Chapter 912 The Long March of Ten Thousand Miles Has Not Returned
"Commander, look, it's Yumen Pass, we are back!"
Liu Mingzhi grabbed the reins of his horse and looked at the ruins of Yumen Pass with equally excited eyes. He finally went home!
"Brothers, let's go home. Go ahead. The first one to cross Yumen Pass will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of silver!"
"Go home!"
"We're back!"
"We're back!"
Three hundred thousand troops galloped towards Yumen Pass. They didn't care about the reward of ten thousand taels of silver, but the excitement of touching the land of their hometown is something that people who are not far away from their hometown can't understand!
The soldiers with superb riding skills rushed through Yumen Pass and immediately left enough space for their comrades behind them to grab the reins of their horses, then they jumped and rolled on the sand.
The hundreds of thousands of soldiers behind him followed suit and flopped on the ground like a group of undergrown children.
Many soldiers grabbed the yellow sand and put it in their mouths, not caring whether it was clean or not.
At the entrance of the yellow sand, the soldiers burst into tears, their tears mixed with the sand and dust making them stained, but they didn't care.
“Taste of home!”
“It tastes like home!”
Liu Mingzhi's eyes were wet, he turned over, dismounted, rolled some yellow sand into his mouth, chewed it, swallowed it while suppressing the feeling of grinding his teeth, and grinned while looking at the more than 300,000 troops thrashing on the ground.
I would rather love my hometown with a pinch of soil than spend ten thousand taels of gold in a foreign land.
This is the unique feeling and homesickness of the Han family.
Returning fallen leaves to their roots has always been an obsession of the Han people.
Liu Mingzhi glanced at Cheng Kai, Song Qing and others: "When I return to the court, I will write to Your Majesty to build a new city on the site of Yumen Pass. This new city will be the most powerful pass in the world!"
"There is a poem that advises you to drink another glass of wine. You will have no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west! But there are 70,000 of our brothers lying in the Western Regions thousands of miles away from the yellow sand. From now on, you don't have to worry about having no old friends when you leave the pass.
There are 70,000 heroic spirits under the yellow sand protecting every Han family member who comes out of seclusion. No matter how far you go, they are watching and guarding you in the sky!"
Song Qing sighed melancholy: "Thousands of miles of long march have not yet returned, so it is time to build a majestic pass to face the immortal monument of the Western Regions. One day in a few years, I hope that future generations can remember that there was a group of people who abandoned
He poured out his blood and went to the Western Regions to fight in the Western Regions, so that they could live a more stable and worry-free life and sleep in a foreign land!"
"Commander, what would be a better name for this pass?"
"Yeah, let's decide on a name first!"
"Let's go to Jiayuguan. Whether it can be confirmed depends on whether His Majesty can agree!"
"Jiayuguan, what a name!"
"Jiayuguan, I like this name!"
"Instruct the three armies to tie white silk around their waists, take the battle robes of the brothers who died in the battle, and take them home!"
"The commander-in-chief has given orders, tie a white silk ribbon around your waist, take your battle robes, and take your brothers home!"
"The commander-in-chief has ordered you to tie a white silk ribbon around your waist, take off your shirt, and take your brothers home!"
The more than 70,000 people carrying their burdens solemnly took off the packages from their backs, carefully took out their shirts one by one and got on their horses!
Then everyone took out the white silk that had been prepared and tied it around their waists. They looked back at the setting sun outside Yumen Pass, as if there were 70,000 heroic spirits in the sky watching them happily!
"Brothers, let's go home!"
"Brothers, let's go home!"
"Brothers, let's go home!"
More than 300,000 people shouted loudly and rushed towards Ganzhou to lead the way for the heroic souls of 70,000 soldiers!
Guide them in the direction home!
When the 300,000-strong army approached the position twenty miles away from Ganzhou City, the scouts of Ganzhou City's Xiaoguo Guard discovered their whereabouts early.
When they arrived ten miles from the west gate of Ganzhou City, hundreds of horsemen rolled up smoke and rushed toward the Western Expedition army.
