The rise of Tianzhu of Daqin

Chapter 240 Liaodong Tonight (addition for reward)

To be honest, Yingxuan's attitude surprised Wenren Feishuangshuang a little. He obviously liked Wenren's elegance, but he was always kind to her, and had a kind of ignoring attitude towards Wenren's elegance.

"Is this the code of conduct for Marquis Wu of the Empire? Even if you don't like it, you have to show your love to others, and even if you like it, you have to be patient with your inner impulse."

After returning to Liaoxi County, Yingxuan became busy, and Nei Shiteng also led the armor-breaking soldiers. Following Yingxuan to Liaoxi County, the two sat in the big tent day and night, staring at the map of the north. , debated endlessly.

Occasionally someone would come in, put down the food and go out, or after some time, the food would be brought out intact.

The entire north seems to have become calm, but the calm depression and restlessness have become out of control.

After a few days like this, Yingxuan and Nei Shiteng finally got the order to leave the customs.

On September [-]th, the eve before leaving the customs, Yingxuan put on his battle armor again, stopped discussing with Nei Shiten, and walked out of the big tent.

"Tell the brothers, write a letter from home!"

Duan Wushi went away in response, and then one by one brushes were carried into the barracks by the soldiers. After the inkstones were ground randomly, they became ink, and stacks of paper were sent to Liaodong Heijia.

"Written by the literate, dictated by the illiterate, let the literate write for you."

Duan Wushi was like a bandit leader at the moment, walking around the barracks with his hands behind his back, peeking at the family letters of Liaodong black armored soldiers from time to time, and making occasional comments.

"Damn it, why do you write so much? It's all such unnutritious nonsense. What else can you do besides killing the monsters?"

"Be straightforward, tell your mother-in-law where your money is hidden, and your mother-in-law will live better after you die." Duan Wushi said.

The Liaodong black-armored soldier was not afraid of Duan Wushi, he said: "I still owe a whole lot of debt to my neighbors, and I have fart money."

The soldier gave a thumbs up and said, "My family built a large courtyard last year, which is very luxurious."

"Then when you write a letter home, you must not mention this matter. If a person dies like a lamp goes out, we will take this account."

"Don't admit it, it's perfect!"

The Liaodong Heijia soldier was not an idler, and within a few words, he seemed to be in the same boat as Duan Wushi.

On the family letter, there was no mention of money at all, but after writing the family letter, he stroked it from his arms for a while and took out a worn-out piece of paper.

It is full of people's names densely packed on it, and the amount of money is written on the back, ranging from a few cents to a tael as much as a penny.

"Hey, you kid is really talented. You actually have dozens of creditors. You have a "money path"!"

After saying a few words, Duan Wushi shook his head and left, turned around and went to the other people.

"This kind of love between children is something to talk about."

Duan Wushi snatched a soldier's family letter and read it with relish.

"You're not bad, you have a fiancée who's even better than me."

"General, if you want to marry a wife, just open your mouth, and I'll make sure to do it for you."

The young soldier patted his chest and promised, "My sister is the most beautiful girl in our ten miles and eight villages, and I like heroes like you, General."

"Oh, is it?"

Duan Wushi immediately beamed with joy, coughed a few times, and asked in a serious manner: "How old is your sister?"

"Forty soon!"

"Get out, you little brat, believe it or not, I'll tear your dog's mouth apart!"

Seeing Duan Wushi deflated, Liaodong Heijia nearby also laughed, scolding Duan Wushi that he deserves to have no wife.

Before the war, the Liaodong black-armored veterans were so relaxed, and the tension in the hearts of the new army also unknowingly dissipated a lot.

Judging from the attitudes of the seniors, the Yaozu doesn't seem to be that scary!

But the people of Donghu looked adoring, they had a deep understanding of the power of the Yaozu, but in the eyes of Liaodong Heijia, the Yaozu had nothing special about them.

This is the strong!

In this world, only the frontier soldiers of the Empire can fight against the demon clan. Because it is a strong confrontation, the excitement is greater than the fear of death.

Fighting against the demon clan all the year round, the frontier army of the empire has long understood a truth, if you are afraid, you will lose, and if you are afraid, you will only make death come earlier.

A letter from home was collected, pulled by an ox cart, and stored in the Western Liaoning Arsenal.

After the Northern Expedition, the family letters of the living will be taken back and then burned; the family letters of the dead will be sent to their families together with their pensions.

