What are the North Koreans thinking?

Xu Zhiyuan didn't care at all, compared to the joy of the North Koreans thinking that his father came over to help him fight the wild people, he liked the food offered by the North Koreans more, more than 10,000 people and young people left the cottage with him, not to mention the rations of the big guys, but when they arrived at the official army, they had to give a meeting gift!

Naturally, he smiled along the way, he wasn't even worried about Dongyu's attack, and now Donglu had more headaches for them, Donglu was sending troops to Badao to send officers, anyway, he didn't look down on him at all, which was good, so that he could safely reach the mouth of the Datong River and join the official army.

What's happened in the past year or so?

Last year, I heard that the Eastern captives had entered the Central Plains again, burning, killing and looting, and millions of people died tragically, but what about this year? Even their so-called "Shengjing", that is, Shenyang, was burned by the official army, and the empress was robbed, and the emperor fled to North Korea in disgrace.

Daming Zhongxing ah!

That's a great thing! If it goes on like this, I will be able to return to my hometown in Liaodong in a few years!

Just then, Su Shilin interrupted his thoughts.

"Big boss, you say, will they treat us?"

On the side of the big boss who rode a horse, Su Shilin deliberately wore a blue armor, which was taken from the dead man, but this was also a great military achievement, in fact, even many of the knives and guns in the hands of the brothers were captured.

"It doesn't matter if we see us or not, as long as we can let the big guy go back to Liaodong and return to Guannei, then I'm afraid, just give the big guy a bite to eat, salt the heads of those Dongyu, it's a big deal, give them the heads......"

Dongyu's head is military merit, and giving his head is equivalent to giving military merit to these officers and soldiers, so that everyone can always have a peaceful birthday!

While they were talking, two horsemen were brought back in front of them.

"The commander of our battalion led the brothers to greet Xu Qianhu and all the soldiers in front!"

Actually came out to greet the big guy!

This was a bit unexpected by Xu Zhiyuan, so he hurriedly ordered everyone to speed up their pace, and after about half an hour, they finally saw a group of cavalry in the distance, and those cavalry not only carried the banner of the Ming army, but also the banner with the word "Ming" written on it.

"Spread our flags too!"

Although it was flying the flag, the flag was newly made, and the flag Xu Zhiyuan said was brought by them from Tieshan, and when the flag that was somewhat broken and even stained with a lot of blood was unfurled, Xu Zhiyuan's right hand dragged it and walked towards the officers and soldiers who greeted him.

Among the several big flags, this damaged flag was particularly conspicuous, and when it got closer, Sun Yuanqi and the others were full of tears in their eyes.

"Yes, it is the flag of our Dongjiang River, and it is the flag of Dongjiang Town......"

Only their group of exiled people in a foreign land can understand the meaning of this flag, to a large extent, this is their only spiritual support, a liter of rice can last for ten days, what is it? It is to believe, to believe that one day they can return to Liaodong and return to Daming, for them, Daming is this flag.

Not to mention Sun Yuanqi and them, even Li Yi, Cheng Manjin and others, when they looked at that flag, their noses were sour, and even when Xu Zhiyuan and others came over, they still looked straight at it and looked at that flag.

People turned their eyes to them again, and saw that many of them were still wearing red cloth armor, which was the cloth armor of the Ming soldiers, and the cloth was the most damaged, and the patches were patches, and many of them had armor and no helmets, but tied them with a piece of worn-out red cloth on their heads.

Just looked at them like this, for a while, it was quiet, without the slightest sound......

"The last general, Dongjiang Town, thousands of households, Xu Zhiyuan, see General Li Ying."

Xu Zhiyuan's voice broke the silence.

"Xu Qianhu is exempt!"

Hurriedly helping Xu Zhiyuan up, Li Yi looked up at the flag, and finally these brothers from Dongjiang Town, and then said.

"Xu Qianhu and all the brothers are in a foreign land, but they still don't forget their home and country, and they are really a model for us, please get on the horse, and the younger brother will lead the horse for the thousand households!"

"This, how can this be ......?"

Without waiting for Xu Zhiyuan to refuse, Li Yi grabbed his hand and said.

"You deserve it, you all deserve it, our brothers in Dongjiang Town deserve such a courtesy, you have worked hard all these years......

Then he turned his head and commanded.

"Come, lead the horses to the brothers in Dongjiang Town, and welcome them home!"

That's it, Li Yi's back against the horse's body bent his legs, his hands on his knees, looked at Xu Zhiyuan and said.

"Xu Qianhu, please get on the horse!"

'Brother, please get on the horse!' ’

……

When they were helped on the horse, Xu Zhiyuan cried, Su Shilin and Su San all cried, crying like children, all worries disappeared, all grievances were gone, and for the first time in these years, they felt at ease.

Su San, who was riding on a horse, was crying while holding the pottery urn in his arms tightly, which contained Li Laoliu's ashes.

"Uncle Li, have you seen it? Let's go home, go home......"

Home, maybe home is still far away.

Maybe the "Obifang Fort" in front of them is not their home, but for these wanderers, they have finally returned to their families, and where they have families is home, just like they once made the Dongjiang River their home, even if it is in a foreign land.

It was supposed to be a happy reunion, but in the crying of the people, it seemed a little depressed, but the crying was also accompanied by joy, and finally, under the leadership of Li Yi, they came to Daifang Fort, the name of which came from Cao Wei's "Daifang County". The road in front of the fortress was crowded with Liao people like them, including soldiers from the Dongjiang River and ordinary Liao people living in the Dongjiang River.

When they saw the banner held by Xu Zhiyuan, at first, their expressions were surprised, and then everyone's expressions first flashed a trace of pain, then a burst of joy, and then tears rained down, and people knelt down one after another.

"This is our flag......"

"It's our flag ......"

Yes, this is their flag, the only thought they have in a foreign land, this tattered flag once fluttered in the Dongjiang River, when they escaped from Liaodong, they saw it and saw hope, it also fluttered in the dead pile of the Dongjiang River. This flag has been burned by fire, slashed with knives, shot by arrows, and also soaked in the blood of the brothers of Dongjiang Town and the people of Liao.

And now, this banner that once fluttered in the blood and bones of the brothers, this flag that they thought had disappeared, has once again appeared under this blue sky, how can they not be excited.

Just holding the flag like this, Xu Zhiyuan's tears flowed down again, he wanted to hold this flag forever and never put it down, so let it flutter under this bright world.

The sun and the moon never set, and the Ming Dynasty will last forever......