The rise of Tianzhu of Daqin

Chapter 232 Returning to Liaodong
In the land of hundreds of battles in the Liao Dynasty, the war left the land of the Liao Dynasty with only pain and scars. The devastated land of the Liao Dynasty is now extremely bleak.

People have souls, and so does the land. Perhaps because they have heard the sound of fighting outside the pass, the current bleak Liao land is even more chilling.

Looking up to the sky, and the government is not slanderous to others, Yingxuan asked himself that he was right in Kyushu, but no matter how unconscionable he was, he dared not say that he was right in Liaodong people.

The people of Liaodong shed their blood and gave him everything they wanted, but he could not give the people of Liaodong the peace they wanted.

"Standing on the cusp of the storm, everything is beyond your control!"

After three years, when he set foot on the land of Liaodong again, the guilt in Yingxuan's heart did not weaken, and even became more intense. In the near future, it is unknown how many Liaodong disciples will be buried in other places, and how many Liaodong elders will lose their fathers. son.

"Master Hou, if you are not here, stay in Liaoxi, the people of Liaoxi will not insult you."

Yi Qingluan and Ji Pojun followed behind Yingxuan, and seeing Yingxuan hesitating at the border between the two Liaos, they couldn't help persuading Yingxuan.

Liaodong and Liaoxi are separated by a line, but the two counties are on different days.

In Liaoxi, Yingxuan is the supreme savior who is worshiped and admired by all the people; in Liaodong, Yingxuan is a lunatic who worships war. He betrayed Liaodong for Kyushu, making the memories of Liaodong people full of sadness all the time.

"I'm not worried about insults or anything. They dragged me to the street and beat me up, so I felt better."

Ying Xuan said melancholy: "I was thinking, how to give an explanation to the elders of Liaodong."

"This is the empire's decision, and it's not something you can control, Lord Marquis. Not only Liaodong, but the northern frontier troops are all going to leave the customs. They can't blame you!" Ji Pojun defended Yingxuan.

"Why has nothing to do with me?"

Ying Xuan shook his head and said: "For this war, Marquis Wu of the Empire has been planning for decades. Before Qin State could annihilate the six kingdoms, the Empire was already ready to leave the customs. Although this Marquis came from behind, he was the strongest main battler in the Empire. One of the pies."

"Let's go, what should be faced is always to be faced!"

Ying Xuan took a step forward and landed on the land of Liaodong, a group of figures headed east.

In the city of Xiangping in Liaodong, Ying Xuan and his party had just entered the city, and they received the attention of the people of Xiangping, and Ying Xuan was extremely uncomfortable watching.

The four of them sat at a noodle stall, and Ying Xuan was like a small townsman.

"Miss Boss, four bowls of noodles!"

The proprietress was a woman, and she seemed reluctant to earn money from Ying Xuan, but Ying Xuan was a customer after all, and she didn't seem to have much reason to refuse.

"In the past, I often came to this noodle shop to eat noodles. It tastes good. Try it."

While speaking, the proprietress had brought out four bowls of noodles, and the three bowls of noodles looked delicious, but the last bowl of clear soup lacked water, which made people lose their appetite.

The proprietress politely placed three bowls of noodles in front of Yi Qingluan, Tian Yan, and Ji Pojun, and then picked up the worst-looking bowl of noodles, and placed it heavily in front of Yingxuan, the soup splashed and landed on Yingxuan. Xuan's clothes.

"presumptuous!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Ji Pojun jumped up against the case and scolded the woman, but the woman was not afraid at all, and gave Ji Pojun a cold look.

"Oh!"

Ying Xuan frowned, and with a wave of his hand, Ji Pojun was defenseless, his body was knocked into the air, and fell to the ground.

The sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly, the corners of Yi Qingluan and Tian Yan's mouths twitched, with disbelief on their faces, Ying Xuan actually got angry because of an ordinary woman and punished Ji Pojun.

"eventful!"

With a dignified expression on his face, Ying Xuan reprimanded Ji Pojun, then looked at the proprietress, the cold expression on his face dissipated and he put on a smiling face.

"Sister Tao, go get busy, you don't have to worry about me."

Ying Xuan picked up the chopsticks, and wolfed down the bowl of noodles like a storm.

Ying Xuan loves delicious food, but now his sense of taste has disappeared, and eating is just to miss the feeling of the past.

"Why are you still not dead?"

