Half a month later, the 400,000 Yingzhou Army, under the leadership of Xiao Yun and others, finally crossed the original border line of the motherland.

What they saw in front of them were the familiar mountains and rivers and the hundreds of thousands of people waiting in front of them, and at this moment these heroic men who fought bloodily finally realized the glory of returning triumphantly.

The men, women, and children who greeted them were all shouting and excited, because they could finally witness the end of thousands of years of frequent wars on the border between the two countries, and the people of the border with the deepest poison could finally start their beautiful life in peace.

Wine, food, flowers, hugs, these diligent people dedicate their best things to the warriors who defended their homeland and fought bravely to kill the enemy, but also to the heroes who have guarded the frontier for generations.

"Long live Yingzhou Kingdom! Long live the general! Long live the warriors of Yingzhou!"

The shouts were deafening, and they were either excited or pathetic, turning their excitement into a throat-tearing cry, lingering in the sky for a long time.

With tears streaming down their cheeks and soaking their clothes, these war-torn border civilians can finally let go of their fear of dying at any moment and usher in a time of peace and tranquility.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Xiao is here to represent my 400,000 soldiers, thank you for your welcome. Emperor Yan Shuang of the Silver Moon has been captured by us, and he will be handed over to His Majesty in the near future, and from now on there will be no more war on the border, and you can live in peace, and you will no longer have to be threatened by the enemy!" Xiao Yun unleashed his spiritual power and shouted out the exciting news.

"Damn it! Long live the general!" The people shouted in unison, and at the same time, it deeply hurt Yan Shuang's heart, after all, the civilians of Yingzhou were so resentful of him, and he really couldn't imagine what was waiting for him after that.

The triumphant return of the Yingzhou army was not slowed down by the enthusiasm of the border people, and they continued to march in the direction of the imperial capital. And every time they pass through a city, such a thing will happen once, which also makes the pride of the soldiers of Yingzhou more and more high.

After another ten days, Xiao Yun finally saw the imperial capital of Yingzhou Kingdom in the distance.

"Report! The great general Xiao Yun has led the triumphant army back to the dynasty, and according to our imperial capital, it is only more than 100 miles. ”

"Okay, all Aiqing, follow me out of the city to greet you, Minister of Ceremonies, prepare the relevant matters, we can't let the soldiers chill!" Emperor Mu Xin gave an order, and the entire court and even the entire imperial capital were boiling.

"Boom, boom!" As Xiao Yun's army gradually approached the imperial capital, the salute gunners that the minister of ceremonies had already arranged lit the fuse, and three deafening cannon sounds exploded in the air.

"Playing music!" The minister of ceremonies shouted loudly, and suddenly the court musicians who had already been lined up played the long-handed Yingzhou military song "Weeping Blood" in unison.

The calm horn shook people's hearts, and the tragic music resounded in the sky, this military song sung from generation to generation is the heroic predecessors who once had been shrouded in blood and horse leather on the battlefield, composed with blood and life, the song has excitement, sadness, the oath that the enemy will not be destroyed, and the message of the relatives when they part.

The music shook the sky, and at the same time, it also reached the ears of the 400,000 soldiers of the Yingzhou army.

I don't know who it was, the first one to sing, which also led the entire army to sing loudly at the same time, at this moment the two sides gathered ten miles away, one played music and one chanted, and the same tragic voice was intertwined in the sky above, and it was also intertwined in the hearts of millions of soldiers and civilians in Yingzhou on both sides.

"A strong man repays the country, and life and death are in vain.

The head of the cangs sent the army, and he was sad.

Revitalize my Yingzhouxi, bloody battlefield.

Swear to destroy the enemy, and it doesn't matter if you die.

Thousands of miles of fertile wilderness, riding horses.

Behead the enemy, blood splatters on the chest.

Protect my mother country, ten thousand years.

Do not break the vicissitudes of life, and never return to Xinjiang. ”

The mournful military song resounded in the sky, whether it was many glorious soldiers, or those civilians who warmly welcomed them, all of them were in tears, this battle was not only a shame or revenge, but also hundreds of thousands of Yingzhou warriors used this battle to end more than a thousand years of war, more than a thousand years of grievances and entanglements, since then there has been no war in Yingzhou, the old Gaotang no longer has to send his son to the battlefield, his wife and children will never hear the mourning report again, and the whole country will no longer have to produce more consumption for the war. Just because, since then, there has been no war in Yingzhou!

"The people kneel to greet the triumphant army!" The Minister of Ceremonies shouted again, and millions of people on both sides of the road outside the city fell to their knees. This kneeling is from the heart, and it is also the desire of the heart, because each of them is grateful and sincerely thanks to these hundreds of thousands of Yingzhou warriors for their contributions.

"The cavalry dismounted, and the infantry took off their helmets. Return the gift!" Looking at the great salute performed by the many people in front of him, Xiao Yun jumped off the horse by mistake, and ordered the soldiers behind him in a loud voice.

At this moment, the 400,000 troops, whether generals or soldiers, knelt down and saluted.

And this kneeling salute between the two sides is also the largest military greeting ceremony in Yingzhou Kingdom, counting today, it has only appeared three times in the past thousand years. The first time was Mu Jianying, the founding emperor of Yingzhou State, who led the rebel army and people to rebel against the Yinyue Empire, and repelled the Yinyue million-strong army on the border line, thus laying the situation of the thousand-year-old dynasty of Yingzhou State. The second time appeared in the Yingzhou calendar in 732, when the country for four consecutive years of natural disasters, there was hunger on the road in the country, the people changed their children and eaten, the then general Xiao Yuefeng led a small number of 100,000 troops to rush into the Silver Moon Empire, plundered nearly 20 cities of grain and grass and transported back to the country, only to help the people of Yingzhou to survive the difficulties and survive, and then it was the second time to appear to bow down to welcome the army. And this third time, that is, now, Xiao Yun led the Yingzhou army to completely destroy the Silver Moon Empire, ending the old enemy for thousands of years, the whole country and the army and the people were excited, and the people were heartfelt, and they wanted to greet the triumphant army with the power of kneeling.

"Sing the flowers, sound the drums and trumpets, the king leaves his seat, worship!" With the shouts of the celebrant minister, Mu Xin, who was in tears, stood up from the dragon chair outside the city gate and bowed deeply to the 400,000 troops in the distance.

"Soldiers, thank Huangen, kowtow and return the salute!" Xiao Yun's military order came again, and the army behind him kowtowed to Mu Xin, their heads against the land of their homeland, and tears couldn't help but flow backwards, soaking the soil in front of them.

"Ceremony! Decree!" The celebrant announced the end of the military salute and handed a scroll of the holy decree written in blood to the eunuch beside him.

"The emperor's grace is a heavenly guide, and the sun and the moon shine. Li Min was born and wept blood to the sky. The thousand-year-old war is coming to an end today. Return me to Yingzhou, ten thousand years of peace. General Xiao Yun, his achievements are eternal. Millions of soldiers, the glory is returned. The monarchs and people of the old country are grateful with tears in their eyes. May God bless me, Yingzhou for ten thousand years. ”

As the holy decree was read, the millions of soldiers and civilians present shouted in unison.

"May God bless me! Long live Yingzhou! Long live Your Majesty! Long live General Xiao Yun! Long live the warriors of Yingzhou!"