The First Far Eastern War was the most tragic page in the history of the Zichuan family. In this war, the Zichuan family lost more than 700,000 brave soldiers, lost 23 wealthy Far Eastern provinces, and the Far Eastern foundation that the ancestors of the family had worked hard to establish for more than 200 years was all destroyed......

On the twenty-first day, the armistice order was conveyed to the Pai front, and millions of demon soldiers cheered and shouted long live. They've long been tired of Pai's goddamn meat grinder. Here, countless of their companions died, every inch of the land was soaked in gruesome blood, and every piece of mud emitted a smoky stench.

Yun Qianxue, the commander of the demon clan, personally held the white flag, entered Depai City, and told the news of the truce of the zhōngyāng army. In order to prove the truth of his words, he brought a copy of the armistice, as well as a letter from the human messenger "Gopra" to the defenders of Pai - Yun Qianxue himself welcomed this agreement very much, not only because it would relieve him of the pain of the siege warrant, but also because the peace talks were successful, Princess Cardin was about to return, and a bright future awaited him as Prince of the Horse.

When he entered Pai City, he was immediately deeply shocked: it was such a group of people who were unclothed, skinny, and so weak that they couldn't even support themselves to walk, and they actually blocked the main army of the Protoss!

Although they stood on hostile sides with each other, as a soldier, Yun Qianxue knew how to respect the warriors, and he deeply admired the tenacity and tenacity of the human defenders, who created the miracle of war. Yun Qianxue also had great respect for their commander Sterling, and he did not treat him as a defeated general, but took the initiative to give him a solemn military salute.

Stirling returned the salute with thoughtful manners, neither humble nor arrogant.

What surprised Yun Qianxue was that when reading the armistice agreement, Sterling's face turned white, and he immediately shook as if he could no longer support it. A very young handsome human officer next to him stepped forward to support him, turned around, and looked at Yun Qianxue with a strange look.

Yun Qianxue herself had a strange feeling about him: it seemed that he had seen this person somewhere, but Sterling immediately recovered, and Yun Qianxue was relieved: he was too excited, understandable.

The senior generals of the two sides informed each other's identities, and Yun Qianxue learned that the very handsome young officer was named Zichuan Xiu. For some reason, Yun Qianxue paid attention to him. When shaking hands with him, Yun Qianxue was stunned for a moment, and then returned to normal. Then there was the issue of handover, which would take place after the consultations. In order to avoid misunderstandings and conflicts between the human troops and the demon army who did not receive orders on the way home, Yun Qianxue proposed to lead the troops to "escort" the zhōngyāng army all the way back to Valen, and Sterling expressed his deep gratitude.

When the signed armistice agreement was read out in public, the human officers and soldiers, who thought they were going to die, fell into great ecstasy. Tens of thousands of weakened, hungry soldiers shouted, "We are saved, we are saved, we are saved!" Everywhere there were flying hats, wagging arms, and the crowd cheering.

In the midst of the rising cheers, there was a very incongruous noise: in the corner, a young female nurse was crying softly, tears splashing down the young face in her arms. It was a seriously wounded young officer, and at the moment when the news of the armistice was announced, he stopped breathing, and there was a quiet smile on his lips, as if he had just fallen asleep. In the cheers, the intermittent and twitching voice of the female xìng was particularly harsh and clear......

Looking at the human soldiers suddenly cheering and shouting long live, and suddenly crying bitterly, Yun Qianxue couldn't tell what kind of taste was in her heart. In the territory of the Demon Kingdom, warriors are honored for their bravery, and they respect that men should be as strong as iron and stone. Sad, sad, melancholy...... When a qiē expresses personal feelings, they all seem to be weak, and as for crying in public, it is even more despised.

The demon guards who walked with Yun Qianxue said contemptuously, "Humans are really cowards. It's a shame that they're so afraid of death!"

