"Boy is here to ask for the general according to the will of the official family. How dare you stop him?" A young man held a spear that was much taller than him and pointed at the guards and scolded him angrily.

"What an ignorant brat, even though he hasn't grown all his hair, he dares to come to the general's mansion to act wildly? If there is a certificate, he will hand it over and wait. If there is no one, he will go back and forth." The guard sneered. You said it was sent by the emperor, so you have to take out the certificate.

"How can I hand over the things I gave to you at will?" The young man refused to accept it and just handed over it. If something went wrong, he would have to go back home.

"Then get out of here!" The guard was also angry. If we could guard the general, we were also elite in the battles. The general's confidant was actually despised by a kid.

"Then let's see the truth!" The young man held the gun in one hand, stomped heavily on the ground, and then danced a gun flower.

Experts can tell if they have any problems as soon as they take action. This move will never be able to be used in just three years.

The guard did not dare to be careless, so he took a few steps and pulled out his waist knife to be on guard.

"Stop!" Murong Yanzhao shouted angrily. He realized that his two guards were really not the opponent of this young man. Although they were not very old and were as strong as a calf, they would definitely be good at fighting on the battlefield in two years.

"I've seen the general!" When the two guards saw that it was Murong Yanzhao, they hurriedly bowed and bowed.

"Are you General Murong?" The young man was not surprised at all, but instead looked at Murong Yanzhao with a scrutiny look.

"That's right, why are you making noise here?" Although Murong Yanzhao became loving talent, he would not express it casually, and secretly guessed the origin of this person in his heart.

"Come to join the army according to the will of the officials!" The young man put away his spear. Although he believed in his martial arts, he was far inferior to those of Murong Yanzhao, a battlefield general.

"Who is your surname and who is your father? Let me tell you the truth." If the official family really asks him to join the army, there is only one possibility. The person in front of me is from a general.

"I'm here to go to Li Jilong, my father, my father Li Chuyun." The boy paused, and a hint of humiliation flashed in his eyes.

Once upon a time, his father Li Chuyun was the giant he looked up to. Being a general like his father was his ultimate dream. Whenever he reported to his family, his friends praised him, but now, all this has changed.

His father was labeled as incompetent and ruined the most elite cavalry in the Song Dynasty, and he died.

Now it is not just him, his mother and younger brother, who cannot be looked up as a human being. As the eldest son of the Li family, he has the responsibility to shoulder this burden and continue the glory of the Li family.

That day, Li Jilong wore a armor that was not yet fit, and carried a spear that was not suitable for help, walked outside the imperial city gate, and couldn't kneel up.

These equipment were last birthday, and I begged my father to ask a famous artist to make it for him and keep it for you to use when your body matures in the future. Unexpectedly, it came in handy in advance.

Zhao Kuangyin was in a complicated mood about Li Chuyun's death. He regretted the loss of a general, but he hated him for destroying the cavalry he had built with great difficulty.

Zhao Kuangyin thought for a long time and decided to meet him and see what Li Jilong wanted to do.

"I want to make a fortune above the battle formation

Yao, for my father and for the Li family, justify the name!" This is what Li Jilong said in front of Zhao Kuangyin. He is not very old, but it is very loud.

Zhao Kuangyin decided to give him a chance. At present, there are not young generals in the Song Dynasty. If Li Jilong really has talent, he might as well give him a chance, which can at least arouse the martial spirit of young people all over the world.

As for clearing his father's name, it was said that Zhao Kuangyin's heart was in his heart. Is there any problem with Li Chuyun's death? Perhaps it is a good choice to let Li Jilong go to Murong Yanzhao's army and go to find the answers in person.

"Are you Li Chuyun's son? Where is the official's order?" The original appreciation instantly seemed like eating a bite bug, which was extremely uncomfortable. He was not in harmony with Li Chuyun, and everyone knew that it was known to everyone.

No wonder the officials did not send military supervisors to send Li Chuyun's son to his army. Wouldn't this move be controlled?

Li Chuyun took out the document from his arms and handed it over carefully. Murong Yanzhao took it and opened it. It was indeed written by the official, and there was a large seal on the signature.

"The official let the arrangements be made appropriately. Li Jilong, where do you want to go?" Murong Yanzhao was secretly unhappy when he saw the last sentence. He was holding him on the fire and roasting him.

If the arrangement is high, it is just a fictional victory, a low pressure, a vanguard will die, and a central army will hide. He can always find out the problem.

"I just want to kill the enemy and make achievements!" Li Jilong replied without thinking. He came here because the war was about to begin, not just for the cause of his father's death.

"Then go to the rush camp, the death rate is the highest and the chances of beheading are the most." Murong Yanzhao originally wanted to arrange him as a guard, but the guards basically had no chance to make great contributions.

