On the 27th day of August in the year of Wuyin, ninety miles west of Bukui, on the east bank of the Erdao River.

It rained heavily for three days and three nights, and it stopped yesterday morning.

But the consequences of this heavy rain have left traces in front of me, that is, the two rivers that are rolling and rushing in front of me.

The ten thousand rays of light in the western sky, reflected on the surface of the river, dance up and down with the fluctuation of the water, bright and dazzling.

The river flows like an injection, and the remnant sun is like blood.

The last boat docked, and Qin Zhong, Jia Qin, Ni Er, Gao Dazhuang and his personal team disembarked.

On the other side of the river, there are thousands of Tatar iron horsemen, lined up in a forest array, facing each other across the river, calling in vain.

They chased and killed for three days and two nights, but let this team of more than 100 people escape from under their noses.

Now, the Bukui people have crossed the river, and they have not tried to cross the river to catch up.

Just a few months ago, they had already suffered a big loss here.

On that occasion, they threw down more than 3,600 corpses, and then they never dared to cross the river again.

The cannons of the Bukui were still there, but this time, it seemed that another firearm had been added.

This kind of firearm is even more terrifying, as soon as it is fired, a dozen or twenty people, and they fall.

This firearm is very dexterous, not at all as stupid as a cannon, as long as two people hit the ground, it can shoot countless projectiles, and then there are crowds of people, falling in pieces.

Seven or eight hundred people died under such firearms.

And the fire-breathing guy is also terrifying, one by one the fire dragons come out, and when they get on their bodies, they catch fire. Even if the person is not burned to death, as soon as the horse is frightened, it will no longer be obedient.

They knew that the crown prince and princess of the imperial court were in this team. They thought they would catch them easily, but they let them slip away.

The leader of the Sydwa tribe, Simari, turned around silently and headed west. The Tatars silently followed, and gradually disappeared.

The west coast, which was still in array just now, is now empty.

However, no one from the Bukui people on the east bank has yet withdrawn.

They were still looking west, hoping that there would be the figure they had hoped would appear.

After three days and two nights of bloody fighting, they broke through the siege and finally returned, where they met with the large army led by Chief of Staff Feng and Commander Chen.

They completed their mission and succeeded in rescuing the prince.

It was supposed to be a time of jubilation, but no one could be happy.

Feng Ziying, Chen Yejun, Lin Dajiang, Jiao Li, Jia Lian and a group of other officers walked to Qin Zhong and the others.

Qin Zhong gave them a general introduction to the situation, and a group of people all looked grim.

Feng Ziying patted Qin Zhong on the shoulder.

"Qin Zhong, you did a good job, you are right. Rest assured, Chief Min will be fine. Let's go, let's go back. ”

"Chief of Staff, we want to wait, maybe Chief Min will catch up in a while."

"Okay, then wait a little longer. We're here to wait for Chief Min. ”

The prince stood quietly by the river, looking at the other side for a long time.

By his side is the envoy of the Jingying Festival, the chief of the affairs of Wendula, the prince Teng.

The crown prince is also waiting for someone, waiting for his sister.

The nightmarish days of the months were finally over, and now, he was finally safe, back to Bukui, back to his own side.

From now on, he no longer has to worry about being killed by the Tatars at any time, and he can be captured by the Tatars at any time.

As long as you want to return to the imperial capital, you can set off at any time, and along the way, enjoy the cheers and worship of officials, soldiers and civilians along the way. Then head back to the resplendent Forbidden City.

In the future, he will be the master of that huge palace, and he will be admired by all the people and worshiped by all officials.

It should have been a happy day, but he wasn't happy at all.

In order to protect him, the people of the Fu Corps fought desperately along the way, went to one hundred and twenty people, and now only about fifty people have returned.

It turned out that there were only six of the thirty people around him.

Those people, when they die, die. If you can't come back, you won't be able to come back.

However, Chang'an did not return.

Previously, the prince couldn't wait to fly back to the imperial capital immediately, and never come to this ghost place again.

However, now he doesn't want to go back to the imperial capital.

In fact, it's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare to go back and see my father.

If your father asks, what about your sister? Why didn't I come back with you?

He couldn't answer.

He clearly remembered the scene when his father saw them off on the eighteenth day of the first lunar month.

"Chang'an is your sister, you are his brother, you have to take care of her, take care of her, don't let her be wronged, and bring her back safely."

He came back and was safe, but his sister, who was supposed to be protected and cared for by himself, did not come back.

When he was encircled by the enemy and everyone else fled, it was Chang'an who brought people back and rescued him from the encirclement.

When the Tatars were in hot pursuit, it was Chang'an who led the people to turn around and intercept the pursuing enemy.

When he was trapped in Wendula Mountain, it was Chang'an who led people to collect food every day to fill his stomach.

