Chapter 803: Use soldiers like clay and love them like children! If I can win the death of you all, I will have no regrets in this life!
"Everyone, run away! I have just sent the news that your Majesty is not going to attend the palace banquet but will go directly back to your mansion. Don't wait until your Majesty enters your mansion while we are not ready yet!"< br>
“Three pots of broth again! The night is already cold, don’t let the leaders of Guizhou who are waiting for you starve and freeze, let alone chill their hearts!”
“Torch Put it away, as I said during the previous victory, our Chang'an Palace does not need to rely on extravagance and waste to show off!"
The sky is dark, but the whole Chang'an Palace is full of joy! The scene of celebration.
Torches were lined up all the way from the entrance of Chang'an Jun's Mansion, lighting up the way back from Chang'an Jun's Mansion to the outside of Chang'an Township.
And in the north of Chang'an Township, a large number of Qin people coming from all directions were waiting at the entrance of Chang'an Township. It was so crowded in the north of Chang'an Township that you couldn't see the edge at a glance!
This even attracted the villagers of Chang'an Township to spontaneously support them along the road, using their flesh and blood to block all outsiders from the side of the road.
Suddenly, a loud shout attracted everyone's attention.
"Chang'an Jun! It's Chang'an Jun who has triumphed!"
Tens of thousands of eyes looked north, and they saw more than two hundred lights arranged in a neat queue, slowly coming towards Chang'an Township.
An old man could no longer control his emotions. He ran a few steps and knelt down on the roadside, crying sadly: "Thirty-seven years ago, my grandfather died at the hands of Zhao Jun. Twenty-seven years ago, my grandfather died at the hands of Zhao Jun. Two years ago, my father died at the hands of Zhao Jun. Fifteen years ago, my uncle and Zhongzi died at the hands of Zhao Jun. Three years ago, my eldest grandson, second grandson, and youngest son died at the hands of Zhao Jun."
"Leave only the old man. To live in this world is to seek revenge with one’s life but have no ability to go to the battlefield again!”
“Now, Lord Chang’an will destroy Zhao in one battle and avenge the blood of the old man!”
“ Such kindness will never be repaid by death!”
Led by the old man, more and more people knelt down on the ground, and the sound at the scene became more and more noisy, making it impossible to hear what they were saying.
The joy and relief of having a great revenge soared straight into the sky!
In the end, the noise of thousands of words condensed into a deafening cry:
"Thank you, Lord Chang'an, for your kindness! I will die to repay you!"
Such a crowd gathered. A generous and sincere thank you is enough to make anyone excited and then stand up and give a positive response.
However, they only waited for Ying Chengyu's sad voice: "Dismount!"
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, Ying Chengyu turned over and dismounted at the starting point of the road with torches, and then led him He took the reins of the horse at his side.
Many spectators realized that Ying Chengyu's horse was actually pulling a flat cart, and there were four coffins neatly stacked on the flat cart!
Behind Ying Chenglong, the Bafu, Guafu and other family soldiers all dismounted and took up their own prepared horses like Ying Chenglong, and their prepared horses were also like Ying Chenglong. Carrying the coffin!
The cries from the north of Chang'an Township gradually dissipated, replaced by a look of solemn sadness.
Under the gaze of pairs of eyes, Ying Chengyu walked silently to the entrance of Chang'an Township, and said with a slightly trembling voice: "In this battle, I, the son of Chang'an Township, have repeatedly defeated powerful enemies, rushed to the rescue of Baoze, intercepted pursuits, trapped and beheaded generals. The people of Zhao are trembling, and the people of Yan are frightened!"
"In this battle, I, the son of Chang'an Township, beheaded a total of 3,793 enemies, including 500, 39, and 2,500. There are eleven commanders, two captains, eight officers, and one prime minister!"
Unless necessary, Ying Chengyu will not lead his troops into battle.
