In front, Zhang Jinyan also rushed over. Just as they were trying their best to fight the An army to the end, the horn of retreating troops sounded at the head of Xuanwu Pass. After hearing this, An army hurriedly retreated. Xuanwu Army chased and rushed to the bottom of Xuanwu Pass. An army retreated into the pass, closed the city gate, and arrows were fired on the city tower.

Only then did Zhang Jinyan order the army to be withdrawn.

Murong Xing's self-immolation happened too suddenly and it ended soon, and there were only a few people to see; in addition, the An army retreated, the Xuanwu army was desperately chasing, so they ignored this scene on the official road; after the battle, the Xuanwu army welcomed one cart after another load of food into the camp, cheering and roaring.

Only Li Hanyao got off the car at that time.

Because she saw An Jun, who was holding Murong Xing hostage, fainted, she guessed that there must be medicine hidden on her body. Li Hanyao did not dare to be careless and asked someone to cover her mouth and nose with a wet cloth. She went forward to extinguish the fire on Murong Xing's body. It was burned to black. She held back her tears and transported the body into the camp, asked someone to raise firewood and continue to burn it to ashes.

Li Hanyao understands Murong Xing’s intentions:

Although I never dressed up in exquisite costumes in the past, I was a simple and elegant person. Now I am burned like this, how can I put on and collect them?

Where is it buried again?

There was no place for her in the Murong family's ancestral tomb, and it was not convenient to bury the Li family's ancestral tomb. It would be better to burn it into ashes and put it in a nanmu box - the box they used to pack food on the road this time when they went out - clean and elegant, and took it back and scattered it in Huangshan, allowing her spiritual soul to wander among the wonderful peaks and waters of Huangshan every day, drifting with the clouds and mists of Huangshan; and it was adjacent to Li Qingyang, which must be in line with her wishes, so Li Hanyao did this.

Murong Hui arrived later and saw only a nanmu box containing a box of dust. He also felt that this was the best place for his grandmother, so he had no objection and just knelt down silently and kowtowed respectfully to the box.

Li Hanyao waited for him to bow and put the box in his luggage so that he could have the energy and energy to pay attention to the war. When he heard the thunderous sound of joy around him, he hurriedly asked, "Is there a great victory?"

Murong Hui nodded and said, "Yes." Seeing her eyes red, she whispered: "My sister should take care of herself. Now is not the time to be sad. This battle cannot be finished for a while. I don't know when it will be spent-" Suddenly, a woman came over and hurriedly changed her name - "Girls must cheer up."

Li Hanyao listened to this.

The sad she is, the hatred she is.

If this revenge is not avenged, is she still Li Hanyao?

The visitor was Liang Chaoyun's disciple Fuling. Before, Li Hanyao and others were placed by her. This area was all women's tents.

Li Hanyao asked, "Have you withdrawn? Why is it so fast?"

Fuling first looked at her carefully before saying, "I'm leaving the army. Is it okay for a girl? Don't be too sad. Some people fight this battle, and death and injury are inevitable. Girls should hold on." She actually spoke to Murong Hui.

Li Hanyao nodded and said, "I'm fine. Thank you girl. General Huo and the others are back. Where are you now? I want to see them."

In fact, she wanted to see Wang He.

Fuling said: "In the Central Army's tent."

Li Hanyao said: "Please take us there, girl."

Fuling said, "I can't leave, so I'll ask someone to take the girl there."

Countless wounded soldiers in the army were waiting for her to treat, and she was so busy that she hit her heel. Because Li Hanyao and the others were not afraid of hardships and transported food and grass, Murong Xing died again. She was particularly grateful and admired, so she squeezed out her free time to settle them.

Fuling called a lame wounded army and explained it to him. Li Hanyao and Murong Hui went with him.

On the way, Li Hanyao asked about the battle situation again.

"Why is it over so soon?"

"The enemy saw that the situation was over, so he called out the gold medal to withdraw his troops."

"You mean, it's not that we defeated the enemy, but that the enemy retreated on its own initiative?"

"It was us who defeated the enemy and the enemy retreated."

The lame wounded Jun explained carefully.

Li Hanyao was filled with suspicion and wanted to say "that's different", but she looked at the lame wounded soldier and shut up. What's the use of telling this person? Let's talk to someone who can do things. For example, Wang He.

Along the way, I passed by several places and unloaded grain: it was afternoon, the sun shining and it was warm. A large piece of open land in the camp, and large grain transport trucks came in, and the hired workers and the imperial guards were busy transporting grain bags, baskets, jars and other various utensils.

Unload one, and walk one.

Come and unload another one.

Someone else distributed food to the soldiers on the spot. The soldiers received the food, but they didn't go far, and sat together and ate, commenting on the battle just now, as well as the deliciousness of the food and the difficulty of transportation; Xiao Ding, Tian Yuan and other children were enthusiastically helping with the distribution, delivering food and water, and answering the soldiers' questions - as executors who raise food and grass, their explanation is undoubtedly the most reliable.

When the children arrived at the frontier and the battlefield, they were in awe of war instincts, and were full of admiration for the soldiers, and they all asked about the stories of war.

Everyone laughed and said, "What's there to say about this! You fight every day, where can you start? As long as you stay here, you can see it yourself."

Xiao Ding hurriedly said, "No, I want to ask my brother what you eat." He was full of respect and prepared to listen to an inspirational story.

Everyone looked at each other and laughed, very mysterious.

Tian Yuan urged itchy: "Let's say it quickly." He thought it would be wonderful if they dig something from the ground or grab food from the enemy.

The military man looked squinting and said with a squinting eyes, "Eat meat!"

"Careful, where can I eat meat?"

"Don't you say that there is no food?"

"Eat the enemy's meat!"

"Brother is really good at telling jokes."

"I didn't joke. I've eaten human flesh for several days. Hahaha..."

Xiao Ding and others really believed it.

Tian Yuan dried saliva, and although he didn't make a fuss, he grabbed Lu'er's hand without knowing it, and clenched it tightly; Lu'er also leaned against Tian Yuan, and the two supported each other. They had killed people, but they were uncomfortable when they heard about eating people. Imagine the cooking process, and a feeling of indescribable in their hearts was unsatisfactory or disgust. However, they knew that the soldiers did not do evil in nature to eat human flesh, but love was necessary; this was not only a suffering for them, but also a great courage. Therefore, they looked at the soldiers with deep admiration.

The young men were very passionate and were confused and bold, so that they would not be troubled by morality, human nature, etc., and thought that this was the best counterattack against the enemy; Xiao Ding praised: "It's a real hero! Big brother, is human flesh delicious?"

He asked the doorman.

The military man looked at the children's unfair and respectful eyes, and the fear and sin that had been entangled for several days were washed away: if he could get the respect of these children, he would save his life and send food to save himself, what is eating human flesh?

He smiled and said, "You kid, you are so detailed, do you want to taste it? I advise you not to taste it. The enemy's heart is black and the meat is smelly!"

All the soldiers laughed loudly.

Xiao Ding shouted strangely, "Oh, my brother has been suffering. Come on, eat a snack and sweet mouth, and forget the smell."

He stuffed a piece of snack into the mouth of the doorman.

The military man on the door opened his mouth and his throat was so hot that he was a little blocked. After swallowing for a few seconds, he couldn't swallow it. After eating, he smiled and said, "It's still the taste of this snack. I'm so big and I'll eat it for the first time." He pointed at Xiao Ding and said, "He is about the same age as my son."

Xiao Ding hurriedly changed his words to call him "Uncle".
Chapter completed!