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"The champion is here!"

The officers and soldiers of the Yulin Army, who were located at the forefront of the official road, reported loudly to Liu Che and other civil and military officials behind him as soon as they discovered Huo Quai's army.

Hearing that Huo Quai's army had returned, the smile on the corner of Liu Che's mouth became even stronger, he straightened his back, raised his head, raised his right hand slightly, and waved it lightly into the air.

"Your Majesty has a will, play music!" The shrill voice of Xiao Shunzi's father-in-law pierced the sky.

At the same moment, bursts of pleasant music came out from the instruments in the hands of hundreds of musicians, and the soldiers of the Yulin Army who welcomed them at the front of the official road also straightened their backs for the first time, and the palace maid reached out and held the petals in the basket, just waiting for Huo Qubing and other soldiers to scatter the petals in their hands to them as soon as they appeared, welcoming the return of the hero.

The people even stretched their necks to look at the official road in front, especially Sun Ming's parents, two old people dressed very ordinarily, trying their best to stand on their feet in the crowd and look at the figure of the army.

The same is true of Li Hongbin, who was beside Liu Che, looking at the official road in front of him with great concern, his big wrinkled hand clenched tightly.

The smile on Liu Che's face became thicker and thicker, and his eyes were unprecedentedly expectant.

Go sick, you're finally back.

My champion, Hou, you didn't want to disappoint me after all.

.......

Right now, all the civil and military officials and the common people are looking forward to Huo Qubing leading the triumphant division and showing off their military might on the official road, and they are ready to shout.

Soon, they came, and the first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a Chinese character battle flag and a flag bearer standing on a war horse.

"Hero, our hero is back!" The cheers of the people rang out one after another.

"The triumphant division of my Han has returned to ......."

The first time they saw the battle flag, the people were all stunned, and the call in their mouths was also interrupted.

Because the Chinese character battle flag fluttering slowly in the wind was actually broken, and the black Chinese character in the center was burned out of an ugly big hole by the fire!

The left eye of the Han army bearer was wrapped in a thick white cloth, the helmet had disappeared, and a few strands of filament on the side of the bun were floating in the air in an extremely messy manner, and the whole person was like a puppet that had lost his soul, sitting on the war horse in a daze, letting the war horse carry him forward.

Liu Che and other civil and military officials frowned worriedly, the situation seemed to be a little wrong.

At this time, more and more Han soldiers appeared on the official road in front of them, and the impassioned triumphal sound played by hundreds of musicians had reached the most.

At the moment when the music reached its peak, the people began to cheer again, and countless petals were sprinkled into the air from the palace maid's white jade-like little hands, sprinkled on the ...... The group of scarred and numb men rode on their bodies.

The broken battle flags, the bloodstained armor, and the wounds that could be bandaged, one after another followed Huo Quai's expedition to Hexi, the big Han Xiaoqi appeared in the field of vision of Liu Che and others.

Some rode horses, some led them, but the vast majority walked in the queue on foot, holding their wounded companions in pairs, and staggering forward.

The welcoming people, the enthusiastic and fierce music, and the petals flying in the sky.

But the big man rode back to them only with silence, a deathly silence.

The Han army rode back to Chang'an alive, and everyone's body was wrapped in a thick white cloth on their faces, and many people still had blood stains on their armor, and there were still shallow marks cut by the Huns' scimitars.

Looking at the lively scene in front of him, and the people and soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army who looked at him with respect, the big man rode without any expression, his expression was down, there was no joy at all, and no one could even raise his head.

The soldiers of the Han army who came back alive sat indifferently on the back of the war horse one by one, or supported their wounded companions, stepped on the petals flying all over the sky, listened to the cheers in their ears, and walked forward with heavy steps.

There are jars of black jars hanging on horseback, no one knows which jars are used for, the people nearby only see that the jars have a person's name written in blood, and the name on each jar is different, and as more and more Han soldiers appear, those black jars are also more and more.......

The people who walked in the front were lightly wounded, and soon, a seriously wounded Han soldier who was carried on a stretcher appeared, some of them were lying on the stretcher without legs, some were still unconscious, and some were ...... Already dead.......

........

With numb faces and lifeless pupils, all the Han army horsemen who appeared in front of the people and Liu Che were like this, as if they were not a triumphant army at all, but a group of people who had just returned from hell.

