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Chapter eight hundred and sixty fifth veteran please order

In the royal capital, the highest command of the Eagle Flag Army, Leng Yuan held a cigar that was almost burnt out in his mouth, but he had never been able to free up his hand to light one for himself. She was focusing on the war sand table, and based on the information sent back from the front line, she moved the military chess pieces on the sand table so that she could see the situation more quickly and make adjustments.

At this time, a messenger dressed in black in the eagle flag ran in and saluted a military salute, "Report to the general, the Grand Marshal's personal expedition troops will arrive at the garrison in three days."

Leng Yuan nodded silently and signaled that the messenger could retreat.

The old marshal was old and should not have appeared on the front line of the battlefield. However, this time the old marshal personally did not mean that he really wanted to go on the field to kill the enemy. He simply wanted to show his attitude. After three years of collapse, he lost his wife and daughter for the great cause of the country, endured humiliation and signed the "Imperial Federal Mutual Aid Treaty". This time, he expressed his determination with his personal expedition and told everyone that this was a life-and-death battle without a way out.

Leng Yuan placed the chess piece representing the old marshal to the station, then moved his finger forward and drew a line at the front line, which represented an air defense warning.

For the Red Blood Empire, the most deadly weapon of the Federation is their Valkyrie troops. For such troops that have completely controlled air supremacy, the Empire currently does not have sufficient countermeasures. These Valkyrie's stealth paint can easily avoid even radars. The only thing that can work is that the psychic reconnaissance composed of spiritual abilities in various places can quickly detect the movement trajectory of Valkyrie and issue an air defense warning.

Soon, Leng Yuan used telepathy connected to her mind to feed back her opinions to KY, allowing her to convey them to those who are psychic and psychic in various places.

After doing this, another messenger walked in and said in a deep voice, "General, please see me."

Leng Yuan seemed to have expected who the visitor was and said silently, "Let him come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, a big hand pushed away the messenger and squeezed in with his body over two meters tall, "General! Please let me fight!"

This is an old man with a big mouth with a leopard head and a beard. The flesh on his face is as deep as a knife and an axe, filled with terrible evil spirits. However, the reincarnation of Zhong Kui is neither gods nor ghosts nor humans, and it cannot resist the erosion of time. His yellow skin is full of wrinkles, so deep that it seems to be able to contain a piece of loess.

Leng Yuan said nothing and continued to look at the sand table.

The old man strode forward and stood in front of Leng Yuan. His blood surged and he shouted loudly, "General! Please let me fight!"

Leng Yuan then raised her head and silently looked at the old man's brand new battle uniform. Judging from the standard, this is already a very old battle uniform, but it can be seen that the owner cherishes it very much and cleanses it up every day, just like recalling the glorious years of the past, drinking ice for ten years, and the blood cannot be cool.

Leng Yuan lowered her eyes again, continued to look at the sand table, and said silently, "Luhanlin, you have been discharged from the army. This war has nothing to do with you. Let's go back to the house to cultivate and rest."

Luo Hanlin glared and said loudly, "The country is in trouble, how can I not fight?"

Leng Yuan sighed and said, "The Red Blood Empire is full of warriors, why should the 82-year-old veteran take action? What's more, you are not a general anymore."

Luo Hanlin was furious and smashed the sand table on the table with one punch in front of Leng Yuan, saying the eight characters, "One day is a general, and one life is a general!"

The sand table was broken, and the sound alarmed the guards outside. However, after the guards ran in, they looked at Leng Yuan and Luo Hanlin. They didn't know what to do for a moment. In the end, they could only recruit two companions, come in and clean up the debris and move a new sand table up.

During this episode, Leng Yuan finally had time to light a new cigar for herself. She breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head silently and said, "Luohanlin, you and I have worked together for so many years. Whenever there is a war, you will charge forward. Don't I know your passion? But if you have to say that, you can't deny that you are old and you are no longer the same person you used to be."

"Fifteen years ago, you could defend the northern border alone. Twelve years ago, you could form an army alone. Eight years ago, you could block a million insect swarms. Five years ago, you could still fight against three in the martial arts competition. But what later?" Leng Yuan looked at Luo Hanlin's eyes, as if he was watching his past. "Three years ago, the rebels were wiped out, and a few imperial deceased soldiers had already put you in battle and fought hard. In the end, Luo You saved you. Now three years later, how much strength is there to retain?"

Leng Yuan walked to Luo Hanlin, reached out and held his shoulder, and said with a whisper, "So, it's not that I underestimate you, but that your era has really passed. The Yangtze River waves push the previous waves, and the Red Blood Empire has emerged in many talents. It no longer needs an 82-year-old veteran to fight for his life. If you force you to fight, with your current strength, you won, it will not be a great war. If you lose, it will be a devastating blow to morale. If you really want to help, you can stay in the rear to transport supplies, take care of the wounded, tell the new recruits your story, and raise their morale. This is what you should do."

How could Luo Hanlin not know what Leng Yuan said? His body belongs to him. He knows more than anyone else that he is aging every day.

Thunder God is not a god, but a mortal is just a mortal who uses his body to fight against the power of Thunder God, but in the final analysis, he is still a mortal. He will grow old and die.

Over the past few years, Luo Hanlin's appetite has been declining every day. He tried to strengthen his strength by eating eggs and meat, but he often couldn't eat it while eating it, and he vomited after he had to eat it.

The same is true for strength training in the mansion. The weight that he could lift easily in the past two years has made his joints crack and every muscle tremble.

Luo Hanlin knew very well that in the race against time, any effort he had not gone against the current, but just made himself retreat slowly, and he could not reverse the fact that he was going backwards no matter what.

Luo Hanlin's eyes were as lonely as a lion in his old age, but it was still burning with an unextinguishable fire. He stretched out his calloused hands, his tone was as complicated as if he had knocked over a bottle of Wuwei. "General, I don't have many years to live. No matter what I win or lose, this war must be the last war I have experienced in my life. My blood and heart can't cool down! Just yesterday, I dreamed that I galloped on the battlefield and killed the enemy! I gave my life to the empire, I am like its father, watching it come out ignorantly, learning to walk, grow up healthily, and watching all its ups and downs."

"The mountains and rivers in the first year of the Banghuai period were broken. I watched it fall down and stood up again. After the Banghuai period of the Banghuai period of the Banghuai period, I watched it fall down again, but still saw it trying hard to stand up. I just watched it as it fell to its head and blood, while running forward strongly, stumbled and stumbled."

"I never felt like a hero. I just like you and everyone. I hope to help it when it falls, so that it can shed less blood and get less hurt. This is all my life."

"So, General, please let me fight, for the last time in my life, for you and the entire empire!"

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