The leader was Dongfang Ming, the general of the Xiaoguo Guard.
Liu Mingzhi's messenger had already arrived at Ganzhou City and headed for the capital, and the news of the triumphant return of the Western Expedition Army was no longer a secret.
"Commander, this is the flag of Xiaoguo Guard General Dongfang Ming. General Dongfang Ming has come out of the city to greet us!"
Liu Mingzhi naturally discovered Dongfang Ming's flag and nodded slightly: "Let's go and meet General Dongfang!"
"yes!"
"call"
"Ha ha"
Dongfang Ming reined in his horse and looked up to the sky with a smile, looking at Liu Mingzhi and the others who were rushing towards him, as well as the 300,000-strong army that was slowly marching not far away.
Dongfang Ming, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, can see at a glance that these more than 300,000 troops are no longer the immature ones they were when they first set off, and have all turned into truly elite soldiers who have fought in every battle.
After a cursory glance, the oncoming killing aura was much stronger than that of the Xiaoguo Guards under Ganzhou City's own command.
This is an aura tempered by the intertwining of blood and fire, and it cannot be blocked at all.
It is no exaggeration to say that these 300,000 people stood outside the city and did nothing. Just the oncoming evil spirit could make the soldiers of the government unable to resist at all.
What fascinates Dongfang Ming is that each of the more than 300,000 troops has one man and one horse, and some even have one man and two horses. These are 300,000 cavalry.
Over the years, Dalong's cavalry has no longer been so strong. During the lifetime of the late emperor Weihe, there were only more than 200,000 cavalry. Excluding the Six Guards of Northern Xinjiang, the 300,000 troops under Liu Mingzhi's command had already surpassed the former emperor.
At its most powerful period, the number of iron cavalry was high!
What makes Dongfang Ming most incredible is that the momentum exuded by those wearing auxiliary armor is almost the same as that of the main battle army. If it were not for the difference in the armor and uniforms, Dongfang Ming would have thought that this was a main battle army wearing auxiliary uniforms.
, there is no trace of an auxiliary soldier.
"Junior Liu Mingzhi has met General Dongfang!"
"No gift!"
Dongfang Ming got off his horse, so Liu Mingzhi naturally didn't dare to stand high, so he got off his horse and walked towards Dongfang Ming.
"It's been two years, and General Dongfang is still in good health. This junior is ashamed of himself!"
Dongfang Ming looked at the lean-faced Liu Mingzhi with a complex expression: "On November 26, the second year of Ruian, you led an army of 400,000 to conquer the Western Regions. In the blink of an eye, it was already the eighth day of October, the fourth year of Ruian. Time flies so ruthlessly.
year!”
"Yes, it's been two years. I went away with 400,000 yuan, but only 320,000 yuan came back. Time is merciless, time is merciless, and I will eventually disgrace their families!"
"Don't say that. It only took two years to conquer the thirty-eight countries in the Western Region and make them surrender. This is a feat rarely seen in the world. After you went on the expedition, the six of you were still sending letters to discuss how long your Western expedition would be.
It is possible to conquer the Western Regions in five, seven, or even ten years. I never thought you would complete the Western Expedition in two years. Confucian commanders in white are Confucian commanders in white. The new generation is better than the old ones. I don’t accept it.
It doesn’t work anymore!”
"As for the burying of the bones of 70,000 soldiers in a foreign land, you have to be cautious. It is impossible to go on an expedition without losing a single soldier. The soldiers are worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of the name of the Western Expedition Army, and worthy of the pride of Dalongerlang.
, they created an immortal monument with their blood, we should not feel sad for them, we should be proud of them, this is their glory!"
"Yes, this junior knows, this is the glory of the brothers!"
"Let's go to the city first. I have already cooked the sheep and slaughtered the cows. Only the soldiers who have returned in triumph can kill the cows for food. This is the only way Dalong kills cows without breaking the law. Let's drink for three days and three nights, and we will eat the cows."