"General Gu, do we still want to take these dead brothers?" The new soldiers had never seen such a miserable situation, and the snow here was almost twice as heavy as the crane's song!

The wind blew on his face, cold and painful, like a knife.

"If you can take it, you should take it away!"

"Yes!"

Liu Sheng's situation is not optimistic, the cold air has almost entered his internal organs, if he doesn't return to Heming earlier, this life is afraid that it will be in suspense.

She could probably understand this sentiment—the brothers who had been born and died with her had suddenly died, and she must have thought of going with them.

Gu Juexi couldn't quite understand this kind of behavior, but he couldn't say anything.

There is no such thing as empathy.

At night, the snow finally stopped, and the wind was still blowing, but not as fierce as before.

Four thousand elite soldiers, with almost all the crippled soldiers, drove the exhausted war horses, and finally returned to Heming.

No one knows how they managed to get back in the dark of night.

It's just that all the men, women, and children in the city, wrapped in cotton clothes, lined up in a queue of dozens of miles at the gate of the city, crying silently.

Most of the dead men are still freezing in the lake, and those who survived are afraid that the future will not be easy.

Why did you suffer this catastrophe!

"Send the soldiers to the camp! Intensive treatment! Gu Juexi waved his hand, and the anxiously waiting crowd dispersed.

The imperial hospital sent someone to treat him, and the old man with fluttering hair stood at the front with a solemn face.

"If there are not enough people, there will not be enough medicine...... Those who know some pharmacology come to the camp when they are tired, and it is important to save people! Gu Juexi said, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he dismounted and bowed.

Bai Cunqing was stunned......

This, which one is this? There has never been a reason to ask outsiders for help, aren't you afraid that the lord of the country will blame?

"Absolutely, so...... Wouldn't it be too ......"

"Without further ado, you come over too! The situation of those people is too serious! Gu Juexi stretched out his hand and picked up Bai Cunqing, walking like a fly.

Wow –

The crowd erupted in amazement.

Lingyuan minister, it's terrible.

With the help of the people of Heming, the rescue ended at dawn, and many people survived.

There are also people who will never see the sky again.

After Lingyuan's ministers finished saving people, they never went to the Dongxue Palace to restore their lives.

Because of the many dead and wounded, the people of Heming could not get out of mourning for a long time.

Many shops have closed, there are fewer people on the streets, and the city, which is already less crowded, is now more and more deserted.

"Absolutely, this has nothing to do with you, if you don't return to your life, you will tell the truth, and Your Majesty will also blame you - now you have merit, and you will be rewarded for your merit, since ancient times." Bai Cunqing looked at the girl who was a lot thinner, and didn't know how to solve it.

He also lost many of his brothers and ...... The people who drank with them couldn't be found.

An Han didn't know that human life was not a child's play, he just felt that everything should be taken for granted, if he wanted to be the emperor, he could even do it to his father and brother, and if he wanted to invade other countries, he had to go out to fight for his life...... I'm so sick of that. ”

It's not that Gu Juexi doesn't want to be rewarded, it's just that when he thinks of An Han's face, he feels disgusted.

"The lords of the world are like this, there are few who love the people like sons, if you are not convinced, there is no way, rest assured." Bai Cunqing persuaded, but also felt uncomfortable.

In the end, it was the brothers around him who died......

"Well, I'll go."

An Han issued an edict urging her to return to her life for several days, probably just to appease the people's anger.

In the final analysis, the people of Heming are just the playthings of the new emperor, coaxing when they are useful, and giving up when they are useless.