives for Great Xia. There are countless heroes. The bloody plaque on the gate of Tianbo Mansion was forged by the blood of the martyrs of the Yang family."

"Old Duke, the seven sons of the Yang family have already sacrificed their lives for the country! This war is not a crime of war! The Yang family deserves the title of British Duke, and there is no need to pay more."

Li Ye raised his head, and his tone was also passionate: "For the sake of Daxia, the Yang family is now dying! What the old lady has to do is to raise the next generation of the Yang family well, and when they grow up, if they still have to serve the country I will never stop you!"

"Of course the Yang family can be loyal, but it can't be now! If there is any mistake in the Yang family here, even if I am dead, how can I see the old Duke and the heroic souls of the martyrs of the Yang family in a hundred years from now?" ?”

Deep down, Li Ye's face turned slightly red, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He bowed his head and bowed again: "Everyone, please go back to your residence."

"This big summer, I'm still here."

After one sentence.

Wait until Li Ye raised his head again.

However, the twelve female generals of the Yang family were all red-eyed and tear-stained.

Although silent, two lines of tears soaked his face.

"enough."

Madam She's words made Li Ye look up.

Without waiting for Li Ye to ask, Madam She shook her head, her words trembling with her body: "Your Majesty, it is enough for the Yang family to have Your Majesty's words."

Still kneeling on the ground.

This time, Madam She slowly held a crutch in both hands, and raised it high above her head: "Please allow us, Your Majesty, to go to battle and kill the enemy to avenge the hatred of the country and the family!"

Although the crutch is small, it already represents the determination of everyone in the Yang family.

This crutch, Li Ye knew.

This is the time of Emperor Xuan, thinking of the merits of Taijun She and the Yang family, I specially bestowed it on Taijun She.

Beat the faint king at the top, and beat the ministers at the bottom.

The small crutch represents the will of Emperor Xuan himself.

At this moment.

Even Li Ye, the son of summer, couldn't refuse.

Li Ye lowered his head slightly: "Old Madam, is this really the case?"

Taijun She looked firm: "Even if I and your daughters-in-law die in battle! I believe that Daxia and His Majesty will take good care of my descendants of the Yang family for me and your daughters-in-law."

"That's why, I am from the Yang family."

"It's okay to die."

long silence.

Li Ye bent down and bowed five times: "The Yang family will not fail Daxia, and Daxia and Zhen will not fail the Yang family either!"

at this point.

Li Ye knew that persuasion was useless.