The sun was shining, the barracks tents had been torn down, and half a million sergeants were sorting out their belongings, and the number of ironhorn oxen pulling carts was terrifying.

Li Qingshan stood on the grass outside the cultivation room and smiled at him warmly: "The old man won't go to the imperial city to join in the fun, this time let you lead the team." ”

Han Ming knew Li Qingshan's important responsibility to guard Xizhou, and he admired this calm and mountain-like war king even more, he arched his hand without shirking, and strode towards the well-prepared army.

The 500,000 army had already been prepared, and Han Ming walked towards the first war horse of the army, attracting countless eyes for a while, and the noisy sound suddenly quieted down.

Han Ming won the respect of all brigades with his amazing combat strength, so when Li Qingshan proposed to let Han Ming lead the team, almost all the war heroes agreed, except for a few war heroes of Proud Lion, of course, their opinions were directly ignored by Li Qingshan.

"Raise the flag and go!" Han Ming stepped onto the first black horse, waved his big hand, and his words were like thunder.

"Raise the flag!" shouted the little soldier commander.

The 500,000-strong army immediately raised the flags of the various brigades and regiments, and from a distance, the flags were as dense as the trees, and the banners were hunting in the wind.

"Let's go!"

The 500,000-strong army went all the way to Xingyue City in the Zhonghuang District of the Zhongxuan Domain of Dongzhou, which belongs to a relatively special national domain, which is located in the center of the four continents of the east, west, north and south, just like the heart of the Xingyue United Republic.

From the coast of Xizhou to the Zhongxuan Domain, to cross all the way, the victorious division on the way is naturally incomparably conspicuous, the colorful flags fluttering, every time you pass a city, it must be ten thousand empty alleys, cheering and greeting on both sides of the avenue, throwing colorful flowers, handing water and offering meat, and the various newspaper stations follow and chase.

It's just that the people are a little resistant to Han Ming, who is riding a high horse and walking in the first position, and they whispered for a while.

"Huh, why is this hypocrite riding at the front?"

"Hmph, a true warrior didn't get the honor he deserved, how dare such a person be at the forefront?!"

"Everything hasn't been investigated yet, and now it can't be said that Han Zhanxiong is a record created by intrigue and trickery. ”

People quietly glanced at Han Ming, with cold eyes and more indifference.

Syllable!

Finally, someone in the Black Evil Brigade couldn't hold it back, kicked over a young man who was fanning the flames, stared at a pair of tiger eyes, and roared with murderous intent: "You dare to insult my brigade commander again, believe it or not, I will let you roll your head to the ground!!"

The young man lay on the ground, pale with fear, and did not dare to say another word, and this scene happened to be photographed, and the next day a newspaper headline read:

Han Ming instigated his subordinates to beat up and greet the people, is such a person really a hero?

Whoever is in the first place on horseback, do you really have a good conscience?

Why can hypocrites enjoy glory, while true warriors are buried underground?

We don't need hypocritical heroes!!

The people were instigated by the unscrupulous newspapers, and when the army finally reached a city again, the people instigated by the arrogant lion threw a vegetable leaf at Han Ming, who was riding on a big horse.

Han Ming neither stopped it with his vitality, nor did he warn the people, he attacked the civilians with the posture of a warrior, which was not the work of a real strong man.

"This thing is weak-hearted, get down!"

"Get down, a hypocrite like you is not worthy of a leader!"

"Get out of here!"

Someone fanned the flames, and in an instant, the people of the whole city regarded Han Ming as a heinous villain, and they angrily threw the vegetable leaves and eggs in their hands, and the target was Han Ming.

The black man gritted his teeth, and drew his sword.

"Calm down for Lao Tzu!" Han Ming grimaced, following the hopes of the people, he came down from the first horse and drank the angry Black Evil Brigade sergeant, he still didn't know why the people hated him so much now.

Many of the sergeants of the Black Evil Brigade had to grit their teeth, eager to hack the rebellious people to death, they did not instigate the murderous Sea Clan on the battlefield, and a bunch of foolish people with dung in their brains were just like cabbage under a knife.

"Brigade commander, why are they scolding you? If it weren't for you, the last battle would have been lost!"

"There must be villains who are making trouble, let Lao Tzu know that they must be slaughtered!"

At this time, Bao'er poked her head out of the luxury carriage she was in, her eyes smiled like a crescent moon and beckoned to Han Ming, signaling for Han Ming to get on the car, but Han Ming hadn't moved yet, Xiao Liang'er also poked her head out of the window and waved at Han Ming, the two girls were squeezing me and I squeezing you in the window, noisy.

Han Ming felt that it was better not to appear in front of the public, so he got into Bao'er's carriage.

There is a lot of space in the carriage, and there is even a special sleeping place in the back, where Bao'er and Xiao Liang'er throw pillows at each other on the bed, making a mess.

Seeing Han Ming coming up, Xiao Liang'er took the lead in greeting him, wiped the egg liquid on Han Ming's military uniform distressedly, and asked suspiciously: "Brother Han Ming, why did they treat you like this?"

Bao'er took out a newspaper like a treasure, "I know. ”

Han Ming took the newspaper in Bao'er's hand and glanced at it, his face turned blue in an instant, and his eyes were full of anger.

How to write the news on this newspaper, naturally needless to say, the hateful thing is that the editor said that Han Ming and Heisha were national rebellions, and said that the 80,000 soldiers who died in Baijing City were unfavorable for defending the city, and half of them surrendered and were killed by the Sea Clan.

