I Am Supreme Chapter 220: One hundred thousand iron bones shut down the bones, you are still a deep boudoir dreamer!

What...what's this saying?

Is this another variant of death? !

What a terrible offensive, so sharp that I have nothing to say? !

"Yes!" Ji Lingxi was also a person of Yingwu, and he suddenly realized that he drew his sword in his hand with a bang, and said in a way of learning: "Sister Yue said well, if you dare to flash, I will kill myself! I've been menopausal! I'll just hit and die in front of you!"

Yun Yang's mouth twitched.

Here is another analogy, why don't you go to heaven if you are so capable...

But Yun Yang really didn't dare to do anything, he didn't dare to resist, he didn't even dare to dodge.

The two in front of me, one is mynah’s sister and the other is mynah’s fiancée, in case they really suffocated themselves in front of them...

Yun Yang shivered.

"Come on, just ask what you want to ask... I'm sure to tell you what I know, but there is still no way I don't know, and it's useless to force my life." Yun Yang's face was downcast.

A smile appeared in Yue Rulan’s eyes: "You know my problem, or only you in this world know."

Yun Yang groaned for a long while, and said: "I do know a little bit about this issue...but I can't say it here."

Yue Rulan said: "What?"

Yun Yang lowered his voice and said, "Sister Yue...Now it's only the end of the tragedy of the Quartet, but we may still be under the surveillance and control of the caring people at every moment, and those caring people... also I also want to know the answers to the questions you want to know. So we'd better not mention it. Wait until we get to the capital... to talk about it."

Yun Yang's expression is unprecedentedly serious.

Yue Rulan and Ji Lingxi believed immediately this time, coincidentally, they instinctively believed it subconsciously!

Yes, the nine statues just appeared strong and defeated the Dongxuan army. Those who targeted them must act on that day. It is natural for them to be monitored. You must know the enemies of the nine statues. It is the peak of the Profound Sky Continent, and the level of danger is even higher than the thunderous sky...

The behavior of the two of them today is really ignorant... Actually they are forced to ask questions at this time.

Fortunately, Yun Yang did not submit, in case...

It's so overhanging!

The two women nodded repeatedly, regretful and afraid of being sorry.

Yun Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed another level.

Speaking of being watched by Yunyun is obviously just Yunyang’s rhetoric. Of course, there is no shortage of possibilities in this area, but at least so far Yunyang has not noticed any abnormalities. If there are really interested people watching, just Yue Lingxi just revealed it. The information is already too much, enough for people to do it on the spot.

The most important reason why Yun Yang said this is that... Yun Yang hasn't figured out how to say it.

Just tell the facts, I believe the two women can't accept it.

But what should I say and how to do it...

Yun Yang's heart can be described as a mess, and after much thinking, he still can't make up his mind.

There is still a long way to go to Tiantang City.

There is more buffer time, or enough to think of a rhetoric for yourself, and figure out how to deal with it...

Yun Yang sighed in his heart, the road ahead is vast and bumpy!

Brothers...you left me with unexplainable questions...

I don’t dare to offend anyone...

What a fate!

……

Just after Yun Yang left Tieguguan.

The soldiers and horses of the Western Army who came to reinforce formally bid farewell to Fu Baoguo, the whole army returned and returned to the Western Front.

At this moment, each of the men of the Western Army carried at least one package on their backs, piled high on their backs; some even carried more than a dozen packages on their backs, and the whole army was like this. It's a spectacle.

Of course, there are soldiers who have no packages on their backs. All of them are wounded. They are all seriously injured and difficult to move. They are placed on the hundreds of carriages temporarily conscripted. However, even the wounded lying on the carriages are pregnant. There are still a few packages in there.

Because these packages are all the remains of my comrades in arms, my brothers, and my robe.

They don't want to put the bones of their brothers on the icy carriage. They would rather carry them on their backs like this, and take their brothers back!

They are all alive people, just like themselves, alive!

Sun Zihu looked at the soldiers and horses behind him, teardrops on his rough face.

The cold wind is still screaming, and the grandson stands on horseback, turning his head and looking back. It is clear that the return journey has already started, but he is reluctant to leave for a long time.

Because... 150,000 elite soldiers and horses of the Western Army came to reinforce, and now the battle is over, and I am finally going back.

But... the 150,000 brethren who came for reinforcements, at this moment, only 30,000 can follow him back!

No, the more specific number should be 29,653, less than 30,000!

