The soldier wiped away his tears with the back of his bloody hand and said solemnly: "Yes! Big girl."

A solemn word was like a seed containing great power, taking root and sprouting in the heart of the soldier.

One day, it will grow into a towering tree.

Support his thin body.

And he can also protect others from wind and rain.

Bai Mingwei patted his shoulder again and walked to another place.

Due to the shortage of military doctors, many injured soldiers could not wait for treatment and leaned against the wall covering their wounds.

The green smoke in the air drifted across their cheeks, blurring their resolute faces.

I don't know who is humming "Binfeng Dongshan". The song floats on the street, looking ethereal and sad.

Faint singing, real emotions.

Bai Mingwei couldn't help but hum along, that masterpiece that has been sung to this day:

I went to the east mountain, but I couldn't return. I came from the east, and there was no rain. I said that I was returning from the east, and my heart was sad to the west. Don't make clothes for him. Do not wear them. I am a locust in the mulberry field. I am alone. Stay under the car.

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I went to the east mountain, but I couldn't return. I came from the east, and there was no rain. Cang Geng was flying, and his feathers were shining. When his son returned, the emperor refuted his horse. He was married to him, and his ninety-nine rituals were his new hole. Jia, how is it like before?

Aversion to war and yearning for peace.

The longing for my hometown, wife and children when I was on the battlefield are all integrated into this song.

The singing made it seem that Yao Cheng's victory was so precious, and it also healed the soldiers' pain in a special way.

Bai Mingwei walked slowly, the armor on his body was as heavy as a stone.

Looking at these brothers fighting side by side, although she felt distressed, she also knew that casualties were unavoidable.

She walked to the place where seriously injured soldiers were placed and watched the military doctors busy.

A soldier whose intestines had fallen out was lying on a wooden board.

Because he was too seriously injured and unable to save his life, the military doctors and doctors immediately gave up on him and immediately went to save lives that could be saved.

As if he had seen something, there were tears on his face, but there was a smile on his lips, as if he was mumbling something.

Bai Mingwei walked over, wanting to hear what he said, and wanted to know if those were his last words to his family.

She held the wounded soldier's hand and listened to his last words.

But in the next moment, Bai Mingwei, who had always been calm and able to control his emotions, almost burst into tears on the spot.

Because of the dying soldier, the words he murmured were regrettable words.

He said: "Farewell to my distant hometown. My soul will stay here forever to resist the enemy."

There was no advice, no reluctance, and no fear of death.

Some are just longing for my hometown.

Some of them are just concerned about their home and country in the midst of war.

Some are just full of passion to protect the homeland and the country.

After saying that, he stopped breathing forever.

Bai Mingwei gently put her hand on his face, closed his eyes for him, and swore in his ear:

"One day, this land will be under my protection, and there will be no more bloodshed and sacrifices. The soldiers guarding the border and countless heroic spirits wandering here will be able to return to their hometown and reunite with their relatives. This is my promise. "

This is her promise.

It was a promise she had to keep even at the cost of her life.

If she says it, she will do it.

After saying this, Bai Mingwei put the soldier's intestines back into his stomach without expression, picked up the needle and thread on the side, and carefully sealed his wound.

Bai Mingwei sewed so carefully, and her stitches were so neat, her promise to countless heroic spirits was also sewn into these stitches.

When the soldier's stomach was sewn up, Bai Mingwei couldn't help but shed tears that he tried hard to suppress.

She hadn't cried for a long time, but at this moment, she couldn't control herself at all.

The Bai family lost eleven men, their flesh and blood were separated, and their hearts were broken.

But these dead people are also relatives of others.

I don’t know how many people will shed tears because of the loss of their loved ones.

In the end, Bai Mingwei slowly wiped away his tears. Although his heart was filled with sadness, his cheeks were as calm as if there was no emotion at all.

Some wounded soldiers couldn't help but feel a little shy when they saw her.

All of them were men, and their clothes had to be cut off due to wounds.

Bai Mingwei stopped staying and left the wounded barracks. He returned to the house and continued to issue orders and arrange the aftermath in an orderly manner.

