Riding on the horse, the smell of blood slowly dissipated.
The strong wind remains the same, and the yellow sand remains the same.
Chu Qing's ears were ringing, and his face was extremely pale.
When we came, there were forty-one people. When we returned, there were thirty-seven people, and nine of them were injured.
A detective horse, three imperial guards, and four corpses were placed in front of him by Fu San, Tian Hailong, Xiao Yi, and Tong Gui, holding his son's hand, and grew old together with him. Their love for each other remained unchanged in life and death.
Holding his hand and growing old together with him, these eight words kept swirling in Chu Qing's mind.
Just now on the battlefield, the border troops were chanting softly as they collected the corpses.
Hold your hand and grow old together...
Keep chanting.
Chu Qing always thought that these eight characters were related to love.
Only today did he know that these eight words were the love of Pao Ze.
It means the life-and-death agreement between Pao Ze and Bao Ze. They raise their swords and swear to never leave each other in life and death. On the battlefield, we will fight together for life and death, and share weal and woe. This is the true meaning of these eight words.
The sound of the wind gradually died down, and it hit his face, which made him numb. Chu Qing suddenly felt that there was darkness between the sky and the earth. He tilted his body and almost fell off his horse.
Pulling the reins tightly, Chu Qing breathed heavily.
In his mind, the painful and helpless faces appeared again, the faces of General Guo Yi.
The corpses that should not have died in the battle also emerged!
"Border Army..." Chu Qing almost gritted his teeth and roared: "If you catch wolves in a day, you will not be able to form an army. I, Chu Qing, will not return to the capital in a day!"
Pulling the reins, the horse galloped wildly to the south.
Chu Qing shouted again.
"If you capture the wolf and form an army, you must take the head of the Golden Wolf King!"
At this moment, Chu Qing hated the golden wolf king, a man he had never met, to his core.
If you want to be friends with me, then be friends with me. You have a dream and want to attack my country on a large scale. What do I, the Dachang Dynasty, mean to you?
Chu Qing secretly swore that he would make the Golden Wolf King pay the price for his dream, and all the Liangrong nobles would pay the price, even if he spent everything, including time and life.
He wants everyone, all races, and all countries in the world to know that whoever messes with Dachang will have his ancestral temple destroyed and his country destroyed!
The war horse ran wildly, running non-stop. Chu Qing kept holding the horse's belly, looking at Yuanyuan City, and finally arrived.
Without washing up or eating anything, Chu Qing returned to the bedroom, locked the door, and took off all his clothes, then got into bed.
He wants to have a good sleep. When he wakes up, he wants to do everything possible to make Wangyuan City better and the border army better. When the soldiers and civilians at the border are better, he will make the grassland better.
"Bad" makes all the nobles in the Golden Wolf King's tent so "bad" that they can't even wish for death.
Hiding under the quilt, Chu Qing shivered.
More than 4,000 corpses, including more than 700 people, did not deserve to die. They really did not deserve to die.
Closing his eyes tightly, Chu Qing forced himself to fall asleep.
Fu San came to the door and pushed it gently. When he realized that it was locked, he sighed and sat on the steps.
"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, he has not suffered..."
Tao Shaozhang ran into the yard. Before he could finish his words, he was glared at by everyone.
Tao Shaozhang quickly came to Fu San's side: "San'er, brother-in-law, he's okay."
Many more people came, including Changxian, Tao Weiran, Lvzhu, Cuyu, and Wang Tongtong, all gathered over.
According to the original plan, Chu Qing should be back this morning.
Everyone has been waiting at the Xuanyuan Pavilion, waiting anxiously. Until now, they saw many people returning with injuries, and then they ran to the Marshal's Mansion to ask about Chu Qing's situation.
Fu San lowered his voice and explained the situation, and everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Even if there are constant twists and turns, at least Chu Qing is safe and sound.
After waving his hands and asking everyone to disperse, Fu San told everyone that his young master had to sleep for a day and a night, so stop making noise here.
Everyone also knew that Chu Qing needed to rest. Although they were worried, they went about their business.
Only one person didn't leave, Cuttlefish.
Lao Mo sat on the steps next to Fu San, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
Fu San squinted his eyes and imitated Chu Qing's classic saying: "Look at the chicken feathers."
"Brother Fu, can you tell Lao Sheng how the warriors of Guoyi camp, no, no, the warriors of the border army, fought against the Liang bandits?"
"Why are you asking?"
"Old student..." Cuiyu smiled awkwardly: "Old student still has the 500,000 yuan silver note gifted by Mr. Chu in his arms. I always feel that I am not at ease."
"If you are not sure, just give it to me, and I will give it to the young master tomorrow."
Cuttlefish: “…”
Fu San looked back at the closed door, feeling a little upset.
"When I went into battle for the first time, I saw so many corpses and so many brothers who died in battle. Young Master..."
Fukusan sighed again, recalling that when he first went into battle, he was like this, having nightmares one after another.
Reminiscing, I went from the border to Beijing.
Fu San smiled again: "My young master is a very good man and a good man."
Cuttlefish asked curiously: "Master Chu has superb martial arts skills and is unparalleled in battle formations?"
"No, my young master has never practiced martial arts for a day."
"Then why is he called a good man?"
"A good man is..." Fu San shook his head: "The young master cried again today, just like when he saw the homeless people in Beijing last year, his tears fell down. If he can cry, he is a good man.
I would like to ask Changjing, there are so many high-ranking officials and nobles, who will cry when they see the refugees? He who can cry is a good man."
Cuttlefish looked thoughtful, and after a while, his face showed an extremely hesitant expression.
"Male Gobi!" The window was suddenly pushed open, and Chu Qing, who was bare-armed, roared: "I don't want people to sleep anymore, why are you mumbling!"
Fu San stood up quickly, apologetically: "Master, please take this old guy away right now."
"I didn't say anything about you, third brother, but about this bird man named Mo!"
Chu Qing looked like he was losing his mind and going crazy. He pointed at the cuttlefish and cursed: "What are you doing here, delaying my sleep?"
Cuttlefish was not angry, stood up and came to the window.
"Master Chu, Laosheng, I have also experienced killings. I have also witnessed my relatives die in battle. I once..."
Chu Qing rolled his eyes: "Have you ever crossed mountains and seas, and also crossed mountains and seas of people?"
Cuttlefish was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Yes."
"She's your mother's size, what are you going to do?"
Cuiyu gritted his teeth, as if he had made a huge determination: "Old student Cuiyu, I am willing to use the skills of the Mo family to help Mr. Chu, destroy the thieves, destroy the cold thieves, what do you think?"
"You, help me kill the Liang bandits?" Chu Qing sneered and said, "Brother Yu, do you want some tea?"
Cuttlefish: “…”
Fu San said with concern: "Master, you haven't slept well for two days and two nights. Let's rest for a while and then talk again when you get up."
Chu Qing ignored Fu San and stared at Fu San: "Do you have a way to kill the Liang thief?"
Cuttlefish nodded heavily: "Yes."
"If you talk to me about this, I won't be sleepy anymore."