Hell, yes, how can it not be hell.

Long queues, more and more wounded soldiers.

No matter how lively the scene around them was, no matter how excited the onlookers shouted, none of the Han soldiers raised their heads in response.

Flower petals fluttered in the sky and sprinkled on the face of a seriously wounded Han soldier who was being carried on a stretcher.

The wounded man's jaw was wrapped in a thick white cloth, which had long been stained dark red by blood, and on closer inspection, the entire jaw and lower lip of the Han soldier had been cut off by the Huns with a scimitar......

And half of his right leg is missing.

The fragrant petals fell from the sky on his closed eyes, and he struggled to open his eyes, stretched out his bloodstained right hand with great difficulty, and gently twisted the petals that fell on his eyes.

Looking at the petals and listening to the cheers of the people around him, the eyes of the wounded Han soldier softened.

Finally...... It's back.

But immediately after, his pupils ........ Enlarged, twisted flower's right hand fell weakly from mid-air.

The two Han soldiers carrying him clearly felt the shock when his right hand fell, and in fact, more than 200 seriously wounded people had died on the way back to their hometowns along the way.

They had felt this familiar vibration more than once.

But they didn't react, and continued to walk forward with the corpse, perhaps, they were numb.

This scene was seen by the palace maids of the people nearby and the soldiers of the Yulin Army.

The soldiers of the Yulin Army bowed their heads.

The nearby palace maids also stopped swaying the petals.

The cheers of the people fell silent.

I don't know when, as a famous man who was seriously injured and looked depressed appeared on the official road, the palace maids on both sides of the road stopped waving flower petals, and the people also stopped cheering.

Everyone looked at the Han soldiers who had just won a major victory in front of them in a daze, and were silent.

Emotions are sometimes contagious.

But the melodious music has not stopped, but the joyful music has formed a strong contrast with the Han soldiers in front of them, who are scarred and indifferent, supporting their injured companions to bow their heads and move forward.

You think they are glorious and triumphant divisions.

But have you ever thought about what they have been through, have you ever felt what they felt in their hearts?

Is this so-called mecca welcome really something they want?

Are they happy?

Can they laugh.......

........

The smile on Liu Che's face disappeared as soon as he saw these soldiers returning triumphantly.

He thought that Huo Qubing might suffer heavy losses in this battle, but he never thought that this battle would actually make these Han soldiers look like this!

What they have experienced can be described as Shura Hell, and it is not an exaggeration to be afraid.

And Dongfang Shuo and Dong Zhongshu Weiqing behind him couldn't help but talk in a whisper.

Looking at the soldiers of the Han Army who were walking towards him step by step, Dongfang Shuo pinched his goatee, sighed and said: "It seems that the champion Hou of this battle is not easy, have you noticed that the handsome flag given to the champion Hou by His Majesty before leaving is not in tatters, but the flag bearer of the military Sima level is also gone, I think he was either killed in battle, or he was seriously injured and lying on a stretcher." ”

Dong Zhongshu couldn't bear to shake his head, "Dongfang Shuo, what did Champion Hou's battle report say, how many men and horses did he lose in the first battle of Gaolan Mountain." ”

Before Dongfang Shuo could speak, Wei Qing took the first step, and said with a heavy face: "In my opinion, the loss is no less than seven thousand." ”

Dongfang Shuo nodded, "Champion Hou also wrote so........" After speaking, Dongfang Shuo looked up at the sky, his eyes were solemn, and he exhaled heavily, "10,000 troops went out, and there were less than 3,000 returning to the division, this is the result of the battle in exchange for blood, and this is the situation opened up with life." ”

After speaking, Dongfang Shuo whispered worriedly, "I don't know what happened to Champion Hou?" ”

As soon as Dongfang Shuo's words came out, Wei Qing raised his head suddenly, looking at the scarred men in front of him, none of whom were not unscathed, and Wei Qing's heart suddenly became a ball.

Go to the ....... It's going to be okay, right?

Fortunately, at this time, Huo Quzhi, who was leading himself to chase the wind and walking in the queue silently, appeared in Wei Qing's eyes.

Looking at Huo Quai, who was "safe and sound", Wei Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded with relief, he was not dead, he was still alive, and he didn't seem to have multiple injuries on his body, but his expression was relatively low, good, good, it's good if he didn't die, it's good if he doesn't die.

