Two days later.

The morning light is mist and the heavy snow stops.

Thick snow covered the ground, and the snow covered the sky, leaving only a plain pale piece of the world.

The north gate of Pingcheng slowly opened, and a group of people entered one after another.

They held military flags, and the flags were embroidered with majestic lions.

Each soldier was wearing military armor, but a white cloth tied to his forehead, and a white cloth tied to the saddles of those war horses.

This is the Bai family army who came through the night, and the 5,000 survivors of the elderly, weak, sick and disabled brought from the capital.

They slowly entered the city with uniform steps, passed through the street, and headed to the south gate to meet with the Huo family army.

The man in the lead is Liu Yao, who is usually careless.

Today he took off his brocade and gorgeous clothes and showed them to others in a simple white dress.

Originally, he didn't plan to come, just wanted to know if the snow had frozen the little leopard to death.

But when he led the team forward, he was fascinated by this tragic feeling, so he couldn't help but restrain his personality and integrate into the sad atmosphere.

...

In the mourning hall.

Bai Mingwei led everyone in the family to respectfully lit three incense sticks.

"Father, second uncle, third uncle, fourth uncle, brothers, today my Bai family army and Huo family army went to Yinshan to pick up bones for 80,000 soldiers."

"Please rest assured that the heroic spirit will not have no place to go, and the 80,000 Bai family troops will not be sacrificed in vain."

"Mingwei promised you that one day, you will definitely fight for the 80,000 soldiers of the Bai family army as they deserve."

Bai Jing was still weak, but he had recovered some energy.

He knelt in the lower left position of Bai Mingwei, and respectfully raised the incense in his hand: "Big uncle, second uncle, third uncle, father, brothers and sixth brothers, Wulang will definitely help Mingwei to fulfill her wishes and what I want from my Bai family."

Xiao Chuanyi, his sister-in-law and the sixth girl Bai Xiuying, spoke in unison: "Please bless the Bai family army and bless everything goes well."

Everyone tacitly did not mention Bai Yu, although they felt like they had been waiting for a long time in the past two days, and they were eager to find him.

Although they want to dig Yinshan now, they will spread it out inch by inch until they find it.

But everyone suppressed their urgency, for fear that this strong hope would be disappointed again.

After everyone burned incense, Bai Mingwei set out with Bai Jing.

The sister-in-law doesn’t have to go, the sixth girl doesn’t have to go, and the Xiao Chuanyi doesn’t have to go.

I can only hand over the burden of finding Bai Yu to the Bai Mingwei brothers and sisters.

Before leaving, Bai Mingwei held Yu Jiao's hand: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will not let go anywhere. I will see people in my life and corpses in my life."

Yu Jiao said nothing, just watched the brother and sister leave the mourning hall.

On this day, the people got up earlier than usual.

They lit incense and candles at the door to illuminate every road in Liangcheng.

The candlelight connects into bright lines, and the light reflects in the snow, as if guiding the dead to return home.

There are soul-summoning banners hanging on the streets and alleys, and paper money is flying all over the sky, falling on a thick layer on the ground. The wind sometimes raises the paper money, and there is another large area.

The craftsmen erected at the gate of the city, before the craftsmen could engrave the names of 80,000 heroes on their heads, thick incense ash had already been piled up at the foot of the stele.

The people of this city are remembering the heroes of the cold Yinshan Mountain in their ways within their ability.

"Little girl, morning." Feng Qingchen was waiting there early at the entrance of the courtyard.

Hearing Bai Mingwei's footsteps coming towards him, he smiled and greeted him diligently.

Regarding Feng Qingchen, Bai Jing had already learned about the general situation from his wife.

He heard his wife telling what Feng Qingchen did to the Bai family, and thought that this must be a chivalrous and gentle man.

But when he saw Feng Qingchen's glorious appearance, he didn't feel gentle, but instead felt like snow fell in his heart.

He was sure that this was a man who was extremely cold, so he was puzzled, how could such a smile appear on Feng Qingchen's face?

"Mr. Feng is probably interested in the big girl."

He frowned when he remembered his wife's words.

He stared at Feng Qingchen's every move, as if Feng Qingchen had any point of being outspoken, he would rush out to protect his sister.

Bai Ming responded lightly: "Mr. Feng, early."

Seeing that his sister's expression was open, his tense face calmed down.

Feng Qingchen bowed and greeted him: "Fifth Young Master, morning."

Bai Jing nodded without saying much.

Feng Qingchen didn't mind either. He put a layer of cloak on Bai Mingwei, then stood beside her with a smile on the corner of his lips.

With Bai Jing around her, Bai Mingwei seemed to be burned by a cloak, but she did not show it, but just thanked her calmly: "Thank you, Military Advisor Feng."

Bai Jing was about to speak, but Bai Mingwei snatched it first: "It's getting late, let's go!"

Bai Jing had to give up and never chased behind the two of them and seized the matter.

On the street, the three of them met with the Bai family army who came from Yaocheng.

"Meet Your Highness Ninth."

The three of them saluted together.

Liu Yao looked behind Bai Mingwei, as if he was looking for something.

He couldn't see the figure, and he immediately withdrew his gaze and never dared to look at Bai Mingwei.

He was so afraid that this shrew would only hear the sound, and his hand holding the reins would tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing Bai Jing's thin and bone-skinned clothes hanging on his body, he wanted to speak a few sarcastic words, but at the end he stopped talking and made an excuse casually.

"Eighty thousand soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country, and their bodies were exposed to Yinshan Valley. As a descendant of the Liu family, I could not sit idly by. Today I went to Yinshan to pick up bones for the soldiers!"

The sentences are sonorous and loud.

Liu Yao moved himself.

Bai Mingwei knew which level of goods he belonged to, so she bowed and said in a low voice: "Your Highness Nine is wise."

Liu Yao didn't want to talk to her, so he immediately rode his horse: "No need to go, go!"

The team walked towards the south gate in neat steps.

After two battles, the five thousand soldiers brought from the capital were less than four thousand left to Yinshan.

Bai Jing looked back and heard that this was a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, but he never thought that the old, weak, sick and disabled really meant literally.

A soldier with broken hands and a wrinkled veteran.

With just a glance, he looked away and breathed deeply.

He didn't know what kind of mood Mingwei was leading the team to the battle, but he knew that there must be unknown difficulties and obstacles in it.

But Mingwei has never been revealed.

With this alone, Mingwei was beyond his reach.

The team walked outside the city and joined the Huo family army.

Huo Shixun was a little surprised when he saw Liu Yao.

Obviously, he didn't expect Liu Yao to appear here.

He rode his horse over to see him.

Several people exchanged greetings and led the team to march towards Yinshan in a mighty manner.
Chapter completed!