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Chapter 665 Not One Less (Part [-])

(The following two chapters are from the perspective of the natives of the task world. Let’s talk about some follow-up developments. Those who are not interested can skip it.)
Facing the very normal request from Hu Biao's mouth, the system naturally wouldn't make any fuss; soon after, scenes that were very familiar to all the veterans began to be staged one by one.

They first turned into a ball of light and shuttled through a deep space-time passage.

And in such a process, the walls on both sides of the passage began to pass through scenes of pictures, telling Hu Biao and others about the follow-up situation of the mission world.

It is slightly different from the previous situation.

I don't know if the grandson of the system has some special preference for Long Aotian and other four brothers, and Dong Fugui, the owner of the Dong family noodle stall, or is there some other reason?

In short, the follow-up situation of this mission world is shown through the gatherings of the five of them at regular intervals.

The specific situation is probably like this.

Time: May [-]th of the same year, that is, two months after Hu Biao and others left.

Location: In the city of Xiangyang.

After a lapse of two months, because the Mongol army outside Xiangyang City had already retreated completely, this place finally returned to its former prosperous appearance.

Just facing the bustling streets and bustling crowds.

Long Aotian and the other four brothers didn't have any intention of strolling around.

Even because of the neat Xuan Ge camp training uniforms on the four of them, there were quite a few older girls and daughters-in-law looking at them affectionately.

In some cottages, the firework girls at the door and on the second floor are also more enthusiastic about their greetings.

If it wasn't for the four of them being strong and strong, they might have been dragged into the washhouse by those women for a preferential treatment.

It's a pity that the four of them were not moved at all in the face of the above scenes that they had been looking forward to.

The reason is simple, after two months, they are going out for the first time, and they have a more important thing.

In the battle outside Xiangyang two months ago, they suffered serious injuries and the aftereffects of taking the 'Dragon Tiger Pill'.

It took almost a month for my body to almost recover.

But even so, because Hu Biao and others left hastily, even if they left some letters to relevant personnel, it can be regarded as clarifying the problem.

But in the follow-up time, a lot of problems were still involved.

For example: The departure of Hu Daxia and others has led to rumors of some conspiracy theories.

There are also various plans left by Hu Biao and others, although they are relatively detailed; but some actual operations still involve quite a lot of problems.

After the court of the Southern Song Dynasty received the report, it was the first reaction after learning that the Mongolian army of hundreds of thousands was defeated by some people from the rivers and lakes.

It wasn't that he was ecstatic, but he was more nervous than when he learned that the Mongolian army had attacked; no one else!They see these forces capable of subverting their rule as more threatening.

Then these guys who are outsiders, outsiders, insiders, and experts immediately adopted a lot of methods.

To put it bluntly, it is just a usual method of sending special personnel to the Xuange camp, intending to attract some key personnel with high-ranking officials and luxuries, and to recruit and fight a group.

In short, Guo Xiang, Huang Rong, Guo Yaoshi, Zhang Yimin, Baicaoxian, Ren Tuzi and others were so busy that they flew up in the last time.

It was not until yesterday that the preliminary arrangements were made clear.

It was also on this day that Long Aotian and others were allowed to go out for camping activities, giving them a half-day precious vacation.

During this rare holiday, the first thing the four of them thought of was not where to go to eat, drink and play well.

Instead, I went to Dong's small noodle stall, because they had already made an agreement with the store before the war:
After the war, the four of them paid for the food, and the shopkeeper provided the handicrafts, and everyone had a good get-together...

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honestly!When the four of them walked towards the small noodle stall, they felt very nervous; because of the two-month battle, the casualties of the army and civilians in the city were also extremely high.

It is not an exaggeration to say that in the days after the war, almost everyone in the city wore mourning and every family held funerals.

Because they were very worried, what kind of reaction would they have if they heard the news that the store owner had died in battle when they arrived at the small noodle stall.

So where are they still in the mood to take a good stroll in the busy city of Xiangyang City today.

Fortunately, when the four of them hurried to the noodle stall not far away, they immediately saw a familiar figure who was busy cooking noodles.

Coincidentally, the shopkeeper happened to see them too.

