Zhao San glanced at Chu Wanyang and said: "Yongcheng, suppressing bandits, suffered heavy losses!"
A few simple words almost made Han Baihang collapse. When he left, the banditry in Yongcheng had been reduced a lot, and there were Zhou Qing and Han Lei watching over them, suppressing the bandits, so how could they suffer heavy losses.
Han Baihang didn't know much about the fighting power of his men. Unless the surrounding bandits gathered together to attack Yongcheng, otherwise, there would never be such heavy losses.
"I can't! How is this possible?" Han Baihang said in disbelief.
Zhao San pushed up his glasses and said, "No, you can ask him again. I think it's just to confirm the accuracy of the information. You shouldn't need to join them."
Han Baihang turned his attention to Chu Wanyang. Chu Wanyang smiled helplessly, handed the oil paper to Han Baihang and said: "He has already told me about the most valuable thing, and this thing is useless."
Han Baihang grabbed the oil paper and opened it. It was filled with dense writings, including details on how to suppress bandits, how to suffer ambushes, and how Xu Wangtang designed it.
"Xu Wangtang!" Han Baihang crushed the oil paper to pieces. Ever since Zhang Renkui learned that he was set up in Shanghai and that Xu Wangtang also had a share of the credit, he felt a fire in his heart.
It must be because Xu Wangtang learned that he had successfully rescued the siege and would return to Yongcheng from time to time. Xu Wangtang was afraid of being retaliated, so he took the lead in planning.
In this case, even if Han Baihang returns to Yongcheng, he will only be an ordinary commander and will not be able to cause any big troubles.
"Now, do you still have the heart to fall in love?" Chu Wanyang looked at Han Baihang and said with a half-smile.
Han Baihang held the scraps of paper in his hand, and the voices and looks of his brothers in the army, as well as those of Lu Lanchun, kept alternating in his mind.
"Hey, it's hard for a hero to be a beauty!"
Chu Wanyang sighed, found a comfortable place to lie down, closed his eyes and fell asleep. Li Si originally wanted to come up and say something, but Zhao San glared at him and retracted.
For a moment, the cabin became quiet, and the three of them had fallen asleep. Han Baihang was the only one left with his eyes wide open, bloodshot eyes covering them.
At dawn, several people changed to a large boat and headed straight for Wuhan. Han Baihang locked himself in the cabin alone, seeing no one and saying nothing.
After drifting on the Yangtze River for a few days, seeing Wuhan approaching, Chu Wanyang knocked on Han Baihang's door and asked: "Wuhan is just ahead, have you thought about it?"
Han Baihang raised his head, his eyes were black, his beard was unkempt, and he looked depressed. It seemed that he had not rested at all in the past few days.
"Is it about to arrive?" Han Baihang said weakly with red eyes.
Chu Wanyang sighed and said: "Is the Overlord not crossing the Wujiang River because he feels sorry for the children of Jiangdong, or because there is no Yu Ji in Jiangdong? I don't understand, I don't understand!"
After that, Chu Wanyang shook his head and walked away, but Li Si came out, looked at Han Baihang with a worried look and asked, "Are you okay?"
Han Baihang shook his head and said: "I'm fine, where is Zhao San? Didn't you say you were leaving? Why are you still here?"
It seemed that Han Baihang didn't pay attention at all. Zhao San and Li Si had been following him on the boat. Li Si glanced at Zhao San standing outside the door and said, "Zhao San said that he is waiting for your answer."
"Answer?"
"Well, I'm waiting for your answer."
Han Baihang saw Zhao San standing facing the river through the door. The thoughts in his mind suddenly became clear. He slowly stood up and patted Li Si on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I already have the answer."
Walking out of the door, Han Baihang stood beside Zhao San. The dock was getting closer and closer. The cold and wet river wind blew away the messy hair on his forehead, revealing a pair of dim but firm eyes below.
"You come back to Yongcheng with me!"
"Have you thought about it?"
"Think about it!"
Zhao San didn't say anything more, turned around and walked away. Li Si learned Han Baihang's answer, looked at him with a tangled expression and said, "Have you really thought about it?"
Han Baihang's fingers gripped the railing tightly, his white knuckles showing his inner struggle and entanglement, and he spat out three words in his hoarse throat.
"Think about it!"
The whistle sounded, and the ship approached the port. Han Baihang and others got off the ship, and a car drove over and took them to the train station.
As a thoroughfare for nine provinces, Wuhan is very convenient both by railway and waterway. It is the fastest way to Henan.
Before they got into the car, Han Baihang pulled Chu Wanyang and said, "Bring me a message and ask her to wait for me. I will definitely come back to find her."
"I didn't expect you to be so infatuated." Chu Wanyang chuckled and said: "Forget it, just treat it as a loss-making transaction. I will bring you your words. But I still say that, if you want to survive in this world
, joining us is your best choice!”
"No need, I know how to live!"
Han Baihang got into the car without looking back and drove towards the train station, leaving Chu Wanyang standing alone on the street, whistling an unknown whistle.
In fact, Han Baihang didn't want to take Lu Lanchun away, but the situation in Yongcheng was urgent and he couldn't delay. He really didn't have time to find Lu Lanchun. Chu Wanyang must have a way, but he would definitely not help him.
Furthermore, the situation in Yongcheng is currently unclear, and good or bad luck has yet to be determined. It may be better for Lu Lanchun to stay in Wuhan than to go to Yongcheng.
After struggling for a long time, Han Baihang still chose to put aside his children's personal relationship for the time being. In this era of cannibalism, only by ensuring that he is strong enough can he protect his lover.
Han Baihang had already made up his mind to come to Wuhan to pick up Lu Lanchun after the situation in Yongcheng calmed down.
But thinking of this, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in Han Baihang's mind. In such random thoughts, Han Baihang got on the train, but soon fell asleep.
By the time Li Si woke up Han Baihang, the sky had already darkened. After staying in the south for a while, Han Baihang felt a little uncomfortable with the dry climate in the north.
Several people left the train station, found the local garrison of the Third Division, got a car, and drove quickly towards Yongcheng.
After a long journey, when Han Baihang and others arrived outside the gate of Yongcheng, it was dawn, and there were many people coming and going at the gate. The vendors buying breakfast were shouting, and there was nothing unusual about the bullet holes on the city wall.
The place.
The gloomy sky seemed to be within reach, lending a gloomy color to the earth. The rustling morning wind stirred up a gust of dust, sending a hint of coolness.
Han Baihang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the city gate, with murderous intent all over his body, and a hint of cruelty in the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "I'm back!"
