Gu fan could not help laughing when he heard Li Xiaolang's vivid description. In my heart, I can't help looking forward to the commander of the Zhuque Department of Shuntian army. After all, no matter what, he will be his first boss in the army.

The meeting in the big tent was obviously very important. Just when they were sleepy, the elite bodyguard came quickly and said respectfully: "please, commander

"At last it's time." Gu fan got up to stretch and straighten out. He turned his head and saw that Li Xiaolang was a little nervous. He asked in a strange voice: "how? I'm afraid I've been heard to speak ill of him just now? "

Li Xiaolang suddenly a spirit, swallowed saliva, did not speak, straightened clothes, with the bodyguard went out.

The bodyguard led the way. Gu fan and Li Xiaolang walked through more than a dozen black armor guards pressing their swords and walked into the wooden house.

When they entered the door, they saw a lot of people standing in the spacious room. Facing the door was a three foot long bronze table. The Silk Map on it was closed and turned over. Next to it was a silver helmet with gluttonous pattern. Behind the bronze table, there was a man sitting on his knees. He had a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was slender and looked like a sharp sword that could come out at any time, He is wearing a small piece of silver and white iron armor, which can spread the opponent's power evenly on the whole armor, so that he can resist most attacks without infusing the true Qi of heaven and earth on the battlefield.

Gu fan noticed that Ming Hui's eyes were not only big, but also bright. The outline of his face seemed to be a little stiff, but his angular face showed a firm and resolute temperament. His bronze skin made him look like a strong cow, and his whole body exuded the unique bravery of soldiers. At this point, he roughly believed that the commander was indeed a brave general who dared to fight in the battlefield.

Gu fan, who was also fighting on the battlefield, had a feeling of sympathy for the Minghui commander in his heart.

There were two mahogany chairs on both sides of the bronze case, and five or six people stood on each side. Close to the copper case, a general in black armor sat on the two mahogany chairs on the left and right. Behind them stood a row of warriors. Although there was no difference in the armor, it was obvious that their attitude was much more modest than the two, Obviously, these are the Fenwu and yunqi under the deputy commander.

Even if Gu fan just glanced at it unintentionally, he saw a trace of arrogance on the faces of the two deputy commanders sitting there. It was not a kind of arrogance of galloping on the battlefield and giving up others. It was a kind of arrogant and self righteous performance, which made people feel very uncomfortable. One of them, sitting on the left, has a white face and willow eyebrows. He has a slight lack of expression in his eyes, but his face is soft. If he is not in a military uniform, he would be regarded as a woman disguised as a man; The one on the right is another kind of weather. His face is dark and his eyes are bright. Even through his armor, you can still see that his muscles are as neat as rocks. Indeed, he feels like rocks.

When commander Minghui saw Gu fan, his eyes flashed with joy and he stood up with a smile.

Gu fan stepped forward quickly, touched the ground on one knee with Li Xiaolang, saluted and said, "see you, commander!"

"You don't have to be polite..." Ming Hui hurried forward, picked up Gu fan, looked at him with his eyes, and said with a smile, "if you are willing to come to my Zhuque department, you will give Ming a face. In the future, you can only treat the barracks as your own."

When the two deputy commanders sitting on the chair heard the word "Xiao Hou Ye", they could not help but flash a different color in their eyes. They looked at each other, but what they saw from each other's eyes was confusion and confusion.

Ming Hui put his arm around Gu fan's shoulder, turned around, pointed to the two men with a smile, and said to Gu fan, "this is deputy commander huyanyun. After the general, his strength has reached all day level. He is really a rare talent in the army." The vice president, who was called huyanyun, leaned slightly and didn't even stand up. However, Gu fan can also understand that in Tianjing City, the noble Marquis and the ancient family want to maintain their respect completely because of their face. They want to whitewash the illusion that the generals are of one heart and one virtue and help the country together. It is normal for them to be indifferent when they come out of the Sifang city at the foot of the world.

There was a twinkle of displeasure in Ming Hui's eyes, but with a smile on his face, he turned to the man like a rock on the other side and said, "this is the commander of Yan Longjun, the first warrior of Dali, and his strength is all day long. He was willing to serve the imperial court before he joined the Zhuque Department of Shuntian Army..."

The man stood up as if he were a rock monster. Gu fan leaned slightly towards the figure like the iron tower and said modestly, "I've heard the name of commander Yan for a long time. It's like thunder in my ears!"

There was a smile on Yan Longjun's face and he didn't speak. Quan made a kind reply.

Hu Yanyun looked at Ming Hui and Gu fan, and asked, "commander Ming Hui, who is this young marquis in the military mansion?"

Ming Hui seemed to be waiting for Hu Yanyun's words. He raised his mouth slightly, raised a smile, stretched out his right hand, poked it, and said: "the one on the plain Marquis's residence who is now stationed in Ili to suppress the hete people..."

"Ancient home!" Huyanyun exclaimed, and the way he looked at Gufan was very different, even with a kind of vigilance and awe. The head of the grass-roots Marquis was Guyun, the Marquis of the plain. What does Guyun mean to send one of his sons to Shuntian army? The meaning of such an action is too much and too complicated!

"Yes, this is Gufan, the second son of Pingyuan marquis." Ming Hui looks at a group of Yun Qi Wei and Fen Wu Wei behind them and says. Only a neat exclamation came from the tent. Hou Guyun of the plain made his fortune from an ordinary soldier and became a powerful party guarding Yili with millions of soldiers in hand, competing with the dantai family and the Murong family. It has to be said that he is a grass-roots myth in the army, which naturally won the favor and even worship of many middle and lower level officers. The intention of Ming Hui's words is very obvious, that is to pull the banner to pull the tiger's skin, take the banner of the ancient family, and pre emptively recruit those middle and lower level officers who have the tendency of centrifugation to return to their command. Gu fan also saw Ming Hui's intention and said in a calm tone that didn't match his age: "commander Ming Hui, although his father is far away in Cangyuan, he is always concerned about the situation in the southwest. Ying Beihou once recommended to his father that Ming Hui was brave and resourceful in fighting. " After listening to Gu fan's words, Ming Hui felt very helpful. His face was bright and his waist was straight. He raised his head slightly and saw that some of the generals' eyes changed.