"Nope. Yun Qianxue said softly, "It is the love of life that makes them so strong. He silently added in his heart, "This is a people that we will never be able to conquer." Gently, he took off his hat.

Twenty-three rì, zhōngyāng corps began to withdraw from Valen and march westward. Although Yun Qianxue had already ordered the troops to get out of the way, the curiosity of the demon soldiers was aroused, and they flocked over to watch the human troops.

The first to withdraw were the ironclad cavalry units. Due to hunger, injury, death, etc., the Jīng Sharp Iron Armored Cavalry Force, which once made the demons frightened on the battlefield, is now only a little bit left, and the sparse group of people can no longer see the majesty of that time. Many horses were slaughtered to satisfy their hunger, and the cavalrymen who had lost their mounts had to put their armor on their wagons and march on foot like big-headed infantrymen.

Then came the brigade of infantry. They are no longer well-dressed and armored, and there is no longer any neat phalanx lined up. The ranks staggered, the soldiers were thin, hungry, and weak, their wounds were covered with dirty gauze, and their clothes were tattered and varied, and some people even wore sacks and tent bushes on their bodies.

The demon soldiers were very surprised: the enemy they had been fighting hard for more than a month and could not conquer was like this?! They laughed at the shabby weakness of the human army with impunity: "Oh, I'm laughing to death! Look at what clothes they are wearing! Even the sacks are on!"

In the face of the unbridled ridicule and ridicule of the demon soldiers, the human soldiers responded with silence and perseverance, silent. Gradually, gradually, the laughter of the demon soldiers fell. The air began to grow solemn. Although the soldiers of the zhōngyāng army were weakened, they were still very arrogant, and they stared at the demon soldiers without fear, as if silently declaring, "We have not been conquered!" Under such tragic casualties, they were still indomitable and maintained such arrogance, the demon officers and soldiers present were all shocked, they became more and more dense, and wanted to see their opponents clearly, Yun Qianxue's personal guard team had to whip them indiscriminately and drive them away, before they made way for the zhōngyāng army troops to continue to advance.

Seven demon teams led the way, followed by the remnants of the zhōngyāng army, followed by fourteen demon teams. The team crossed the river of greywater floating on thin ice, and the horses began to trot, their hooves crisp, piercing, and heartbreaking. The road stretched to the west, and on both sides was a thin sheet of ice formed by melting snow, flickering like a white sflickering fire. The bare oak forest, silently whirling and receding behind you. Looking back to the east, in the midst of the glow, the Pai Castle, which shimmers like a jewel, stands majestically, lonely and lonely.

The Zhōngyāng legion entered the Valen Fortress on March 2, 780. With Rì, the Zichuan family released the Demon Princess Cardan and handed her over to the Ling Buxu troops of the Demon Clan's vanguard army outside Valen City. Due to the unfortunate timing, Cardin and Sterling just missed it, and they didn't see each other's last face.

The journey was long and long, and the towns and villages rang the bells of prayer to welcome the return of the children of Dìdū who had gone through vicissitudes. When the zhōngyāng army finally returned to dìdū, it was already the fifteenth day of March, and it was drizzling in the sky.

Sterling felt ashamed and didn't want to alarm too many people. He deliberately scheduled his entry into the city at midnight.

As soon as the troops stepped into the long street of Dìdū, Stirling was stunned: the streets were full of people on both sides of the street late at night, and the heads of people were densely packed with black and oppressive people. The crowd has no end in sight, stretching for dozens of miles. There were so many people, but they couldn't hear a single human voice, and the atmosphere was oppressive and heavy. The vast majority of the crowd were civilians, but many were soldiers in military uniforms.