When she returned to the room where she was dealing with official business, the first thing she did was to write on paper: Farewell to my distant hometown, my soul will stay here to resist the enemy.

She handed the piece of paper to her subordinate and asked him to hand it over to the person who carved the stele, and engraved this sentence on the stele together with the names of the fallen soldiers.

She wanted future generations to see the Bai family's determination to take back the city when they passed by this city, and she also wanted people who passed by this city to remember these heroes who shed their lives and blood.

Even if the world finally ushered in a peaceful age, she still wanted everyone to know that their peace was earned by these heroes with their lives.

Such bravery and loyalty should be passed down from generation to generation.

As a model, people can learn from it, and as history, people can look back and admire it.

No matter what era we live in, the splendid mountains and rivers are beautiful, but the people who guard them deserve more respect.

When Bai Mingwei went out, the joy of victory was obviously washed away.

After facing the tragic casualties, the soldier's murmur before his death lingered in her mind, looping in her ears over and over again.

Finally, when there was no one around, she covered her face for a while and made no move.

Tears fell again, and I had mixed feelings.

This is a tragedy that even a grown man cannot bear.

not to mention.

Just a month ago, she was just an ordinary boudoir girl.

Suddenly, a white shadow fell in front of my eyes.

Through her hazy tearful eyes, Bai Mingwei saw the little white ferret that was always against her.

Xiao Bai stood on the table, holding a big chestnut in his hand, tilting his head and looking at Bai Mingwei doubtfully.

As if feeling Bai Mingwei's sadness, it turned around anxiously, and finally reluctantly handed over the big chestnut in its hand.

That look was like saying again: Woman, don't cry, I will give you my beloved chestnuts.

Bai Mingwei stretched out his hand, his long fingertips still stained with tears.

The little white ferret held the chestnut and backed away, calling at Bai Mingwei's finger.

Bai Mingwei wiped the tears from his fingertips with a handkerchief, and then reluctantly handed the chestnut to Bai Mingwei's hand.

The chestnuts in the palm of my hand still have some warmth in the cold weather.

Looking at the snow-white hair ball on the table, Bai Mingwei looked into those obsidian eyes.

Just for a moment, it felt like a furry claw was scratching the deepest softness in my heart.

In an instant, Bai Mingwei's heart softened completely.

And that bad mood seemed to be healed at this time.

I was healed by this little furball, with its furry body and clean and clear eyes.

Bai Mingwei was not in a hurry to eat the chestnuts. She carefully stretched out her hand. Seeing that the little white ferret did not move away, she gently nodded the little white ferret's head.

Unexpectedly, the little white ferret actually stretched out his paw, held her fingertips, and took the initiative to rub his head against it.

It was at this touching moment that the little white ferret suddenly jumped back, clapped its paws in disgust, and put on a look like "I'm not clean anymore, I've been soiled."

The little white ferret was so angry that it stood in front of Bai Mingwei with its teeth and claws bared, as if to accuse Bai Mingwei of being cunning, for actually cheating him out of the opportunity to touch his pure body by using a cruel trick.

Bai Mingwei retracted his finger and smiled at the little white ferret: "Why are you here? Feng Qingchen doesn't want you anymore?"

The little white ferret seemed to have thought of something, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He waved his little paws, as if trying to defend himself: Didn't the master ask me to stay and protect you?

Bai Mingwei flicked it away: "I don't know what you are talking about, so don't bother."

The little white ferret was so angry that this woman actually played it?

He was so well-intentioned as a little mink, but he sacrificed himself to comfort this damn woman, and lost his purity and chestnuts, and this damn woman actually played with him!

The little white mink suddenly walked to the shadows, faced the dark wall, and gave Bai Mingwei a bleak back.

Bai Mingwei was amused by its naive appearance, and couldn't help but shook his head: "There are many wonders in the world. This little mink has lived with people for a long time, and he has learned a bit about human nature."

The little white mink squeaked a few times, as if to explain to Bai Mingwei that it was no ordinary mink, it was the best mink in the world!
Chapter completed!