Once Ying Chengyu leads his soldiers into the battle, it means that the situation has reached a critical moment when everything must be staked, and the soldiers under Ying Chengyu must be undertaking the most arduous combat mission.
Beheading 3,793 level enemy heads with a force of a thousand people is enough to make outsiders stunned.
The gold content and power of these heads can make people all over the world look at them!
But what is the price?
The sorrow in Ying Chengxuan’s voice could no longer be concealed, and the water in his eyes was crystal clear: "In this battle, thousands of men from Chang'an Township will accompany me on the expedition!"
"Today, I will take you with me. Two hundred and fifteen men escorted seven hundred and eighty-five men."
"Go home!"
On the battlefield, Ying Chengyu watched his family soldiers die in front of him without changing his expression. He would even ask other family soldiers to continue to follow him and charge into the battle, to fill the most brutal battle lines and fight with the most elite enemy troops.
But how can Ying Chengyu not be sad!
They are the son-in-law whom Ying Chengyu has watched grow up, the disciples whom Ying Chengyu has personally trained to become successful, and the arms on which Ying Chengyu dares to entrust his life!
However, in a tragic battle to destroy Zhao, a total of 785 soldiers died on the battlefield!
Ying Chengxuan remembered the names, hobbies, ambitions and family members of each family soldier, but at this moment he didn't know how to face the praying, anxious or desperate eyes of their family members.
Ying Chengyu could only lower his head like an ostrich to avoid those eyes, and personally pulled the corpses of the four soldiers who died helping him block the knife onto the land of Chang'an Township.
Bafu, Guafu and other family soldiers were already in tears, shouting hoarsely:
"Brothers!"
"Go home!! !”
Tens of thousands of foreigners who came to Chang’an Township to express their gratitude looked at this scene with tears streaming down their faces.
In a daze, they thought of their family members who also died on the battlefield and at the hands of Zhao people!
The sad atmosphere became more and more intense, and tens of thousands of foreigners and Chang'an villagers shouted in unison:
"The soul is back!"
A four-year-old The child broke away from his mother's arms and ran to Ying Chengyu. He looked up at Ying Chengyu and asked anxiously: "Your Majesty! What are you doing?"
Ying Chengyu The tip of his nose felt sour and he whispered softly: "Yao'er, I'm sorry."
"He..." Yao'er's father was lying on the carriage behind Ying Chengyuan, but Ying Chengyuan didn't know how to tell Yao'er this fact.
After looking around among the soldiers for a long time, Yao'er said with some disappointment: "Hasn't Aweng come back?"
Ying Chengyu's lips wriggled. After a few times, he could only whisper again: "Yao'er, I'm sorry."
Ying Chengyu prides himself on being good at lobbying, but he really doesn't know what he can say!
However, Yao'er raised his head, looked at Ying Chengxuan seriously and said: "E Aweng often told E that if your Majesty comes back to his hometown sometime but E A Weng does not return with you, I will let you practice literature and martial arts. I want to protect you on behalf of E A Weng!”
“Sir, where has E A Weng gone?”
“Why don’t E A Weng continue to protect you!”
Putting Ao'er into his arms, Ying Cheng was choked with sobs and couldn't speak!
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty! Your Majesty, are you crying?!"
A woman who looked to be in her thirties but was actually less than 20 years old hurriedly ran over, squatted down and said sadly but firmly: "Your Majesty, Ao'er is still young and bumped into you."
"Please don't take it to heart, Your Majesty."
Yao'er broke away from Ying Chengyu's arms, huddled in the woman's arms and said with a smile: "Mom, Your Majesty is crying!"< br>
The woman held the coat in her arms and looked at the coffin of the statue. Her voice had a touch of gentleness: "Eliang people often say that it is a blessing to be with Lord Chang'an for three lifetimes."
"Even if he risked his life, he still wouldn't be able to let the thief hurt a hair on Lord Chang'an."
"If Mr. Erliang can see you return home safely, you will definitely laugh heartily and drink the Three Lords even in hell!"
