"Dashuai, look at Yumen Pass, let's come back!"

Liu Mingzhi grabbed the reins of the horse, looked at the ruins of Yumen Pass, and his eyes were also very excited, and he finally went home!

"Brothers, let's go home, rush, the first one to rush through the Yumen Pass will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of silver!"

"Home!"

"We're back!"

"We're back!"

The 300,000 army galloped towards Yumen Pass, and they didn't care about the reward of 10,000 taels of silver, but the excitement of touching the land of their hometown was incomprehensible to those who were far away from their hometown!

The soldiers with superb riding skills rushed through the Yumen Pass for the first time, leaving enough space for their comrades behind them, and after pulling the reins of their horses, one of them flew and pounced on the sand and rolled up.

The hundreds of thousands of soldiers behind him followed suit and fluttered on the ground like a group of children who did not grow up.

Many soldiers grabbed the yellow sand and put it in their mouths, not caring whether the yellow sand was clean or not.

The soldiers at the entrance of the yellow sand wept loudly, and their tears mixed with the sand and dust made them dirty, and they didn't care.

"A taste of home!"

"It's the smell of home!"

Liu Mingzhi's eyes were slightly moist, he turned over and dismounted, twisted some yellow sand into his mouth, chewed it, swallowed it with the feeling of grinding his teeth, and grinned as he looked at the more than 300,000 troops fluttering on the ground.

Rather love the hometown of a twist of soil, Motu is a thousand taels of gold.

This is the unique feeling of the Han family and the unique feeling of homesickness.

Returning to the roots is always an obsession of the Han family.

Liu Mingzhi glanced at Cheng Kai and Song Qing: "When I return to the imperial court, I will write to Your Majesty and build a new city on the site of Yumen Pass, which will be the first Xiongguan in the world!" ”

"There is a poem that advises you to drink a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west! But beyond the thousands of miles of yellow sand, there are 70,000 of our brothers lying in the Western Regions, and from now on, you don't have to worry about no old people when you go out of the customs, there are 70,000 heroic spirits under the yellow sand in the distance to protect every Han family son and son of the Han family, no matter how far you go, they are watching and guarding in the sky! ”

Song Qing sighed melancholy: "The Long March has not yet been returned, it is time to build an immortal monument to Xiongguan and the Western Regions, and one day after a few years, I hope that the children and grandchildren of future generations can remember that there was once a group of people who threw their heads and spilled their blood to go to the Western Regions, so that they can live a more stable and worry-free life and sleep in a foreign land!" ”

"Dashuai, what is the better name for this Xiongguan?"

"yes, let's decide on a name first!"

"Jiayuguan, as for whether it can be determined, it depends on whether Your Majesty can agree!"

"Jiayuguan, good name!"

"Jiayuguan, the last general likes this name!"

"Order the three armies, tie white silk around their waists, take the robes of the brothers who died in battle, and take them home!"

"The handsome man has an order, tie a white silk around his waist, take the battle robe, and take the brothers home!"

"The handsome man has an order, tie a white silk around his waist, go to the battle robe, and take the brothers home!"

More than 70,000 people with burdens on their backs took off the packages behind them with solemn expressions, carefully took out their battle robes and turned over on their horses!

Then everyone took out the white silk that had been prepared and tied it around their waists, and looked back at the remnant sun outside the Jade Gate, as if there were 70,000 heroic spirits looking at them happily in the sky!

"Brothers, let's go home!"

"Brothers, let's go home!"

"Brothers, let's go home!"

More than 300,000 people shouted for Ganzhou to lead the way for the heroic souls of 70,000 soldiers!

Guide them in the direction of their home!

When the 300,000-strong army approached the position of 20 miles of Ganzhou City, the scouts of Xiaoguowei of Ganzhou City discovered their whereabouts early.

When they arrived at the location of ten miles to the west gate of Ganzhou City, hundreds of horsemen rolled up smoke and dust and rushed towards the Western Expedition army.

The leader was none other than Dongfang Ming, the general of Xiaoguowei.

