For the entire eastbound team, the ambitious Turkmen Ghaznavids are no longer a concern, and for Lao Luo, at least for the time being, he has little interest in this land, the established strategic goals have been achieved, and there is no point in continuing to stay near the city of Herat, so it is the best arrangement to return to the main camp and continue to advance eastward.

As for occupying this place to dominate the side? At least it doesn't make sense now, Lao Luo knows that he can't change anything by himself or the tens of thousands of people around him, maybe he can get away with it for the time being, but what about a few decades later? Form a new nation to fight against your own mother or father? And to face the crowds of green cultists? You must know that in this era, it is conservatively estimated that there are more than 10 million Green Cult believers!

So that can only be a joke, he doesn't want his future descendants to become a green cultist, at least the descendants can't kowtow to a non-existent nothingness.

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The team of thousands of people who returned with victory was a force that could not be provoked in this land for the time being, so there were no unsightly horse bandits and thieves to disturb them, plus there were scouts who went first to open the way, and there was nothing to say all the way.

It seems that no matter when the return journey is faster than the outbound journey, plus there is room for cheating, there is no need to consider the logistics problem, Lao Luo led a team of more than 6,000 people plus nearly 17,000 horses from the north of the Hari River all the way to the main camp in the north It only took a little more than two days.

Arriving in the open space outside the main camp in the north of Mashhad, Lao Luo immediately noticed the smell of roasted meat and the smell of sulfide from the burning of crude oil in the air, and some pitch-black soil and gray-white ashes after burning something could be seen far away on the ground.

The first to arrive in front of Lao Luo's eyes was not the garrison general Cheng Shouru, nor the fire girl Li Ji, but Hua Biao, who meowed as if he had grown up again. This once small thing has become bigger than the clouded leopard, if it weren't for Lao Luo knowing its origin, I'm afraid it would be directly regarded as a side breed of a certain leopard.

Now the little thing was meowing in front of the duke, as if to tell that it did not carry its displeasure, but the duke did not move forward, but just kicked back and forth with some impatience.

Lao Luo jumped off the horse and picked up this guy, now Hua Biao can't lie on Lao Luo's shoulder, the guy who weighs thirty or forty pounds, "Hua Biao, how many little brothers have you taken in this guy?" ”

The reason for saying this is that Hua Biao is not the only one who ran in front of Lao Luo, followed by six and a half Caucasian dogs, these guys have grown up quickly because of sufficient food, and they have been slightly larger than Hua Biao's body in just over half a year, but the coat color on their bodies has not been changed, and they look like cute dogs.

Hua Biao naturally didn't answer, he rubbed his head against Lao Luo's chest, and his throat kept whining. The barking of the six puppies less than a year old is not as rough as that of adult dogs, and there is still some milky taste.

Along with a few cats and dogs came Li Ji and a whole bunch of children from the boy boy camp.

This time, the fire girl didn't stick to Lao Luo's side and chatter as before, but just stood not far away and stared at Lao Luo with a smile in her eyes, not that the fire girl suddenly became a lady, but that Lao Luo was surrounded by the children of the boy boy camp who were swarming up, and the bloody air on her body couldn't stop the enthusiasm of these children.

"Third uncle, I heard that you won a battle in the south, and you weren't injured, right?" This is the gentle and decisive Luo Jiachen.

"Third uncle, third uncle, how many bad guys have you killed?" This is followed by the little girl Luo Jia dance who does not admit defeat.

"Third uncle, you seem to have brought a lot of ...... again" This is Luo Jiazi, a boy who is careful but doesn't like words.

“……”

"Third uncle, third uncle, I want to hug!" Well, this is the youngest little girl, and she is the clever ghost who likes to follow the trend and join in the fun.

Lao Luo's head suddenly became two big, and he felt that dealing with these imps was more tiring than cutting off the heads of hundreds of Turks.

Li Ji, who was standing on the side, had a warm smile on her face.

Put the reluctant Hua Biao out of his arms, and hold the sticky little girl in his arms, Lao Luo soothed a few words to the children who took the lead, although some heads are big, but the heart is hot, these little guys are surnamed Luo! Although he is not married, he has so many children who have inherited his surname, where can such a situation be in the future generations? Where can it be done?

These children may be his fetters to some extent, but how can they not be the sustenance of his soul? This sentence is only six simple words, but it is not simple to do these six words, how can it be called peace without a connection to the root?

I hadn't drunk before, but I couldn't help but feel a little drunk.

Then came to greet Cheng Shouru of the garrison camp, with a few captains, as well as Li Ne, Li Zhan, Li Xuan, Zhang Shen, Zhang Lu, Dunne, Dou Mill and a large team of people in Wuyang. Even Li Tan, an old man who rarely showed his head, came out with a few of his old buddies to greet him - this was the etiquette of the Li Tang Dynasty, when the general returned from an expedition, even the emperor had to go out to greet him, not like the soldiers who worked the front line after the Song Dynasty, and at the same time they had to accept the scrutiny and criticism of the literati.

