The first thousand two hundred and eighth chapter has been repaid
The frost fell in the sixth year of Dalong Ruian.
Snowflakes of moderate size have begun to fall in the northern region of Dalong, all the state capitals of Jin Kingdom, and the eastern part of the grassland.
Wu Guogong Wan Buhai's Northern Expedition has also come to an end.
It took two years for the Hetao Heshuo Grassland to be recovered at the cost of more than 65,000 casualties, 42,000 serious injuries, and 90,000 minor injuries.
Marshal's tent in the Northern Expedition camp.
"Report, 130 scouts have been investigating in batches, but still no trace of General Wan Shoujiang."
"The battlefield has been cleared and the army can withdraw and station at any time!"
Wan Buhai took a breath of hot air to warm his palms, and waved to the first scout with a complex expression: "Continue the investigation, I want to see people in life, and I want to see corpses in death!"
"Got the order!"
"Instruct the three armies to retreat one after another until they are stationed in the camp and wait for food and fodder."
"Got the order!"
Cai Jun, the Rongwei Hou, looked worriedly at Wan Buhai, who was pretending to be calm, and sighed: "Old Commander, the people who defend the border have their own destiny. The Turks will flee if they can't defeat them. The battle line is too wide. The actions of the defender
The flag bearer is at the forefront, guiding the army, and maybe he is still chasing a remnant of the enemy who managed to escape!"
"Don't worry, Commander, Shouxiang will be back."
"Yes, Marshal, the Shoujiang brothers are very good at martial arts. They are also considered seventh-level masters in the martial arts world. They are enough to protect themselves. Marshal, don't worry!"
"That's right, in terms of boxing and kicking skills, we old guys may not be the opponents of the little brother who guards the border. Don't worry, Commander."
Zhonglang General Wu Maoyun and Zhongwu General Kong Desi were also on the side to comfort Wan Buhai.
However, except for Rongwei Hou Cai Jun, no one knew that Wan Shoujiang was Wan Buhai's youngest son.
They all thought that the commander-in-chief loved his soldiers as much as his sons, so they were worried about Wan Shouxiang who still had not been able to unite his troops.
On the other hand, Hu Yanyu and Yan Yu, who were also wearing military uniforms and were sitting next to the tent, seemed to understand something.
Ten thousand steps across the sea, ten thousand guarding the frontier.
This shows that the relationship between the two of them is extraordinary.
Among the 100,000 Huyan Royal Court reinforcements, 50,000 soldiers and horses were under Yan Yu's command. Naturally, Yan Yu "accompanied her husband" and went out to support Wan Buhai in his conquest of the Shibi Si Royal Court.
Looking at the lonely and old face of Wanbuhai, Yanyu gently pulled Huyanyu's one arm and whispered to Huyanyu softly.
"Brothers fighting tigers, father and son go into battle. Brother, do you understand now why the Han people can always stand firm?"
Hu Yanyu glanced at Wan Buhai silently: "Wan Buhai can really bear to let his own son serve as the flag bearer and charge at the forefront of the hail of swords, guns and arrows."
"It is not uncommon in Dalong for a wife to send her husband, a mother to send her son, and father and son to go to the battlefield together."
"The Han people have a terrifying obsession with territory."
"Compared with the Turks, the Jin Kingdom had the concept of retreating if it couldn't defeat it, and at worst it would come back. The Han people's ideas are completely different from ours."
“No matter how big the country is, every inch of land must be fought over; no matter how small the country is, no inch of land must be given up.”
"I would rather live in peace and quiet without giving up any territory."
"It is precisely because of this obsession with territorial terror that the Jin Kingdom and the Turks repeatedly invaded the border but were never able to cross the natural chasm."
"You once said that you should let the Turks learn from the Jin Kingdom, conquer the territory and rule the Han Dynasty with the Han Dynasty, but my little sister told you that if you can't understand the true thoughts of the Han people, you will never be able to conquer the dragon."
"Even if they dominate the world with force and break through the gates of Dalong, they can't break their hearts."
"If you want to govern the world of the Great Dragon Dynasty, you must find a way to integrate into the Han people, or even make yourself a Han person. This is not a foundation that can be completed in one generation!"
