It was already October when the news of the defeat reached Nansang.
As the battlefield coordinator, Yan Changkong was still in the military camp on the border, and Yan Chongming reappeared in power.
When I received the news, I happened to be at the court meeting. A moment ago, I was having a good time with the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty. I was confidently describing the prospects of Nansang, as if Dongpu and Beixiang had been included in my pocket.
The next moment, the news of the defeat in the Liangchang Battle was delivered to Yan Chongming.
"——None of the 60,000 soldiers were returned, and the 800 magic soldiers were missing. The army's horses, grain and grass, and all weapons were confiscated by Dongpu. The battle of Liangcheng was a huge defeat..."
The entire palace fell into dead silence.
Since the beginning of the war, Nansang has been invincible and has reported frequent successes. With the magic soldiers in hand, they are invincible. No one has ever thought that they will be defeated or defeated.
In this battle, 60,000 soldiers died and 800 divine soldiers were lost...
More than just a big defeat?
What a fiasco!
Yan Chongming clasped the armrest of the dragon chair with one hand, his beard stretched angrily, his eyes about to burst, "Bai! Yu!"
He was tricked by Bai Yu!
Nan Sang was tricked by Bai Yu!
Why haven't the Seven Kingdoms and Bai Yu reached an agreement? It's a game, it's a game!
In order to succeed in the game, Wen Renjing did not hesitate to cut off his arm!
The Seven Kingdoms and the Exiled Lands have joined forces!
And Quartz, who had disappeared for three years, was in Bai Yu's hands, otherwise Nan Sang would never have been defeated!
"Send a message to your Majesty to return to the court immediately. Plans to attack various countries will be put on hold until you plan to pursue other plans!"
Yan Chongming spoke every word, his eyes filled with anger.
Nan Sang and Bai Yu will fight to the death!
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In mid-October, Nansang retreated and the Seven Kingdoms reveled.
The rice is ripe in the land of exile.
Tianbao put on coarse clothes and trousers and followed his grandfather to cut rice for a day.
The Su family has many helpers, and it is more than enough to harvest twenty acres of land in one day.
But even if someone helps, Su Aye has no time to be a hands-off shopkeeper.
Grandpa said that farmers are based on farming. No matter whether the family is poor or rich, they must not forget their roots.
If one day he stops working in the fields, he will be unable to move.
Tianbao looked at grandpa's white hair and wrinkles, said nothing, changed his clothes and started working.
With each passing year, the two children now become their sister's little followers. The two children carry small bamboo baskets and work diligently in the fields to glean rice ears.
My sister cuts the rice very cleanly and rarely misses anything. When the small bamboo basket was not full, the two children would secretly steal it from the pile of grains. When the small bamboo basket was full and brought it up to their grandfather, they would be praised.
The golden autumn bears fruit, and the harvest season is full of joy.
This year's joy is also shared by the island's fishermen.
After a year of hard work, they finally got equal harvests. They would not be robbed, and they did not have to worry about having food at home. The fishermen were so happy that tears filled their eyes.
Holding the rice grown by themselves, they bowed reverently in the direction of Tubei Village.
This is their new life.
"The rice harvest is over, now it's time to hold the wedding banquet for eldest brother and Bing'er."
After dinner that day, a few young people gathered in the yard next door to enjoy the stars and the moon and chat. Su Wu was particularly concerned about the eldest son’s marriage. I can have a good wedding. When Wangbai comes back, something will definitely happen again."
Su An chuckled and pretended to be arrogant, "What do you want? I've already decided on an auspicious day here, and I'm just waiting for Wangbai to come back and have a glass of wedding wine."
Bing'er covered her face shyly, making a few people laugh.
After laughing for a while, we got back to the topic.
Several people specially moved to this courtyard to talk things over.
Bai Yu looked up at the moon, tapping his fingers on his knees to beat the rhythm of the autumn insects clamoring from all directions, "Yan Chongming was put in a position. He was afraid that I had a way to suppress the magic soldiers. In order to avoid greater losses, he had to If he doesn't retreat, he will definitely not be willing to accept it. Now in his eyes, I am a stumbling block to his dominance. There is absolutely no way he can give up his desire to dominate the world. Jiji Yingying has survived for decades to reach this age, if he doesn't work hard The hope is getting slimmer, and he has to carry his regrets into the coffin. So next, his plans will start to target me. At the end of the spring, the place of exile will be unstable. "
Tianbao stretched his arms and legs, leaned back lazily on the back of the small bamboo chair, and sighed, "I'm just waiting for him to come."
"..." Several people felt speechless when they heard her say this.
Before I dared to perform such a scene with people from the Seven Kingdoms to confuse Nan Sang, was it actually because I was lazy?
I was too lazy to take Wang Bai and Shi Ying around to find other hiding places for the magic soldiers, and I was too lazy to run around to collect the magic soldiers, so I deliberately caused hatred for Bai Yu and waited for Nan Sang to come to the door and take the initiative to send the magic soldiers.
Bai Yu turned his eyes and looked at the lazy woman, and smiled unconsciously, "Fortunately, the news of your return has been kept secret, otherwise, Yan Chongming might not dare to come."
Tianbao nodded, agreeing with his statement.
Yan Chongming is timid.
On October 20th, the sky had been sunny for many days, and autumn rain began to fall.
With the autumn rain and cold, people began to add clothes to their bodies.
Wangbai returned in the autumn rain with eight hundred divine soldiers.
Relying on the iron skin that he would not get sick, he even led the newly added soldiers back and forth around the village. After he finished playing, he felt bored, kicked the new soldiers to the veterans, and continued to play up and down the mountain with the poisonous old man on his back.
The villagers have become much calmer this time, and their ability to accept the situation has gradually become stronger.
Compared with the calmness of the villagers, the gangsters in the inner city looked like bumpkins.
The streets and alleys are full of heated discussions.
"Eight hundred more! Including the five hundred from the first time, it's already one thousand and three! How much are the total number of divine soldiers? Five thousand! We got one thousand and three in the Exile Land!"
"Nansang Land is vast and rich in resources. The reputation of such a large place with five thousand divine soldiers can make other countries afraid to make any decisions. How big is the place of exile? With more than a thousand divine soldiers, it is even more impregnable!"
"It's a pity that all the magic soldiers are in Tubei Village and can't come out. I really want to see what they look like!"
"Damn it, I think about the past now, and the more I think about it, the more I feel bad! I feel uncomfortable all over when I think about it! Why didn't I just go to Tubei Village when Mr. Huo found out the source? If I did, I would Now we are brothers with those magic soldiers!"
"Come on, go home and take a look in the mirror. You are not good enough to stay in Tubei Village! Tubei Village will not accept someone like you!"
"Stop talking, come out, I will beat you to death right now."
"Who is afraid of whom! Your father has accepted this challenge, come and fight!"
Amid the heated discussion in the city, the wedding date of Su An and Bing'er has quietly arrived.
Tubei Village was decorated with lanterns, festoons and red silk, and there was an endless stream of guests coming to congratulate them.
Wei Li followed Su Wen back again. It had been less than three months since he last left. This time, Mr. Gan really scolded him in front of all the officials with his true feelings. He wished he could put his hands on The dragon's head was thrown to the place of exile and hit Wei Li on the head.
In addition to relatives, friends, and acquaintances from the inner and outer cities, there is also a wave of unexpected guests this time.
