Chapter 147 The poem lasts for eternity. Fire and stones fell from the sky, killing an army of 300,000 people! Can this battle be fought like this?

There's going to be a war.

For the soldiers in Tongguan City, there was no surprise or surprise.

Because they had already prepared for the war.

Even during the peace negotiations, the entire Tongguan military camp did not stand still and was always ready for war.

Now that they have received the news, they have no fear or fear, and all the soldiers are preparing seriously to face the battle tomorrow.

The entire Tongguan City became busy, especially the cavalry. As early as the first moment, they began to check their horses and put on their battle armor.

No detail can be missed, otherwise, if you don't pay attention to a detail on the battlefield, you will be the one who dies.

In the camp, the soldiers were wiping their swords or spears, and some generals were giving orders to the commanders, and then the commanders gave orders to the centurions, telling them what to do tomorrow one by one.

The two countries are at war.

The most important thing is morale. Improving morale is the most important thing.

The most direct way to improve morale is to win the first battle.

If the first battle is successful, the morale of the army will be high and the momentum will be as strong as breaking bamboo.

If the first battle fails, the morale of the army will be shattered, and they will suffer successive defeats.

The first battle doesn't decide everything.

But the first battle is indeed very important.

In the military camp, everyone is preparing seriously for battle, waiting for the violent storm tomorrow.

Gu Jinnian returned to the military camp.

The entire military camp felt a little depressed.

The war will begin tomorrow, and the enemy we face is the Huns' cavalry. This is a cavalry that even the Central Continent Dynasty must be afraid of.

It is normal to say that you are unsure.

"Here are some dice."

Someone spoke up, took out a few dice from his arms, and wanted to throw a few to the crowd to play.

There aren't many things you can do for fun in the military, and making money is one of them.

"Okay, let's have a few."

"Look at my luck."

"I'll take a few, too."

Maybe there was going to be a battlefield tomorrow, so many people joined in, even some soldiers who didn't usually play around with money also came with a few.

Gu Jinnian sat quietly. He did not say anything inspiring or comfort anyone.

It's not that war doesn't require mercy, but that Gu Jinnian can't say such words.

They will go to the battlefield tomorrow, and it is very likely that they will say goodbye today and never see each other again.

It's really ridiculous that I can't go to the battlefield and say words of encouragement or words of comfort.

It would be better to be silent and watch them quietly.

After a while.

Some people have won a lot, but they don't look happy. There is an unwritten rule in the army. Before a war, if you win a lot by playing with money, you will use up all your luck, and you will most likely die on the battlefield.

If you lose, just think of it as luck.

So even though they lost a lot, some of the soldiers didn't look too bad on their faces.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

When you are ugly.

The war drums began to beat.

It sounds once every ten breaths, solemn and heavy.

The hearts of the soldiers were gradually affected by the war drums. After playing for a while, they no longer played with money.

There is a feeling that makes people feel indescribable.

Quiet and silence.

Sadness and fearlessness.

The sky is still dusty.

The stars were shining brightly, and no one was able to sleep, nor did they have the heart to sleep.

Some people were chatting.

Some people are silent and thinking.

More people are writing letters home and are ready to make sacrifices.

Gu Jinnian saw all this in his eyes.

His heart was also full of heaviness at this moment.

"His Royal Highness."

"If I can come back from this big victory, I went to Kyoto, can you treat our brothers to a drink?"

Someone spoke up and laughed heartily when they saw Gu Jinnian.

Soon, pairs of eyes came to watch.

There was hope in their eyes, and it was precisely because tomorrow's battle made them feel completely free that they dared to speak to Gu Jinnian like this.

Normally, even if Gu Jinnian didn't care about his status as a powerful person, no one would dare to be so casual.

"Of course you can."

"I will hold a banquet in Kyoto and use the best wine to entertain all the soldiers."

Gu Jinnian smiled and answered in the affirmative.

Hearing this, the soldiers laughed.

He is full of admiration for Gu Jinnian.

Walk all the way.

There was silence in the military camp, there were some fanatics, but in the face of war, most people were still full of worry.

Gu Jinnian understood that they were not afraid of death, but of not being able to see their families.

The most lively place in the entire military camp is the post camp. Many people want to write a letter back. Outside the camp, there is a long queue, and everyone has a time limit.

But even so, it was still overcrowded.

Many soldiers and officers in the army were waiting to write letters.

Seeing this, Gu Jinnian also helped out. He took a pen and paper and wrote letters back to the soldiers.

If it were before, how could the soldiers dare to ask Gu Jinnian to write for them?

But now, at this time, everyone can't care so much, and they are scrambling to write letters one by one.

In the end, Gu Jinnian got more pens and papers and used his talent to control the brushes and write words on the paper.

Voices sounded one after another, and Gu Jinnian could listen attentively, so he wrote letters very quickly.

And at the same time.

Western Territory.

Prince Ning's Mansion.

Horse hooves are like thunder.

Prince Ning wore a black python robe and returned to the palace with a cold expression.

The entrance hall of the palace.

There are already people waiting.

Prince Ning's first wife was waiting anxiously. When she heard that her son had been kidnapped by Gu Jinnian, she was filled with worry.

Now seeing Prince Ning return, but not seeing his son, Prince Ning's wife couldn't help but look anxious for a moment.

After Prince Ning dismounted and entered the palace, she asked him directly.

"Your Majesty."

"Where's Xin'er?"
To be continued...