The two of them turned pale and knelt on the ground with a thud, and the spirit of the former general was completely drained, which made Duan Xi feel heartbroken.

"Get up!" Duan Xi scolded, "You are the generals in our army, how to lead the troops with such a little woman's posture!" ”

Tian Yan and Xia Yu were like comets crossing the sky, shining for a moment, and then quickly landed, Xia Yu was later reactivated, against the increasingly fierce Han Sui Bianzhang rebellion, but was surrounded by rebels and died, and Tian Yan was demoted to a concubine, and since then obscure.

"Old general, Yan and Yu are guilty!"

Duan Xi was furious when he heard the two of them's pleas, and he slapped the table and stood up: "Do I really want you to plead guilty?" ”、

Duan Xi sighed, his steps were a little unsteady, he bypassed the two kneeling people, walked to the door, and looked at the Lamei blooming outside the county office. After all, these two people are only for the talents of fierce generals, not the handsome talents who can unify the army.

Duan Xi turned his head and looked at these two unassuming things kneeling there, but his heart still softened. Both of them are generals who fought step by step from the ranks with Duan Xi, and if they say that they have no feelings, they are lying to themselves. Old man, old man, Duan Xi laughed at himself incomparably, his heart softened, Duan Xi decided to give them a chance, and asked:

"Sun Tzu's Art of War: I am designed for one, the enemy is divided into ten, and it is ten to attack one of them. Why? ”

The two looked at each other, looking a little embarrassed.

"Yan is dull and not easy to read."

"Education is also ......"

Duan Xi raised his head, and his disappointed eyes did not let the two of them see that Tian Yan and Xia Yu were from bad backgrounds, but a bad background does not mean that they can feel sorry for themselves and not change their fate.

Duan Cheng has already reminded them to go to school many times. And give them some things that he wrote himself, in the hope that they can change their fate.

However, the reality is always skinny, they don't want to change themselves, no matter how much Duan Cheng does, it's just useless.

After thinking about it, they are relieved, maybe the two of them want to be a fierce general who rushes forward to kill. In this way, you don't have to care about right and wrong, and you don't have to know the joy of fish?

Mr. Duan helped the two up: "For the generals can't make the same mistake once, you must learn a lesson, Shan Shikui is familiar with the essentials of the art of war, you are divided into three, the enemy is one, gather advantages, and break one after another, you are not defeated, but you are also shameful!" Let's read well......"

The two seemed to be thoughtful, and couldn't help but think about it, but Duan Cheng had already left.

The bones of the war dead were also quietly brought back, and they were placed at the gate of the city, one by one, they had been sewn up, and the white cloth only covered the chest, so that the hideous wounds could not only cover the hideous wounds, but also make the family recognize their relatives. The atmosphere of Jiuyuan City was like being thrown from a hot oil pot to the snow field in an instant.

The living look indifferently, and the relatives weep bitterly. Jiuyuan City has gone through too many times, and too many tears have been shed.

Some people have achieved fame, and some people have died on the battlefield.

Everyone put away the noisy things, the old and the young, with white cloths in their hands, and eighty or ninety people carried one person after another to let them go home in a beautiful way.

Lü Bu, Wei Xu, Cheng Yao, Hou Cheng, Cao Xing...... Even Song Xian, whose arm was seriously injured, gritted his teeth and lifted a brother.

This is the tradition of the Jiuyuan people, in those days, their grandfather, uncle, father, uncle...... is also carried into the house in this way, even if there is no corpse, you have to put some clothes.

Mrs. Hou and several three elders are at the forefront, and their mission is to bring these sons and nephews back to the family, and the fallen leaves return to the roots, which is the end point of every Han person, and the dust returns to dust. The old man on the far left, clad in old armor and carrying a spear, suddenly began to sing.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.

Weijia Hai Nei ...... Homecoming......"

The people of the whole city echoed the sentence in a low voice: "Weijia is in the sea...... Homecoming. ”

"Homecoming......

Yes, the warriors have returned to their homeland with honor.

Their county order was the last to carry their nephew.

Zhang Yang also sang the majestic "Song of the Great Wind" created by Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, hoarsely, but it was a little sad today. Zhang Yang was walking and suddenly fell to the ground with a dull eye,

A few people in the back hurriedly stepped forward, carried Zhang Yang on their backs, and continued to follow Li Yi behind the team.

With a bang, the north gate of Jiuyuan closed.

The Yulin Army from Luoyang took over the city defense of Jiuyuan and watched all this silently, destined to be sleepless this night......

I'm sorry, Nan Ke's father has been dizzy recently, and this time it has worsened, and he has been personally sent to a tertiary hospital in the city, and he may have to take a leave of absence tomorrow.

Nan Ke's heart is also chaotic, it is very unpleasant, I hope that book friends can understand.

I hope my father is well, and I hope everyone is well!

Here you pray......