Over 120,000 strong soldiers of the Western Army are all buried in front of the barrier!

"How do I explain to the brothers who are waiting for the Western Army..." Sun Zihu cried bitterly: "How do I explain to the commander... 120,000 brothers..."

"How do I explain to their family..."

"You are fighting for your country, and you sacrificed your lives here for the blood of men, but those of us who have survived are more infinitely bleak!"

"Brothers... the soul is back... we, we are home..."

"Brother, go home!"

Thirty thousand Western Army men screamed at the same time.

The cry was piercing, and the sad voice echoed over the battlefield. The clouds and mist in the sky were sluggish and the whirlwind was whistling. It seemed that the 120,000 souls were gathering, lining up the army, preparing, and following their brothers, to go home.

The desolate sound of the horn echoed in the snowy field for a long time, endlessly.

Thirty thousand western troops, all silent, silent all the way, along the way, apart from the sound of footsteps, horse hooves, and the occasional sound of healthy horses hissing, and the sound of flag waving, there was no more Someone said a word.

Only the queue is still tidy.

The footsteps are still majestic and vigorous. It seems that the brothers who have fallen asleep are still in the queue, traveling long distances with themselves, returning home.

They are still by their side and will never leave.

I, I seem to be able to hear their breathing and the strong smell of sweat on their bodies, the smell that I was least happy to feel in the past!

They are all silent like themselves, and they move forward silently, using their own footsteps to step on a majestic note!

Behind him.

Before the distant site of Tieguguan.

Fu Baoguo led all the remnants of the Eastern Army and lined up neatly.

"Salute! See you off for the brothers of the Western Army!"

Fu Baoguo shouted wildly, and all the Eastern Army raised their hands at the same time!

The gazes of all the members of the Eastern Front Army quietly stared at the distant figures of the Western Army team, raising their hands in salute, but they never let go.

The Western Army walked along like this, gradually moving away, and suddenly, someone in the line sobbed softly.

And this sad emotional atmosphere quickly spread across the army. After only a hundred breaths of time, the Western army queue was full of sobbing and choking sounds.

Sun Zihu continued to move forward in silence. If he didn't ask, his chest was almost exploding at any time. He was breathing heavily, and then forced to suppress it for a moment, but he couldn't bear it anymore, and he made a sudden noise. Screaming: "Why cry? Are you all babes? Brothers who died for the country's war, died well enough, they are all heroes! All heroes! Do heroes know! Why do you cry one by one? We should be proud! We have such good brothers, we..."

Speaking of later, the roaring voice of Sun Zihu stopped abruptly, as if torn abruptly, rolled off his saddle abruptly, lay on the ground, howling and crying, there was no image to speak of...

He grasped his chest, feeling his heart, where, it has been broken into pieces, heart and lungs hurt!

"If we died together, it would be fine... But there are many deaths and injuries, how do we go back and how to explain to the commander, the second is to explain to the commander, how do we face our own hearts..." /

The grandson was in tears.

But no matter what.

This way, we still have to go.

Go back, I will go back after all!

The commander heard that the battle was not going well, so Feiying informed him that he had sold all his assets and gathered all the money of the army; he would bring all his assets in exchange for the silver together. After the state subsidies, in the name of all the officers and soldiers of the Western Army, evenly distributed to the families of these dead brothers!

This is in line with Sun Zihu's understanding of his own general, but at the same time he also knows that the general is very biased in his estimation of the so-called unsuccessful war and the huge loss of manpower.

Because he asked with a heavy temptation in the letter: Brother 150,000, now there are still fighters, but there are still one hundred twenty thirty thousand? What is the battle damage? Why never get back?

Sun Zihu did not reply to the inquiry about this letter, because he really didn't know how to reply.

If you let the marshal know that he brought out the elite of the 150,000 Western Front Army, and eventually could follow him back, there would be less than 30,000!

Such a tragic battle, such a cruel reality. What kind of mood should the marshal be?

If he pours his anger on himself, then it’s okay to say that whether it’s beating himself beating and beating him, Sun Zihu has no complaints. He is afraid that his **** is like fire and he loves soldiers. Ruzi's handsome...Will he vomit blood on the spot and faint?

The tears in his grandson's eyes, and the blood in his heart.

Wait to go back, or wait to send the brothers back first, and then talk about the follow-up...

……

As soon as I entered the territory of the Yutang border defense, the towns along the way gradually became more and more dense.

