The wife of two taels of silver

Under the cover of night, the burning matches made crackling sounds.

Gu An stroked the paper in his hand. Because he had read it too many times, the creases of the paper were a little rough.

"Gu'er, take out the letters from your wife and children and read them again." Zhang Haixu teased Gu An.

Gu An smiled, which was rare for him, and said, "I didn't expect that my child would write to me. I want to read it several times."

When Zhou Jun returned to the barracks, the first thing he did when he saw Gu An was to hand him the letter.

When Gu An heard that Lin Haitang was shot and her child was born prematurely, the frown under his mask never relaxed.

Gu An opened the envelope and saw three pieces of letter paper. Lin Haitang's writing was very simple, with only six words. When he saw the letter written by Gu Mo and Gu Zhilan, Gu An was a little excited.

The handwriting of the two children was very neat, filling up a whole page. The writing was very beautiful, and there was not a single typo in the whole article. Looking at these letters, Gu An felt his heart filled with joy.

Blood ties transcend distance and bring love to loved ones.

Lin Haitang gave birth to the same child and named him Gu Chen. Gu An didn't know what opportunity made her change her mind. He felt a little strange about Lin Haitang's decision to give birth to the child.

Although I have already been a father, I still feel the joy of being a father again when I know I have another child.

Gu An knew that he owed Lin Haitang and the children a lot. Lin Haitang married him and gave birth to his children, but he chose to escape, and he had been running away for so many years. He had neither fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband nor his responsibilities as a father.

Gu An still feels guilty towards his mother. He was not by her side when she passed away. He did not fulfill his filial duties by her bedside, and he also did not fulfill his responsibilities as a son.

"Once we defeat these damn Huns, we can go home and celebrate the New Year." Song Buwei sighed, stood up and drank a big bowl of wine.

Song Buwei clenched his right fist and punched Gu An on the shoulder: "Boy, congratulations on becoming a deputy general!"

Gu An killed another Hun general and was promoted to a lucky general.

Gu An picked up the wine bowl and clinked it with Song Buwei's bowl. He used so much force that some wine spilled out.

The moon on the grassland is bright and round, and the wind rustles through the grass, adding a touch of mystery to the dark night.

Gu An lay in his tent, covering his face with the two children's letter papers. The smell of ink was gone.

Maybe the moon is too round tonight, Gu An feels a little homesick.

Winter is coming again, and it is a new year.

Even during the New Year, the soldiers didn't have anything good to eat. They only had two more buns than usual. But even so, everyone was still very happy. No one could hold two steaming hot buns in their hands and finish one in two bites.

Gu An took a sip of hot water and glanced at the letter on the table.

There were five of them, filling the entire table.

The two pieces written by Gu Mo and Gu Zhilan were obviously damaged, and it was obvious that they had been read many times.

Today is New Year's Eve, and I don't know what the situation is like at home. Gu An thought as he touched the letters one by one.

Winter passed and spring came, the grass grew and the birds flew. During this time, they fought many times with the Huns.

The Huns were despicable and sneaked into the city of Yixi and abducted several girls. The Kang Dynasty soldiers were furious and defeated the Hun army, but the girls still died and were thrown outside the city gate.

That night, General Zhao Hongwei was so angry that he chopped a huge rock into pieces.

The Xiongnu had a new general, the Chanyu's eldest son Hu Yantao. He was not the same kind of person as Hu Yantuo. Hu Yantao was brave, resourceful, and had great kung fu skills. Zhao Hongwei had also suffered a lot of losses at his hands.

In general, the Kang Dynasty won more than it lost, but Zhao Hongwei knew that the battle was becoming increasingly difficult.

It was March, the weather on the grassland was still cold, and the battle had lasted for many days.

The war started again. Gu An fought with the Hun soldiers around him. He saw Song Buwei being knocked off his horse by Hu Yantao and hurried over to rescue him.

Song Buwei was pulled up, and the two of them started fighting the Hun soldiers with their backs to each other.

Hu Yantao's big knife pressed tightly against Song Buwei's knife, forcing his legs to bend continuously.

Gu An deflected Hu Yantao's broadsword, and on the other side, a Hun soldier attacked Gu An's legs.

"Ah──"

Gu An cried out in pain, knelt on the ground with blood flowing.

Gu An gritted his teeth and endured it, but he still made a hoarse sound even though he was dying.

"Gu'er!" Song Buwei shouted, and rushed over to beat Hu Yantao back. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Gu An's legs.

Song Buwei was furious. He carried Gu An on his back and led him to fight his way out of a bloody path.

He put Gu An on the horse's back, climbed on the horse, and ran out of the encirclement with Gu An.

Gu An fell into a coma and when he woke up, it was two days and two nights later.

"Deputy General Gu, are you awake? I'll go call the general!" The doctor who was taking care of Gu An was a little excited and ran out quickly.

Gu An wanted to sit up, but when he tried to push, he felt severe pain in his legs. He gritted his teeth, gasped, and supported himself with his hands to sit up.

"Gu'er!" Zhao Hongwei started shouting before he even came in.

Seeing Gu An sitting up, he quickly took two steps and helped him up: "Your leg is not healed yet, be careful."

Gu An looked at his legs and tried to move them, but felt a piercing pain.

"General, my legs..." Gu An licked his cracked lips, feeling frightened. He couldn't lift his legs.

Zhao Hongwei tilted his head and sighed, "Ah, Gu'er, I won't hide it from you. You'll find out sooner or later. I'm afraid your legs won't be able to stand up anymore."

Gu An pinched his thigh hard and tried to lift it up, but he still couldn't lift it up. All he could feel was pain.

After a long silence, Gu An calmed down and asked, "Is there really no other way?"

Zhao Hongwei looked at Gu An with a heart full of pity, but he was helpless: "Gu'er, I found the best doctor in Yi Xicheng."

"Gu'er!"

"Gu'er!"

When Song Buwei, Wang Yao and Zhang Haixu heard that Gu An had woken up, they hurried over.

Looking at Gu An's expression, they also understood that Gu An already knew. Everyone's face was heavy. Song Buwei patted Gu An's shoulder, his eyes red: "Brother, I'm sorry for you! If it wasn't for saving me, you wouldn't be like this."

Gu An shook his head. "Brother Song, this is not your fault. I should also thank you for saving me, otherwise I would not be able to survive."

As soon as Gu An finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed and they turned their heads away.

Gu An sensed something was wrong and looked at them. He had a bad feeling and asked, "Where's Wei Bingchuan? Why isn't he here?"

Wang Yao's eyes were red, and his rough voice was choked with sobs as he said, "Wei Zi, he died!"

Everyone felt heavy-hearted and gritted their teeth.

Countless people die on the battlefield every day, but no one is used to it.

Gu An's leg was injured and he could not go to the battlefield, so he could only recuperate in the army. He really couldn't stand up, and at the end of April, he was in a wheelchair.

There haven't been many battles recently, and even when they were fought, the Huns were defeated.

The Chanyu was seriously ill, and his sons were fighting among themselves for the throne.

In May, the Xiongnu submitted a letter of surrender to the Kang Dynasty.

The Xiongnu promised to pay 100 million taels of silver as compensation to the Kang Dynasty, return the cities they had previously occupied, and send a princess as a marriage partner.

The emperor agreed, and the war, which had lasted for six years, ended.

On the eighth day of May, General Zhao Hongwei returned to the capital.