Standing there, Ye Feixing suddenly felt a sense of ominous premonition.

When he spoke again, there was obvious difficulty in his tone...

"General Luo, could it be General Liu Zheng..."

"Liu Zheng is dead."

When he said this, Luo Yong's face also showed a bit of sadness.

He, Zhao Pan, and Liu Zheng were the first three generals under Luo Ji's command.

The friendship between them is naturally not shallow.

He was also extremely sad at the time of Liu Zheng's death.

On the day of the funeral, I got extremely drunk.

Ye Feixing also had a sad look on his face when he heard this.

"Can you tell me the specific situation at that time?"

"I was not at the scene, and I don't know exactly what happened."

At this point, Luo Yong's voice paused.

"I only know that the enemy attacked our city at night, and Liu Zheng stayed in the city to cover the retreat of others..."

At this point, there is no need to say any more.

Ye Feixing nodded, and then sighed deeply.
Chapter completed!