My wife is number one in the world

"Your Majesty, we will meet each other if we are destined to meet each other. It is fate to meet each other. Take care!"

"Will you come back? I'll be waiting for you in Gumo!"

"Take care of yourself!"

"The army moves out!"

"Liu Mingzhi, can I go to Tianjing to find you?"

Liu Mingzhi sighed silently, and didn't answer. He led an army of 32 troops and left without a trace.

If you can't give others a future, don't leave illusions for others!

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Chapter 9 Twelve

"Master, look at Yumen Pass, we're back!"

Liu Mingzhi grabbed the reins of the horse and looked at the remains of Yumen Pass with equally excited eyes, and finally went home!

"Brothers, let's go home, let's go, the first one to pass through the Yumen Pass will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of silver!"

"Go home!"

"We're back!"

"We're back!"

The 30 troops galloped towards Yumen Pass, and they didn't care about the reward of ten thousand taels of silver, but the excitement of touching the land of their hometown cannot be understood by people who are not far away from their hometown!

The soldiers with superb riding skills rushed through the Yumen Pass, leaving enough space for the comrades behind them to grab the reins, and then rushed to roll on the sand.

The hundreds of thousands of soldiers behind them followed suit, thumping on the ground like a group of immature children.

Many soldiers grabbed the sand and put it in their mouths, not caring whether the sand was clean or not.

The soldiers at the entrance of the yellow sand burst into tears, their tears mixed with sand and dust, and they didn't care about it.

“Taste of Home!”

“It's the taste of home!”

With slightly moist eyes, Liu Mingzhi got off his horse, rolled some yellow sand into his mouth, and chewed it. He suppressed the grinding of his teeth and swallowed. He grinned as he watched the 30-strong army hopping all over the ground.

Ning loves a piece of soil in his hometown, and don't want ten thousand taels of gold in other places.

This is Han Jiaerlang's unique feelings and unique homesickness.

Returning fallen leaves to their roots is always an obsession of the Han family.

Liu Mingzhi glanced at Cheng Kai, Song Qing and the others: "When I return to the imperial court, I will write a letter to His Majesty to build a new city on the site of Yumen Pass. This new city will be the most powerful pass in the world!"

"There is a poem that advises you to drink more wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west! But there are [-] of our brothers lying in the Western Regions beyond the yellow sand. There are [-] heroic spirits under the yellow sand to protect every Han family who goes out, no matter how far you go, they are watching and guarding from the sky!"

Song Qing sighed melancholy: "The people of the Long March have not yet returned, so it is time to build a majestic pass to face the immortal monument of the Western Regions. Someday in a few years, I hope that future generations will remember that there was a group of people who abandoned Sprinkle blood on their heads and go to the Western Regions, so that they can live a more stable and worry-free life and sleep in other lands!"

"Marshal, what is a better name for this Xiongguan?"

"Yes, let's decide on a name first!"

"Jiayuguan, as for whether it can be confirmed, it depends on whether His Majesty can agree!"

"Jiayuguan, what a name!"

"Jiayuguan, the general likes this name!"

"Order the three armies, wear white silk around their waists, take the battle robes of the fallen brothers, and take them home!"

"The commander-in-chief has an order to wear white silk around the waist, take the battle robes, and take the brothers home!"

"The commander-in-chief has an order, wear a white silk around the waist, go to the battle robe, and take the brothers home!"

More than 7 people with burdens on their backs solemnly took off the packages on their backs, and carefully took out their battle robes and got on their horses!

Then everyone took out the white silk that had been prepared and tied it around their waists, and looked back at the setting sun outside Yumen Pass, as if there were [-] heroic spirits looking at them cheerfully in the sky!

"Brothers, let's go home!"

"Brothers, let's go home!"

"Brothers, let's go home!"

More than 30 people screamed and rushed towards Ganzhou, leading the way for the spirits of [-] soldiers!

Guide their way home!

When the 30 troops were within twenty miles of Ganzhou City, the scouts of Xiaoguowei in Ganzhou City discovered their whereabouts early.

When they reached the position ten miles away from the west gate of Ganzhou City, hundreds of riders rolled up smoke and dust and rushed towards the Western Expeditionary Army.

The leader is Xiaoguowei's general Dongfang Ming.

Liu Mingzhi's messenger had already rushed to Ganzhou City to go to the capital, and the news of the triumphant return of the Western Expeditionary Army was no longer a secret.

"Commander, this is the flag of Xiaoguowei General Dongfangming. General Dongfang has come out of the city to welcome us!"

Liu Mingzhi naturally found Dongfang Ming's banner, and nodded slightly: "Go, go and join Dongfang General!"

"Yes!"

"Woo..."

"Ha ha..........."

Dongfang Ming reined in his horse and looked up to the sky with a long smile, looking at Liu Mingzhi and others who were rushing towards him, as well as the 30 troops who were slowly on their way not far away.

Dongfang Ming saw at a glance that the 30-odd army was no longer as immature as it was when they first set out on the battlefield, and had all become truly elite soldiers.

With a cursory glance, the oncoming murderous aura was much stronger than that of Xiaoguowei under Ganzhou City's own command.

This is the aura tempered by the intertwining of blood and fire, which cannot be blocked at all.

It is no exaggeration to say that these 30 people went outside the city to do nothing, and just the kind of evil spirit coming to them could make a whole army unable to resist.

What makes Dongfang Ming's eyes hot is that the more than 30 troops all have one man and one horse, and some even have two horses per man. This is 30 cavalry.

For many years, the cavalry of Dalong has not been so strong. During the lifetime of Emperor Weihe, there were only more than 20 cavalry. Excluding the six guards of northern Xinjiang, not to mention the 30 troops under Liu Mingzhi's command have already surpassed that of the late emperor. The most powerful period has the number of cavalry!