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The bullock carts carried longing-filled soldiers and countless urns. The soldiers were eager to go home. When the troops entered Tongguan to kill the soldiers, they wished they could grow wings on their backs and fly home. The urgent mood is reflected in actions: the ox-cart drives like a horse-drawn carriage, and the horse-drawn carriage drives like a car.
Yunhao's mood was contradictory, and he returned to Chang'an after winning the battle. You can get countless rewards and supreme glory. The most important thing is that I can see my family who I miss day and night. Will three wives make me plumper? It seems that a good man is hairy and a woman is fat does not suit my aesthetics. Will my son grow stronger? He will look like a little tiger, which will definitely make people like him.
But seeing the carts of urns, Yunhao didn¡¯t want to go home at all. I really wish I could never finish the journey to Chang'an. I can't imagine the scene in front of Baqiao. Those who are eagerly looking forward to the return of their families include gray-haired old people and urchins with fingers in their mouths.
On the Ba Bridge, parents care about their sons, and women care about their husbands. Naughty kids will ask where daddy is! How to say it, how to answer it! Why just explain it! There are some things that can be dealt with by either fighting or dying.
No matter how Yunhao struggled in his heart, the bullock cart still brought him back to Chang'an City tenaciously. The weeping willows beside Ba Bridge have sprouted green buds. From a distance, the greenery is very beautiful. It would be better if there wasn't that dark mass of heads.
People were standing on both sides of Baqiao, and the long Zuowuwei team was reduced to a short one. Some people started sobbing, and any fool knew how many people would not be able to come back this time. The battle damage was close to 90%, which was the loss of Zuowu Wei. Everyone is hoping in their hearts that their family members will be the lucky ones. .
The sound of the Tianguan's ritual music was drowned out by the shouts of the crowd. Some call him son, some call him father, and some call him husband. The overwhelming shouts converged into a roaring noise. It blocked the ears and echoed in Naoren'er.
"Master Hou, you look ugly, it's better not to go out." Ling Jing looked at Yun Hao in panic, the situation outside was almost collapsed. If Yunhao goes out at this time, he will definitely become disgraced.
Yunhao took a deep breath, opened the curtain of the carriage and walked out of the carriage. Other generals all rode horses. It is estimated that Yunhao, the only general in the entire Tang Dynasty, rode a carriage.
The courtesy officer who came to greet him turned out to be Li Shentong, a prince who came to greet him. The etiquette was considered grand, and the old guy saw Yunhao. His beard was shaking with excitement. When he received the military report from the front, he was really scared. Hundreds of thousands of Turks besieged the city, but Yunhao only had 8,000 men under his command.
Li Shentong was also the prince who led the troops to fight. He knew what kind of place Shuofang was. Let yourself take eight thousand people to resist hundreds of thousands of people to defend a shabby perimeter. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it for a day. He had already made plans in his heart that Yunhao would be eaten by the Turks. But he didn't expect that he would receive the good news from Li Er a few days later.
Chang'an City has received countless good news over the years, but they were all for internal warfare. The Tang Empire, founded by Guo Zuo, always had to deal with rebellions from various places. This is the first time we have defeated the Turks. There was a time when Li Yuan still looked up to the Turks. Liu Wenjing was sent to pay tribute to the Turks again and again.
Today, the Tang army truly defeated the Turkic army. Yunhao's letter to himself stated that the casualties reached 90%. Li Shentong didn't believe it yet, but now that he saw the returning team, he believed it. Zuo Wuwei, who numbered more than 13,000 people, was beaten to the point where only more than 1,700 people were left. What have they experienced in the past six months!
Yunhao walked out, and the crowd¡¯s voice became much quieter. But the overwhelming sound still made it difficult to hear the rituals and music. The singing and dancing beauties were all stiff. The water sleeves were fluttering lightly and were blown back to my face by the wind.
Walking towards Li Shentong step by step, he looked like a wronged child who wanted to be close to his adults for protection.
Suddenly, a child squeezed in from the wall of soldiers, his short legs moving as hard as he could. Like a cannonball, he rushed to Yunhao's eyes and hugged Yunhao's thigh. Yunhao only saw the bun on his head, and then touched the child's head with his hand.
Xiong Kuohai stopped his sword abruptly. If he really cut it, Yunhao's hand and the child's head would fall to the ground. Yun Hao's bodyguard also put down the crossbow in his hand, and only one child rushed over, with no other followers.
"Child, whose family are you from?" This child is at most one year older than Yun Baobao, and he is cute and cute.
"Where is my father? Is he dead? My mother said that I didn't see my father in the team." The child raised his head and looked at Yunhao with his big eyes. The big, flickering eyes reveal the purity that only a child can have. Yunhao was afraid of this kind of purity. His eyes were like a sledgehammer, hitting Yun Hao hard.?'s heart.
"Listen to me, child! Your father!" Yunhao didn't know who the child's father was, but if he wasn't here, he must be someone in the ashes jar. He didn't know what to say to the child. Yunhao, who had always been quite articulate, started to stutter.
"You took my dad to fight, and now my dad is dead, you are a bad guy!" Seeing Yun Hao's appearance, the child bit Yun Hao's leg without saying a word.
I bite wearing a single pants, my legs hurt even more painful!
Xiong Kuohai picked up the child with one hand and was about to throw the child out. If it weren't for the child of Pao Ze in the army, he would have been strangled to death long ago.
"Put it down!" Yunhao grabbed Xiong Kuohai's paw. He was not as strong as Xiong Kuohai, but Xiong Kuohai still put the child down.
"Child, I'm sorry for you!" Yunhao didn't know what to say, and his lips trembled for a long time before he managed to say this.
"Bah!" A large mouthful of saliva spat on Yunhao's face, and the child ran back. Outside the human wall, his mother was so anxious that she fainted, and her voice calling for the child was muted.
"Don't mind, people always die in wars. Huo Qubing went straight to Langjuxu Mountain and came back with more than half of his body missing. You are the Marquis of Wu, and you must have countless lives under your feet. I remember that it is you who will become famous and withered bones. It's what you said. Put it down, you should have the glory if you win the battle." Li Shentong came over and patted Yun Hao on the shoulder. He teaches like an elder!
"One will become famous and ten thousand bones will wither. A good one will become famous and ten thousand bones will wither." In the past, when I saw other generals blaming themselves, I thought they were showing off their feelings. But now it's my turn, and the feeling is really mixed. Especially the moment he looked into the child's eyes, Yunhao even had the urge to commit suicide. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com