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Chapter 22 How many people came back,

A gust of cold wind blew in front of him, and the faint smell of blood came. Li Mu's expression changed suddenly in almost the next moment, and he rushed towards the hill with crazy steps.
The surrounding soil had become very loose due to the trampling of people and horses, almost as if it had been plowed. Li Mu wore cowhide boots and stepped on it and it was very smooth. In the end, he almost leaned down and climbed up using all four limbs.
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This 50- to 60-meter slope was covered with corpses, and halberds, scimitars, and swords were stuck everywhere. Li Mu tripped and fell several times, but he gritted his teeth and got up. There was blood on his left hand slowly.
It flowed to his wrist, and Li Mu didn't have time to wipe it off, so he just rushed up with all his strength.
Li Mu moved quickly, because at this moment, his heart was full of his grandpa's safety.
The general's flag hasn't fallen down yet, so I must still be holding it up, which means that I'm fine, I must be fine.
Li Mu was hinting to himself crazily, and he didn't know why he was so nervous. At this moment, he always had panic thoughts in his mind, and he even thought that something might have happened to his grandpa.
Li Mu tried his best to squeeze this thought out of his mind, and then climbed up with all his strength. But when he reached the top, what caught Li Mu's eyes was Huo Qubing who had dismounted, and many people standing there.
The knight behind him.
Huo Qubing was wearing a black cloak with his back to Li Mu, standing in front of the general flag, but he slowly took off his helmet, and his wrapped hair spread out and fluttered in the wind.
Li Mu suddenly felt an electric current running through him from head to toe, and half of his body was numb.
The surrounding cavalrymen dismounted one by one and watched the unkempt Li Mu move forward step by step.
Impossible, impossible. Grandpa told himself that his location is the safest, so...it's impossible.
Li Mu walked forward step by step in a daze. All the soldiers around him looked over, and the battlefield suddenly became quiet again.
Li Mu hates this kind of quietness, hates this kind of quietness, hates this kind of quietness!
The soldiers in black armor and red clothes in front of him did not give him any sense of security at this moment. The Hun soldiers who had fallen to the ground and died gave Li Mu a bone-chilling coldness.
The collision of the short armor plates on Li Mu's body slowly sounded on this hill that was extremely lively just now. Li Mu moved his legs numbly, slowly moving towards the flagpole that was blocking the flagpole and facing away from him.
Huo Qubing walked away.
Huo Qubing seemed to have noticed Li Mu's arrival. He turned around somewhat heavily and met Li Mu's eyes with a pair of red eyes.
In an instant, Li Mu already knew the ending he least wanted to know.
Huo Qubing did not step forward, but silently moved away. Li Mu's eyes finally connected with the flagpole, and the scene under the flagpole was already imprinted in Li Mu's pupils.
It was a flag stand with a base made of Xiongnu corpses. The flag soldiers were entangled with them, and then they circled together and fell on both sides of the flag.
At the very center of the flagpole is a half-kneeling, rickety figure.
His neat clothes were no longer neat, and his gray hair was flying in the air. His thick, calloused hands were tightly grasping the flagpole, holding it in his arms to prevent it from falling.
It didn't fall, but he did.
Grandpa is still the same grandpa, but he will never stand up again. Then he slaps Li Mu on the head with feigned anger and stubbornness, and then kicks Li Mu on the calf when he is not practicing diligently.
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he died.
He died just before reinforcements arrived and ordered the general to keep his flag up.
Li Mu narrowed his eyes and felt that his legs suddenly lost strength. He no longer felt the pain in his body, but his heart felt as if someone had pinched him tightly.
Li Mu felt like his heart was bleeding.
"No, the flag cannot be knocked down. Even if I die, I will have to die standing here with the flagpole erect!"

"Guard, protect yourself, those Huns' arrows are almost useless, don't be afraid!"

"It's nothing, silly boy. I'm very happy that you came to save me today, but remember, I am the safest person here. Don't lose me next time."

