Although Xiao Shilian has always disliked to consider such worldly things, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand.

Xiao Maha and Pei Zilie are both straightforward and cheerful people, but they both have better faces, which means that when the two of them meet, the possibility of a fight is greater than the possibility of sitting down and drinking together, especially since there is an age gap of more than ten years between the two people, which makes Xiao Maha not want to take the initiative to show favor to the younger generation, and naturally Pei Zilie does not want to take the initiative to show favor to Xiao Maha, and it seems that he is a person who tends to be inflammatory.

Therefore, as Li Xinchen said, since some words are not easy to say directly, it may as well be conveyed by Li Xinchen and Xiao Shilian, after all, Xiao Shilian and Li Xinchen are the eldest son of Xiao Maha, and the other is the chief staff of the Xiao family - who made the Xiao family such a staff member - will not insult Pei Zilie in terms of identity, as long as the two of them speak and act properly at that time, Li Xinchen and Xiao Shilian are confident that they can solve this problem.

Xiao Shilian nodded solemnly: "That's the only way." ”

There was a cheer from the front of the team, and the two men hurriedly looked up.

The sky dawned, and a touch of fish belly white appeared in the distant sky. Under this light, a great river shimmered and sparkled in everyone's field of vision. And the Luliang water, which affected the entire battle situation, was as thin as a stream in front of this big river, but it just silently merged into the big river and merged into this wide and rushing river.

"Huaishui, it's Huaishui!" Xiao Shilian roared excitedly, and his voice was soon drowned out by the cheers of more soldiers.

Huaishui, after Huaishui, for these soldiers, it is equivalent to escaping, it is equivalent to going home!

Li Xinchen looked at these cheering soldiers and sighed secretly in his heart.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years, for these Nanchen soldiers, after going through one big war after another and danger, they were able to see Huaishui again, and they were naturally full of emotion.

And Li Xinchen even thought of the villagers who died in the cave, more than 200 lives were wiped out, and in the end, only he was left to live with his sick and weak sister.

"Brother Xinchen, but you're still thinking about the previous war?" Xiao Shilian found that instead of joy on Li Xinchen's face, he had a sad look, and immediately guessed a little, for them, the soldiers of Nanchen, crossing the Huaishui is to go home safely, but for Li Xinchen, crossing the Huaishui is one step away from his blood-washed home.

Li Xinchen was silent for a moment, but still nodded, after all, there was nothing to hide.

And Xiao Shilian glanced back at the battlefield that had been left behind them and the mountains of Luliang that had been left behind him, and took a deep breath: "Don't worry, one day we will fight back, the gentleman will take revenge, ten years is not too late." ”

"Ten Years ······" Li Xinchen slowly raised his head, looked at the sun that had jumped out of the horizon, and immediately waved his horsewhip and whipped the war horse fiercely, "Let's go." ”

Xiao Shilian was stunned for a moment, but still hit his horse to catch up.

Huaishui has changed from a jade belt in the sky to a dragon galloping close at hand, and Huainan's Nanchen Shui Division has already received an order, the warships are guarding on both sides, and the big ships transporting troops are slowly approaching the dock.

This Lvliang water flows into Huaishui here, because Lvliang water is clear, Huaishui is more turbid, so Lvliang water is also called clear water, and the wharf here is called "Huaikou", after all, overlooking from a high place, it is really like Huaishui opening its mouth to swallow Lvliang water. If you want to return to Huainan from the land of Luliang, you naturally need to cross the river at Huaikou Wharf, which is why Wang Liang blocked the avenue and Luliang water and easily trapped the army of Nan Chen.

"Crossing the Huaishui is Liang County." Xiao Shilian reined in his war horse and looked at the troop transport ship that was gradually approaching the dock.

The Huai Shui was flowing mightily to the east, and Li Xinchen's gaze crossed the Huai Shui to the south bank.

After Huaishui is the Liang County of Nanchen, and of course there is Jinling City further south.

After this Huaishui, I don't know when I will be able to come back.

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"Governor, slow down." Pei Zilie carefully helped Wu Mingche to board the big ship, and the generals of the Nanchen Naval Division who led the fleet also hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Wu Mingche smiled and waved his hand, and then glared at Pei Zilie: "The old man is not even able to walk. ”

Pei Zilie hurriedly took a step back, but the surrounding generals did not show mockery and disdain. After all, General Dianwei's official position was obtained in exchange for military exploits and heads, and the friendship between Pei Zilie and Wu Mingche was not father and son, but better than father and son, and it was originally a good story that everyone praised in the Southern Chen Army.

Looking at the flowing Huaishui, as well as the land of Luliang where he once led the army to fight with high spirits, Wu Mingche muttered: "I didn't expect to survive Huainan." ”

"Metropolitan Governor ······" Wu Mingche's voice was very low, and only Pei Zilie, who was very close to him, could hear it clearly, which also made Pei Zilie feel frightened, and he couldn't help but speak, but he didn't know what he could say.

Compared with Wu Mingche when he crossed the Huaishui River to the north, Wu Mingche has aged a lot in just one year, and he is riddled with illness, and he is no longer the Metropolitan Governor who led thousands of troops and horses on the battlefield that day.

Wu Mingche didn't care about Pei Zilie's reaction, but slowly walked to the bow of the boat. On the dock, a team of Nan Chen soldiers was lining up in a neat queue to get on the boat, without a little panic, Wu Mingche knew very well why this was.

Last night's victory had given them courage, and the big banner with the word "Xiao" that had been flying at the back of the line now told them that General Wu Yi would help them guard the back road before all of them boarded the boat, so there was no need to panic.

All this courage, composure, and order were all brought to them by Xiao Maha, and the only thing Wu Mingche did in the final stage of the entire Luliang War was to hand over all the power to Xiao Maha. Facts have proved that Wu Mingche's choice at that time was correct, and Xiao Maha did not disappoint him.

It's just that seeing the scene in front of him, Wu Mingche is still a little lonely after all.

The cool river breeze in the early morning blew his clothes, making Wu Mingche shiver subconsciously. And Pei Zilie hurriedly took off his own big coat and put it on Wu Mingche: "Governor, you are sick now, you should hurry to the cabin, just now the last general has already ordered them to prepare the stove." ”

Wu Mingche stretched out his hand to hold the railing, looked at the busy scene on the Huaikou wharf, and muttered: "Dashi (author's note: Pei Zilie), this person ······ It's not okay to be dissatisfied. ”

"Why did the Metropolitan Governor say this!"