After seven years of separation, Luo Hanlin stepped into the headquarters of the Eagle Banner Army again, but the last time he stepped into this place was the famous general Zhenbei, and this time he was just a humble commoner.

Luo You brought Luo Hanlin to the auditorium. The atmosphere here was very solemn. The active generals of the Eagle Banner were all wearing uniforms, sitting upright and looking forward, as if waiting for an important moment. It is worth mentioning that there are many new faces among these people. Leng Yuan executed all the officers who opposed autonomy, and the vacancies left after the execution were filled by these new people.

Under Luo You's leadership, Luo Hanlin walked to the front of the stage tremblingly. At this time, Leng Yuan was standing on the stage and looking down at him.

Luo Hanlin looked at Leng Yuan who had been away for seven years and raised his hand shakingly. Although he was hunched, the military salute was still respectful and standard. He called out: "General."

Beside Leng Yuan, Mo Gu pulled out Lan Yang and pointed it at Luo Hanlin, and said coldly: "Please pay attention to your words. It is the Eagle King, not the General."

Luo Hanlin still stared at Leng Yuan, and his voice was hoarsely destroyed by the years, but still loud: "In the common people Luo Hanlin, I will pay homage to General Leng Yuan, the commander-in-chief of the Eagle Banner of the Northern Territory of the Red Blood Empire."

Mo Gu's face gradually became colder, and he subconsciously looked at Leng Yuan, waiting for her to give her an order.

If you call me wrongly, you will be whipped. If you call me randomly, you may be punished by the Dragon Guard. But this time, Leng Yuan signaled Mo Gu to collect the sword, but he was not angry. He just looked at Luo Hanlin indifferently and said, "Luhanlin, you don't feel tired when you raise a flag at the gate of the military camp every day?"

Luo Hanlin replied: "Not tired."

Leng Yuan glanced at Luo Hanlin's thin arms, laughed shortly, and said, "So, is it effective? Is anyone willing to follow you?"

Luo Hanlin replied: "No."

Leng Yuan narrowed her eyes and her voice became a little heavier: "Since that's the case, how long will you hold it?"

Luo Hanlin replied: "It depends on when the northern border will return."

Leng Yuan showed a mysterious smile, and the oppression of dragon power was hidden in her words: "Will the Northland never return in her life?"

Luo Hanlin replied: "Then let me give you my whole life."

This sentence suppressed the atmosphere in the venue, making people breathless.

Leng Yuan still had a smile on her face, and she stood silently, like a robot, just looking at Luo Hanlin with a smile. The generals below were a little scared. Since Lucky's death, Leng Yuan hadn't kept a smile for such a long time.

After a while, Leng Yuan finally moved. The smile on her face was still there, but there was an indelible coldness in her eyes. This coldness was born on the day Lucky died, like iron. She changed her tone and her tone became relaxed: "Luhanlin, today is a very important day. You may have forgotten it, but I will always remember it for you."

Luo Hanlin raised his head in confusion.

:Today is~...Leng Yuan deliberately kept it a secret, and after a while, she said with a smile, "Today is your birthday, the 90th birthday!"

The birthday of ten years is of great significance in traditional culture. Luo Hanlin has been living in a daze since the end of the war. Not to mention his birthday, he would even forget how old he is this year. If Leng Yuan did not mention it, he would not know that he was already 90 years old this year.

Luo Hanlin didn't expect Leng Yuan to remember this kind of thing, and was a little confused for a moment.

Leng Yuan spread his hands and signaled to the generals below, smiling and said, "Look, the Eagle Banner Generals here are new and long-lasting. Some know you, and some don't know you, but I've invited you to celebrate your birthday."

After Leng Yuan finished speaking, the generals of the Eagle Banner shouted in unison: "Congratulations to the old general Luohanlin on his 90th birthday. I wish to compete with the heaven and earth, and to share the same light with the sun and the moon."

Luo Hanlin turned around tremblingly and looked at the Eagle Banner Generals in confusion, but none of the people who were shouting just now were looking at him.

"I'll prepare a gift for you." Leng Yuan walked to Mo Gu and patted her shoulder, signaling to pick it up, then smiled at Luo Hanlin and said, "I hope you will like it."

