He didn't dare to delay for a moment, and after packing all the things he needed to bring that night, he set out on the journey the next day.

Qing Yunwu's heart is still a little reluctant, and the reunion that she finally got is now going to such a far place.

There is no way, who made him Han Moyuan?

"Wu'er, be obedient, I'll be back in a while." Han Moyuan tried his best to comfort her.

It's not that he doesn't know how difficult the road ahead is, it's just...

"Then I'll wait for you to come back." Qing Yunwu kissed it.

Han Moyuan smoothed her hair and turned to get on the horse.

The capital is still a few days and nights away from the northwest, and the road is far away, so they should set off as soon as possible.

The road was bumpy, and the road to the northwest became more bumpy, and the soldiers were a little unbearable.

Now it's dog days again, the hot soldiers can't stand it, and the horses are a little tired.

Halfway through, Han Moyuan looked at them and said Let's take a break in the middle, anyway, we can't travel a thousand miles in a day.

The yellow sand in the sky was crowded, and the sound of horses' hooves changed the faces of the soldiers.

They are all people who have gone on expeditions with the army, and they are probably used to this kind of operation.

The closer to the northwest, the more the people's lives become, and Han Moyuan felt a little distressed when he looked at it.

The land is barren, the northwest is deep inland, precipitation is scarce, the land is cracked, and people do not have enough water to drink.

Even eating has become a problem, and people are yellow and thin, and there is no blood on their faces, which makes people feel very distressed.

A newborn child is just snuggled in the arms of his parents, a small person, the thinnest place of Han Moyuan, can top him two or three,

I really hope that the war will end soon, so that people will not have to be displaced.

At the very least, there is a stable life.

After arriving at the frontier, everyone rested for one night, Han Moyuan went to the commander to learn about the military situation, and the enemy was almost exhausted.

"How's it going?" Han Moyuan looked at the map and said to the coach.

"Now that the enemy has been almost exhausted, as long as we combine the right time, place and people, we will definitely be able to defeat them."

On the second day, they changed into neat military uniforms, and then Han Moyuan calmly instructed them to cheer up the soldiers.

"You are all great heroes of the country, after this war is won, I will let the emperor reward you well!" Han Moyuan said.

After all, on the battlefield, it is a matter of life and death, and everyone will definitely be a little nervous.

Han Moyuan's mind kept playing Qing Yunwu repeatedly, and he knew that as long as he could win this battle, he could go back to stay with Qing Yunwu.

He had been looking forward to that day.

On the battlefield, blood was splashed, and everyone showed 120,000 points of spirit and wanted to return triumphantly.

The heroic fighting of the soldiers did scare the enemy back a lot, and many of them were also scarred.

Han Moyuan himself is no exception.

After the commander conveyed his military situation to Han Moyuan, Han Moyuan asked them to retreat.

Han Moyuan gently reached out to open the wounds on his body wrapped in gauze, and his arms were all stabbed, and the gauze was all soaked in blood.

After all these years of battlefield, these small injuries did not seem to him to be nothing, and he carefully treated the wounds himself.

Today is not over, tomorrow it seems that it will be another bloody battle.