At dusk and sunset, smoke curled up from the military kitchens, and the rich aroma of meat filled the sky.

The Yan army retreated to the city to rest, and the statistician was busy recording the casualties. All military doctors were sent out to treat the wounded and try their best to save every life.

This has been a habit after every war, but all the troops brought out by Yan Xi continued to maintain this tradition.

Tao Xiaowei had already prepared a table of sumptuous delicacies, all of which were of the man's favorite tastes. She even secretly prepared a small pot of wine, which she hid in her sleeves and brought back to the room with the hot water warm.

It was already dark, and Yan Xi hadn't come back yet. The loud noise outside the city all day long made Tao Xiaowei uneasy. She asked people to close the doors and windows tightly, and forced herself to concentrate on reading a travel journal. Unexpectedly,

Gradually, I became really fascinated. I read every word carefully, as if I had entered the bizarre world described by the author.[

There are so many interesting stories in the world. The sunset in the desert and the smoke on the ancient road are very different from the prosperity of the prosperous times. The book also records that there is a nation on the other side of the sea that advocates peace. They live in attics made of bamboo and drink huge drinks.

They live on the juice of the fruits produced on the trees and like to sing and dance around the bonfire. The most special thing is that during the grandest festival every year, the men of the right age in the tribe will show their charm through competitions and attract the attention of unmarried girls.

Then they get married in this way and reproduce their offspring.

Tao Xiaowei was so fascinated that she closed the half-read book and put it on her face. She really knew whether the place written in the book was the paradise that her husband once took her to find. She really liked that kind of unrestrained life.

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When Yan Xi came back, he was covered in dust and dirt, and the smell of blood on his clothes and armor was so strong that it made people unable to breathe.

After helping him remove his armor, make it thoroughly clean, and change into clean and soft clothes, Tao Xiaowei could still smell the sweet fishy smell.

"Weiwei, it's the smell of blood floating in the distance. After the war, it takes at least a whole month for this smell to dissipate. It is said that it is the last sorrow left by the soldiers who died on the battlefield." Yan Xi hugged her and let her go.
Chapter completed!