Chapter 847 Hopeless City (115)
Madin was on his feet the next day.
Whether he is feeling well or not is another matter. The main reason is that he wants to go back as soon as possible.
He really couldn't stay in this place where the cold wind was blowing and the soldiers were fierce and powerful. In addition to the unbearable environment, there was also a psychological gap.
No one from the city would feel guilty when seeing this bloody scene in front of them.
The people here are full of energy, as if they are fearless, and they can laugh off no matter how serious the injury is. But for him, a small fever and cold almost killed him.
Before coming here, he was proud of his gorgeous and dazzling service. Everything he had was given by these people. He even felt that he should not have any flesh.
The soldiers returned to the city, which was a huge scale.
More than a thousand soldiers gathered quickly, and more than a hundred horses and horses set off at the same time. Each of them carried a small package on their shoulders, where were all their belongings over the years.
The journey back to the city takes half a month.
The journey was long, but fortunately it was all plains without mountain roads. I was on the road but I am also a strong man, so I traveled faster than expected.
Halfway through the journey, we stayed in place to rest that night.
A letter that was delivered quickly was handed to Mai Ding. It was still cold in the tent. The man shivered and read the contents of the letter by the candlelight. After reading, he frowned slightly.
He looked at the person who sent the message, with a little doubt in his voice.
"This is written by the emperor himself, asking you to send it to me?"
The messenger took out the sign that symbolized his identity and handed it to Mai Ding.
"The subordinates are the messengers around the emperor. The contents of the letters are the emperor's orders. There is another one here that you need to forward to the general."
The letter was delivered and the messenger rode off.
At this time, it was dark outside. Listening to the sound of horse hooves, Mai Ding opened his letter again and read it carefully.
His brows never relaxed from beginning to end. "Guanyun City..."
Didn’t this city give up long ago...
He silently put away the envelope, looked at the letter placed aside, picked it up and squeezed it in his hand. There should be only a thin piece, which was written by the emperor to Zhou Ye.
Facing the dim candlelight, the man pondered for a long time.
Finally, he got up and walked out of the tent, looking at the piles of bonfires not far away, and immediately found Zhou Ye sitting outside.
A woman, always dressed in a heavy black military uniform, is always the most conspicuous one in the crowd.
He walked over and handed the envelope to her.
"This is a letter sent by the Emperor, asking me to deliver it to you."
Zhou Ye glanced at him hesitantly, but opened the letter in front of everyone.
Mr. Lu Qi beside him was still chatting loudly with the person opposite.
The atmosphere around the campfire has always been good. The closer we get to home, the more smiles appear on everyone's faces. They all have the most simple and simple hearts. The urgency to go home is written on everyone's faces.
"Look, everyone, what Hanhan is doing!"
Everyone's eyes turned to the man in the corner, as if his little thought had been exposed. The usually silent man shyly put the things in his hands into his arms, with a smile on his dark face, and kept talking. Cover your face with your hands.
"I'm sorry! Does your future wife know that you are going home?"
Han Han shook his head shyly.
"She doesn't know."
“I hold that woman’s stuff every day and look at it, and you’ve rubbed off the color on it!”
(End of chapter)