I am a veteran, I refuse to step off the battlefield, I stand firm in the last guard post.

I am a veteran, and I can no longer carry my weapons, so I can only look at the place that carries my all my dreams with my expectant eyes.

I am a veteran, and my son is fighting on the battlefield in my past armor.

I am a veteran, I use my life to defend my country, I never cry, I am always strong.

The mountains and rivers of the mountains and rivers are struggling strongly with hundreds of thousands of veterans. They are the most patriotic and the most respectable and lovely people. They may be old, but their hearts are still hot.

A dry mountain is growing tenaciously with several old trees with withered leaves and mottled bark. On this mountain is home to a family of veterans.

The veteran stood straight in the morning sun and looked around on the hill. When he was young, everyone in the military camp called him Xiaoquan. When he looked back, the timid Xiaoquan had become Laoquan.

In the morning, as a veteran, he should not relax even more. Lao Quan always has to see everything he sees clearly before he can feel at ease.

But he was getting older and he was no longer so clear. Day after day, he struggled to read the places he could see, but it became a habit.

"Grandpa, grandpa, will His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really come back?"

A little boy with a braided braid next to Lao Quan was holding the veteran's thinner body with his little hands. In the eyes of the little boy, his grandfather was the great hero in his mind. His grandfather was a great veteran who had been fighting for decades and participated in many battles. When he heard his grandfather talk about the war back then, the little boy always showed a look of yearning.

The child's father ordered to accompany his grandfather, worried that the old man would fall and trip up the mountain every day when he climbed up the mountain early. The little boy climbed up the mountain every day, standing upright like a soldier, following his grandfather and looking around, even though the veteran had lost his post.

When Lao Quan heard his grandson’s innocent question, he narrowed his eyes into a slit and paused slightly, and opened a little bit of expectation.

He once guarded the border at the last moment, and He Changqing personally ordered the disbandment. He knew a lot.

"Yes! When the red and beautiful Liang character runs past our feet, the Crown Prince will come back. Grandpa believes that the Crown Prince is a big shot like King Liang. Our Liang Kingdom will definitely live a good life soon."

The veteran seemed to want to convince himself, and also wanted his grandson to believe in his beliefs. When he spoke, he was full of confidence, and a look of yearning appeared on his face full of wrinkles and scars.

"Can you? Will there be big words running to our feet? Grandpa, I want to read..."

The grandfather and grandson stood on the hills, continuing the topics they repeated every day.

The sun rose little by little, and Lao Quan was tired of standing. He squatted down and rested for a while, and continued to tell his grandson some of the thrilling scenes he had experienced and the three large earthen houses they once had. They were the memories of the veterans that made him proud and happy.

After looking at the sun that was about to rise above his head, Lao Quan wanted to stand up and walk down with a little disappointed disappointment, but when he saw that the old injuries he had suffered made him stand up, his grandson obediently helped him, making his eyes full of love.

Just as Lao Quan walked down step by step, a huge red light illuminated his eyes, making him unable to help but want to turn his head, but he seemed to remember something, and tried hard to open his eyes, and his hands, covered in calluses, trembled slightly excitedly.

The big blood-red character "liang" is exactly the same as the big character on the flag of Liang State. Lao Quan will never forget it in his life. Only when he stands on the hillside can he feel the shock of the big characters dyeing the earth.

What an exciting declaration this is, the blood-red words burned across the entire beam, swearing the belonging of this land, and calling on the power to restore the country!

Lao Quan walked down excitedly, faster than before, and his old body seemed to have returned to his youth, and endless energy came out.

He hurried back to the cave he had worked hard to dig, dragged out his big wooden box at the deepest place, called his son who had just returned from hunting to his side, and put his shiny armor on his son's body tremblingly.

This armor has been with the veteran for a long time. Although it is repaired many times, this armor forged with good materials is a good thing to save lives on the battlefield. This armor has saved the veteran many times. He put his armor on his son's body. His son's burly body fully supports the armor, which makes the veteran lose his mind for a moment.

Once upon a time, he was young, wearing bright armor and following the veterans in the village, he walked to the frontier. At that time, he also filled his armor.

The veteran patted his son's shoulder. He was powerless to go to the battlefield again. His old illness for many years eroded his body in half a year, and all his hopes were poured into his son.

From then on, his son was "Xiaoquan".

"Gangzi, don't be afraid of death when you see the enemy soldiers. Go with him. Your father and I have fought for the rest of my life. All those who want to kill me are dead. All those who want to kill me are dead. Whoever is afraid of it first on the battlefield will die..."

The veteran finally handed the knife to his son's hand. The knife was sharp and very sharp, stained with the enemy's blood and his own blood.

After a few more words, Liang State was in trouble, and they needed the soldiers to serve the country. He was no longer able to do so, so he let his son realize his wish.

