"Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-"

The sound of a majestic and low trumpet came from the end of the earth, which filled the entire earth, from far to near, resounding in everyone's ears. The air was filled with a tragic and desolate atmosphere. A solemn atmosphere of golden swords and iron horses rushed towards us. The hundreds of thousands of people who were whispering suddenly became quiet, and only the desolate trumpet sound was left in the world.

With hundreds of thousands of people looking into the distance, a thick black line appeared at the end of the sky, and dozens of black battle flags flew.

The black line became thicker and thicker, spreading across the earth, turning into a black color. Only the sound of powerful steps remained in the withered and yellow field. The crowd was silent, and the falling needle could be heard. Looking at this mighty teacher, a majestic teacher, and a victorious teacher, many people could not suppress their inner excitement and their faces turned red.

The sharp spear pointed to the sky, and the sharp sword shone with this dazzling light. The Nanchuan infantry soldiers with a firm and serious expression were lined up in an orderly infantry formation and advanced like a wall. A huge sense of oppression made hundreds of thousands of people welcomed breathe rapidly. The people's faces were filled with excitement, shock, fear... and so on.

On both sides of the huge infantry phalanx are cavalry units shining with steel. The cavalry are wearing black cloaks, wearing black cloaks, sabers, and black cavalry with their hands. They are riding on war horses with straight waists and murderous auras. These iron-blooded cavalry crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood are like knights from hell, which makes people dare not look directly at.

In less than a moment, the entire wilderness was covered by a huge black tide. Wherever the tide passed, there was a black ocean. The overwhelming black-armored warriors made the spies and spies hidden among the people frightened, and the onlookers were surging. These were their own troops!

Although it was not the first time that the Nine Young Masters, who had seen Lin Chuan's army, it was a long marching force. Now 80,000 soldiers were spread out, all over the mountains and fields. These soldiers who had experienced the baptism of war were fierce and powerful. When they formed a huge group, the shock they gave was indescribable.

The huge army advanced like a wall, like a sharp sword unsheathed, with a fierce murderous aura. Faced with such a steel army, no opponent could have the courage to fight. The air between heaven and earth seemed to be still, leaving only the sonorous steps of the soldiers and the rapid breathing of the people.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the military formation, and the sound was like thunder exploding from the plains, echoing between the sky and the earth, making people feel palpitations.

Boom!————————The huge four-corner square formation hit the ground, the earth trembled, the grass flew, and the sharp sword fell down, and a bright white light appeared, making people unable to open their eyes.

"Hu——" It was not until the military formation stopped that hundreds of thousands of people breathed a sigh of relief. The heavy and huge pressure just now made their chests feel stuffy and their breathing was not smooth.

Now looking at the huge black army standing in the wilderness, many people found that their backs were wet with sweat before they knew it.

"Mr. Jia, Lord Jia..." Zhou Jie, the commander of the Aokigawa Police Battalion, recovered from the huge shock and whispered to remind the white-faced consul Jia Hong.

"Ah," Jay Chou shouted several times, and Jia Hong recovered from the huge shock. Looking up, the Nanchuan Army had stopped moving forward.

"Mr. Jia, it's time for us to go up and greet them." Zhou Jie reminded.

"Okay, okay, go." Jia Hong seemed to have not recovered yet: "Play music--"

The band that had been prepared had begun to play welcome music. Only then did the people remember that they were here to welcome the Nanchuan Army, and the whole crowd suddenly began to boil again. After all, many people had never seen such a huge scene in their lives, which was destined to be a topic of conversation for many people to brag about for the rest of their lives.

"Akigichuan consul Jia Hong (Battleman of the Garrison Battalion Zhou Jie) and Akigichuan officials and the public welcome General Lin to Akigichuan."

Jia Hong and Zhou Jie walked forward together, stopped more than ten meters away from the military formation, and shouted loudly.

It’s not that they are unwilling to move forward, but that the more they face, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, and their legs are no longer in control. The consul, a scholar, Jia Hong, had never seen such a formation before, and his legs trembled.

The military formations separated, Lin Chuan, wearing black armor, rode out from the military formation surrounded by the generals and appeared in everyone's sight.

Lin Chuan was wearing black armor, a handsome young man, and the shining golden eagle badge on his shoulders gave him a more cruel glory. As the commander, he had the calmness and calmness that young people did not have. His cold face gave people a sense of power without anger.

