Luo Qiu was indeed tired.
He knew that in the long river of Chinese history, the struggle against invasion had always existed. It was these seemingly weak commoners who had forged that sad song!
He still remembered the tragic scene of 100,000 soldiers and civilians jumping into the sea to die for their country during the Battle of Yashan!
He still remembered the heroism of three million strong men who came out of the river to fight against the Japanese invaders, and the "Death" flag hanging high in the camp.
Wiping the blood when wounded, wrapping the body after death!
...
Sitting on the horse, he didn't know how long he had been walking. When he finally saw the familiar thatched cottage again, Luo Qiu finally felt relaxed.
This was his home! This place was his lifelong concern!
"Mother, I'm back."
Shan Yingying, who was still drawing water from the well, was stunned by the soft shout.
When she turned her head, her eyes instantly turned red.
Under the setting sun, Luo Qiu was covered in blood. Even the warhorses were covered in blood. Just by looking at this scene, one could imagine how tragic the battlefield ahead was.
"Are you tired? Hurry up and wash up. Mother will cook your favorite dishes for you now.”Shan Yingying quickly wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes.
"Good!"
Luo Qiu smiled brightly and jumped off the horse.
There was not much language and it was just a casual greeting. After returning here, he could finally be like a child, carefree and carefree. He did not have to care about anything and threw all the unhappiness to the back of his head.
Smoke rose from the kitchen chimneys, but Luo Qiu had fallen asleep while she was taking a bath.
...
Jingyang City was filled with jubilation.
Even though there were still too many regrets, the Turks had indeed retreated! An entire 200,000-strong army was defeated in this small Jingyang City.
No one had expected this outcome, and they did not dare to think about it!
The people who had been on tenterhooks all this time rushed to the streets. The sound of the pole exploding was endless. This scene was even more lively than the New Year.
The soldiers guarding the city were all regarded as heroes, especially the people of the Mo Family Village. When the people wanted to find the figure in the white robe, they could not find it no matter what.
The last thing Luo Qiu left for Jing Yang was also a back view, a back view that left alone under the setting sun…
When things are done, brush away your clothes and hide your achievements and fame.
When the news reached Second Emperor Li, he was stunned for a long time.
The Turks had retreated just like that?
He still remembered that when they learned that the Turks had sent two hundred thousand troops south and that they were approaching Jingyang, the entire Chang 'an was in a state of panic.
And he, Li Shi Min, almost followed in Yang Guang's footsteps and became the ruler of a subjugated nation!
And even if they could negotiate peace, the Jie factions would demand an exorbitant price, even robbing the Great Tang's treasury and forcing the Great Tang to submit to the Turks!
This would be a stain on Li Shi Min's life!
Even though he was leading 30,000 troops on a personal expedition, Second Emperor Li was still nervous.
But now, the Turks had been forced back by Jingyang?
After a long time, Second Emperor Li took a deep breath and stood up. His tiger eyes were filled with tears as he said excitedly,
"Gentlemen, we won!"
"W-won?"
The generals, who had been observing the change in Second Emperor Li's expression, were also unable to react for a moment. However, soon, the entire military camp was filled with shouts.
"Great Tang's victory!"
"Wan Sheng!"
...
Second Emperor Li led Fang Xuanling, Qin Qiong, and the others, followed by hundreds of black-armored soldiers, and rushed toward Jingyang overnight.
Jingyang was destined to have a sleepless night. The night ban was temporarily lifted, but there were more people patrolling the city, and many Martial Marquises were hiding in the dark…
Anyone who dared to cause trouble at this time would be met with a brutal beating from society!
Yuchi Jingde and the others had already placed the celebratory wine on the table. Just as they were drinking, Second Emperor Li hurriedly walked in with everyone.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Yuchi Jingde, Feng Li, and the others weren't too drunk, so they cupped their fists and bowed.
"Good, good! Drinking is such a lively thing, how can we not be invited?”
His Majesty Li Er's face was also filled with excitement. He found a seat and sat down.
"Hehe, Old Hei, you've done a great job this time! Why, aren't you going to treat us to a few drinks when you get back? I know that you have a lot of grape wine hidden in your residence!”
Old Demoness Cheng whispered to Yuchi Jingde, patting his chest.
"Humph!"
Yuchi Jingde directly rolled his eyes at the shameless Cheng Yaojin and did not reply.
This old fellow had been mocking him a lot on a daily basis. He still wanted to drink grape wine?
"Sigh, you're not being loyal! Have you forgotten my three leels?"
Yuchi Jingde was an honest man after all. His tanned face turned slightly red after hearing Cheng Yaojin's words. He mumbled,
"Drink, drink then! It's just some grape wine! Who cared? I'm not like someone who treats Sanle pulp as a treasure!”
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