The Great Han Dynasty: From Feng Lang Juxu to the Eternal Emperor

Chapter 289 Horse leather shroud

Yellow sand filled the sky, and a strong wind blew up.

Broken cavalry with broken armor, corpses littering the fields, the yellow sand dyed red in this area, a blood-red sunset in the haze and the bleak yellow sand and red blood complement each other.

Zhao Ce used all his strength to speak the last words in Wei Qing's ear.

He successfully completed the mission, passed the information to Wei Qing, and closed his eyes forever.

Wei Qing burst into tears, then with firm eyes, he said sternly to his left and right: "Assemble a small team of Qingqi and send him and their corpses... back to Wuwei County!"

"Here!"

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Wuwei County.

Weining has been feeling a little restless these past two days. The team of officials who were handed over have arrived in Wuwei County from Chang'an.

These officials who were transferred from Chang'an looked at Weining with more respect, but Weining didn't think much about it.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty transferred a group of capable officials who worked in an orderly manner. They quickly took over the power to govern Wuwei County from Weining.

Weining stood on the north city gate with his hands behind his back, looking thoughtfully at the north gate.

A small team came hurriedly from a distance, raising a cloud of yellow sand, making it difficult to see the members of the team.

Wei Ning squinted his eyes and immediately ordered the soldiers of Wuwei County to defend the city. If there was any disturbance outside the fortress, the four towns in Hexi would have to be nervous to prevent any possible invasion by the Turks.

Wuwei has been lost once. If it is lost again, everyone will be guilty and no one dares to be careless.

Fortunately, Wei Ning breathed a sigh of relief when this cavalry squad almost arrived at Wuwei North City. This was a Han Dynasty light cavalry squad.

But soon, Weining's heart became anxious again.

There are only about ten people in the team, but there are twenty horses. What does that mean?

After questioning and confirming the identity of the other party, the defenders opened the city gate of Wuwei County.

Weining went down to the city with his hands behind his back and met the opponent's light cavalry team inside the city gate.

A minister with blood-red eyes looked at Wei Ning and said, "My lord, my condolences."

Wei Ning was stunned for a moment.

Then the light cavalry turned sideways and walked forward slowly. The eyes of the tall horse began to become wet, as if it was mourning for the departure of its master.

Wei Ning gradually clenched his fists until the first horse came to Wei Ning.

The horses carried corpses. Zhao Ce's right arm was chopped off, his teeth fell out, and his body was chopped into a bloody mess.

Weining's eyes became wet, his nose suddenly became sore, and tears burst out from his eyes.

He stretched out his hands tremblingly, slowly hugged Zhao Ce, and said to himself: "He... he has been tortured... ah!!!"

Hysterical roars echoed throughout Wuwei County.

When Zhao Ce's body was taken off the horse by Wei Ning, the old horse carrying Zhao Ce ran wildly towards the city gate in full view of everyone, and then crashed to death at the city gate.

Wei Ning was trembling all over, holding Zhao Ce in his arms and walking step by step toward the outskirts of Wuwei County.

Didn’t I say that we would go back to Chang’an to get a wife and have children together?

Didn’t you say we would go back together?

Starting from Shuofang, he fought side by side with Zhao Ce and finally climbed back from the gate of hell. Wei Ning took them back to Chang'an and lived a comfortable life for two years.

Although Zhao Ce is said to be Weining's housekeeper, who in Chang'an dares to underestimate Zhao Ce? They all know that Weining has always treated Zhao Ce as a brother.

This friendship of fighting side by side on the battlefield and risking one's life is simply incomprehensible to outsiders, especially Weining who attaches great importance to emotions.

Suburbs.

Wei Ning dug the hole with his own hands. He stretched out his trembling hand, slowly touched Zhao Ce's body, and looked back confusedly: "Did the Huns do it?"

Shi Chang nodded sadly and said to Wei Ning: "Brother Zhao is a man. He held on to his last breath and passed the information to General Wei." "There are too many Huns. We don't know why there are a group of five in the desert." A Hun squad of more than a hundred people.”

They are learning Huo Qubing's tactics...

The commander stood silently behind Wei Ning, hesitating to speak, but finally couldn't help but remind Wei Ning: "The general said that he will avenge his revenge. Lord Wei, you must not do anything impulsive."

"The general has asked me to tell you that your mission is over. Go back to Chang'an as soon as possible."

Wei Ning: "Yes, I understand."

"You guys go back first, I'll talk to my brother for a while."

The commander was silent for a moment and said: "The general asked us to watch you return to Chang'an with our own eyes."

Wei Ning was silent, sitting on Zhao Ce's grave, raised his head, took a sip of wine, and sprinkled it in front of Zhao Ce's grave.

"People say that one general's achievements lead to the death of thousands of bones. They also say that for a soldier, it is an honor to die on the battlefield, and it is an honor to be shrouded in horse leather."

"That should be the case, but I'm not a good brother. I shouldn't have let you go."

"Brother Zhao, your family has gone, and now you can go down and reunite with them."

"I will settle down your daughter-in-law in Chang'an. I don't know what else I can do for you. I don't know if there is anything else you need me to do for you."

"This farewell will last forever."

Wei Ning took another swig of wine, stood up and walked towards Wuwei County without saying a word.

The Qingqi team behind him followed Wei Ning silently, and they could all feel Wei Ning's heart-rending pain, but that's what war is like!

What our generation does is to prevent future generations from experiencing life and death again. This is our responsibility.

If we don’t do it, future generations will still have to do it, and they will still have to experience the pain.

Wei Ning returned to the prefect's mansion, went to his room, locked himself in, sat silently on the futon, and wiped the spear in his hand.

In my life, I am worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of the monarch, but I am worthy of my family.

I don’t know how to vent the frustration and anger in my heart, so let’s have a good fight!

I know what I did was wrong. I'm sorry for my uncle's instructions and my uncle's advice.

Let me be willful again, this time for no other reason than to kill, be it one person, ten or a thousand people, I should do something for you.

Otherwise, even if I return to Chang'an, I may be lost in this pain for the rest of my life.

I shouldn't have let you go, I should have gone by myself. I'm sorry, Brother Zhao, I was wrong.

Sorry uncle, I'm going to be disobedient again.

Sorry uncle, I am also a soldier!

I can't see the big picture like you do. I've lost friends and family members, and I still can't be indifferent and calm. My temper is still not tempered, and I am still very impulsive.

Wei Ning put on his Mingguang Armor little by little, hung a Hansteel sword on his waist, carried the Overlord's bow behind his back, and held the Overlord's gun.

The night is dark.

Call!

A loud slogan came from Weining's mouth, and the red general rushed towards his master madly.

It seemed to feel the enthusiasm of war, and it was extremely excited!

Wei Ning got on the horse and patted the horse's butt, "Good brother! I only have you! Let's go!"

The Red General flew through the dark night of Wuwei Street and arrived at the city gate in a short while. Wei Ning shouted sternly: "Open the city gate for me!"

(End of this chapter)