Ultimate Assassin System

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The arrival of Tang En, Lina and other reinforcements, as well as the Tiger Roar Legion's troop deployment tokens, documents, etc., were like pie falling from the sky, undoubtedly bringing a huge surprise to Joshua. What follows is naturally the resulting busyness.

The opportunity to fight was fleeting, and after a few words of greeting, Slender Monkey immediately hurried out of the city with the token and documents. Josiah led Lina, David and others to settle down, and arranged new identities for several people. They were probably secret agency personnel, and introduced them to the senior leaders of the Gray Army here. As for Tang En...

Behind the city lord's palace, Tang En, led by the middle-aged officer who had passed the news before, walked through several long corridors and came to a tightly guarded separate compartment.

Soft carpets, exquisite wall lamps, expensive thick red-brown wooden doors. Tang En glanced at it briefly and knew that this should be a place where city lord-level figures used to rest during their work. Or, it is a secret place where you can delve into the great cause of human creation with your assistants and subordinates...

Of course, now that this place is occupied by the Gray Army, those messy things will naturally disappear. But what hasn’t changed is that the person living here is also a big shot! A very important figure in the Gray Army!

This can be seen from the energetic and energetic elite guard group guarding the surroundings, who can be seen as veterans of hundreds of battles.

The atmosphere here is inexplicably cold and depressing. If you get closer, the entire corridor is like an ice cellar, cold and gloomy. The middle-aged officer stepped forward to negotiate with a guard in a low voice, and the latter glanced at Tang En. Nod. He reached out and gently pushed open the wooden door at the back.

Marshal, you just had something to eat. You haven't gone to bed yet, so you can go in... However, the doctor told you to get more rest, so you'd better come out as soon as possible. Of course, the guard knows this middle-aged officer and should know this. This meeting was the intention of Leader Josiah, but his words were still cold and he seemed not to be very willing to Tang En's visit.

Tang En was not angry when he heard this and nodded to the guard. Taking a slight breath, he walked into the room.

As soon as I walked in, before I could take in the luxurious interior of the house, I was hit by a strong smell of medicine. Tang En frowned slightly and turned his gaze to the wide bed against the wall on the left, looking at the thin figure half leaning against the head of the bed.

It was an old man with white hair, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face covered with age spots was gray. He was obviously seriously ill or injured and was dying. But that's the case. From the seemingly helpless reclining posture but the extremely straight back, one can still feel an iron-blooded aura of self-control and self-power.

Frey's identity is a quasi-marshal. But now outsiders still call him General Frey. Among today's Gray Army, there is only one person who can be called a marshal, and that is Old Marshal Oumeng!

This former general of Bran's regular army, after being taken to the Gray Army by Luosha in every possible way, has always been in control of the army. For decades, he led the weak Gray Army soldiers to travel here and there, switching to different battles. Wan Li, whose status and merit are among the Gray Army, has no second thought at all except Luo Sha!

It's just a pity... Since ancient times, famous generals are like beauties, and they are not allowed to grow old in the world.

Looking at the old Marshal Oumeng who had a heroic laugh and a burly figure in his impression, now lying helplessly like a dry tree, Tang En couldn't help but shook his head sadly, his eyes slightly drooped, and he was secretly feeling sad.

It's only been a year, but now there are only a few left of those old men in gray clothes...

As if he had noticed something, Ou Meng, who was lying down, frowned slightly and slowly opened his drooped eyelids. His old eyes were cloudy. He looked at Tang En blankly at first, and then suddenly realized. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and laughed softly: Haha, your boy is finally here.

Tang En also chuckled when he heard this. He was not surprised. He took a few steps forward to the bedside and bowed and saluted: Sorry, old marshal, I'm late.

Of course there is no problem with Tang En's disguise, but with Oumeng's current physical condition, naturally not many people will come to see him. This is not unreasonable, but what Ou Meng needs most now is a quiet rest. In addition, with the current war, there are fewer people from the military, and of course there will be fewer people coming here to visit. Now that an extremely unfamiliar face like Tang En appears, it is only expected that Ou Meng can guess his identity.

No, you came at the right time...ahem... Waving his hands slightly, Oumeng straightened his body, as if he wanted to sit higher and more comfortable. But just by moving, the old body trembled and coughed continuously. Upon seeing this, Tang En quickly stepped forward to help him, and gently patted Oumeng's thin back to help calm him down.

Huh...it's okay. I'm really old and useless. In the past, even if I was stabbed through a hole, I could drink two cans of wine as blood to replenish it...Oh, forget it, just don't say it. He shook his head, With gray hair on his temples like dry grass, Ou Meng laughed at himself, I keep reminding myself of the past. It seems like I am really going to meet those old brothers.

Tang En shook his head seriously: Old Marshal, what are you talking about? With your physique, you only need to rest for a while, and you can still be a rich man walking around with dogs and riding birds.

These are not entirely words of comfort, although illness comes like a mountain falling, and illness goes away like a silk thread. But the main reason why Oumeng became like this was because of the harsh environment deep in the Shiwanda Mountains and the lack of effective medicine, so his injuries became more serious. Now that he has entered Bran City, there is no shortage of various treatment methods and medicines. As long as his energy and energy remain intact, it is still possible to stabilize his condition and injuries.

Haha, I'm not used to this. After all, I've been on horseback for most of my life... After laughing, Ou Meng didn't seem to care about his injuries. He just brushed it off and said no more. Instead, he grabbed Tang En's palm and said solemnly, Now I also know a little about the situation of the Gray Army. This is not fair to you. In fact, you are not to blame for what happened to Chief Luo Sha. Don't let anything happen to you. It’s a good idea. Ah”

Don't worry, old marshal, I know it well. After patting the back of Omen's cold hand, Tang En nodded and said.

