In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

General Zheng was anxious and prepared to show his filial piety, so he led his own soldiers to escort him to the Beimang camp.

The deputy general followed General Zheng with a dead look on his face. He was still struggling on the way: "General, I just received the news that there is chaos on the mountain..."

"None of your business?" General Zheng said with a cold expression. "Isn't Xiao Liao on the mountain?"

"Is he just a bully? It doesn't matter, and he has no backing. If it weren't for the general's appreciation, how could he be so good in the Zhenshan Army?"

The deputy general glanced at the majestic Beimang Camp and felt a little cramped in his calves.

He would rather fish in troubled waters in the mountains than deal with the Beimang Army.

It is said that the person in charge of Beimang this time is not Marshal Long Fei, but the hidden boss Shen Zaiye.

A monster who would not even spare prisoners of war in foreign battlefields, but would force them to pick up their guns and kill them after they surrendered.

The reputation is worse than that of Zhang Xiangbei.

Later, Wan Yi got into a dispute and had a quarrel. The deputy general didn't know how General Zheng should respond.

"What's the point of going? I don't even appreciate you."

General Zheng curled his lips and said.

The deputy general heard this and said in a deep voice: "General, just be tough!"

General Zheng groaned, carrying Xiaojing and running towards the Beimang camp.

Before we even arrived at the camp, we could smell the delicious food.

"It's only half past ten..." the deputy general said. "How many meals do I need to eat this day?"

"I happen to be a little hungry." General Zheng said solemnly.

Then he ordered his subordinates to put aside their filial piety and walk into the camp.

The deputy general hesitated and followed.

He was really hungry too.

Inside the camp.

Several Beimang generals were eating hot pot, led by Shen Zaiye in straight military uniform.

He raised his eyes and glanced at General Zheng. He was not surprised and said, "Move the chair yourself."

General Zheng was not polite. He moved a chair, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and poured himself a glass of wine.

The lieutenant hesitated for a moment, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, picked up a few chopsticks of offal, and ate standing up.

"Bring some specialties from the mountains to Beimang, don't be too little." General Zheng pursed his lips and said.

Shen Zaiye said calmly: "Why are you so polite?"

"We are old friends, so you still need to bring a greeting gift." General Zheng said politely, with a smile on his face.

Shen Zaiye frowned and glanced sideways at General Zheng: "Isn't the banquet on the mountain delicious? Why do you come to my place?"

General Zheng condensed for a moment and said coldly: "I miss you."

Before Shen Zaiye could lift the table, General Zheng hurriedly corrected him: "My deputy general said that when Beimang was training, he stepped on the line and was a bit out of line."

The filial piety that should be given cannot be less.

Those who should be beaten, as the leader of the Zhenshan Army, also have to speak out.

This is also a friendly force. During the war, Beimang's move is enough to start a war.

When Shen Zaiye heard the words, he tilted his head and lit a cigarette: "Is the whole world not the king's land, and the soldiers leading the land are not the king's ministers? What boundary has been crossed? You have established yourself as a country?"

"Old Shen, I don't want to say this." General Zheng quickly tried to dissuade him and winked.

"Then let me say something else."

Shen Zaiye flicked the ashes of his cigarette skillfully and said calmly: "My brother went up the mountain to collect food and eat at the table to give you face. If he loses a hair when he comes down the mountain, I will upgrade the training to actual combat at any time."

"Don't hit your own people!"

General Zheng's tiger body shook and he shouted loudly.

"How come there are so many of our own people?" Shen Zaiye put down his wine glass and stood up slowly, with a look of solemnity filling his whole body. "It's up to my brother to decide whether you are one of our own!"

The voice just fell.

The Beimang soldiers in the camp stood up one after another and stared at him eagerly.

The legs of the lieutenant general who was standing aside eating beef offal were trembling, for fear that the Beimang army would attack in anger...

General Zheng took a deep breath and asked doubtfully: "Old Shen, what if General Zhang is bossing around on the mountain and is lawless?"

Shen Zaiye's face darkened and he said matter-of-factly: "I suggest you endure it."

"Of course I can bear it," General Zheng said tactfully. "But not everyone among the big shots in the mountains can bear it."

"Then after you finish your meal, go and persuade those who can't bear it to do some ideological work for them." Shen Zaiye said solemnly. “As the old saying goes, if you endure for a while, the sea will be calm, but if you take a step back, the sea and the sky will be brighter.”

The deputy general was stunned and sweating profusely.

General Zheng opened his mouth and said with a tight voice: "General Zhang is on a killing spree on the mountain, and the situation is about to get out of control..."

"A mass killing?" Shen Zaiye's eyes turned cold and he said indifferently. "How many families are there in the mountain? Even if they all die, it won't be enough to go on a killing spree."

"..."

General Zheng and the deputy general supported each other and left the Beimang camp.

Shen Zaiye watched the two people leave, picked up the phone, and sent a WeChat message to Zhang Xiangbei: "General, fly bravely, Beimang will always be with you."

Then he looked back at the soldiers and said word by word: "I brought you all here. You all know what to do when you come here this time, so I won't go into details."

A Beimang veteran saluted slowly and said with a grin: "If any relatives in my family are involved, I will offer ten flowers and you can solve it for me."

"I'll offer twenty." Another veteran curled his lips. "Hide it for me, I can't afford to embarrass this person."

Shen Zaiye dialed a phone and said calmly: "Mom, no one in our family is involved, right?"

"Beast! Are you fucking speaking human language? Are you worthy of your father's mighty giant statue?"

Shen Zaiye curled his lips and said, "You really don't have a tutor."