In danger, he traveled through time to save her, and the black-bellied prince doted on her

"Awoo..." Dozens of green eyes stared at the corpse, wanting to pounce on it and bite it. It was difficult to find food in winter, and the wolves kept howling, and whimpering could often be heard.

The north wind blew and the blizzard howled, thick smoke covered the sky, bonfires burned all night long, and flags angrily welcomed the loyal souls, fluttering towards the beautiful Yinling Mountains of Zhongnan, Sheng'an.

Every inch of the flames illuminated the grief-stricken faces. The only 3,500 remaining Flame-killing Army soldiers were strong and stern, holding back their tears. Those who were seriously injured still insisted on seeing their brothers off for the last time.

Looking at the brothers who were still looking forward to returning home a few days ago, they did not even leave a letter home, and have turned into brave and loyal souls, surrounding them.

It was as if he could touch their hot blood with his hand. The blood on the golden sword in the box was still wet. The white snow had soaked his clothes, but it felt like mountains and seas falling on his shoulders.

Li Huaijin was in a heavy mood. He looked towards the direction of Sheng'an. The wine bowl in his hand rippled and merged into rivers and seas. The momentum of the overturned rivers and seas led them back to their hometown.

"Your heroic spirits are still here. You were brave when you were alive and famous when you died. You sacrificed your lives for the country. Your loyal souls will never be forgotten. Follow my call and return your souls to your hometown. Don't become ghosts in a foreign land. I will report to the emperor and let each of your families benefit from his grace. I will provide you with food and clothing every year and a monthly stipend to comfort your hearts. Now I respectfully offer sacrifices, and I hope you will appreciate them. May your heroic spirits return to your hometown, and your souls return to your homeland!"

The year passed with the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze brought warmth to Tusu. However, they did not wait for the day to drink Tusu and replace the old talismans with new ones.

The rich aroma of wine fell on the flags with the biting cold wind. The soldiers, who seemed to be dead wrapped in horsehide, took a last look at their brothers. They took a sip of Tusu wine to ward off the "evil spirit" that blocked their return home, bowed and said goodbye to their brothers, and followed the flag of Sheng State to advance towards Zhongnan Mountain against the wind.

The heroic spirits return home, their souls return to their hometown!

Xu Ping'an held the amulet tightly and returned to his hometown with his mother's expectations. He told his military father that he would inherit his father's aspirations and become a general who would protect his people and fight to quell rebellions.

Zhang Huai held in his hand the wooden hairpin that was as bright as the morning glow. They were thousands miles apart and could share the beauty of the full moon. He walked on the full moon and landed in the thatched cottage to take a last look at his newlywed wife.

In the darkness, one could vaguely see Li Huaijin's tears. He could not cry, and could not show the slightest weakness. He had to take responsibility for the people and save the world from years of war, bones exposed in the wild, soldiers wrapped in horsehide, and bones cooked like corpses.

The living can never understand the pain of the dead. Throughout history, few men have ever returned from the battles. They were people of flesh and blood, soldiers who had never heard of the dish of Hun Yang Mo Hu, and sons of the people who faced the earth.

The one who can do the greatest good in saving the world is the son of the people, not the emperor who indulges in the harem, indulges in extravagance and debauchery, favors eunuchs, plays power games, and allows treachery to run rampant.

In this battle, the Qingque tribe lost 10,000 troops and the Shi army lost 3,000.

The victory of the Killing Flame Army was largely due to the contributions of the soldiers. They were rewarded according to their merits. At the celebration banquet, although everyone looked solemn, the survivors had also tried their best. After winning the battle, they had to drink and eat meat.

Qiqige brought a few people and brought many barrels of kumis. This was all Mu Jinan's instructions in advance.

Li Huaijin shook her head. She had even prepared all these. Her heart was heavy with grief, but her voice was as loud as a bell. She was grateful and encouraged the soldiers:

"You have fought bravely, charged into battle, and shot every arrow without missing a beat. You have the courage to defeat ten thousand men. In this battle, we defeated the enemy with a small force, and every soldier has made an invaluable contribution. Today, we have all the captives in our hands. Let's drink and eat meat to our heart's content. I will drink first."

