broken!Li Er's son turned out to be a hidden boss

Accompanied by the thundering cannons outside, Li Wenhao slept very sweetly.

It was as if in a dream, he was firing one shot after another...

This sleep lasted until noon, if Liu Bowen hadn't called him, he wouldn't have gotten up at all.

When he walked out of the tent, he saw Xiong Zhan leading the soldiers of the Owl Ghost Army, gnawing meat and bones.

"Let me tell you, was that cool yesterday?"

"Did you see that, with a stick, you can fly a group of people away!"

Xiong Zhan said with a bone in one hand and water in the other.

His ecstatic look is really itchy to look at.

"Just you, you are much worse than Your Majesty!"

The veteran of the Xiaogui Army, Wang Gensheng, complained mercilessly.

"At the time when His Majesty went to the battle alone, His Majesty was only a teenager at that time?"

"On the side of the Wei River, the old man was lucky enough to witness this battle with his own eyes. Help you?"

"Little bear, you still need to practice!"

A group of veterans of the Owl Ghost Army said in a strange manner, to be honest, the Owl Ghost Army, who often followed Li Wenhao to the most dangerous places on the battlefield, really didn't feel too surprised by Xiong Zhan's performance.

"Your Majesty is number one and invincible in the world, but I, Old Bear, am not!"

Annoyed, Xiong Zhan vented his anger on the flesh in his hand. There was no way, the old soldiers of the Xiaogui Army were all existences who could talk to Li Wenhao directly, and even Li Wenhao could clearly call out the names of these veterans , he dare not offend Xiong Zhan.

Besides, Li Wenhao didn't explicitly say that he would hand over the Xiaogui Army to him, so if he can keep a low profile, he should keep a low profile.

After all, in the Owl Ghost Army, there are barons per capita, and even some people with outstanding military exploits have already been awarded earls for their meritorious service.

Of course, this kind of title is just the title and the fiefdom representing the title, and has no real power, but 1 nobles, what is this concept?
You know, when the Xiaogui army formed the army, these people were orphans who had no father or mother and were about to starve to death. I guess they would never have imagined that one day they would become nobles with rich families and countless fertile land.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?"

Seeing Li Wenhao coming out, these old soldiers put away the things in their hands and bowed their heads respectfully.

"Free gift, what are you eating, give me a bite!"

"okay!"

The man named Wang Gensheng pulled out a dagger from his arms, picked out a piece of fat and thin meat from the cooking pot, put it in a bowl, handed it to Li Wenhao, and served Li Wenhao with a hearty bowl. broth.

"Your Majesty, be careful, it's hot!"

"Go, what if I'm a child?"

Li Wenhao didn't dislike it either, and took Wang Gensheng's dagger, and just cut up the meat piece by piece while drinking the soup.

"How about the casualties of the brothers yesterday, it's the first time I didn't charge with the brothers, I always feel so uncomfortable in my heart."

"Your Majesty, what are you worried about? Our old brothers, it's not like you don't know that in yesterday's battle, there were 35 minor injuries, no serious injuries, and no deaths!"

"It's good if you don't die!"

In the Owl Ghost Army, there are only two types of injuries. Minor injuries mean that they can still fight, and those who cannot continue to participate in the battle will have the opportunity to find a way to die with the enemy during the battle. Therefore, there has never been a serious injury in the Owl Ghost Army. Not even retired due to injury.

The Owl Ghost Army has formed an army until now, even if the average person is noble, but up to now, there is still no living person who has retired from the army. They either died and were buried in the Martyrs' Shrine, or they continued to fight alive.

"Wang Gensheng, are you almost forty?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, there are seven out of thirty. Among our first batch of people, the rest are my age. Those old brothers are always with Qingshan now."

"Hey!"

Li Wenhao sighed, "Everyone has seen the treatment of the Xiaogui Army and the honor of the Xiaogui Army, but who has seen the training you have received since childhood, and who has seen the sacrifices you have undergone?"

"Your Majesty, I'm going to say a few words about this. If it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for Shan Zhuangzhu, how could we people survive to this day?"

"I've already died in a natural disaster. We'll earn money if we live an extra year, not to mention that we have a family, a job, a baby and a mother-in-law."

"Let me tell you, our whole life, we only want the world to be peaceful, and then a group of old brothers live together, drink a little wine every day, and brag!"

"Train the brats into fighters and wait for His Majesty to recruit them. This is the greatest wish of our brothers in this life!"

"Owl Ghost Army, we have to pass it on in our hands!"

Wang Gensheng took a sip of the broth, his face flushed like drinking old spirits.

"That's right, Your Majesty, we people, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't know where we died, how could we be like now."

"You saved our lives, so naturally His Majesty has the final say!"

Said a slightly younger person next to Wang Gensheng.

"Liu baby, let alone, you are usually unreliable, so there is nothing wrong with saying this."

This Liuwa is also a hard-working person. I don’t know what his first name is. He only knows his surname Zhang. His parents also died, and he lived alone on the streets of Chang'an, and was finally sent to Zhuangzi.

When I first entered, the sixth child who was the same age as Li Wenhao was not even as tall as Li Ke, who was several years younger than Li Wenhao.

In Zhuangzi, Shan Xiongxin rescued this frail and sick child after two months of careful nursing.

"Okay, six sons, live well, if you want to go home to take care of yourselves, at least you have to follow me until you are 40 years old."

"Come on, Your Majesty, let alone 40 years old, I'm 80 years old, as long as you don't think I can't handle the lance."

Liu Wa waved the pistol in his hand, and under the reflection of the sun, a dark red and dried blood appeared on the tip of the pistol.

"You gang of killers!"

Li Wenhao shook his head moved, holding back tears. Although the number of Xiaogui Army is not large, it has been around 1 people, but more than 2 people have died in battle. Many familiar faces will never be seen again. You know , Those who died the most were those who followed Li Wenhao at the beginning. These people, in a real sense, were Li Wenhao's childhood friends, who grew up playing with him.

When he was young, the immature Li Wenhao led the immature Xiaogui army to train. He fell, got up, fell, and got up. No one knew why a group of children who were no older than teens had such perseverance.

Looking at the familiar faces in front of him now, anyone who dared to talk to Li Wenhao like this had come out of Shanxiongxin Zhuangzi with Li Wenhao at the beginning. Similarly, such people are becoming less and less.

"At the beginning, you were asked to study literature, and you couldn't be a teacher in the future. You just didn't do it. Even the weakest six sons were pulled over by you to serve as soldiers. You..."

"Do you really think I don't know what you're thinking?"

"When my son grows up and the world is settled, I will pass the throne to my son. Let's find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, build a big village, fish every day, walk the dog, archery, ride horses, and live together every day. Play all the things we didn't play when we were young!"

Turning his head, Li Wenhao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Although 1 people can no longer play any role in this kind of war, it is not certain what the world would be like if there were no such ghost army back then.

It can be said that Li Wenhao and the Xiaogui Army belong to mutual perfection.