Whether it is Yun Yang and others or the Western Army and others passing by, even if the route is not the same route, no matter which village or town gate they pass through, there are countless people waiting eagerly.

The waiting people include old people, children, women and children...

They prepared fragrant meals, boiled hot water, and only waited to see the army coming from a distance, they spontaneously stepped forward and gave the soldiers food, drinks, and clothes. Send them the best condolences they can currently give...

Someone also looked worried, and asked cautiously: "Junye...this...do you know how the Yutang Eastern Army's Third Corps is playing...my family's Saner is there...up to now, there is no letter. ...I know I shouldn't inquire about this. To fight for the country, I should not be afraid of life and death, but in my heart, I just want to have a thought..."

"General...Do you know the fourth iron cavalry? My husband is a centurion in the iron cavalry. He is now... Although no news is good news, there must be a certain news to be stable. ...You..." a beautiful young woman, with a big belly, asked nervously.

"General, do you know Liu Sanhu..." A pretty girl with a blushing face, rubbing her big braids: "I am his fiancee. My parents are old and have inconvenient legs and feet... slave... Just ask a big face, is he okay? I once promised him that I would get married when I came back..."

The girl's face is like a flower, her cheeks are flushed, her eyes are like water, she is ashamed and embarrassed, but she asks bravely. His eyes are full of longing... That is the longing of married life...

Yun Yang only felt a heavy hammer in his chest.

"My lord...do you know..."

"Military Lord, you know..."

"General, do you...know..."

Countless people approached cautiously, with a flattering look and anxious eyes......

They asked so humblely.

Even when they asked, their voices were shaking.

They are eager to know the answer, but their eyes are clearly frightened.

While eager to hear news from relatives, I am also afraid of hearing bad news back.

For these questions.

Yun Yang and the others were all silent, not knowing how to answer.

I just feel my heart dripping with blood...

Countless war veterans carrying packages on their bodies desperately hid the packages, hunched back and hid them in their arms.

"Victory... Dong Xuan has already been defeated and has fully retreated... News from your family will come soon... They are all good, they are all good for defending their homes and nations. Boy!" Yunhou came forward to appease: "There are too many people involved in the defense of the Eastern Front this time. We are really sorry, but I don’t know all..."

"Dear folks, stay safe, don’t worry, Ji people have their own celestial looks..."

"I believe your relatives will come back safely..."

When Yunhou said these words, he couldn't wait to slap his face fiercely. How hypocritical to say this!

Originally, the emperor's mind and approach were approachable. It was a compulsory course for the imperial children to buy people's hearts. Yunhou was no exception. But at this time, he took these words that were originally handy, like an arm's hand, and said it, what a heart-warming!

It turns out that being approachable is not a commendatory term. He is clearly one of the biggest empty heads!

On the Dongxuan side, almost 3 million people participated in the battle; and the Yutang side also dispatched more than a million people!

When the war is over, there are only less than 400,000 people left on the Dongxuan side, which is almost eleven. The Yutang side, the Eastern Army and the Western Army reinforcements all add up to Ma Jianghu, and there are fewer than 200,000 survivors. !

In other words~IndoMTL.com~ After this series of wars, four million people participated in the war, and only 600,000 people were alive.

The remaining three hundred and four hundred thousand...all are gone!

With such a terrifying proportion of casualties, who can guarantee that someone is still alive?

At this moment, the so-called comfort may be the greater devastation before learning the bad news. What can be more overwhelming than despair after getting hope? !

These folks who are fighting in the army, among the ten households... I am afraid there are at least seven or eight households. In the end, what is waiting is sadness and despair...

When I thought of this, everyone couldn't eat the delicious food delivered by the villagers.

I just feel that something is stuck in my throat, even though I have a strong heart, I still can't get into my throat.

Even my heart is torn because of pain...

Faced with those eyes full of expectation and listening to those cautious questioning, everyone felt that...I can hold on without crying on the spot, and I am already hard-hearted...

All the way back.

Along the way, all I face are like this.

A heart, torn time and time again, time and time again!

The army has gone far.

However, the people waiting at the intersection of villages and towns are still waiting there. They are fascinatedly looking at the road in the distance, looking forward to... looking forward to the next moment, their sons, brothers, and husbands... Pegasus came, with Zhengchen all over his body, and declared to himself: "I'm back!"

They are waiting...

Waiting...

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