"It must take several generations of hard work to be indistinguishable from the Han people, otherwise the bloody spirit in them will be worn away."
"The human heart cannot be broken by swords, guns and arrows."
Hu Yanyu silently looked at Yan Yu, who had a calm expression, and nodded thoughtfully.
Fortunately, it was Yan Yu who was whispering to Hu Yanyu. If Young Master Liu heard what Yan Yu said and would rather turn against Hu Yanyu, an old friend from the past, he would have to kill Yan Yu on the spot.
Women are scary, really scary.
No wonder the Queen once told Young Master Liu that her younger sister Yan Yu was as talented as herself in planning the country.
This statement is true.
Wan Buhai sat on the chair blankly, staring blankly at the military flag in front of him.
The army on the battlefield was overcrowded, and once a battle broke out, the marshal's orders could not be fully and effectively implemented by just a few words from the orderlies.
The army's attack depends entirely on the military flag. Once the military flag falls, the army's morale will naturally be unstable and it will be in a hurry. If the army of more than 100,000 people becomes chaotic, the consequences can be imagined.
A lot of people can be trampled to death if they step on them.
Therefore, all movements of the army depend on the fingerprints of the military flag. Wherever the military flag goes, it is the direction of the army's attack.
"Guarding the frontier, you know the importance of the military flag. I won't say more. Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, and arrows are raining like rain, we must move forward without hesitation."
"There are only generals today. If you don't want to be the flag bearer, I won't blame you. You have to think clearly. Once you hold the flagpole, there is no way back."
"The last general will defend the territory and fight to the death to regain the lost territory!"
"Okay, take the flag!"
"The three armies are ordered to march forward and charge wherever the flag goes."
"God bless my son for his safe return! God bless my son for his safe return!"
"Commander, it's snowing. Your health is important. Go and rest for a while. Don't let your old illness relapse. You are the backbone of the three armies!"
"Okay, there's news from Shoujiang. You must wake me up in time!"
"You will get it in the end"
"Report to the commander-in-chief that the body of General Wan Shouxiang has been found!"
Wan Buhai, who had just stood up, stared blankly at the scout who was kneeling on one knee with a sad expression.
"puff"
"Old handsome!"
"Commander!"
"Commander!"
""
Wan Buhai spat out a mouthful of blood and sat down on a chair. All the generals gathered around him and looked at Wan Buhai in panic, his face turned yellow and white.
Hu Yanyu and the two who were chatting hurriedly walked up.
There were blood stains on the corners of Wan Buhai's beard, and his old eyes looked sadly at the ceiling of the tent: "My son, guard the territory!"
Everyone except Cai Jun looked at Wan Buhai blankly. Wan Shoujiang turned out to be the commander's son.
At this moment, everyone realized that it was no coincidence that Wan Buhai and Wan Shoujiang had the same surname, but that they were father and son.
How much determination it takes to let your biological son serve as the flag bearer.
"Kong Desi, you guys, hurry up and call the military doctors, hurry up!"
Cai Jun supported Wan Buhai and roared at several generals.
"Got the order!"
None of them paid attention to Cai Jun's tone and hurriedly ran outside the tent to summon the military doctor.
Wan Buhai looked at Cai Jun with trembling lips: "Help me get up and go see the general's body."
"Commander, you need to take a good rest now."
Wan Buhai shook his head with difficulty: "This is the leader, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist for long!"
"Old handsome!"
"Please listen to the order and help me get up!"
Cai Jun nodded fiercely and waved to Jiang Lei and others: "Hel the commander up!"
The few people had no choice but to support Wan Buhai and walk towards the outside of the tent.
Cai Jun looked at the scout sadly: "Where is the body of General Wan Shouxiang?"
"Outside the big tent!"
A moment later, Wanbu Hailao looked at his son's body lying on the snow with tears streaming down his face.
Thirteen arrows were inserted into his body, all of which passed through his chest. Even so, Wan Shouxian's finger joints were still tightly bent.
This is the result of still holding the flagpole tightly after death.
"Son! Dad is sorry for you!"
Wan Buhai fell to his knees with a plop, his hands tightly grasping the snow on the withered grass, and his forehead firmly touching the snow.