With a distance of 30 meters, the bustling crowd in the middle suddenly smiled freely, and everything seemed to be silent.

In the following time, the two sides approached each other.

But soon after, the four of them discovered that the store owner was limping badly when he was walking; a man in his 30s was already disabled.

Inexplicably, Long Aotian's eyes turned red.

With a choked voice, he asked, "Brother Dong, what's wrong with your leg?"

Compared with the flustered expressions of Long Aotian and the others, the shopkeeper seemed unusually open-minded. After pointing to his limping left leg, he said calmly:

"It's okay! That day, seeing that the city was about to be destroyed, I took a pole and followed everyone up to the city wall.

As a result, during the fight, a Mongolian Tartar pierced a big hole in his thigh.

Xu was stabbed at the time and injured his veins. Anyway, after more than a month of nursing after the war, the wound has healed, but walking is not as smooth as before.

But it doesn't matter, in the words of my wife.

Compared with those other civilian husbands who died in the war, I can continue to sell tofu noodles to support my family in the future, and I can live with my wife and children at home. It is already a blessing from my grandfather.

People, be content. "

After hearing such a sentence, Long Aotian and the other four couldn't help but look at each other.

While feeling a little sad in my heart, another thought came up one after another: Yes, being able to survive in such a troubled world is already a good thing blessed by God.

Today, everyone is still alive and reunited together, which is already luckier than too many people...

In the following time, as promised at the beginning, Long Aotian and the other four bought a bunch of chicken, duck, fish, good wine, and fresh vegetables in the nearby market.

Together with Dong Fugui, the owner of the closed noodle stall, we went to the small courtyard of the Dong family's ancestral house.

The store didn't brag, it really did a good meal.

After setting up a table under a sycamore tree in the yard, the five of them gathered together to eat meat and drink in large bowls, feeling very happy.

After eating and drinking until evening, everyone felt a little drunk.

At this moment, Dong Fugui suddenly asked:
"Brother Long, I heard that there are some rumors among the neighbors recently, saying that your Xuan Geying is about to leave Xiangyang City; I don't know where you plan to go, when will you come back, and when will we meet again?"

After hearing the words, Long Aotian and the others fell silent.

It's not that they don't want to say it, but they organize the language silently in their hearts to see what they can say under the discipline of confidentiality.

After a while, Long Aotian said:
"It is true that we are going to leave in a few days, but it is not easy to go in detail with Brother Dong's family; but you can rest assured that we will pass by Xiangyang City if it is as short as half a year or as long as a year.

If there is an opportunity at that time, I will definitely come and get together again~”

What Long Aotian said was true, it was after Guo Xiang and other high-level officials of the Xuan Ge camp cleared up all kinds of trivial matters after initial busy work.

Their Xuan Ge Battalion will expand their army again according to the plan.

Then, just like last time, the training was also conducted at the base of Wudaoxia.

The difference is that after the first battle two months ago, their Xuan Ge Battalion became famous all over the world; so I don't know how many heroes from the rivers and lakes want to join. It seems that as long as the news is released, the number can easily exceed [-] people.

So after these people are trained, the army of the Xuange Battalion will go straight to the north and take back Kaifeng, Daming, and Yanjing, the homelands of the Han family.

Then they will kill the prairie to eliminate such a serious threat as the Mongolian people, and also come to seal the wolf and live in Xu for the last time.

It is even said that they will go all the way to the west to recapture the old place of the Han and Tang Dynasties in the Western Regions, and continue to go west to the legendary Dashi.

Or go to Beihai, the place where Su Wu herded sheep in the past and could freeze people off.

Thinking of all the above, those scenes of grandeur and intensity, Long Aotian and others immediately felt that this is what a man should really do.

In comparison, his dreams of angry horses and fresh clothes in the past are nothing but jokes.

Looking at these young but energetic faces, Dong Fugui picked up his wine glass and proposed:
"Brothers, why don't I make an appointment here today, and we will meet again every ten years in the future; at the stall where you drink and eat meat, how about what happened in these years?"

"Good~"

"OK~"

"It should be so~"

After the sound of echoing each sentence sounded, Long Aotian and the others also raised their wine glasses one after another...

(End of this chapter)