Lin Chuan's eyes flashed across the mountains and fields to welcome the people. When he saw countless huge welcome banners, he felt more pride and pride in his heart. These were the dignity and honor that Nanchuan soldiers exchanged for their lives.

"Mr. Jia, Battalion Commander Zhou Qi, thank you for your hard work." Lin Chuan's eyes finally fell on the two Aokichuan chiefs and spoke slowly.

After hearing Lin Chuan's words, the two officials were moved after being stunned. Unexpectedly, Lin Chuan, who had more than 100,000 troops in his hand, knew their names. This respect made a warm current flow in their hearts.

When they raised their heads and looked at Lin Chuan surrounded by generals, they were even more shocked. They did not expect that Lin Chuan, who was rumored to be so young, would be so young. They sighed in their hearts: What a handsome general!

The dozens of war generals following Lin Chuan made them feel even more excited. These people looked resolute and serious, and they exuded a murderous aura all over their bodies. The eagle emblem shone and the stars shining.

"General Lin, we have arranged a camp and a banquet, and please go to the city to rest." Consul Jia Hong spoke respectfully.

"I'm working hard." Lin Chuan nodded slightly.

It is five miles away from the Aokichuan City Gate. I was still very moved by the two officials and the people who met Lin Chuan so far, so my attitude was very gentle.

"Let the fallen soldiers go first--" Lin Chuan turned around and ordered.

"No!" Lei Feng replied loudly, turned his horse's head and ran towards the rear of the military formation.

"The fallen soldiers first - the fallen soldiers first -" The sound of the thunderstorm came from afar.

When the consul Jia Hong heard Lin Chuan's words, he was shocked at first, and then he understood Lin Chuan's intention. He waved his hand behind him, and the band playing music stopped.

Amid the low sound of the trumpet, thousands of solemn black-armored infantry soldiers came slowly from the military formation with black urns. These urns contained ashes of soldiers who had died in battle for three months. Fighting fiercely for three months, forty-eight thousand soldiers were killed. This victory was really hard-won.

"What are they doing?" The people who were looking forward to it were talking, and for some reason, the soldiers holding boxes were the ones who came first.

"Soul Xi is back..." The warlock holding the soul-summoning sail walked in the front of the team, and a sad voice came out from afar.

Accompanied by the low sound of trumpets, everyone realized that the soldiers were holding the ashes of the soldiers who died in battle.

"Soul Xi Returns--" The warlock in charge of summoning the soul grew louder and louder. The soldiers in three columns held the urns and slowly moved forward along the avenue. Countless people on both sides of the avenue were inexplicably quieted down, and a tragic and sad atmosphere spread in everyone's heart.

"Soul is back--" As the warlock shouted, the originally sunny sky became gloomy, with a storm coming, and the cool breeze swept through, which was shocking.

"Soul is back!" This time, the shouting was made by countless Nanchuan soldiers shouting in unison, as if they were about to awaken the soldiers who died in battle. Hundreds of thousands of people held their breath and felt inexplicably heavy in their hearts.

All their comfortable lives were obtained by these frontline soldiers fighting bloody battles, and at this moment they were with these dead soldiers.

"Soul Returns--" The sound of summoning soul echoed between heaven and earth, and countless people whimpered in a low voice, feeling sad when they thought of the soldiers who died on the front line.

Following the urns of soldiers who died in battle were teams of Nanchuan soldiers with cold faces and firm steps. The broken battle flags were raised high. They drove through the people's vision in a row. The soldiers of Nanchuan were in full swing. The people wiped their tears while cheering excitedly. On this day, the people of Aokichuan experienced an unforgettable moment, spending their lives in sorrow and joy, and being proud of their own soldiers.

Lin Chuan walked slowly surrounded by the generals. When he saw Lin Chuan's cold and young face, the young girls among the onlookers suddenly went crazy and screamed loudly.

Lin Chuan rode slowly on the war horse, smiling and constantly waved to the cheering people. Lin Chuan's easy-goingness quickly brought the people closer, making them feel intimate.

Seeing Lin Chuan easy-going, the people who had already had a pot of slurry and had already ate their food hurriedly stuffed the prepared wine and meat into the arms of the soldiers. However, due to military discipline, the soldiers did not accept it. They just smiled and refused, and the entire marching team suddenly slowed down.

"Send the order and let the soldiers take it." Facing the people's hearts, Lin Chuan is not an inhumane person. How could he let go of the moment when the relationship between the military and the civilians so close.
Chapter completed!