"Who?"

Sanlang's eyes suddenly turned red, and he turned around and glared at Niu Qilang fiercely.

The eyes were silent, but full of power.

It seems like yelling: You don't deserve to know.

Sanlang never looked at Niu Qilang again, and crossed his hands and said excitedly to Su Dawei: "The last general, the veteran of Longyou, the commander of the Yanping Zhechong, and Wei Sanlang, pay a visit to the former general of the Luoshe Dao march."

As he said that, he shook his hands hard, and said with a clanging voice: "I hope to serve the general manager!"

His words were filled with iron blood.

The red eyes, the knife-cut face, and the evil spirits that emanate from the body, and the sound of gold and stone bursting out from the mouth.

It makes people feel like they are seeing the bloody battlefield in Longyou.

Seeing the Tang Dynasty cavalry holding a horizontal sword and rolling red flags, roaring towards the enemy.

That is the momentum that only the old soldiers who have experienced life and death have.

The entire city gate was silent.

All the people stared at the sight of surprise.

Although they had never seen a real battle formation, it was also seen from Wei Sanlang that this was a truly bloody veteran.

Moreover, as the commander of the Zhechong Mansion in Chang'an, he has considerable power.

A iron-blooded soldier like this actually paid a great gift to the emperor and said that he would die for the black and strong young man in front of him.

What is this person’s background?

Supervisor?

Isn’t the Logizadao Manager Su Dingfang?

It is not a big deal that these businessmen and the people are not familiar with each other. It is really that the news at this time is far from the advanced ones in later generations.

There is no information network.

At this time, the people who wanted to know the movements of the court all depended on the court's announcement.

The literacy rate of co-authoring is also low, most of which are illiterate, and only a few scholars can understand the news released by the court.

And it depends on how much news from the court has been released.

For things like the Tang Dynasty using troops to the outside world, it is absolutely impossible to announce the whole world before sending troops, telling everyone how many soldiers we have sent to the Tang Dynasty, who is the general, and who is responsible for logistics.

Isn't that crazy?

There are countless eyes and ears of various countries in Chang'an City, just merchants from the Western Regions, who sold the information.

Wouldn't the Tang army who went to the expedition be exposed?

Basically, the people of Chang'an will only vaguely hear that the court has used troops again. As for whom they attack and who they send as generals, they will most likely be victorious afterwards.

Only then will the court announce the announcement.

Then the peddlers and the people only talked more about it after dinner.

In this case, what everyone can remember is the main general, the God of War in the Tang Dynasty, and the general manager Su Dingfang.

As for who is the former chief manager, who is the rear chief manager, who is the marching chief manager, who is the logistics...

Who knows those?

The people just want to know which country was destroyed this time, how many enemies were killed, how many cattle, sheep and animals were regained, how many slaves and treasures were taken back.

So the thick circle of Hu merchants from all over the world and ordinary people were confused for a moment.

Who else is there except Su Dingfang, the general manager of the Logis?

This black-faced man looks so young, is he also the general manager?

The people don’t know it, which does not mean that the Wuhou and the Chengwei are not clear either.

Within the official system, there are their own news channels and circles.

Before, Su Dawei said that Huang'an County Magistrate and the others didn't know.

But at this time, Wei Sanlang shouted out the words "Love the front general manager", and a group of city guards and Xishi Office officials were frightened on the spot.

Hula, I fell to my knees all at once.

They touched the ground with their heads, and their bodies were trembling with fear.

The former marching supervisor who offended the Tang Dynasty...

There was only one person in front of the army, and that was the famous general Su Dawei, who regarded Wu as his own brother!

Ming Chongyan glanced at Su Dawei who was frowning and thinking, and gave An Wensheng a helpless look: "It's over, it's leaking. Empress Wu ordered us to secretly enter Chang'an. What should we do now?"

"What to do? How do I know what to do?"

An Wensheng spread his fat palms: "Cheap! Anyway, the sky fell and there was a tall man holding him."

Tall man?

Ming Chongyan glanced at An Wensheng, and then looked at Su Dawei who was one head taller than him.

He is indeed tall.

Su Dawei didn't know what to eat to grow up, even among the tall and strong Tang army, they were rare tall.

Ming Chongyan stood beside him, comparable to the "cutest height difference".

He looked up at Su Dawei, and Ming Chongyan's mouth twitched.

It seems that my child will not grow any longer. This height is my eternal pain.

Your mother should be far away from Su Dawei. This reference is so disgusting.

"Wei Sanlang, I remember you."

Su Dawei finally remembered it and nodded slightly, "You have followed Li Bian. They were from the storm team at that time, and I remember you."

"Master, you still remember me!"

Wei Sanlang's Adam's apple squirmed, and his face showed an incredible look.

At that time, there were more than 100,000 troops who conquered Tubo. Even if they were the vanguard army, there were tens of thousands of vanguard army.

The manager still remembers himself!

At this moment, an indescribable excitement surged from the bottom of his heart.

A crystal fog lit up in the red eyes.

"I remember not only you, but your team, Xiao Gui, Hu Shiba, Zhao Erlang, Zhang Jingzhi, everyone, who are alive and those who die in battle, I remember them."

Su Dawei's face was calm, but his voice was filled with solemnity.

"Each of you is the backbone of my Tang Dynasty."

"Maintain!"

Wei Sanlang shouted, and his other knee also knelt down, supported the ground with his hands, and his head hit the ground heavily.

Tears surged out of their eyes.

"Sanlang, Saburo, the robes, General Xie! General Xie still remembers us veterans."

"Get up, get up, not only me, but also the Tang Dynasty will not forget you. When I am back, I will write to Your Majesty to erect monuments for every veteran who died in battle, so that the people of the Tang Dynasty can worship them incense and their families. I will also write to Your Majesty to properly place them.

Those who carry firewood for everyone should not let them freeze and die in the wind and snow."

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Wei Sanlang knelt on the ground and cried so hard that he could not help himself.

Su Dawei stretched out his hand and helped him up with force.

"Don't cry! You are my Tang Dynasty soldier. You can shed blood and never shed tears! If you want to cry, you can only make our enemies cry!"

"Here!"

Wei Sanlang wiped his face hard with his arm wearing leather armor and crossed his hands hard to respond.

This scene made everyone stunned.

The previous calm was like a suppressed volcano, and it finally burst out at this moment.

Some of the Hu Shang from the Western Regions and the people passing by Chang'an City were shocked, some shouted, and some remembered something excited to tell the people around them.

"It's General Manager Su, General Manager Su is back!"

"Didn't General Manager Su die in the army? Where did General Manager Su come from?"

"You...a bastard, don't you know General Su's disciple, General Su!"

"It's him!!"

"Su Dawei!"
To be continued...