It doesn't matter how it orchestrates Han Ming, but it slanders the warriors who died heroically, and such people deserve to die!!

Han Ming's trace of killing intent made Bao'er and Xiao Liang'er's faces change instantly, Han Ming came down from the front line, and he didn't know how many people's lives were stained in his hands, and when he was angry, the terrifying momentum of the Blood Sea Corpse Mountain made people's feet weak.

"It's okay...... It's okay, Brother Han Ming!" Xiao Liang'er looked at Han Ming worriedly, and there was a trace of instinctive fear in her eyes.

Han Ming hurriedly gathered his momentum back into his body, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it seems that this time you have to kill again when you enter the imperial city!"

"Brother Han Ming, I think there are indeed my blood relatives in the sea, I can feel it. "Xiao Liang'er has been haunted by the sea since she saw the sea in Xizhou, and she feels that there is a mysterious call in the sea, and there is a voice in her blood that tells her to return to the sea.

Han Ming nodded, stretched out his big hand and patted Xiao Liang'er's head, "Don't worry, when I finish the land affairs, I will take you into the sea to find blood relatives." ”

Xiao Liang'er nodded happily, "Okay, I'm going home." ”

Han Ming smiled with relief, but his eyes looked in the direction of Xingyue City in the Middle Yellow District of the Middle Xuan Domain, and the cold light in his eyes flickered, suppressing the anger in his heart.

The glory of the soldiers and the blood of the brothers, this is something that no one can insult, no matter what kind of bull, ghost, snake and god, if he violates the bottom limit of Han Ming, he will inevitably be violently killed!

These newspapers must not have the courage to arrange for him as a Blood Sword Brigade Commander, and there must be someone behind them to instruct them.

From Xizhou to the Zhonghuang District of the Zhongxuan Domain, it took a total of half a month, and this is still the speed of the army's march, and 500,000 troops are stationed outside Xingyue City, waiting for the call to enter the city to be rewarded.

Although the battle situation in Xizhou is tragic, but this is a big victory, the entire Xingyue City is lit up like a New Year, and the people in the city are even more excited, they have already prepared flowers and wine to reward the sergeants, and those restaurant prostitutes and courtyards have begun to prepare, after all, the army of the great victory needs to relax.

The most prominent figures in the country were also summoned by the royal family to participate in this festival-like feast for the three armies.

Many of the 500,000 troops were recruits who participated in the war and survived, and they had not yet been to the imperial city.

"Hahaha, it is said that the women in the capital are well maintained, the water is more and the skin is tender and smooth, I have wanted to come for a long time!"

"What's more, everything in the capital is good, I heard that even the streets are made of Dali white stone, and there are countless rich ladies, if you are favored by others, you don't have to worry about it in this life, hahaha!"

"We are the victorious army, and when we enter the city tomorrow, we naturally need to pay attention to our appearance and show our majesty. ”

"It's the first time I'm going to enter the capital, and I can't sleep with excitement!"

Just when the armies were discussing tomorrow's grand occasion, the sergeants of the Black Evil Brigade were completely different, along the way, they listened to all kinds of rumors about pouring sewage on Han Ming and Black Evil, they were bleeding and sweating on the front line, and there were people behind them who arranged them at will, and everyone in the Black Evil was on fire.

"Brother Han Ming, can I follow you tomorrow?" Xiao Liang'er shook Han Ming's arm, not understanding why Han Ming didn't sleep late at night, looking at the imperial city silently.

Han Ming rubbed Xiao Liang'er's head, and said in harmony: "Aren't you afraid that others will take you away and stew dragon meat to eat?"

Xiao Liang'er shook her head, her eyes were as clear as starlight, and she shook her head firmly, "With Brother Han Ming, I'm not afraid!"

"Hey, the girl is not staying!" The old dog smoking dry tobacco in the distance shook his head helplessly, and his voice made Xiao Liang'er hear it clearly.

"Grandpa!" Xiao Liang'er stomped her feet slightly, and there was a hint of a girlish shy flush on her face, but fortunately it was not obvious at night, and she glanced at Han Ming with watery eyes.

Han Mingzheng stared at the imperial city, his hands clenched into fists.

Public opinion is terrible, and the person behind the manipulation of a mythical character is really hateful, and he must be given a deep scar forever!

When the sky was still white, the 500,000 army was ready to go, and when the sun rose in the east and the morning light was faint, the gate of the imperial city slowly opened.

Soldiers clad in ornate armor crept out in two formations, ready to meet the victorious division.

Han Ming didn't lead the team anymore, but the bald Zhanxiong who was the rival of the Tiger replaced Han Ming, he was not a person who fought for power and profit, Han Ming had a good impression of him, so he entrusted the bald Zhanxiong.

The bald warrior was very excited, after all, leading the army into the city, this kind of glory is what every soldier dreams of.

500,000 troops marched into the imperial city, and the leaders of the businessmen and politicians in the country also arrived as promised, and the ribbons flew on the main road of the imperial city, and hundreds of people cheered.

Every sergeant who returned victoriously felt the glory of being a soldier, and they held their heads up with confidence on their faces.

Indeed, there are many beautiful and rich ladies who do stand on their own buildings and look curiously at the young talents in the army, which makes the blood of 500,000 sergeants boil.