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    Fifteen years of Shengping

    Ling Wuzhan sat on horseback and galloped all the way towards Xidu, with a faint smile on his face, just got the letter from Fei Ge, and Xiao Qi was accepted as a disciple by Hu Ziyu.  Ling Wuzhan crushed the note in his hand, I hope this is a brand new life for you.  Ling Wuzhan looked up at the city wall that was already visible to the naked eye not far away, and he knew that the battle he was about to face was coming!

    Ling Wuzhan clenched the halberd in his hand, as if he could already feel his blood churning, it was the blood of war being awakened in his body.  He felt his fighting spirit roaring, this was his impulse when facing the war.  That was his most primitive impulse!

    At this moment, the herald rushed over, ran to Ling Wuzhan's side, and shouted at Ling Wuzhan: "General Ling, the marshal asked you to change to a vanguard and break through the outermost defensive line of Xidu.  Go directly into the city from the front!"

    Ling Wuzhan nodded, indicating that he understood, gestured down, reined in the horse with both hands, and the whole team slowly stopped in front.  Ling Wuzhan looked back at everyone, and said sharply: "Now I will lead the army to charge, our friendly army is besieged in the city in front of us, and our brothers and sisters are disturbed by the flames of war in the city. And our arrival  , it will be time to end all this! All brothers, kill!"

    Ling Wuzhan's last word fell, and there was an earth-shattering killing intent from the whole team, and the killing intent was approaching Xidu!  After three roars, Ling Wuzhan took the lead and plunged into the opponent's camp!  The halberd in Ling Wuzhan's hand rose and fell in an instant, leaving behind pieces of fallen corpses.

    The war started, and the war of defense started immediately. Ling Wuzhan's halberd head reached the opponent's general, and the whole person galloped away, and the long halberd in his hand also made a roaring sound.  Fighting with the opponent's general, after a few rounds, a human head rolled to the ground.

    Ling Wuzhan's halberd was full of blood, Ling Wuzhan smiled slightly, turned and left!  The opponent's line of defense was completely defeated by Ling Wuzhan in an instant.  Because no one would have thought that Ling Wentian went to Xidu instead of Zhennan Pass first.  This immediately confuses the army of Mingdu Kingdom, and now, for them, this sudden reinforcement is like falling from the sky.

    Ling Wuzhan didn't feel any resistance and directly crushed the tens of thousands of besieged soldiers in front of him. He led the team and formed a blockade outside.  Ling Wuzhan rode a horse and walked to the pass. On the city wall, an ordinary middle-aged man poked his head out. At this time, their bodies were already covered with scars from the war. They faced Ling Wuzhan below.  Shouted: "Which general is below? Is there a transfer order?"

    Ling Wuzhan smiled, and took out something from his arms, which was the special token of the Ling family. The moment the city guard saw the token, he suddenly felt relaxed.  The Ling family has faith in the soldiers of the entire Cangling Kingdom, because members of the Ling family have never lost a battle!

    The city gate opened slowly, Ling Wuzhan immediately ordered some people to be stationed in front of the city gate, and he entered the pass with a small number of soldiers.  The middle-aged man he saw just now was none other than Feng Tiancheng, the Tiancheng defender of Xidu Pass!  The moment Feng Tiancheng saw Ling Wuzhan, he asked with some doubts: "May I ask who you are from the Ling family?"

    Feng Tiancheng has been stationed here for more than ten years. He has not returned to his home for a long time. He only knows that the Ling family has a son named Ling Wuzhan, but he has never seen this child.  Even in his memory, the once famous Ling Wentian gradually became blurred in his memory.

    During the days in the frontier, he could no longer tell the difference between the sun and the moon. He looked at Mingdu not far away every day. No one wanted to destroy the country in front of him more than him.  In this way, he can go home and see his newborn child who has never seen his own child.  Go see your old mother, go see your wife!

    What he didn't see was that there was a young man behind Ling Wuzhan, looking at Feng Tiancheng in front of him with excited eyes.  Even though that face has never been seen before, but the blood is familiar, it is the feeling of blood connection.  No one could explain this feeling clearly, but he could immediately be sure that the man in front of him was his father.

    He used to have resentment towards his father, because no matter what other people's children did wrong, their father would stand up for them.  But he can only lick his own wound like a lone eagle forever.  Then rely on your own strength to take back what you lost.

    But even if he snatched it back, he couldn't satisfy the loneliness in his heart, the kind of loneliness that he couldn't explain.  Only he knows how envious he is every time he sees the son being intimate with his father, and only he knows that every time he walks back home alone, he feels envious.The resentment in my heart on the way home.  But on the day when he entered the army, when he saw his father standing in front of him covered in wounds, the greatest resentment in his heart was unknowingly and quietly resolved.

    Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, Ling Wuzhan was deeply moved. Ling Wuzhan took Feng Tiancheng's hands with both hands, and said with a smile: "I should call you uncle, I am the eldest son of Ling, Ling Wuzhan  !"

    Feng Tiancheng couldn't help but sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect it to be several years in a flash, and even Wentian's son is already this old!"  With guilt and longing in his eyes, countless complicated expressions appeared in his eyes, Feng Tiancheng asked cautiously: "My family, my wife, my child, are they all okay?"

    Ling Wuzhan didn't expect that this hard-working Guozhidun in the eyes of the outside world would become such a careful man because of his family.  Ling Wuzhan didn't answer, turned around, and said with a smile: "Feng Anguo! Come out and talk to your father yourself!" Feng Anguo finally couldn't help hearing what Ling Wuzhan said, and rushed out from the team  , hugged Feng Tiancheng, cried and shouted: "Father, father, I am Anguo, I came to see you! Father!!!"

    The sound of father almost made everyone unable to bear to look sideways. Many of them grew up with Feng Anguo, the boy who always seemed taciturn.  For the first time, such feelings erupted, it was the yearning for his father, it was the expectation for his father.  At this moment, it seemed to have become a reality, Ling Wuzhan smiled, did not stop, and quietly led the people back.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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