But.......

Looking at Huo Quai, who was leading the war horse in the distance and silently walking in the ranks of the Han army, Wei Qing suddenly frowned.

Looking down? It seems that something is not quite right, the expression on the sick face, why do you look at it....... How....... Like a dead man!

.......

An ordinary Han army armor was draped on Huo Quai's body, blocking the scars on his body.

Holding the wind chasing BMW, Huo Qubing walked in the ranks of the Han army on foot, similar to the soldiers beside him, Huo Qubing never raised his head.

Behind him was Qian Mingguang, who was holding the two ashes altars and bowing his head at the same time, without saying a word, walking step by step like a puppet.

At this time, on both sides of the official road, among the crowds of people who welcomed the return of the army, two old men suddenly crossed the soldiers of the Yulin Army and broke into the queue of the army.

They didn't want to come in, but they never saw their son, and the two old men had a lot of other things they wanted to say to their son's boss, so they rushed in regardless of it.

Running to a Han soldier who had lost his right eye, the two old men identified themselves and said their intentions at the same time.

When the Han soldier heard whose parents the two old men in front of him were, he froze......

Looking at the expectant gaze of the old couple, he lowered his head and stretched out his hand tremblingly to point to Huo Quai's location.

"Where is General Huo, if the uncle and aunt have anything to say, you can go to him."

The two old men immediately thanked the Han army soldier, and then the old lady supported the old man with bad legs and feet, with a smile on his face, and staggered towards Huo Quai.

Finally, they came to Huo Quai, who was holding the wind chasing BMW, but the armor was very clean.

In fact, Huo Quzhi had already seen their arrival, but he didn't stop, still holding the wind chasing BMW, walking forward step by step.

When he came to Huo Quai's side, the old man's face was full of smiles, and he chased Huo Quzhi as he walked, and thanked Huo Quzhi very respectfully.

"General Huo, my son is bothering you to take care of it, Ao, I am Sun Ming's father, you may not know him, he is an ordinary tun commander under your command, and he was just transferred to your command two years ago."

The old man continued with some embarrassment: "General, Sun Ming's kid has been very stupid since he was a child, if he does something wrong, you must not be angry with him." ”

As he spoke, the old man cautiously looked at the soldiers behind him, and after turning his head, the wrinkled old face showed a flattering smile.

"General Huo, my son is not here now, so I have something to tell you, you also know, Sun Ming's child is twenty-six years old this year, but he hasn't married yet, you said that this makes us parents how can we stand it, you see, this time the army returned victorious, and the class teacher returned to the dynasty, can you give Sun Ming a few more days off, let him hurry up and get married, or leave an incense for our Sun family, I am dissatisfied with you saying that I have found a good girl for him."

Speaking of this, the old man touched his head honestly, and said with a smile: "That kid is too stubborn, we can't move him, in the past he always said what to wait and wait, this kid, I don't understand the hard work of our parents, you said that my mother and I have a few years to wait." ”

The old man took a deep breath, "General, his mother and I don't want anything else now, I just want my son to give us a grandson as soon as possible, you said that he is a soldier after all, what if he accidentally dies on the battlefield one day?" Then isn't my Sun family about to die? ”

At this time, the old man suddenly looked at the Han soldiers around him, and couldn't help asking: "By the way, general, what about Sun Ming, why didn't I see him, did he fall behind the team?" ”

Huo Quzhi still led the war horse, walking step by step, his eyes looking ahead, and letting Sun Ming's old father say in his ear, but he couldn't even see half a minute of anger in those eyes, and even the pace was like a robot with a strip, and there was no expression on his face.

At this moment, Huo Quzhi seems to have become a soulless person.

He is the commander of an army of ten thousand, and he is the general of those ten thousand soldiers.

Originally...... That's what it's like to be a general.

It turned out that I not only had to lead the army to fight, but also had to face the relatives of those who died.

Faced with Sun Ming's father's question, Huo Quzhi did not answer, his round eyes did not move, and there was no expression on his face, only his legs were still moving mechanically, walking step by step.

Maybe Huo Quzhi's face was not expressionless....... It's the expression on his face, which is probably no different from that of a dead man.