Why didn’t Xi mention so-and-so... but thought so-and-so was dead?”

Zhao Yun was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

Zhang Yan snorted, then snorted again...

"Commander..." Zhao Yun cupped his hands and said, "... Yun still remembers that he was originally a small wealthy family in Changshan. However, that year there was a severe drought in the north, and there was no harvest in the village. However, he encountered Xianbei going south.

Countless counties in Yunzhong, Dingxiang, Changshan, and Yanmen have fallen, and millions of people have no choice but to flee to avoid the flames of war..."

As he spoke, Zhao Yun took out a small grass ring from his arms, was silent for a while, and then slowly placed the withered grass ring in front of Zhang Yan, and continued, "...the journey of escape was tragic.

...Yunzhi's parents and little sister were on the way...but Yun was powerless and could only watch the death of his blood relatives...Unexpectedly, there was not even a mat...Yun, the only thing he could do was to

Maybe dig a pit and use this grass ring..."

Speaking of this, even though Zhao Yun was as smooth as water, his voice was choked with sobs.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, calmed down for a while, and then said: "...Yun also remembered that when he first arrived in Black Mountain, he heard that the commander-in-chief once said that he did not ask for high-ranking officials, nor gold and silk, but only wanted to be able to survive in this difficult time.

In this world, I want to find a happy land for farming, and find peace and well-being..."

Zhang Yan's chest rose and fell, and then she stared at Zhao Yun for a while and said: "...then...then now you have found a happy land for farming and are in peace and well-being?"

Zhao Yun met Zhang Yan's gaze and said: "Yun, I don't know whether it is or not... However, Yun has seen Bai Bo's heart full of joy when he was harvesting in Pingyang, and he has also seen the soldiers in the north planting the flag of the Han Dynasty.

On the top of Yinshan Mountain... Commander, this time, maybe you are wrong..."

"Huh? Cough cough..." Zhang Yan wanted to get angry, but the pain all over his body couldn't support his excitement. He coughed repeatedly, and it was difficult to breathe for a while.

Zhang Yan pushed away the water handed over by Bai Que, stared at Zhao Yun, and roared in a low voice: "Ahem, there is not a single good official in this world... in this world! They are all corrupt, perverting the law, and taking human life lightly! Don't look at it now.

...Ahem...What if, what if he changes? He becomes no different from other corrupt officials! What do you say? What are you going to do?"

Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said: "Yun... I don't know..."

"Haha, I know, I just know!" Zhang Yan didn't know where she got the strength, but regardless of the pain all over her body, she stood up unsteadily, grabbed Zhao Yun, and said, "Promise...promise to something

!Some...someone gave this head to you!"

Bai Que shouted from the side: "Great Commander!"

"Shut up!" Zhang Yan turned around and shouted, "...Look how long I can live like this?! I'll die early, so I can give my brothers a way to live! It's worth it!"

Zhang Yan turned around, ignored Bai Que, and grabbed Zhao Yun with both hands. The festering wounds on her body burst open again, and blood and pus seeped out bit by bit, "Promise me! For the sake of it,

After so many years of friendship, promise me!"

"Commander, please speak..." Zhao Yun said.

Zhang Yan stared into Zhao Yun's eyes and said word by word: "From today on, you are the commander of Montenegro! Take my head back! If I am wrong, let me take a look at this farming paradise.

I am willing to die! If he changes in the end, then I am not wrong! You must avenge me, avenge me! Call the brothers in Montenegro and kill him for me, kill him! Promise me, promise me!

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Chapter completed!