In addition to these people, the inside of the main defense in the distance was full of people standing and watching, among which there were many families of the cavalry academy there, and of course, there were no less than the 3,000 Central Asian women who were destined to become the daughters-in-law of the Han people

It's not that Lao Luo has to wait for someone to come out to welcome him before returning to the main camp, but the open space outside the main camp is still full of all kinds of traps, even if Lao Luo cheats with his mental power, he can't find a suitable passage that can accommodate thousands of people and more than 10,000 war horses for a while.

You must know that Lao Luo returned with a big victory and won with one as ten! So the atmosphere was very warm, even Zhang Shen, who likes to pick his nose and eyes, also restrained his attitude, as for the old man Li Tan, he smiled a little toothless and eyeless - he is too old, and he doesn't have many good teeth......

After greeting and soothing words, the sun had begun to set in the west, and Lao Luo sent out to welcome the people to retreat, and he had to make some arrangements for the handover of various things, at least for the time being, no one could replace him. He is not a marshal of soldiers and horses, and he can have a large number of professional talents to follow behind to take care of chores, not to mention that even professionals in this era may not be able to enter Lao Luo's vision.

"Where's Haydn?" Lao Luo asked about Snow beside him, and the excitement on the big guy's face still hadn't faded.

"General, he should be over there!" Snow Anderson gestured to the wounded at the back of the group.

"Then leave him alone, the wounded soldiers will be handed over to him anyway." Lao Luo sighed in his heart, a worry-free person like Haydn really doesn't need to mention it, and he can find the most important thing to do.

"General, you don't seem to have seen much gain?" Snow's head dangled and searched for seizures that he didn't know where.

"Stupid! Arrange all the horses first! Nearly 20,000 war horses are not enough for you? Lao Luo was also a little excited, and his words were not as dull and serious as usual.

"General, do you know what I'm talking about......" The big guy grabbed the short braid on his head with his hand, and his hair was also stretched, but he couldn't learn the hairpin of the Han people, but he didn't know where he came up with the idea, and the beard on his face was the same as a short and thick braided braided at the back of his head, which looked very standard.

Lao Luo is a little embarrassed, this shape is really a bit of a mercenary in later generations, as for what he asked, it is nothing more than gold and silver treasures, this guy is a pirate, "Understood, arrange the war horse first, and go back to show you the harvest this time, I guarantee that you are dazzled!" ”

"Hey, hey!" The pinnacle-inspiring Stan smirked twice and turned back to get busy.

"Come, Du Lao, Dou Lao, Brother Xuan, let me introduce you......" Lao Luo pulled Du Ne, Dou Miao, and Li Xuan towards the people of Harry's camp, who were at a loss for what to do on the side of the horses, "These are slaves rescued from Herat, most of them are Han Chinese, and some Westerners from the Byzantine side. ”

"There are so many people? San Lang, your harvest this time is really not small! Doune lamented that in these days, population is wealth, regardless of race.

"It's just that there are fewer women...... "The stubborn old man Dou Mill likes more women and can be rationed to the young people in the team.

"It's okay, Dou Lao, with San Lang here, why don't you have to worry about finding a woman?" Li Xuan accosted beside him, but there was an indescribable ridicule in his relaxed tone.

Of course, Lao Luo understands this ease.

For a long time, the Turks have been like a mountain pressing on all the descendants of the Tang people, but some people have held on, and some have been bent, such as the Pei Wei family. Now that the arrogant Turkmen Ghaznavids have had their feet cut off, at least they can no longer be an obstacle in this journey back to the east, how can the relaxed people not be happy?

It's rare for people to say something, and Lao Luo has nothing to care about, even if Li Xuan rarely makes a joke about himself like a robber.

Arrange for the civil affairs person in charge of the main camp and Yan Songming, Guan Hexi, and Tian Bao to know these trivial matters without mentioning them, the Harry battalion will no longer exist, but will be dismantled, and some of those who know how to cavalry will be selected to integrate into the cavalry school, and their family battalions will be arranged with the family camps, and those who do not want to participate in the battle will be mixed into the civilian ranks, which will be coordinated and arranged by Du Ne and Li Xuan, and more than 30 special orphans will continue to be arranged into the boy boy camp.

In short, Lao Luo does not allow any regional discrimination and small groups in this team, although this is difficult to achieve. But everything has to be done by people, doesn't it?

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The night is a rare celebratory scene, people who have unloaded their psychological burdens sing and laugh around the bonfire, if it is not for the lack of so much wine, if it is not for the feeling that it is not the time to drink, Lao Luo is also eager to get drunk, especially in the face of Li Ji, whose face is as ruddy as the firelight......

When the people began to get tired and the campfire grew cold, Helton and Mnachi teamed up to find Lao Luo......