Zhao Ji and others sitting on one side raised their arms and shouted: "This battle will definitely be a good opportunity for us, the Killing Flame Army, to become famous. We will get a lot of surrendered soldiers. In this grassland without a single wall, 5,000 will defeat 83,000. It is more impressive than taking over two cities."

Xue Xiang held the wine glass, and seemed to be drunk even before drinking. The cold wind blew on his rough cheeks, and his bronze skin made him look even more masculine in the dark night.

"Your Majesty, Prince Liang, you have come up with a series of brilliant ideas and set up the Six Killing Formation to break this deadlock. You are truly a man of great talent."

Zhao Ji pulled Xue Xiang's sleeve. Before Xue Xiang could react, a cold light fell on his face:

"You are drunk, how dare you address the prince by his name."

Xue Xiang immediately stopped talking, as if what he said was not wrong, and hurriedly bowed to apologize. He used to think that the prince had a strange temper, but since Mu Jinan appeared, the prince's stern face seemed to have softened a lot.

Gu Wenxuan sat aside, thinking about the sentence "Snow is lonely and power imprisoned me", feeling vaguely uneasy and confused.

Alinchu sat next to Yunchi. Both of them were injured and did not dare to drink.

Li Huaijin smiled lightly: "It's okay, just two words."

From the crowd came: "We won, go for it!"

Zhang Zhenguang was grateful to Mu Jinan for saving his life, and rushed to Youzhou to find a doctor. Today should be his celebration banquet.

The soldiers sitting in the distance were already wearing thick cotton clothes.

"cheers."

"Drink more. I'm on duty tonight."

“We should be able to return home soon.”

"We all joined the army to defend our country and died bravely. Following King Liang, we have his protection. Only the prince regards us small soldiers as generals and lives up to our loyalty! In this life, I will only be loyal to the prince and follow King Liang."

"Today I saw the princess stand up for a little soldier like us and save his life."

"Yes, I saw that, too."

"I also gave him a beast-faced helmet, but he can't wear it now because his head is a little too small."

"Haha, his name is Bai Danggui, and he carries gunpowder with him."

The man turned around to look at Bai Danggui, with a slightly childish face and a slight smile. He wore a beast-faced helmet that shone golden in the dark night, and walked towards Xue Xiang with an awe-inspiring manner:

"I've met my lord."

Xue Xiang was drunk. He touched his beast-faced helmet and looked at the two short swords tied around Bai Danggui's waist. He looked like a great general. He smiled and said:

"Bai Danggui, you are young, so you should drink less."

Bai Danggui handed the wine bowl to Xue Xiang and added more wine for him. He seemed to understand the ways of the world. Many people in the army who were older than him protected him. Bai Danggui said:

"Sir, I want to find my brother. He has come to the grassland. His name is Bai Xuhai. Can you help me find him?"

Xue Xiang remembered what he had said to Chang Sheng, one was looking for his sister and the other was looking for his brother.

Chang Sheng was a hero for protecting the banner, and Bai Danggui was a hero for daring to use gunpowder at such a young age. His superior would certainly help him:

"Okay, I'll take you to see the prince."

Several people came to Li Huaijin. Seeing how frail Bai Danggui looked, Li Huaijin tore off a large piece of mutton for Bai Danggui. Bai Danggui was about to kneel down when he was stopped by Li Huaijin, who asked:

"Why do you have gunpowder?"

Bai Danggui said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I exchanged it with the alchemist with silver. If I am too weak to defeat the enemy, I will use gunpowder."

Li Huaijin saw that Bai Danggui was very smart and looked somewhat familiar.

Xue Xiang said: "He said his brother's name is Bai Xuhai."

If he is in the grassland, he may be among the slaves. We will register him in the near future. Let Su Heyan check. Li Huaijin said, "I will send someone to check it out. You just wait for the news."