Sister Tao's words were not astonishing, and Yi Qingluan frowned, and Tian's words paled.

"Almost, soon!"

Ying Xuan hiccupped, expressing interest, and said, "One more bowl!"

Sister Tao hurried into the back kitchen without saying a word, and brought out a bowl of noodles in a short while.

The noodles are smooth and tender, the soup is crystal clear, emerald emerald, it is the same bowl of noodles from three years ago.

Ying Xuan chuckled, and began to eat slowly. Although it had no taste, he could vaguely taste the previous taste.

After eating the noodles, Yingxuan left a piece of silver, and left the noodle restaurant with Yi Qingluan and others, walking slowly all the way to Xiangping County Sheriff's Mansion.

"Master Hou, why did you make such a fuss about that woman?"

Although his bones were broken by Ying Xuan, Ji Pojun didn't complain at all.

"She had a younger brother. When he was 15 years old, he went out of the customs with the Marquis. He died outside the customs. After his death, he was torn up and eaten by the monsters. His family's incense was also cut off."

There are three unworthy things, no offspring is the greatest; the family is ruined, people die, life is separated from death, hatred is a matter of course.

Behind the separation of the wives and children of every family in Liaodong is the result of him wielding a butcher knife and driving the people of Liaodong to leave the customs.

After the First World War in Liaoxi, Liaodong was famous all over the world. Even if there were ten rooms and nine empty rooms, the backbone of Liaodong people was still tall and straight.

It's not that the people of Liaodong can't understand what Yingxuan did, but voluntary exit and forced exit are two different things, especially before Yingxuan left the customs, he killed more than 1 youths in Liaodong with his own hands. people.

Walking around the Liaodong County Guard's Mansion, Ying Xuan asked the Liaodong County Guard about the people's situation in Liaodong, and learned that Liaodong was also a good year, so he was quite relieved.

"Don't worry, Lord Hou, you don't have to worry about the affairs of Liaodong, just go to the Northern Expedition with peace of mind."

The governor of Liaodong said decisively: "Even if Liaodong dies young and strong, it will not hold you back."

"I have never doubted the people of Liaodong."

Ying Xuan said: "However, death cannot be avoided in war, and what happens after them is left to you."

"Don't worry, Lord Hou, even if I starve to death or freeze to death, I won't let the women and children of Liaodong suffer any grievances." The governor of Liaodong swore.

"Follow me, it's hard for you!"

Ying Xuan patted the Liaodong County Sheriff on the shoulder. He used to be a son of a rich and powerful man, but in ancient and modern times, he held a high position and was not even as good as a dude.

In the barracks outside Xiangping City, [-] Liaodong Heijia troops were neatly lined up on the vast land, with black flags waving.

Seeing Ying Xuan's figure from a distance, he rode out, and then the three armies moved together, charging towards Ying Xuan like arrows.

The black armor was cold and imposing, and the [-] riders were silent, except for the roar of horseshoes.

Hei Jia approached in an instant, one person got off his horse, and 3 people fell to the ground. They didn't know how to bow down, and stood on both sides leading the horse, without looking sideways.

They are also descendants of Liaodong, and unlike others, they worship and believe in Yingxuan.

Just because others don't know, doesn't mean they don't know what kind of miracle the three-year war was.

The achievements of Liaodong, the pride of Liaodong, the self-confidence of Liaodong soldiers, and the invincible spirit of Liaodong soldiers were all established in the great war three years ago.

Three years ago, the legend of the Liaodong soldier left Liaodong and went to Kyushu to lick his wounds. Now that the scars are scarred, the legend of Liaodong is back.

Ying Xuan took a few steps slowly with his horse, and then slapped the horse's buttocks fiercely. The horse suffered from pain, and immediately galloped away, taking Ying Xuan Juechen with him.

Behind him, Liaodong Heijia got on his horse, followed Yingxuan, and ran towards Liaodong Heijia's camp.

"Is this the cavalry at the peak level of the empire? It is more powerful and terrifying than armor-piercing soldiers."

Tian Yan sighed in his heart, with the blessing of the Killing God Formation, the armor-breaking soldiers could only surpass Liaodong Heijia.

He couldn't imagine that the Liaodong Heijia should be in various powerful postures under the blessing of the God-killing Formation?
"Is the king coming back?"

　The chapter directory is wrong, embarrassing

　　
　
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