It didn't take long for Ying Chengyu to return home, but it was enough. Let the villagers of Chang'an Township confirm whether their family members have triumphed.
After all, there are really not many people who will follow Ying Chengyu in his triumphant return.
Looking at the weeping Ying Chengyu and listening to the words of Yao'er mother and son, all the Chang'an villagers who lost their loved ones in the war threw their hands in their hands and shouted sincerely: "It is truly a blessing to die to serve the Lord of Chang'an." What a blessing! ”
They may not be educated, but they are not stupid or blind.
They can see the changes that Ying Chengxuan has brought to Chang'an Township after he was granted the title of Chang'an Township, and they can also see Ying Chengxuan's kindness and even...respect to them!
Respect them as human beings, not as cattle and horses!
Except for Ying Chengyu, who else would care about their sacrifice?
Although they cherish themselves and their families.
But if one of their fathers, sons, husbands, or themselves and Ying Chengyu must die.
More than 99% of the villagers in Chang'an Township would choose to sacrifice themselves to save Ying Chengyu without hesitation.
The remaining villagers will also choose to sacrifice themselves to save Ying Chenglong after weighing the pros and cons!
They are willing to use their lives to repay Ying Chengyu's kindness. They also believe that Ying Chengyu will treat their family members left behind in the world well, and they will also ask for generous soil to treat themselves better in Huangquan!
Facing the blazing and sincere eyes, Ying Chengyu had a thousand words in his heart, but in the end he could only bow and hand over his hand: "If I can get you to die for me, I will have no regrets in this life!"
< br>Not daring to stay any longer, Ying Chengyu led the soldiers and robes, and embarked on the road home under the admiring and grateful eyes of the villagers on both sides.
It wasn't until Ying Chengyu saw the figure standing in the door of the mansion that Ying Chengyu could no longer control his emotions. He rushed into the door of the mansion like a gust of wind and held the figure in his arms.
“Concubine!”
Feeling the moisture on her shoulders, Mrs. Han’s eyes were slightly red.
With continuous gains and losses, more than two million dead souls from the seven enemy countries and ours are weighing on the shoulders of Ying Chengyu!
Over 70% of the soldiers died in this battle, which shows that the battle on the front line is extremely dangerous!
How could Mrs. Han not feel distressed?
Holding back tears, Mrs. Han gently patted Ying Chengyu's back and comforted her with a warm voice: "Okay, okay!"
"The beef stewed with radish is almost rotten! "
Ying Chengyu raised his head a little: "Beef?"
Mrs. Han said with a smile: "There happened to be a sacrifice today, so I sent the palace maid to get some beef."< br>
"Three little stars volunteered to cook this dish for my son. I wonder if it will suit my son's taste."
While speaking, Mrs. Han withdrew from Ying Chengyu's arms and smiled behind her.
Ji Wei, who had been waiting for a long time, ran to Ying Chengyu's side with her long legs, put her arms around Ying Chengyu's waist, and called out with sorrow in her voice: "Master, I am worried about you to death. !"
Gui Ling's legs were a little short, so he simply rushed with the ball and ran into Ying Chengyu's arms. He took out a piece of honey bean curd cake from somewhere with his right hand and stuffed it into Ying Chengyu's hand. He said: "My lord has not stopped and galloped all the way back home. Let's eat some pastries first to cushion the cushions."
Mi Tian started the earliest, but deliberately gave up the best position and walked around behind Ying Chengyu. , hugged Ying Chengyu from behind, and whispered softly: "Master, welcome back to the house."
In an instant, all the depression in Ying Chengyu's heart disappeared.
Looking at the three-week-old girl beside him, Ying Chengyu was silent for a few breaths and finally squeezed out a voice from between his teeth:
"I, my old wound has not healed yet!"
< br>Looking at the three girls who were in a hurry and Ying Chengyu who was grinning in pain from a distance, Mrs. Han showed a faint smile:
“Look, I’m alive.”
(End of this chapter)