Chapter 1287: Two generals talk about the city of refuge

Looking at the fear in these people's eyes, Di Ping felt a little congested for a while, and he gently lowered the curtain.

"These people are all talents, and peace is of great use in the future. I really don't want to send it out! It's just that the city lord is kind to us Bianzhou City, I can only endure the love, I just hope that the city lord Di can treat these people kindly. , Otherwise I, Chu, would really be ashamed of the people of Bianzhou!"

Chu Dingbang walked behind Di Ping, looking at Di Pingdao with a trace of perseverance and guilt on his face.

"Commander, please rest assured, these people will eat and drink well in the sanctuary city, and no one will abuse them!"

Di Ping also put away his smile and said sternly.

"That's good, that's good!"

Chu Dingbang seemed to nod in relief, his expression stretched a little, showing a slight smile, and said: "However, Dicheng has raised more people. I will give you all the families of these people. This is the number of people. More than a hundred!"

Di Ping was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he realized that this was Chu Dingbang selling to himself, indicating that he did not leave the families of these people as hostages. He was frank and frank, and he had forgotten this. , Really shouldn't be, and Chu Dingbang had to thank him for what he did, so he hurriedly said, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Di Ping, thank you here!"

Chu Dingbang only nodded slightly, and then continued: "These four trucks are also included as a gift. The front chariot was also given to City Lord Di as a rider. I also gave three more layers of ammunition. Hope these can help City Lord Di!"

At this time, Di Ping had to really thank Chu Dingbang, and his handwork was not small, so he hurriedly thanked Chu Dingbang again.

Chu Dingbang waved his hand, as if he didn't care at all, but in fact, his heart was also hurting. Although these ammunitions are not many, they are also digging out his family. Now Bianzhou City is not enough ammunition, if not for Hu Jun this time He gave him a share, and he said nothing.

"Commander, it's up to you today, and the town is also annoying with everything, so I don't dare to stay for a long time. I'm leaving now!"

Di Ping saw that the supplies were available, so he bid farewell to Chu Dingbang.

"City Lord Di has just arrived one day and has gone through a war. It is better to rest in Bianzhou for a day and return. Although we are not rich in materials, we can still come up with two kinds of wine and dishes. In the evening, I want to have a nice drink with City Lord Di, Gao Leyi Back!"

Chu Dingbang hurried to stay.

"Thank you, Secretary Ling, for your kindness. The small city is weak. In these last days, I have to be careful and vigilant. I really don't dare to delay any more. I forgot to rush back soon to be at ease!"

Di Ping hurriedly declined.

He dared to stay longer and drank at night. He was really afraid that his underwear would be pulled out by these people. He also felt tired. He was too tired to talk. He had to think about every sentence, for fear that he would give someone a chance if he said it wrong. .

All the high-level officials from Bianzhou stepped forward to discourage them, but seeing Di Ping's intention to leave, everyone was not persuading him in the end, and Song Hanbai saw Di Ping's unwillingness to stay, and his eyes were a little disappointed.

Bianzhou and his team have been sending Di Ping motorcade to the gate of the city, showing the host's hospitality and enthusiasm very well, which made Di Ping feel a little touched.

After all, before the end of the world, these people are people who they want to look up to, but now they are talking on an equal footing, regardless of whether they are true or false, but this expression of respect is enough.

"Don't give it away, everyone, the two places are not far apart, I believe we still have a chance to meet!"

Di Ping shook hands one by one to bid farewell to the high-level Bianzhou.

Everyone bid farewell to each other. Di Ping turned around and got a Dongfeng warrior chariot. Tang Zhandong drove the car. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed out with a roar, and the four trucks followed one after another.

Until the car traveled far and rushed into the jungle, the group of people withdrew their gazes, and everyone looked down at the green vial that Di Ping gave to each person when he was leaving, and they looked a bit complicated for a while.