Tang En didn't care, but it was obvious that Oumeng didn't think so. He waved his hand and continued: Listen to me. Well, deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, I discussed this matter with Josiah. Although it is a bit tricky. But it is also It’s not that it can’t be reversed. With the reputation of Josiah and I in the Gray Army, coupled with your ability, it’s not difficult to let the people of the Gray Army know your role and significance, but these arrangements will take time... We It's impossible for you to take the blame for no reason. Again, it's not fair...

As he talked ramblingly, Tang En nodded and listened without interrupting, but looked a little thoughtful.

Sure enough, after a moment, Ou Meng unconsciously grasped Tang En's hand. He looked a little hesitant, It's best if you don't care. If you do... please bear with me. Haha, some words are very utilitarian, but there is really no way now. This is why I, an old guy, have managed to survive until now. reason……

After a pause, he raised his head to meet Tang En's gaze, and said calmly, Tang En, you must be aware of the situation of the Gray Army. The decision to come out of Shiwanda Mountain is considered a risk, and the success or failure is hard to say. But the biggest problem right now is that Qiao Regarding Shia’s safety, I hope you can...be a Zuofan!

Tang En suddenly nodded when he heard this, understanding that this was what Ou Meng really wanted to say after going around in circles.

Although he was bedridden, Oumeng's mind was still very clear. He knew very well where the fatal weakness of this gray-coated army was. Once Josiah, the new leader, made a mistake, this gray-coated army, which had just climbed out of the abyss of despair, would collapse!

Zuo Fan has passed away with Luo Sha, and now he can only place his hope on Tang En. What is called being a Zuofan once actually means being a lifelong person! Because, the implicit meaning here is that Josiah should always be the leader of the Gray Army!

This is the reason why Oumeng pleads. He is very aware of the relationship between Tang En and Joshua, so it seems that it is natural for Tang En to protect Joshua. But in fact, Tang En and Joshua are not after all. Zuo Fan, Luo Sha, let alone tying Tang En to the Gray Army, a chariot that may be overturned at any time, is not too much. As for whether Tang En is willing to let his lover, Joshua, always be the leader of the Gray Army, this is a big question!

You must know that Zuo Fan once wanted Luo Sha to leave the Gray Army and find a quiet and peaceful place to enjoy the world of two people, instead of always carrying the name of rebellion and leading tens of millions of people to run around in embarrassment and live a precarious life. Life!

Most people are selfish, especially when it comes to the safety of a loved one. Losa was able to be selfless enough to abandon her own emotions and join the public, and now Josiah can do the same. But in the long journey of life, Omen cannot guarantee that Josiah will always be like this, let alone Tang En...

In short, as Ou Meng said just now, this is a very utilitarian request! Very selfish too!

but,

Shaking his head, I am not Brother Zuo Fan, and Joshua is not the leader of Losa... Meeting Oumeng's suddenly dimmed eyes, Tang En raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said lightly, She is my Tang En's woman. Therefore, I will protect her safety. I will fulfill her wishes... As for what will happen in the future, no one can say for sure, I can only guarantee one thing - as long as she says so, as long as I can!

After a pause, Also... Looking at the corners of Oumeng's cracked mouth and his expression that suddenly became energetic, Tang En shrugged, It's too much to tell the biggest thought in my heart in retrospect, and then pass away with a smile. I don’t like being old-fashioned, like acting in a drama. So, you have to live when you are old, you must live, and then come and drink the wedding wine of me and Josiah!”

Ruolei laughed suddenly, Haha... don't worry, kid, with my physique, even if I get stabbed through a hole right now, it would be like putting two cans of wine in...

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moment.

I'll take a rest first. I'll come and see you when I have time.

Haha...you don't mean what you say! Go away, go away, as long as you have this heart, you should spend more time with Qiao...your woman.

Hey, the old marshal is so disrespectful... waved hello, Tang En curled his lips and closed the wooden door, turned around, What did you talk about? This is the first time I've seen the old marshal so happy recently. Joshua, who was still wearing heavy armor, said He stood in front of the door and asked with raised eyebrows. The group of guards on the side also looked at Tang En with surprised expressions.

Oh, it's nothing, just a casual chat. Well... Twain turned his head and thought for a moment, looked at Josiah who looked curious, and touched his nose, Really want to know? Okay, let's talk as we go.

Well, tell me. Joshua followed.

Actually, it's really nothing... When I entered, I saw the old marshal lying on the bed, listless. I asked him if he drank water? He shook his head. Did he eat fruit? Still shook his head. In the end, I had to say... Otherwise, find him a Girl? Tsk! When the old marshal heard this, he immediately became happy and burst into tears. He held my hand tightly and said - help me up and try!

Twain smacked his lips, and spread his hands with an innocent look on his face, Hey, that's the whole process. Hehe, if you are disrespectful, don't blame me for stabbing you in the back. Alas, when will retribution end...

Uh... There was a sudden pause in his steps, and Josiah's mouth opened into a cute O-shape. He looked stunned and was dumbfounded on the spot.

Immediately, clang, clang, and the sound of metal hitting the ground suddenly sounded densely, echoing crisply in the corridor.

Tang En and Joshua turned their heads subconsciously, and saw the group of elite soldiers with cold temperaments in front of the door, frozen in place like sculptures, with expressions changing between gloomy and bright, disillusioned and collapsed. The forward-stretched palm trembled slightly, and there were shining spears and weapons piled up next to his feet...

…………(To be continued...)