As the troops of the zhōngyāng army began to march into the city, the quiet crowd began to move. People scrambled to the front to see their soldiers. The childish boy who was still childish when he left home has changed now. The grim faces, the faces that have become dark and rough by the wind, the faces that are thin because of hard fighting and hunger, many of them are already wrinkled at a young age, with white hair on their heads, and their bodies are covered with scars from swords and swords. Of the 150,000 troops that had been on the way at the beginning, less than 40,000 were able to come back now, and almost one in five was able to come back, and almost all of them were wounded. Many women were looking for their husbands with tears in their eyes, and gray-haired mothers were looking for their beloved son, calling his name, but no one answered, but only to hear the futile mournful cries: "My son, my son, where are you?"

Where is it? The sons whom they have been dreaming of and never forgetting have disappeared far away. Their bodies lay in the open heights of Valen, in the reckless forests of Yun Province, under the walls of Pai...... Those young and energetic young people, whose blood was spilled on every inch of the Far East, were buried in foreign lands. Now, the graves of these fallen soldiers are overgrown with mugwort, washed by rain, covered in snow, or exposed to the wilderness, covered with white bones.

The wind roared quietly, as if to bring these many wails to the snow-capped Far East, to the tombstones of the fallen soldiers......

The whole long street was filled with crying for a while. In addition to grieving the loss of their loved ones, people have deeper pain. They really can't understand why? Our soldiers are brave and invincible, and our relatives have shed their blood and sacrificed their lives for the country! We have paid such a huge price, but we still have to cede our land, pay reparations, and bear such humiliation!

Sterling was ashamed. He felt as if every cry of the crowd was a scolding of him: We believe in you, entrust your most precious child to you, you took him away, and now you have not been able to bring him back! You are in vain the number one general of the Zichuan family, but now you can only redeem you by relying on our land reparations!

The army is supposed to defend the country, and now it is sacrificing the country to save the army!

Sterling felt a great sense of guilt, especially for his love affair with the enemy princess Cardin, and he felt guilty for his shamelessness in the face of his weeping mother and wife. In the face of this huge disaster of national hatred and family hatred, the love of the mountain alliance and the sea oath suddenly became so pale and powerless.

After disbanding the group, Sterling dragged his tired steps towards the Governor's Palace. He was ready to bear the severest punishment from the Chief of the Purple River Ginseng Stars. But unexpectedly, the chief did not punish him, but welcomed his return with open arms, tears streaming down his face. The other two members of the command office who were present, Luo Minghai, the president of the president, and Goshan, the new chief of staff, did not speak coldly to him, and everyone just soothed him with kind words and advised him to take care of his injuries - everyone's treatment like this made Sterling feel even more guilty and uneasy.

Out of the governor's mansion, he was about to return to his home. But I saw Zi Chuanning, who was wearing a plain white dress, standing on the side of the path by the door of the Governor's Mansion, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Sterling walked over without a word. The two of them were facing each other, and they were emotional, but they didn't know what to say.

It was Zi Chuan Ning who opened her mouth first: "She's gone. 」

Sterling understood who that "she" meant. He nodded, but didn't say anything.

"The flowers she left for you, and the letters. Zi Chuanning handed over the flower, and Sterling looked at the flower blankly, blue with a little red, because it had been a little wilted after many years. He didn't reach for it, but asked, "What kind of flower is this?"

"This flower is called 'Forget-me-not'. Zi Chuan Ning replied softly.

Sterling muttered, "Forget-me-not, forget-me-not ......" and chewing on the name, he suddenly exclaimed, "You can throw it away for me." 」

Zi Chuanning smiled slyly, as if she had read through Sterling's entire mind: "I don't throw it. Throw it yourself. She took Sterling's hand and forced the flowers and letters into his hand, "Take it!"

Sterling slipped them into the trash can on his right.

Zi Chuan Ning's face immediately turned pale: "You really ......."

Sterling nodded, "Yes. 」

Zi Chuanning stared deeply at Sterling: this was a man who had suffered greatly, so old, emaciated, with gray hair and sideburns. He was only twenty-six years old! Zi Chuan Ning silently forgave him for his rudeness and lowered his head.

The words that should have been said had been said, but she still had no intention of saying goodbye, standing silent, and stopped talking.