When the Tatars came to search the mountains, it was Chang'an who covered his retreat.

When he planned to retreat finally, it was Chang'an who left him behind.

He felt that he just said casually at that time, Chang'an, you stay behind.

He thought that it would be the same as before, and it would not be long before Chang'an would return to him.

However, this time it didn't.

Along the way, he expected Chang'an to catch up, but every time he was disappointed.

He remembered the hours later.

Chang'an rode on his neck, Gege smiled.

Not long ago, Chang'an always went to him to turn over money.

When did that brutal and cute sister start when she didn't need to protect herself, but she needed her to protect herself?

His heart was aching and bleeding.

He was expecting that in the next moment, Chang'an's figure would appear on the other side.

However, there is nothing there.

Quietly, as if there had never been an inhabited population since time immemorial. It was as if the tragic fighting of the past few days had never happened.

"Your Highness, it's getting late, let's go back."

Wang Ziteng urged again.

He didn't want to leave either, because he hadn't seen His Royal Highness Chang'an and Brother Min yet.

He also hoped that in the next moment, a miracle would occur. Two people suddenly appeared on the opposite bank.

He knew he was a little greedy.

Now that he can rescue His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he should be content.

With this alone, he can make an errand with the emperor.

However, His Royal Highness Chang'an did not come back, and Brother Min did not come back.

The talented, decisive, intelligent, and brave Min Ge'er did not come back.

At the age of seventeen, he laid a thriving Bukui world and created an invincible iron army.

This moment was supposed to be a moment of triumph and glory for him, but when others returned, he did not come back.

It's not that he can't come back, but he alone went to save His Highness Chang'an without hesitation.

"Lord Wang, wait a little longer, just wait a while. Maybe they'll be back in a moment. ”

The prince's voice was almost pleading.

Wang Ziteng looked from the side and found that the prince's face was glowing with light.

It was the brilliance of tears.

The gate of the city of Bukwisi.

It is no longer the time to erect two pillars to the west of Bukui to be the city gate, and to nail a stake every short distance to the city wall.

Now, there are huge and solid gates, tall and strong long walls.

Just last year, there weren't any of these things here.

Just a year later, there were.

However, the memory of last year is still preserved.

It was here last year, as people remember, that they were waiting for the return of the army.

That time was the moment of triumph when the Legion defeated the four tribes of Southern Windura.

It was a moment of great pride for them.

Although the battle was not fought by them, it was fought by the Bukui Provincial Corps. They are all Bukui people, can they not be proud?

In the days that followed, they often told the story of the Battle of South Vendura to outsiders, to their own relatives and friends.

Of course, sometimes, it is inevitable to exaggerate, revealing many obvious flaws.

But they don't care, they just go on with their own ideas.

Anyway, our Bu Kui won, how can we say it?

Now, they are gathered here again, ready to welcome the return of the procession.

According to the plan, the army that went to rescue the crown prince and princess should have returned yesterday.

Although I didn't come back yesterday, everyone knows that it has been raining heavily in the past few days, and several rivers have risen. It's normal to delay on the road.

Besides, there were more than 20,000 Tatars blocking the way. The government corps still has to solve these guys who are blocking the way before they can come back.

This time I'm going to rescue the prince and princess.

The 150,000 troops of the imperial court threw the prince and princess there, and they ran away by themselves, and in the end, it wasn't we Bukui people who saved them?

No one thought that they would not be able to be saved, because the government corps went, because Chief Min went. Chief Min has gone in person, can he still be saved?

If Chief Min can't be saved, no one in the world will be able to save him.

Baochai, Miaoyu, Daiyu, Ping'er, Qingwen, Shen Bingyi, Magpie, and Thrush are all in the team to greet them.

The people of Bukui knew them and knew that they were the relatives of the chief Min, so they left the front seat to them.

This is a group of gorgeously dressed, but sassy and heroic women. Each is beautiful and bright.

Each of them carried short guns, crossbow arrows and daggers.

Since returning to Bukui, Baochai and the others have returned to their previous habits when they were here, and they often train their troops.

Even Daiyu couldn't help but be curious, and under the bewitchment of others, she also went to train the army.

Now, her face was a little darker, but she was a little flushed, and she looked healthier and stronger than before.

Ping'er has a big belly and also came.

However, her treatment is higher than others, and she waits in the car.

Next to them were Yang Lin and other officials in the yamen, followed by Wu Minqiu and other merchants and craftsmen.

There are also some soldiers and civilians waiting here.

They were waiting for the moment when the team returned.

Although it was about to get dark, few people left. No one wants to miss out on this exciting moment.

"It's back, it's back."

Finally someone shouted.

In the faint darkness of the night, a procession came in a circle.

The crowd immediately stirred.