Martial Sage

In the golden autumn of October, Chang'an City ushered in a nationally celebrated event.

The army of the Northern Expedition returned triumphantly.

Regardless of whether it was the Tang king or the court minister, they all changed into auspicious outfits, ready to welcome this triumphant team.

When the army was about to arrive in Chang'an, the Ministry of War had already sent people to hand over the matter of entering the city.

Of course, Tang Hao and the 20,000 cavalrymen had already joined Li Jing's army outside the city, witnessing the grand welcome ceremony together.

Tang Hao and Li Jing each took a war horse, led the remaining fifty thousand soldiers, and entered Chang'an from Dongcheng Gate in mighty force.

At this moment, on the avenue outside the city, on both sides of the streets in the city, rows of Jinwu guards stood proudly in armor suits.

Rows of drummers and trumpeters stood solemnly at the head of the city, staring at the army coming slowly.

Woo~

The melodious sound of rhino horns.

Then the horns of various places in the imperial city rang.

Woooo~

The long horn sounded neatly, shaking Changan.

When stepping into the city gate, the sound of the horn suddenly stopped.

Boom.

咚咚.

An inspiring drum beat followed by thunder.

Tang Hao, standing beside Li Jing, looked around.

Into the eye.

On the street, the black crowd huddled behind Jin Wuwei.

On this long street, the heads are crowded, and you can't see your head at a glance.

In the attic, the cheering crowd gathered on the heights and hissed in hysteresis.

It was like putting a circle of garlands of different colors on the attic, densely packed.

Some small houses were also crowded with celebrating crowds.

With the advance of the army, countless people instantly cheered up.

Countless hands were raised in the air, waving vigorously.

Jin Wuwei's voice overwhelmed the noisy cheers, resounding like the sky.

"Datang! Wansheng!"

The sky full of color strips of petals, thrown out from the attic and on both sides of the street.

The young princes flushed, and screamed the names of Li Jing and Tang Hao.

Thousands of people flocked with flags fluttering.

The king returned, cheering the sky.

The two generals, Tang Hao and Li Jing, kept smiling all the time, waving their arms on the slow horseback, and constantly greeted the people of Datang on both sides.

The overwhelming cheers, like a wave, swept across the city of Chang'an.

In front of the palace gate.

King Tang and Empress Changsun are waiting here with the eagerly awaited officials of the dynasty.

Dressed in a gorgeous brocade, with a girlish excitement on her face, Princess Changle's slender fingers pointed forward and shouted.

"coming!"

Boom boom boom.

The drummers beat the drum head vigorously at this moment.

Li Jing rode on the war horse and came slowly.

As Li Jing slowly raised his right hand, the soldiers behind him let out loud shouts.

"Datang! Wansheng!"

The majestic prestige resounded in Chang'an.

When approaching, Li Jing and Tang Hao dismounted one after another.

With the cloak lightly raised, Li Jing strode forward, bowed deeply, held a soldier talisman in both hands, and held it high.

Rong Gong, standing by the side of King Tang, stepped forward quickly, took the soldier talisman from Li Jing, and turned back.

Tang Wanglong stepped forward, lifted Li Jing up, and said kindly.

"Duke Wei Guo, this time, I have worked hard."

Li Jing stood up straight and said loudly.

"For Datang."

Tang Hao smiled and nodded in relief.

Then, Wang Wang turned his gaze to Tang Hao and said.

"This time I personally greeted you, which is regarded as compensating for your triumph."

"Get up."

King Tang's eyes slid over the faces of the soldiers in front of him one by one.

Tang Wangjun saw the fine traces on the armor and the terrifying burnt spots.

Wang Wang waved his hand and said.

"You are the bravest soldiers of my Datang, guarding the gates of the north, soldiers! You have worked hard!"

Chuck chuck.

In the sound of neat armor rubbing, fifty thousand soldiers stood on one knee, holding soldiers in their hands and holding their heads high.

Excited smiles appeared on the faces one after another, hissing and shouting.

"For Datang!"

"For Datang!"

"For Datang!"

Neat and majestic voices linger in everyone's ears.

Wang Wang narrowed his smile and said loudly.

"My Great Tang, the world is determined by Wu, and the people of Great Tang are even more proud of your group of soldiers!"

"This time, the Northern Territory is a great victory. The generals plan carefully, and the soldiers fought bloody battles to stabilize the Northern Territory for us."

"Today, the army triumphantly, I want to entertain the three armies and reward them for their merits!"

After that, Wang Wang waved his hand slightly, motioning the soldiers to get up.

Swipe.

Fifty thousand soldiers stood up, bowed and cupped fist shouted in unison.

"For Datang! Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Among the three powerful shouts, Wang Wang slowly turned around, looked at Gao Shilian, and nodded slightly.

Gao Shilian took the order, holding a sacred decree, and came slowly.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

The soldiers stared at the imperial decree, and there was a burning heat in their eyes.

After more than half a month of hard work.

Countless companions, comrades, and even relatives have long been consumed by the flames of war.

At this moment, they can stand in front of this majestic palace, undoubtedly they are lucky.

And these warriors who use their flesh and blood to resist the Turkic cavalry will finally receive the reward they deserve at this moment.

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