At this moment, outside Qiantang Gate, Mu Qing, the owner of Wanhesheng’s old store, asked his friends to tie up the colorful sheds and prepare colorful confetti tapes.

Just as the Tongzhou army troops passed by, they splashed at the place where the team was moving forward.

Then he looked up and saw that the old acquaintance, Qiantang County captain Lu Qiang, was walking over with a group of captains, and sweaty.

Without saying a word, Mu Qing quickly poured over a cup of tea and stuffed it into Lu Qiang's hand.

Lu Qiang looked up and saw that it was Mu Qing, breathed a sigh of relief, and drank the cup of tea in one go.

"Look at them! Constable Shen was almost the commander of the past. How did you do it?"

At this time, Mu Qing joked at Lu Qiang.

While looking at the crowds beside me who were looking at the long street and waiting anxiously, Lu Qiang said indifferently: "That's the ability of Chen Lang! With my licensed goods like me, I can become a captain in less than 30 years old, but have you borrowed the shrine of the Shen family brother?"

"...Did you see any eye-catching people?"

Speaking of this, Lu Qiang finally did not forget his responsibilities and asked Mu Qing.

"You are the most eye-catching here!"

Mu Qing replied to Lu Qiang with a smile.

His words immediately caused Lu Qiang's eyes rolling.

"You guys who open shops are so good at farting..." Lu Qiang was used to joking with Mu Qing, so he replied sharply.

Then, the two of them found that the noisy crowd around them had quieted in an instant.

When Lu Qiang looked towards the center of the street in surprise, he saw a gray flag slowly coming on the avenue where Qiantangmen entered the city.

...Diege Camp! This army seems to bring coldness wherever it goes.

When everyone saw their military appearance, they shocked all the people on the long streets to silence.

I saw that the flag flying in front of the team was full of holes shot out by bows and arrows and the burning charred flames.

There was almost two-thirds left on a flag.

The two big words "dead gray" on it seem to be filled with heavy pressure, like the soul banner of a soul conscript! This team walking on the long street immediately caused the temperature of the bustling streets of Lin'an to drop sharply! What kind of team is this! When the people saw them, I don't know how many people had tears in their eyes.

Just in front of this dead and gray camp, the leading battalion commander Chen Du and the important officers under his command, almost everyone had scars left after the flames burned.

These people knew that it was the burns left by rushing into the forest fire when they were chasing Dongxia Emperor Pu Xianwannu.

At the same time, everyone in this army was injured, and some people were covered in the white gauze covered with blood stains.

Some soldiers here lost one leg and connected themselves with the saddle with belts, sitting on horseback.

Their faces and hands were covered with sword wounds, and old or freshly scabbed wounds looked shocking! They saw one of the soldiers, and their arms were cut off from their elbows.

In the position of his hands, he was now tied with two triangular bayonets on Tongzhou rifles... Some people in the crowd couldn't help crying when they saw this.

What kind of blood and fighting have they experienced, and how tough and violent attitudes have they used to charge against the enemy?

When they saw these young soldiers returning from the battlefield with scars and heroic spirits of their comrades, all the hearts of the people were deeply shocked.

Until now, they finally understand that peace has always cost us.

For the people of the Song Dynasty, Chen Langjun brought such a group of warriors to fight bloody battles on the battlefield again and again. It has been almost ten years since now! From this moment on, no one will think that those scholars who sing name outside Donghua Gate are good men.
Chapter completed!