Mo Gu took a scroll of equal height, which was the 90-year-old birthday gift prepared by Leng Yuan for Luo Hanlin. She stood it on the stage, untied the belt and slowly pulled it out, revealing the true face of the scroll.

On the scroll is a group of portraits, drawn by the painter with the most skilled skills in the North for a whole year. The picture shows a group of soldiers from the Second Patriotic War that year.

In this painting, the images of various soldiers are vividly displayed on the paper. The generals are strategized, the officers and soldiers fight bravely, and the vanguards are proud of dying first. The seriously injured and disabled people hold fire and thunder and destroy the enemy together. The whole army is united and united, and outlines a tragic look of mountains and rivers crying blood.

On the picture, many shocking details can be found. You can see Luo You holding a red umbrella to resist the Valkyrie bombing outside the Fierce Blood City. You can see the Central Guards one after another to protect the safety of the Grand Marshal. You can even see the white wolf rushing into the sea-surrounding war zone and raging, and finally turning into ashes under the annihilation weapon.

Everyone is fighting, and everyone is building the Great Wall of Flesh and Blood with their own bodies!

but...

Except for one person.

In the remote corner of the scroll, there is a man in the picture. He kneeled in front of a group of federal soldiers fearlessly. Some of the enemies were ravaged by his head, some held the captured thunderbolt double hammers to compete for strength, and some laughed and engraved words on his face, engraved with the word "capture".

"This painting is really good. I found the most skilled painter in the Northland, and gave them a death order. If I don't draw well, I will kill him! Actually, I was scaring them. I won't kill anyone for a painting. But the final result was not disappointing." Leng Yuan looked at the scroll with his back to the audience, and seemed very satisfied. He said seriously, "Luohanlin, what do you think of this painting? As a gift for the 90th birthday, are you still satisfied?"

In the audience, Luo Hanlin seemed to have his backbone removed, and sat down on the ground in a daze, looking at the scroll painting empty-looking, and looking at the kneeling person in the corner of the picture.

"I came up with a good idea!" Leng Yuan looked at the scroll carefully, slapped his palm, and said enthusiastically, "The schools in the North are about to replace a batch of new textbooks. When the history books tell the story of the Second Patriotic War, we used this painting as a picture to let the children grow up in this heroic atmosphere. What do you think?"

"Ah...ah!!...ah..." Luo Hanlin was already emotionally broken and cried loudly. He joined the army at the age of 18 and officially left the army at the age of 83. The old man who had been burning for 65 years was crying like a child at this time.

Suddenly, without warning, Luo Hanlin snatched the sword of a soldier beside him.

"I will serve the country for 65 years and fight for the Eagle Flag Army for 13 years. I will watch you grow up with my own eyes! If you want my eyes, I will take it out for you!" Luo Hanlin stabbed his sword into his eyes, pulled it out, stabbed it in, and then pulled it out, took out the two bloody eyes and threw it to Leng Yuan.

"I will hold the thunder and fight for Fengyunguan for seven days. This hand has killed a million insect swarms! You want my hand, I will chop it down for you!" Luo Hanlin cut off one of his hands with a chopping knife and threw it to Leng Yuan.

"The last general will join the army to fight in all directions and defend the country. These legs cross every inch of the country's territory! If you want my legs, I will cut them down for you!" Luo Hanlin cut off his legs one after another and threw them to Leng Yuan.

Finally, Luo Hanlin stabbed the knife into his chest, cut open his chest, revealing the beating heart, and the flames that burned for a lifetime gathered in the last roar: "I can't give it to you only with this loyalty!"

After saying that, Luo Hanlin hit the ground and everyone looked closely and saw that the former Thunder God had cracked his skull and died on the spot.

On the stage, even though Luo Hanlin was dead, Leng Yuan still did not turn around and was still looking at the scroll. She turned her back to everyone. The generals of the Eagle Banner below could not see her expression, only the ink bones in front of her could see.

Looking at Leng Yuan's face, Mo Gu's expression was a little sad, and he whispered: "Eagle King..."

"The painting burns it and bury him with great burial."

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Chapter completed!