Marshal, your wife is trying to die again

They are not stupid, but after thinking about it for a while, they realized that it might be really difficult, otherwise they would have found it long ago relying on the power of the Governor's Mansion.

At eleven o'clock, the gunfire sounded again, eleven times.

Xiang Xi withdrew his emotions and focused on the situation below.

The guards started to move, walking first, and the one sitting on the horse was Lin Feng.

The first ones to come out were the infantrymen. Each of them had serious faces, and every step was full of strength. Just looking at them from a distance, one could feel the strong killing spirit on their bodies.

This kind of killing spirit represents protection and security. Every family that has suffered from war can't help cheering when they see it.

The rest are cavalry, the horses are shiny and energetic, and each horse has a snow leopard totem made of metal tied to its head.

The warriors driving them also straightened their backs, and their bodies didn't shake at all.

The last is the film group. They didn't wear uniforms, and they were all covered in black, including their heads, with only two eyes exposed.

They walked behind quietly, without a sound, like ghosts.

But Xiang Xi knew that each of them carried no less than a hundred kinds of hidden weapons, all of which were made by the skilled craftsmen that Ji Xiuyuan had collected over the past few years.

As for the drawings, he was the only one who provided them. When Xiang Xi knew this, he was quite surprised.

But everyone has a past, no matter what the past is, since he didn't mention it, Xiang Xi has no reason to inquire about it.

Under the leadership of Lin Feng, they walked out from the gate of the Governor's Mansion, crossed the main street, and arrived at the clock tower in the city center.

Ji Xiuyuan stood on it, and when all the guards arrived at twelve o'clock, they would strike twelve bells.

This bell tower has been around for more than 1000 years. According to legend, in the past, the best troops in Suizhou were also here. The marshal rang the bell before heading to the battlefield.

This is a ceremony that is needed by the common people and by the army as well.

There were cheers on the road, no matter whether they were high-ranking officials or nobles or poor beggars, they all had great excitement on their faces, which was a kind of strong hope for life.

Who doesn't want to live a good life without war, but this kind of thing is not something that ordinary people can stop.

Now Ji Xiuyuan stood up as a representative. As the people of Hepu, they are willing to let their outstanding sons participate in this great mission to end the war and usher in peace.

Some people almost shed tears on the spot when they saw their children, and they couldn’t hold it back. Suizhou pays attention to not shedding tears during Chinese New Year, but it’s not yet New Year’s Eve, so you can pour out your emotions as much as you want.

Soon, at exactly twelve o'clock, all the guards assembled in front of the clock tower.

Ji Xiuyuan stood on the top, unable to see his face clearly, Xiang Xi fell in the crowd, and together with Dongxue Chunxia, ​​he also looked up at the top.

"Ji Jiajun."

Ji Xiuyuan's voice is not loud, but it has a powerful force that penetrates everyone's eardrums and reaches the bottom of their hearts.

"To!"

The magnificent roar was deafening.

"Target?"

"Unify Suizhou and be invincible!"

As soon as the voice fell, cheers and roars resounded from the audience. Faintly, such voices joined together and spread all the way to the outside of the city.

An excited expression also appeared on Xiang Xi's face. It was many years later when she heard about the soldiers in her previous life.

The scale of the show is huge, but when it comes to the degree of shock, those old people still think that the first three years are the most unforgettable.

No nonsense, coming up is the goal.

Last year it was Hepu, this year it is Suizhou.

No one will doubt that Ji Xiuyuan can't do this, he is their god and their hope!

Such unanimous belief of the whole people always made her feel an inexplicable power.

She thought of a book she read many years ago, about the power of faith.

There is no author, but Xiang Xi has no way to forget every word written in it.

But at the time, although she felt that the writing was very good, she still didn't believe it. When the war came, there would be no real gods coming down to help.

In the end, you still lie to yourself.

But today, she seemed to see this kind of power happening in front of her eyes as if it had substance.

Xiang Xi's heart throbbed with the ringing of the bell.

No matter how many regrets and dangers there are in her life, she is still lucky. Resurrection is a gift from God, and she will not let it down.

After the twelve bells rang, the noon sun just fell on the roof of the bell tower, and the snow had not yet melted.

They complement each other and are golden.

The counting of soldiers was not over yet. All the guards went around the main city area until two o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, Xiang Xi was eating Xiaolongbao on the side of the street with Dongxue and the rare spring and summer.

The stall owner was very excited, and said with a smile while steaming the buns, "I am happy today, and each person will add two more."

When Dongxue and Chunxia heard it, they were immediately overjoyed, and quickly thanked the boss sweetly.

"You are from Jifu, tell me, what kind of person is the young commander?" The boss saw the uniform on Xiang Xi's body and knew their origins, so he couldn't help asking.

Although the Ji family has a special status in Hepu, Ji Xiuyuan clearly requested that no special treatment is allowed, so even if the boss doesn't want money for meals, it's not allowed.

This kind of operation has virtually brought the relationship between the Ji family and the common people closer.

"Of course the young commander is the same as he saw today, no change, no matter when, he is wise and mighty!" Dong Xue said immediately.

Xiang Xi didn't say a word, just ate the buns with his head down, and couldn't help but think of Ji Xiuyuan dressed casually, leaning on the futon and asking him to read to him.

I really can't forget it even if I want to, because Xiang Xi remembers every detail clearly. After thinking about it, she blushed, but she didn't notice it at all.

Dongxue Chunxia used all the awe-inspiring words he could think of to describe to his boss a deified young handsome man.

The stall owner didn't feel that something was wrong, but thought that this was the way it should be, that the Young Marshal should be like this, there was nothing wrong with it.

Xiang Xi was silent.

She finished eating the buns first, took out her purse, and was about to take out the money. When she looked up, she saw a familiar face on the corner of the street.

Xiang Xi was taken aback for a moment, and without even thinking about putting down her purse, she quickly chased after her.

When Dongxue and Chunxia saw it, their expressions were also confused, and they chased after them, but when they reached the corner of the street, there was nothing.

"What's wrong?" Dong Xue asked.

Xiang Xi looked at it carefully, then shook his head and said, "It's nothing, maybe I misread it."

Dongxue and Chunxia listened, but didn't take it seriously.

When I went back, the boss also asked, Xiang Xi only said that I was dazzled just now, I saw something wrong, and I paid the bill, and they turned around and went back.