"Brothers, light up the everlasting lights!"

Eternal light, long-lived lamp, it is said that if you light this lamp, the person who lit the lamp will live a long and healthy life after he ascends into the sky.

But Liaodong Heijia never believed in this, and the minions of the Yaozu didn't believe in this, so they didn't believe in this either. What they believed in was the long knife in their hands, which was the last word on the battlefield.

They don't believe it, but the people of Liaodong believe that the ever-burning lamps are illusory hopes. Even if they have harvested despair, the people of Liaodong still believe that the ever-burning lamps can really make people live a long and safe life.

In the night sky in western Liaoning, a bright spot appeared, and then thousands of light spots rose, covering the land of western Liaoning in a mysterious halo.

Then, on the city towers of Liaodong, thousands of ever-burning lanterns also rose, shining brightly in the night.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, the ever-burning lanterns went south along the breeze, and the people in Liaodong and Liaoxi looked up and saw countless ever-burning lanterns.

After a moment of silence, the people of Liaodong came into their houses one after another, and took out the ever-burning lamps in their homes. Before the ever-burning lights of Liaodong Heijia were extinguished, they would be the messengers.

Until everyone sees the ever-burning lights, until everyone knows: Liaodong Erlang is going out to fight!
I don't know if it was an emotionally fragile old man, or a woman whose eyes were red, choked up first, then sobbed, then wept softly, and finally wailed loudly.

Emotions can be contagious. Although those young and strong did not cry, they could no longer hide the sadness on their faces.

Three years ago, they also lit the ever-burning lanterns to send Liaodong's sons out of the customs. The last 50 Liaodong's sons were buried in other places. The whole Liaodong, ten rooms and nine empty, now lit the ever-burning lanterns again. What will it be like?
Those ignorant and ignorant children, seeing everyone crying, started to cry after being stunned. Although they didn't know why they were crying, they cried the most sadly.

When one person cries, ten thousand people cry together; when one city mourns, all cities mourn.

From the moment the lantern was lifted into the sky, the whole north was crying, and the crying sound spread all over the country, and it lasted for a long time.

The people in the pass wept bitterly, but the Liaodong Heijia near the Great Wall did not look sad.

The cries in Liaodong continued, and the strong men went out to face Yan Luo.

The soldier Zhang Xianzhi can start a war, and then he will have peace before he can return to his hometown in brocade clothes.

For them, there are only two choices, one is to die in battle outside the Great Wall, and the other is to defeat the Yaozu and return home in splendid clothes.

Dying on the battlefield is not a sad thing for soldiers, but a thing to be proud of.

"Those who guard the frontier guard the border, and those who leave the customs drink heavily. Today, Liaodong Heijia can't help drinking, and he can't stop getting drunk!"

Instead of paying attention to the ever-burning lights, and ignoring the cries of Liaodong and Liaoxi, when Yingxuan gave an order, someone appeared with carts of fine wine and distributed them to the imperial soldiers, even the Donghu people, and many of them were distributed.

Grasping the wine jar with one hand, Ying Xuan slapped his chest fiercely, and said, "I am sorry to you, and you are sorry to my family, but we are worthy of Kyushu and the world."

"Today, with a jar of wine, I will send you all out to die."

Ying Xuan picked up the wine jar, gurgling and gurgling, and stopped after half the jar of fine wine.

"Die with you!"

Liaodong Heijia is neat and uniform, and they drink it with their heads up, as if the wine is cold water.

"Daqin has pointed his sword at the monster clan, what are the lords doing?"

"Don't shed blood, don't die without a truce! Don't destroy the monster clan, don't return home when you die!"

Ying Xuan held up the wine jar and smiled knowingly.

"Drink again!"

"Drink again!"

"Come here, kill the sheep and cattle, you can do it yourself!"

The Donghu people are qualified servants at the moment, quickly killing the cattle and sheep captured by the empire from them, cleaning them up, putting them on the bonfire, and grilling them with all their energy.

The aroma of wine and meat is the favorite of the soldiers. Liaodong Heijia drank heavily and ate meat, and Donghu's mouth was watering.

"While I'm waiting to leave the customs, let's come together!"

"Can we too?"

After Chaha Tutu was surprised, he was overjoyed immediately. After drinking the wine and eating the meat, after a few days, after a life and death experience, the Donghu people were completely integrated into Liaodong.

"Nothing is impossible!"

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