"No! You are still far from being strong enough, so stop talking. I will go and tell General Huo that you and the escort team will leave tomorrow!"

"What does this mean? Don't worry, this thing is a symbol of strength. You will also have to wear a thick layer of cocoon before you can hold my flag."

"Anyway, I have thought about it. After the general takes us to fight this time, the Huns will be almost wiped out by the general. There will definitely be no more fighting by then. I will just take this kid back and make him a
Family, leave a queen for me in the Wu family."

Li Mu took a deep breath, moved forward with all his strength, and stretched out his hands tremblingly, but when he saw the lifeless grandpa with his head lowered, his hands trembled even more.
"Ah...Master..."
Li Mu's throat was clogged, and a fishy-sweet smell came into his mouth, making Li Mu speechless.
If I wish to have this life and serve my country, why should I be born in Yumen Pass...
But, how many people have fought in ancient times...
Wu San did not have such lofty ideals. He just wanted to hold the flag for General Huo and follow General Huo to complete the conquest plan.
What he was thinking more about was how to return to his hometown after the war, buy a few acres of thin farmland, build a mud house, find a wife for his recognized son, and then live and work in peace and contentment.
In the end, ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust.
But this simple ideal came to an abrupt end. When the last trace of blood in his body ran out, his life ended and he died in a foreign land.
My hometown has become a place I can’t go back to.
In the past twenty-three years of Li Mu's life, all the elders in his family have been present. Everyone cares about him, and the elders he cares about are all living well.
And after ten days of making proposals here, just ten days later, my closest relative in this strange world, the elder I cared about the most, died in front of me in this way.
He half-knelt tightly on the ground, with his head hanging down, holding on to the flagpole with all his strength, letting the sunset in the desert dye the entire flag red.
That's the color of blood.
Tears burst out of Li Mu's eyes, and he almost vomited blood from the pent-up grief and anger in his chest. His face turned red because he couldn't breathe. He raised his right hand and beat his chest fiercely. His annoyance and sadness spewed out, turning into a cry.
A hoarse cry.
Huo Qubing stood beside him, his mouth tightly closed at this moment. When he saw Li Mu kneeling on the ground, he was in grief. He stepped forward, but he saw Li Mu suddenly straightened up and looked up to the sky and screamed.
"ah!!!!!"
Li Mu's eyes were filled with anger, and he stood up from the ground. He turned around, picked up a long knife in his hand, looked around, and saw the tied Huns at the foot of the mountain, shouting.
Run away wildly.
"That's a Xiongnu general, we can't execute him on the spot!" A general stood up and shouted, about to come out to stop Li Mu, but was stopped severely by Huo Qubing.
The general looked puzzled, but when he saw Huo Qubing with his head lowered, he followed him and finally stood on the edge of the hill.
These damn Huns, this damn battlefield experience system, this damn battlefield, this damn everything, damn it!
Why make me go through all this!
Grandpa should not die here, he should have a happy old age, he should have children and grandchildren around him in the coming year, and he should have a time to respect his old age.
But it's all gone, gone. Yesterday, my grandpa carefully tucked me into a quilt at night. Today, he patiently told me to be careful. Just a moment ago, he asked me to concentrate on fending off the enemy.
But at this moment, Grandpa is gone, and there is no Grandpa anymore in this world!
Li Mu roared and jumped down the hillside, running towards the Xiongnu who were kneeling on the ground. The surrounding soldiers tried to stop him, but they were stopped by Huo Qubing on the top of the mountain.
"Don't stop him! Those Huns deserve to die!"
Li Mu rushed to the Xiongnu who were kneeling on the ground, looked fiercely at the guys who were cowering in fear, yelled and raised the knife, and the roar was even louder, but the hand holding the long knife suddenly stopped.
Li Mu raised his head and let the tears flow down his face, but the cry became more and more painful. The next moment, with a face full of indignation, he kicked down a Xiongnu, threw away the knife, sat on him and punched hard.
Chapter completed!
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