Cai Jun looked at Wan Shoujiang's corpse squatting next to Wan Buhai with wet eyes: "Old Commander, Shoujiang never forgot his duty until his death, and gave fingerprints to the army in the direction."
"The military doctor is here, help the commander into the tent."
Wan Buhai was helped into the big tent by everyone like a zombie.
The military doctor grabbed Wan Buhai's wrist and began to feel his pulse. After a moment, the military doctor shivered and looked at Cai Jun and other generals.
"The commander-in-chief has relapsed a long time ago and is extremely ill. He has been able to hold on until now with just one breath. Now that he is exhausted, I'm afraid he doesn't have much time left!"
The loyal general Kong Desi drew his sword and pointed it at the military doctor: "You fart, quack doctor, I will kill you!"
Cai Jun glared at Kong Desi fiercely: "Kong Desi, what do you want to do? Put down the sword for me. The sword in your hand is for killing enemies, not against your own brothers!"
"Don't you still think that the handsome man's illness is not serious enough?"
Kong Desi looked at Wan Buhai, who had a withered complexion, and put down the sword in his hand with red eyes.
"The general will finally be convicted!"
"You all go out, Cai Jun stays!"
"Commander!"
"This is an order!"
"We have the order!"
All the generals left the tent one after another, and Hu Yanyu and his wife also retreated wisely.
"Cai Jun!"
"Old handsome!"
Wan Buhai tremblingly took out a booklet from his arms and handed it to Cai Jun: "The military doctor said it is true that my old disease has relapsed. I have been holding back from telling you because I wanted to wait for my son to return safely."
"It's a pity...God forbid..."
"This article has my three strategies for running the army. Before the next commander arrives, the brothers of the Northern Expedition Army will leave it to you. Don't let me down."
"Old handsome!"
"Cai Jun, please don't let Rang regain his land and lose it again."
"The general will get the order!"
"Tell my son that on the day when King Wanmingming comes out of the border crossing from the north, I will remember to tell you Naiweng for family sacrifices."
"The general will definitely bring the message to you!"
"I was bored in the big tent and helped me out for a walk."
“It’s been two years since we started the expedition and we still haven’t had a good look at the grassland scenery!”
"Yes! Commander, I will help you out!"
Cai Jun was also an elderly man. He knew that Wan Buhai was returning to his former glory, and he didn't want Wan Buhai to have any final regrets. He could only endure his grief and help Wan Buhai walk out of the tent.
"Commander!"
"Commander!"
Cai Jun glanced at the generals with tears in his eyes: "Accompany the commander to inspect the three armies!"
"Got the order!"
Cai Jun and others walked slowly in the camp surrounded by Wan Buhai.
Wan Buhai raised his eyes and looked at the slowly falling snowflakes in the sky: "It's so beautiful and blood-stained that even the brothers who died in the battle can see it."
"This is blood-stained style."
Everyone silently accompanied Wan Buhai as he looked at the falling snow above his head.
yes.
The blood of tens of thousands of big dragons spilled into the sky, which was a blood-stained style.
Wan Buhai tremblingly stroked a big tree without any leaves in the camp and let out a silent sigh.
"I really envy the leaves that can fall and return to their roots... unlike me..."
"Go to the general platform to beat drums and gather generals"
"We have the order!"
The war drums rumbled and the howls roared.
Wan Buhai sat on a chair and looked at the hundreds of thousands of Northern Expedition troops, grinning.
"The old man is still ambitious, but his ambition is to reach a thousand miles; the martyr is still ambitious in his old age."
"Go to the Northern Expedition!"
Hundreds of thousands of troops knelt down on one knee.
"See the Marshal!"
"See the Marshal!"
"See the Marshal!"
Wan Buhai used all his strength to stand up and stared at the handsome swastika flag still fluttering in the wind and snow.
"Your Majesty, the lost territory has been restored, and the old minister has repaid the country's favor!"
As soon as he said this, Wan Buhai suddenly sat down on his chair, staring closely at the hundreds of thousands of Northern Expedition soldiers.
But his eyes had already lost their expression.
Cai Jun silently wiped away the tears from his eyes and shouted loudly.
"The entire army is in good condition, and I wish you the best of my best, Commander-in-Chief!"
ps: The company is busy, two chapters will be updated today