Liu Mingzhi's messenger had already rushed to Ganzhou City to go to Beijing, and the news of the triumphant return of the Western Expedition army was no longer a secret.

"Marshal, it's the banner of General Dongfang Ming of Xiaoguowei, General Dongfang is out of the city to greet us!"

Liu Mingzhi naturally found Dongfang Ming's banner and nodded slightly: "Let's go, go and join General Dongfang!" ”

"Yes!"

"Appeal ........."

"Haha..........."

Dongfang Ming reined in his horse and looked up to the sky with a long smile at Liu Mingzhi and the others who were rushing towards him, as well as the 300,000 troops who were slowly hurrying not far away.

Dongfang Ming has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he can see at a glance that the more than 300,000 troops are no longer immature when they first set out on the expedition, and all of them have become real elite soldiers in a hundred battles.

At a cursory glance, the oncoming aura of slaughter was much stronger than that of the Xiaoguo Guards under the command of Ganzhou City himself.

This is the momentum honed by the interweaving of blood and fire, and it can't be covered at all.

It is no exaggeration to say that these 300,000 people went to a station outside the city and did nothing, just the kind of oncoming evil qi could make the soldiers of the government unable to resist at all.

What makes Dongfang Ming's eyes hot is that the more than 300,000 troops are all one person and one horse, and there are even people with two horses, this is 300,000 iron horses.

For many years, the cavalry of the Great Dragon has not had such a strong scale, and the first emperor Weihe Emperor was only more than 200,000 cavalry during his lifetime, excluding the six guards of Northern Xinjiang, not to mention that only the 300,000 troops under the command of Liu Mingzhi have surpassed the number of iron cavalry in the most powerful period of the first emperor!

What made Dongfang Ming feel the most incredible was that the momentum exuded by those wearing auxiliary armor was no different from that of the main battle army, if it weren't for the difference in battle robes and armor, Dongfang Ming thought that this was a main battle army wearing auxiliary uniforms, how could there be a trace of auxiliary soldiers.

"The junior Liu Mingzhi has seen General Dongfang!"

"Excuse me!"

Dongfang Ming turned over and dismounted, Liu Mingzhi naturally didn't dare to be high, and he turned over and dismounted and walked towards Dongfang Ming.

"It's been two years, and General Dongfang's body is still fierce, and the younger generation is ashamed of himself!"

Dongfang Ming looked at Liu Mingzhi, who had a thin face, with a complicated face: "On November 26 of the second year of Ruian, you led an army of 400,000 to conquer the Western Regions, and in the blink of an eye, it has been the eighth day of October in the fourth year of Ruian, and time flies is the most ruthless, two years!" ”

"Yes, it's been two years, I went to 400,000, and only 320,000 came back, the years are ruthless, the years are ruthless, and the end will be ashamed of their families!"

"Don't say that, it only took two years to capture the thirty-eight countries of the Western Regions to make them bow down to the vassals, this is already a rare achievement in the world, the six old men are still sending messages to discuss after you go on the expedition, how long can you take the Western Regions this expedition, five years, seven years, or even ten years are possible, I didn't expect you to complete the Western Expedition in two years, the white-clothed Confucian handsome is the white-clothed Confucian handsome, a generation of new people is better than the old people, and it is not good to disobey the old!"

"As for the 70,000 soldiers buried in other places, you have to look at the opening point, it is impossible to go out without losing a single soldier, the soldiers are worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of the name of the Western Expeditionary Army, worthy of the pride of Da Long Erlang, they have cast an immortal monument with blood, we should not be sad for them, we should be proud of them, this is their glory!"

"Yes, the younger generation knows, this is the glory of the brothers!"

"Let's go to the city, the old man has already cooked sheep and slaughtered cattle, only the soldiers who returned triumphantly can slaughter cattle for food, this is also the only special way of Dalong to kill cattle without breaking the law, let's drink for three days and three nights, and tell the old man about the westward expedition!"

"Yes, the junior guest is as he pleases!"