Chapter 354: Recovery

The Great Han Jingshi, majestic and simple, looking from afar, dignified as a mountain.

At this time, hundreds of people spontaneously took to the streets, no one to drive, no one to take the lead.

They gathered at the south gate, waiting for a man to arrive.

Since five days ago, all the remaining troops of the Huns have withdrawn. The people here are already seeing hope.

To this day, Chen Youkun, who is in charge of public security in the city, has quickly notified the whole city.

Taiyuan was victorious, Xu Haifeng, the commander of the Black Flag Army, personally led a million troops to defeat the Huns, and finally signed the alliance under the city, and was forced to flee back to the grassland.

This news spread like a gust of wind throughout the entire Jingshi, and all the people were ecstatic.

The whole city was plunged into a sea of joy.

They firmly believe in the news.

Xu Haifeng was originally a legendary figure, and no matter what happened to him, it was not surprising.

As for those who have seen and heard about it, although they are skeptical of this news, their doubts have no effect except for the scolding like a tide.

Today, when General Xu Da led some officers and soldiers back to Beijing, how could such a major event not cause a sensation in the whole city.

It's been two years, and this is the first unit to stand up with the Han military flag in two years.

"An army of millions? When did the Han come to have an army of millions? Xu Haifeng's surprised voice sounded on the horse.

Liu Junshu and Li Guanying pulled the corners of their mouths at the same time, turned their heads away, and pretended not to hear.

Lin Jiahui smiled with an embarrassed expression: "This is the last version that has been passed down orally by the people in the city, and the subordinates are just telling the truth." ”

Since Jiang Kongming introduced the two new words "version" into Dahan, the frequency of use has indeed increased significantly.

"No matter, let's go into town." Xu Haifeng shook his head and commanded.

The three generals responded in a hurry and arranged their own way.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded neatly and loudly on the horizon, and the Blue Wolf Legion, which had once stood tall in the capital division, fluttered high in everyone's sight.

"Oh......"

The deafening sound expressed the heartfelt cheers of the people.

Although the Huns passed through the garrison of the Blue Wolf Legion, the Great Han Jing Division fell.

But whether it is Li Bohu or Li Guanying, they have already washed away the shame that the Blue Wolf Legion once had with their own practical actions.

Under the push of the guards in the city, the people gave way to a Yangguan Avenue and let Li Guanying and others drive straight through the south gate.

"Oh......"

The cheers suddenly rose to a height, and almost the whole city could hear them.

"Black Flag Army......

I don't know who was the first to call out, and suddenly, Luo's endless roar resounded from inside and outside the south gate.

"General Xu is here......"

It was as if a scoop of oil had been suddenly added to the flames, and the roar, which had almost reached its peak, was suddenly injected with new power.

Even the earth seemed to be shaken by this frenzy, as if it was slowly shaking, making people's bodies sway.

Closer, in front of them, was a tightly covered black army.

The man wears iron clothing, and the horse wears steel armor.

Although there were only more than 2,000 people, their number was even one-tenth of that of the blue wolf army in front.

However, it is this team, this iron-like army of less than 3,000 people, that exudes an overwhelming strong domineering spirit that makes people shudder.

It was they, in the Battle of Taiyuan, who made a great name and snatched the name of the first army in the world from the hands of the Huns.

From now on, the world's invincible will no longer be the Golden Wolf Army of the Huns, but the Black Flag Army of the Han Dynasty.

As long as I think of this, all the Han people who have been suppressed by the Huns for hundreds of years are all enthusiastic.

In front of this team was a young man in white clothes fluttering and mixed in countless black armor, looking extremely dazzling.

He stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist in mid-air.

Earth-shattering cheers resounded like a landslide and tsunami.

A few miles away in Beijing, Liu Junshu listened to the cheers in the distance, and his heart fluctuated, and it was difficult for him.

This glory should have been the Liu family, but now, looking at the tens of thousands of freshly clothed and angry horses behind him, he couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness.

Xu Haifeng deliberately left the purpose of the Yellow Dragon Legion, he knew it clearly, it was definitely not a tiring journey, let alone a worry about the Huns going and returning, killing a horse gun or anything like that.

It's that he doesn't want this unit, which only represents the Liu family, to share the fruits of his victory.

The Liu family, is it really no longer good?

Liu Junshu's gaze looked at the south, and a wave of confusion rose in his eyes.