"General, if we have a few shortcomings, we can't tell it clearly." Yu Wen Su leaned closer to Murong Yanzhao's ear and whispered.

If Li Jilong also died in Murong Yanzhao's army, who could block the world?

"Okay, I'll go to the Dance Camp." Li Jilong came from the general's sect and naturally knew the dangers of the Dance Camp, but he came here to justify the Li family. Only by fighting for a way out in thousands of dangers can the world recognize them again.

"I'll give you another chance to consider." Murong Yanzhao figured it out. Since this kid is a talent and he doesn't like him, he will throw it out and train it. If it works, that's his ability and he also gives him a chance. If it doesn't work, then go with his father. As for rumors, Murong Yanzhao is already planning to get rid of his family and return to his mother.

"No, I'll go to the sport camp." Li Jilong shook his head. How could Murong Yanzhao underestimate him, who was already young and energetic?

He is Li Chuyun's son, not a waste, and the jumping camp is the most elite.

"Okay, take him to the jump camp. As for the position, you challenge him. As long as you win, you can replace him." Murong Yanzhao is not a rough man, he has his own thoughts and often he is disdainful of it.

Since the official family does not say it clearly, then Murong Yanzhao does not restrict it. It depends on your own ability. It is normal for the military to speak with fists. Just talk about the official family, why were they praised by everyone among the brothers of the Yishe Society? They were not beaten with fists.

"I thank you for your humble position!" Li Jilong originally didn't like Murong Yanzhao anywhere, but this sentence,

It made him feel that Murong Yanzhao was also a man.

He had already made the worst plan before, and was left by Murong Yanzhao to get a job with qualifications, or to directly arrange a big soldier as cannon fodder, he admitted that the ending is much better now.

"No need to thank you, go, it depends on your own ability." Murong Yanzhao waved his hand and asked the guard to take him over. As for him, he wanted to go to the water village to see. The battle is imminent, so he must keep a close eye on it. If something goes wrong, he will be another Li Chuyun.

The Jogging Camp is just a title, and it is full of people who are not afraid of death. Among the 100,000 imperial guards of the Song Dynasty, there are only five battalions, one battalion with 500 people, totaling 2,500 people.

"I told you all my heads to come out to pick up the customers!" The guard Dalala stood at the entrance of the camp and shouted at the top of her voice. At this moment, she was a veteran of Fengyue Place.

No matter how arrogant and arrogant the dance camp was, he would not dare to attack Murong Yanzhao's personal soldiers. He came with the general's order, and he was to challenge the general.

"Bah! You are shameless, you are just your little body, can you bear my old cow?" A strong man came out of the tent, naked with his upper body, with a waist of about five feet. As he walked, his fat flesh swayed up and down like a wave.

"Haha, Captain Niu, the weather is good today. I just brought people to the show. This is the guest official." Lao Fei smiled embarrassedly, and he struggled to breathe down.

He quickly pulled Li Jilong beside him forward and retracted himself. He was not lucky today, so he met Niu Feng, the most difficult fat tiger among the five tigers in the jump camp.

"The thin skin and tender flesh are still a young man, right? Lao Fei, is this considered a filial piety to the color tiger?" Fat tiger Niu Feng is also a mouthful, and his sexual orientation is still normal. Among the five tigers, it is the color tiger oriental zirconium, which is a good male style.

Although Oriental Zircon is very male-style, he is still abiding by the rules in the camp. However, he has seen this kid now, so it is hard to say, and it is possible to be lustful and lustful.

"I'm talking about Lao Niu, don't talk bad things behind your back. Be careful that the old pervert will listen. Go to your camp tonight." A burly man, carrying a gilded sword, walked over from the back of the camp.

Lao Fei, who led the way, introduced to Li Jilong that this person is the king of tigers, the strongest among the five tigers, a gilded sword, and it is hard to meet the opponent.

Li Jilong suddenly felt that the jump camp was right, at least these two people are not opponents at the moment. Only by staying with the strong can we keep improving.

"Person Wang, Captain Niu, this person named Li Jilong is the eldest son of the late General Li Chuyun. He came here to join the army at the will of the official family. General Murong said that he would join the Jumping Camp, and the position was up to him. No matter who he challenged, he would replace his position as long as he wins." Lao Fei felt that he would withdraw early. There was no good stubbornness in this Jumping Camp, and he was uncomfortable staying here.

"Li Chuyun, is the one who died in battle outside Jiangling City?" A man of medium size, unlike the roughness of a fierce tiger and a fat tiger, was naked and had all the armor on his body. After getting closer, he saw a ferocious scar, from his left eye to the corner of his mouth. If it was deeper, he might have a craniotomy on the spot.
Chapter completed!