The son had already been ready, and he had been waiting for a long time on this day. His father had a persistence in his heart. He didn't have his own persistence and didn't need to say anything more. He knelt on his father and kowtowed three times, held an old horse, and galloped away in the sun.

Lao Quan took his grandson and daughter-in-law, stood on a high place and watched him leave. This family had to be carried by Lao Quan's shoulders. Until he closed his eyes, Lao Quan would not let his grandson and daughter-in-law hungry. He was a veteran and he lived tenaciously.

Inside the beam, the blood-colored word "liang" is like a stone thrown into a lake, causing waves.

Not many young and strong children have not yet grown up completely and have a few years left. At this time, the only tenacious veterans who can fight for this resolute country are the only ones who can thrive in the tenacious country.

Lao Sun's head, who was basking in the sun with his wife, caught a glimpse of Xuezhao, but used his old hand to stroke his wife's white hair. Lao Sun's head has devoted himself to the frontier for the rest of his life. He lifted his wife's hair behind his ears, and his eyes were the same as before, as if this gaze had passed through decades. Looking at the bride in red makeup, he looked apologetically at his wife who had been together for many years. In exchange for the farewell of his wife to help him tidy up his clothes. She was still as virtuous and sensible as before. The veteran's eyes were slightly wet, kissing his wife's wrinkled face. After another battle, he didn't know whether he could still live. Every time he went to the battlefield, he had to prepare for life and death with his wife.

I am a veteran, but I am not a tycoon. I also have my tenderness in my heart. I am patriotism, I love my home, and I have my own persistence in my heart.

Lao Suntou wore a slightly wide-sized armor, which looked a little funny. The old wife helped him tidy up the collar without saying a word. She did not regret marrying Lao Suntou. Lao Suntou was a glorious veteran. In Lao Suntou's words, he had already lived a solid life on the battlefield. Lao Suntou was a glorious veteran and she was proud of her husband.

Those who cut down trees among dead trees, those who hold bitter grass to wait for prey, those who wipe their armor and weapons, and those who feed their loyal mounts...

In the Liangdi, many veterans changed their eyes and temperament when they saw Xuezhao.

Calm and steady, firm and tenacious, never surrender.

They put on their own new or worn-out armor, and brought their equally sharp weapons, and said goodbye to their wife in tears, and told their son, who was about to grow up, to watch the home well and protect their women.

They are leaving.

His Royal Highness needs them, many people who are waiting for them, and Liang State needs them.

They are veterans, they are unyielding souls, and they are soldiers of the Liang Kingdom who are good at fighting!

In the beam, women and half-grown boy looked up until the familiar back disappeared into their eyes.

The veterans whistled in the mountains, carried out old flags, and ran the familiar war drums. In a short time, they gathered together without any words. With a look or a nod, they could read the other person's meaning from the eyes of their companions.

The recruits followed the veterans, just as before, the veterans followed a generation to the battlefield.

If the veteran does not die, the Liang Kingdom will not die.

They have been waiting for this day for a long time.

I am a veteran, and my glory is to die in the battlefield. I have never been afraid of fighting. I move forward bravely, be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, and have no regrets even if I die.

Veterans struggling between the mountains and forests walked out of the mountains in neatly dressed. They knew how to find companions, where to go, and...

Because they are veterans!

The Liang Kingdom, whose turmoil was almost gone, was filled with storms and clouds on the blood-colored big characters.

There is no need for anyone to command. The signs point to them are the direction they are moving forward. There is no need to hesitate. All obstacles ahead will die.

Liang Guang never thought that the veterans who lived humbly like wild dogs seemed to be rejuvenated on this day. They could gather together without knowing each other. They were born to cooperate in battle. They could always find the weakest place. At this time, their old bodies seemed to have the power of their youth.

The ordinary army distributed in Liangdi collapsed just by the first wave of the veterans. The seemingly indestructible defense was like a thin piece of paper. Liang Guang spent twenty years of training new recruits, and was defeated very miserably.

He couldn't understand that the mob without command, some of whom had already seemed to be hard to slash weapons, but they could torture his army so hard that they could not even afford to organize a decent resistance.

After licking the familiar feeling of the knife, the veterans regained their courage and confidence. They were fearless and death, but their best destination.

In front of the army that is not afraid of death, no matter how clever the command is, the strong city defense seems so pale and powerless.

Now, it is the stage for their veterans. Their final glory is that they want to add their own mark to this final glory. This is their lifelong pursuit.

I am a veteran and I refuse to step off the battlefield!

I am a veteran, and I will play my life before I die!

I am a veteran, let me dedicate everything to the land that gave birth to me and raised me, and let me flourish and flourish together with Daliang!

Let Daliang remember my name, let my loyal soul protect Daliang forever!
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