Riding the dark clouds, enter the city gate, the tall arch is very shady, the breeze is whistling, penetrating the spleen, the bluestone under the foot is horizontal, huge and smooth, probably because the horses and people have walked more, there are many potholes on the stone face.

Xu Haifeng smiled and watched Chen Youkun run from the front, presenting the city's roster with both hands.

stretched out his hand, and just as Xu Haifeng's hands touched this roster, he announced it to everyone with his own strength.

Jingshi, it's mine.

Although the palace was burned clean by Emperor Han Xian, there was no residue.

But the Huns repaired it.

Although it is far from being comparable with the previous imperial palace, the scale is already one of the few buildings of the Huns in the past dynasties.

However, this time, it was Xu Haifeng who was cheaper.

He came alone to the empty hall.

The brand-new dragon chair still stood proudly in the center of the main hall, as if those feudal emperors had majestic faces, issuing orders that made the land of Shenzhou tremble.

After a while, Li Guanying hurriedly came to his side and said, "My lord, the army has been arranged, do you want to meet with the hundred officials in the city?" ”

"Well, Guanying, after tonight, I'm going to favor you and Junshu."

Li Guanying was stunned and asked, "Lord, what did you say?" ”

Xu Haifeng smiled slightly, and said: "After appeasing the most important officials today, I will take the Black Flag Army on the road, and before I come back, the Jingshi will be handed over to you to take care of." ”

"My lord. Where are you going? Li Guanying asked casually.

But then he realized that his tone was wrong, and how could anyone in the world know the whereabouts of his boss as a subordinate.

Fortunately, Xu Haifeng knew his temperament very well, and he would not be blamed for it, but slowly spit out three words: "Lie down...... Dragon...... City ......"

Dozens of miles away from the capital division, Mao Dun looked back from afar, and there were too many things in his eyes.

From colluding with the Cheng family, he raided the Blue Wolf Legion and broke through the Han Jing Division. Subsequently, the northern camp, which is known as the eternal downfall, was laid. Before this, the Xiongnu had always been smooth sailing.

However, the Battle of Taiyuan turned everything upside down.

The Xiongnu and the Cheng family were defeated, and after this battle, none of them still had the strength to dominate the world.

The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

It turned out that Xu Haifeng was the last fisherman and yellow sparrow.

As long as he thought of his arrogant attitude when talking to Xu Haifeng, he suddenly felt a fire in his stomach.

However, he had no choice.

Looking back, the emaciated cheeks of the warriors appeared in front of his eyes.

He immediately understood what Xu Haifeng meant, as long as you are frugal, you will not starve to death.

What does it mean to be frugal, this is simply comparable to begging.

The Han people's military rations were sent one after another, only enough for them to be half full. And they are often in arrears, and they never arrive in advance.

Although hunger is not starving, the feeling is particularly humiliating.

Along the way, I passed through many rich villages and towns.

If it had just been when he had just evacuated the battlefield, Mao Dun would have ordered the implementation of the three-light policy of killing, robbing, and burning.

But now, he can only sigh and dare not attack rashly.

Because, Xu Haifeng's words are still vivid in my ears.

"If you only harm our Han people again. Then Xu immediately tore up the agreement and went all out to intercept and kill, and it was bound to leave Shan Yu and others in the territory of Dahan forever. ”

This sentence is a threat, a naked threat.

However, he had to listen.

Because, Xu Haifeng has this strength in his hands, if he really recklessly and goes all out to intercept and kill, then Yu Yong, his tens of thousands of remnants, really don't know how many people can return to the prairie safely.

And at this time, on the prairie, behind them, there is a pair of tigerish eyes, which they dare not take lightly.

"Shan Yu, let's go." Hami stabbed aside and explained.

He understood Mao Dun's mood very well at this time, because his heart was just as bad.

They all know that the hegemony of the Xiongnu dynasty has come to an end, and in their generation, there is definitely no strength to conquer the Han again.

On the contrary, it was precisely because of the tragic defeat in the territory of the Han people that the Xiongnu were in the weakest period in hundreds of years in terms of prestige and strength.

The many peoples on the prairie who had been oppressed by them were already ready to move at this time.

As long as someone sets a precedent, it must be a gathering of followers.

And the one most likely to do so is the Di hero Nan Yiyi.

It is an urgent matter to return to one's own station as soon as possible.

"Alas......" Mao suddenly sighed, and he closed his eyes.

However, the sharp-eyed Hami Thorn unexpectedly saw a crystal-like liquid in the corner of his eye, which was slowly sliding down his face.