Bai Mingwei looked at Bai Jing and comforted softly: "They are heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country, iron-clad warriors, and people we will never forget."

"Even if the emperor does not remember their achievements, historical books, and officials does not remember them, the people of Pingcheng remember their achievements, the soldiers of the Huo family army, and our Bai family army will also remember them."

"Although they died, this spirit will be passed down forever, staying in the hearts of our living people, and flowing into the blood of our descendants of generations."

Bai Jing nodded, his eyes were red.

Seeing that Huo Shixun was about to return to the city, Bai Mingwei said again: "Fifth Brother, I'll confirm the traces of Brother Seven. You should go back to Pingcheng first. There is also our Bai family army here, and one of them must go back with them."

"No, Mingwei," Bai Jing clenched Bai Mingwei's sleeves and his attitude was firm. "I'm not sure about Xiaoqi's situation, I'm not at ease, I'll go with you!"

Bai Mingwei patiently advised him: "Fifth Brother, your body can't help but run around on the cold snowy night. I have everything, so don't worry."

Bai Jing heard this and looked anxious, his handsome face was faintly red under the vague firelight. "Mingwei, you can understand my mood."

"I believe you! But I want to go to Xiaoqi and Mingwei myself, can you understand me? I have to go tonight, otherwise I will not be able to sleep or eat!"

"Fifth Brother..." Bai Mingwei slowly approached him, and pointed his fingers on his back. He could no longer move. "It is because I understand you that I cannot let you go."

"Your body is very weak. If the injury worsens, if you have any problems, your fifth sister-in-law will be sad. Our family will be sad. The sacrificed relatives and soldiers will not want to see such a result."

Bai Jing could not speak, could not move, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed, which showed that he was very excited.

Bai Ming gently sorted out his cloak for him and walked to the soldiers: "The soldiers of the Bai family army obeyed the order!"

She didn't slept, and the fifth brother led his army back to the city and could not sleep all the way.

The soldiers shouted together: "I am here!"

Bai Mingwei said: "I have something to deal with. You should go back to Pingcheng with Shiragoro to rest first, and set off for the trip back to Yaocheng tomorrow dawn."

Someone asked, "Grand girl, I wonder who Shiragoro is?"

Bai Mingwei said: "He is my fifth brother and a survivor of the battle in Yinshan."

After a brief silence, trembling and joyful voices sounded in the crowd one after another: "The fifth young master is still alive, and the fifth young master is still alive, it's great!"

This joy seemed to be contagious and an uncontrollable epidemic, which soon mobilized the emotions of everyone in the Bai family army.

They were all relieved and excited, and their already hoarse and choked voices were even more hoarse.

After a while, only the audience saluted in Bai Mingwei's direction: "I have seen the fifth young master!"

Bai Mingwei winked at the guard, and the guard immediately helped Bai Jing on his horse and rode with him.

"Go back to the city!"

Bai Ming gave a slight order, and his horse walked in front of the soldiers and headed towards Pingcheng.

But under the hazy night, the blue veins on Bai Jing's forehead did not heal. His eyes were filled with tears and his face was wrinkled. He was extremely anxious and extremely excited.

He tried desperately to turn back, and was so anxious that he shed tears.

However, the guard insisted on sending him back to the city.

It is dark and there is no moon, nor is there any wind and snow.

But the torches that were lit every once in a while still illuminated their way forward.

The soldiers of the Huo family army had trampled the white snow, and the ground was covered with mud.

But the soldiers walked steadily and quickly, as if they had been busy all day, they did not feel tired.

Before going down the mountain, Bai Jing took a last look at the direction of the hero's tomb and whipped the horse away.

In the entire valley, there were only torches that had not yet been extinguished and the beautiful figure standing alone.

The wind suddenly passed by, making a whirring sound through the mountains and forests.

Some subtle sounds were clearly heard, and they became more and more silent, while she was lonely and small.

"Open your mouth."

In just a blink of an eye, Feng Qingchen had arrived beside her, holding a paper bag in her hand, and there were hot scones in the paper bag.

Bai Mingwei said: "I have both hands and feet, I will do it myself."

Feng Qingchen did not insist, but just handed over the paper bag: "It's a bit dry, be careful to choke your throat. I have prepared water here, the temperature is just right, it won't burn your mouth, and it can warm your stomach."

Bai Ming took a slight bite and the thing that should have been tasteless was roasted to be fragrant and crispy.

She was stunned for a moment and handed the pancake over again: "Have you eaten?"

A bright smile appeared beside Feng Qingchen's lips.

From this point of view, he is really a very gentle person.

But this kind of tenderness can only be expressed in front of Bai Mingwei.

He held the little guy in his arms and kept urging, softening his voice: "I've eaten just now when I'm waiting for you. You can eat with peace of mind. After eating, we'll set off."

Bai Mingwei was anxious, but she still tasted the bag of scones carefully, including the debris that fell from her palms, and she did not waste it.

Feng Qingchen listened to her eating with a smile, just like listening to her eating carefully prepared food with relish, happy and satisfied.

Finally, when the paper bag was empty, he handed over the water bag: "The cake is very dry, you can drink a little water."

Bai Ming took the water bag, pulled out the plug and took a few mouthfuls, and the feeling of thirst in his mouth disappeared.

She returned the water bag to Feng Qingchen and thanked him seriously again: "The cake is delicious and the water is very warm, thank you."

After saying that, she heard the sound of horse hooves coming from not far away. She thought that the guard had brought the horse for her, and she did not stop for a moment and immediately went up to meet her.

"You're welcome." Feng Qingchen gently spit out three words, pulled out the plug, and poured the warm water into his mouth.

He chuckled, as if he was savored: "This water is sweet."

Bai Mingwei came to the guard and couldn't help but frown: "Why did you only lead the Feng Military Advisor? Don't you prepare another horse?"

The guard explained in a low voice: "Grand girl, our horses are short and cannot run in this thick layer of snow. If you want to walk at night, you must be the dark horse of the Feng Military Advisor."

Feng Qingchen came over: "He was right. At this time, the only horse that could still move in the snow was my tall and mighty little black."

"Then I'll be troublesome." Bai Mingwei didn't worry too much and immediately turned over.

Xiao Hei seemed to not want her to ride alone, so he slammed his son impatiently and shook his ponytail violently.

Feng Qingchen walked over and gently patted its mane. It stopped being anxious, stood obediently, and sniffed a few affectionately.

Feng Qingchen turned over the horse, surrounded Bai Mingwei's waist with his hands, and held the reins.

His behavior was very regular and he did not touch Bai Mingwei, but he told Bai Mingwei's cloak not to be raised by the cold wind.
Chapter completed!