This time it was Sterling's turn to be insightful. He said, "Ah Xiu didn't come back with us this time. He said he had some more things to do. The people of the Xiuzi camp have not yet returned. Rest assured, he's fine and unharmed. 」

The girl's face turned crimson, and Zi Chuanning muttered in a low voice, "I didn't ask him, I wanted to ask......

"Oh, he had a message that I brought it back to you, and since you don't care, then ......" Sterling deliberately looked up at the sky, silent. Zi Chuanning immediately couldn't hold it back, and jumped up and slammed on the ground: "Brother Stirling, you are bad!

Sterling smiled and dodged Zi Chuanning's pursuit, but there was a knife pain in his heart. When did a delicate voice slap himself like this, and said the same thing: "The owner of the bakery, Si Jun, you are so bad!" The cherished voice of the original farewell is still in front of me, but I don't know that a farewell is an eternal secret, and now it is the end of the world, and I will never see it again in this life......

Zi Chuanning suddenly stopped beating, and she was surprised to find that tears had welled up in Sterling's eyes.

"He told me to tell you that," Sterling choked up, but still said word by word so clearly, "'I love you.'" 」

In just three words, Sterling's whole body has been poured into the feelings and strength, so affectionate, so moving, so painful. Sterling burst into tears, as if he was not conveying a message, but pouring out his innermost surging feelings, a desperate confession to a lover who was no longer here, poignant and tragic. How envious he was of Shikawa Xiu, because he could say this openly to his beloved: "I love you!" Thousands of miles away, Kadan, can you hear me?

In silly. Unable to express her joy, she suddenly hugged Sterling and quickly kissed him on the face: "This is for you instead of Sister Cardin!" Before Sterling could react, she had already run away shyly, and that back was so joyful, so joyful.

Sterling watched her walk away, smiled wryly, and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe the kiss marks off her face. Suddenly, something occurred to him......

In the middle of the night on March 15, the guards on duty in front of the Governor's Mansion and a few passers-by saw a scene that made them speechless with astonishment: Lord Stirling, the senior officer of the family and the commander of the Zhōngyāng Army, was rummaging through the garbage cans on the side of the road in the middle of the night on the third watch, ignoring the precious dark blue tweed uniform worn by the senior officers, and the wolf looked like a rat digging a hole......

Two months later, at the urging and impetus of the chief Zichuan Sanxing, Sterling married Miss Li Qing. Stirling was the mainstay of the family, the number one figure in the military, while Li Qing was the queen of the famous family, dignified and virtuous, and himself an extraordinary talent, serving as a red-clothed banner in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Everyone believes that this is a perfect combination of a pair of talented women.

The wedding was presided over by the chief of Shikawa Sanxing, and the scene was quite large. The top figures of the Zichuan family, except for the president Luo Minghai, who said that he was ill, almost all of them attended the wedding. Among them, the best man is the Inspector General Di Lin, who is a good friend of Lord Sterling. As the procession passed through the long street of Dìdū, onlookers cheered and blessed Lord Stirling's wedding.

As the groom, Sterling always smiles and responds to people's blessings. It's just that in the eyes of Di Lin, who is familiar with him, he feels that this smile is really dull. He couldn't help but say to Sterling, "What's wrong with you, smiling like a pig on the verge of being sent to the slaughterhouse?

Sterling retracted his smile, glanced at him, and suddenly said, "Do you know what I've been thinking about most in my life?"

Di Lin smiled ambiguously: "Do you want to spend candle night in the cave room? Big brother, I'm here, I understand you!"

Sterling didn't smile, but pointed to a bakery on the side of the road and said seriously, "What I want most in my life is to be such a bakery owner. 」

Dillin looked over and saw a sweaty bakery owner coming out with a tray of steaming freshly baked bread, and an equally chubby proprietress greeting customers at the counter.

Di Lin was inexplicable, and thought: Could it be that the income from selling bread is higher than that of the family leader now?

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