Zhao Feng did not enter the city, but instead came to a green mountain in the east of the city, where the Liaodong Martyrs Cemetery was located.

Those who followed Zhao Feng were not just the guard camp. All the soldiers who followed Taishici came to the Martyrs Cemetery.

Zhao Feng walked in front and just recovered it. The soldiers behind him understood and placed all the ashes of more than a thousand soldiers under the towering monument.

With a "thump" sound, Zhao Feng knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times at the monument.

Everyone was surprised. Zhao Feng was the lord of Liaodong. How could he kneel down to the soldiers, and they were the soldiers' ashes!

However, in addition to being shocked, everyone was more moved, moved by Zhao Feng's identity that he would even kneel down for the soldiers.

"Brothers, don't worry! I, Zhao Feng, swear here, will avenge you! You can leave with peace of mind, I will take good care of your family! Don't worry!" After saying that, Zhao Feng kowtowed three more times.

Everyone present was moved by it. Can a master of others do this? Who is in the world?

All the generals behind Zhao Feng were silent. Following Zhao Feng's actions, he also kowtowed three times to the monument.

"Let's rest tomorrow, start the day after tomorrow, and speed up the training! If you don't step up, sooner or later you will die on the battlefield! Go back to the city!" Zhao Feng did not procrastinate and acted neatly, which was his usual style.

After Zhao Feng left, Taishici, Guan Yu and Xu Rong led their troops back to the city, allowing all the soldiers to go home and reunite with their families.

"Brother Feng." As soon as Zhao Feng entered the door, Bian Xue came out. She heard in the morning that when Zhao Feng went out, she seemed to be in a bad mood, so she was very worried and kept waiting in the front yard. Sure enough, as soon as she saw Zhao Feng, Bian Xue saw the unhappiness in her heart.

"Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?" Bian Xue asked softly.

"It's okay!" Zhao Feng felt warm in his heart, smiled slightly, reached out and touched Bian Xue's face, "Don't worry, Brother Feng, I'm fine."

"How could it be okay? We have known each other for many years. Whenever you have any worries, you will write them on your face. Look at you now, what you write on your face is so unhappy!" Bian Xue gave Zhao Feng a white look.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we enter the house!" Zhao Feng smiled helplessly. The person who knows him best in this world is probably Bian Xue. Even that omniscient and omnipotent system may not be able to catch up with her!

"Look at your face and dust, I don't know what you thought you were rolling around!" Back in the house, Bian Xue said with a hint of reproach, and at the same time, he took out a clean set of clothes and served Zhao Feng to change.

"Haha..." Zhao Feng laughed and shook his head, "Hey, you should know about the Guard Battalion?"

"I know, that wasn't you trained by yourself. Do you want to compete with the strongest elite soldier in the battle camp?" Bian Xue nodded. What Zhao Feng once told him was to compete with the strongest soldier in the Three Kingdoms - the strongest soldier in the battle camp! Why did Zhao Feng mention this guard camp now? Bian Xue vaguely felt that this matter seemed to be related to the guard camp!

"The troops in Taishici had two thousand guard battalions and more than 20,000 ordinary soldiers, and they fought against more than 100,000 soldiers of the coalition forces, with less than 5,000 remaining! Even the guard battalion was only more than 800 people able to come back!" Zhao Feng's voice was a little sad.

Bian Xue suddenly realized, and then she understood what Zhao Feng’s unhappiness originated.

"Brother Feng, you just said that 20,000 battles are more than 100,000, and it is almost against six. Our Liaodong soldiers are not wiped out. How valuable it is!" Bian Xue comforted Zhao Feng, "If it were soldiers from other states, let alone one fights six, even if one fights one, they may not be able to defeat the coalition forces of the eastern countries!"

"Hey, even though that's the case, I still feel uncomfortable!" Zhao Feng sighed, "I sent them to the battlefield, but... but the ones welcoming them back... were piles of white bones!"

"Brother Feng, this is war. You may think Xueer is a little cruel, but this is the case with war. How can one not die in a war? The one that does not die is not called war, but a game! Some of the Three Kingdoms types we played before are like this! But now you are not playing games, but are actually running a country." Bian Xue was patiently educating her students like a teacher.

"Game? Reality!" Zhao Feng was confused. Yes, as Bian Xue said, before, Zhao Feng had always viewed this time travel with a game mentality. How could he understand the difference, who had never experienced the cruelty of war? When things came to an end, Zhao Feng felt uncomfortable. Looking back now, he seemed to be really wrong!

"There is a poem written by Cao Song in the Tang Dynasty - don't talk about being a marquis, and one general has achieved success and has been undone! This poem fully demonstrates the cruelty of the struggle between the princes and the disputes between the princes! Therefore, Brother Feng, you must end this troubled times as soon as possible. Only by ending as soon as possible can the people of the world live a happy life like the people of Xiangping City now!" Bian Xueyu said earnestly.

"Yes! One general has achieved success and thousands of bones are bleak!" Zhao Feng sighed, and his confused eyes suddenly became brighter. Then Zhao Feng hugged Bian Xue in his arms, "Thanks to you, my Xueer!"

"Brother Feng will figure it out!" Bian Xue leaned into Zhao Feng's arms, and the two of them hugged each other quietly, everything was silent.

"Brother Feng, do you think you should be with other sisters?" After a long time, Bian Xue spoke and said with a smile.

"This..." Zhao Feng smiled awkwardly.

"Hmph! Go quickly! Let you be fickle and marry 9 people! You are not busy all day long!" Bian Xue left Zhao Feng's arms and said slightly angrily.

"This is not...this is not..." Zhao Feng scratched his head, wanting to make it up but couldn't make it up anymore.

"I know your little thoughts! Go and try to let the sisters have their own children. In this way, if you go out, the sisters will not fall in love too much." Bian Xue smiled slightly and pushed Zhao Feng out of the door.

"Ah? All... are there!?" Zhao Feng's calves became a little weak when he heard Bian Xue's words. He had been crazy with Diao Chan for an afternoon yesterday afternoon. Zhao Feng had a deep understanding of the feeling after the madness!

Shaking his head, Zhao Feng turned around and walked towards Cai Yan's room, because he suddenly thought of something and wanted to ask Cai Yan about his wishes.

In Bian Xue's room, Bian Xue lay on the door, looked at Zhao Feng's leaving figure, smiled slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Feng, you are indeed that cute Brother Feng! Hehe!"
Chapter completed!