In the north, the northern plants and trees gradually withered and yellow in late autumn.

The cold wind blew, and more than a hundred war horses roared, and the withered grass was trampled by horse hooves and splashed everywhere.

There were more than ten people in a group, but there were ten times more war horses.

"There is Suzhou Guard ahead!"

Feng Ji led the Jinyiwei's men to the forefront. Although they relied on Maduo's advantage to keep rid of the pursuers, his command lost five people to protect the two people from the East Factory.

The group of people wrapped their faces in cloth, and they were excited when they heard this.

No wonder the pursuers stopped appearing since the day before yesterday. It turned out that they were almost at the Ming Dynasty!

Zhao Chun touched the bag on his back with his back and murmured: "Brother Wang Shi, we are about to arrive at the Ming Dynasty."

"There are cavalry!"

The Jinyiwei in front suddenly stood up on the horse's back, then slid down, turned around and shouted, "Sir, it's our scout!"

A group of cavalry appeared on the opposite side, with a number of about 300, which is a proof of the current strength of the Ming Dynasty.

No need to hide, just start a movie when encountering an enemy!

When the scouts saw this group of people, they were stunned at first, then separated and surrounded them from left and right.

This is a posture of siege and killing.

Feng Ji rushed to the front and shouted, "Feng Ji, a hundred households of the Jinyiwei, is here!"

The cavalry over there turned a deaf ear and continued to encircle him.

Zhao Chun shouted: "Don't draw your sword, stop the horse!"

They slowly strangled the war horses, and then Feng Ji slowly walked towards the deputy Qianhu in front.

"Feng Ji, a hundred households of the Jinyiwei, Xiaguan."

The deputy Qianhu verified his identity and said solemnly: "I am Yu Lian, the brother of the Jinyiwei, thank you for your hard work."

The people of the Jinyiwei often pretended to be merchants and horse thieves, and then went deep into the grassland to find out the news, so the soldiers on the side wall did not have any disgust towards the Jinyiwei.

Feng Ji grabbed his horse to the side and said solemnly: "It's not hard for the officials. This time, we are picking up the brothers from Yingdong Factory to return. They..."

"East Factory?"

A look of disgust appeared on Yu Lian's face.

Dongchang is currently focusing more on civil servants, but it is really not difficult to destroy a deputy family.

The two people from the East Factory slowly came over. Zhao Chun looked at the Ming army and said with mixed feelings: "Escape from death is like a different life."

Yu Lian was waiting for them to report their own identities. He hated Dongchang, but could only use this method to exert his anger.

"Dongjishi Factory...Fast Head...Zhao Chun."

Zhao Chun took out the sign and handed it over, choked and said, "I'm back to the Ming Dynasty... Brothers, we're back home, I'll take you home..."

Yu Lian looked at Feng Ji in shock, and Feng Ji nodded solemnly.

Starting from the Ming Dynasty, until now, the people in the East Factory have been active under pressure. Once they return, the feeling is not a relief.

But there are mixed feelings!

Zhao Chun dismounted, took off the burden, and opened it.

"Ashes..."

Yu Lian was a little surprised, and Feng Ji whispered: "They have been in search of news in Samarkand. The three brothers died. They... are very... brave."

Zhao Chun suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Brother Wang Shi, Brother Miao Xi, Brother Chen Hui, we are home, and souls are back!"

"Soul is back..."

Guan Qisheng shouted in tears, his ashes were on his back, but Miao Xi was...

Feng Ji lowered his head, and five people were killed in battle under his command, all of whom were cut off from behind... He was dismembered by pursuers.

"Brothers, Hun Xi... is back."

The remains of the Jinyiwei who died in the battle were all submerged by pursuers and could not be retrieved. So when Feng Ji looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but feel sore.

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed was right beside him. Feng Ji looked up and saw Yu Lian pulling out the long sword, nodding slightly at the two packs of ashes, shouting: "Ming Dynasty Wansheng!"

The cavalry surrounding them drew their swords and shouted solemnly: "The Ming Dynasty is victorious!"

...

In Suzhou City, the guard general who had received the news stood outside the city gate, looking in the distance with complex eyes.

"Sir, here you come."

Dust was flying in the distance, and a large group of cavalry flocked to us.

The look of the guard gradually became serious.

The side wall is dangerous, bitter and cold is just a layer, and the most feared thing is to be attacked.

The enemy on the grassland likes the most is the raid. Once the news is cut off, the defenders will become blind. Being caught off guard, God knows what will happen.

Therefore, the treatment of scouts is the best in the army. They can eat the best food and choose the best war horses and weapons.

The spy who went deep behind enemy lines to inquire about the news is a good man who can make the frontiers respect him!

Such a person deserves respect!

"It's from the East Factory, they went to Halie to find out the news!"

A word made everyone stand up straight.

As the news spread all the way, the people walked out of their homes silently and stood on both sides of the street.

“Array…”

Water bags, food-filled packages, and horse-stock bags, were all in the hands of the soldiers, waiting to replenish the Jinyiwei and the people from the East Factory.

Outside the city gate, two rows of arrays were in place, watching the squad of cavalry galloping towards them.

Yu Lian led his subordinates around from left and right, and the Dongchang and Jinyiwei team of more than ten people were exposed to the eyes of these frontier soldiers.

East Factory!

It is rumored that the Middle East factories do everything they can tolerate, and they are all bad species with pus flowing from the soles of their feet.

But the frontiers will not judge others' good or bad based on rumors. In a difficult environment, they are more willing to see a person's actions.

Feng Ji rushed into the long array passage, and he would lead his men to escort the two people from the East Factory back to the capital.

The two opponents actually cooperated, and were behind enemy lines, which made people sigh and sigh that things are impermanent.

Zhao Chun followed closely and he pulled the horse, and then the soldiers on both sides put the drinking water and food and fodder on the horse's back, checked it firmly, and took the opportunity to feed the horse some horse materials mixed with beans.

The war horse ate happily, shaking its head from time to time and neighing.

They had lost more than thirty war horses along the way, all of whom were exhausted or left behind.

Zhao Chun dismounted and took this opportunity to take advantage of the hot noodles, which everyone had.

Zhao Chun ate it voraciously. This was their first noodles since they escaped from Samarkand, which made him and Guan Qisheng almost burst into tears.

The guard asked Yu Lian in a low voice and nodded frequently.

"They are all good men who serve the country!"

The guard walked to Zhao Chun who was squatting on the ground and ate noodles and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I can send the most elite scouts to the capital to convey the message. You can rest here."

Zhao Chun in front of him looked like a beggar, with a hole wrapped in fabric that was not suitable for him.

Those hands looked full of cracks, mostly turning to both sides, red and black...

This is not like a human hand!

Zhao Chun raised his head, shook his head, pointed his right finger with the chopsticks, and said, "A lot of things are here, so the officials can only go back, otherwise they will let those brothers down..."

After eating the noodles, Zhao Chun stood up and bowed, "Thank you, sir, I'm going to say goodbye."

The guard took a few steps back and bowed, "A good journey!"

Zhao Chun nodded, got on his horse, and said, "It must!"

The guard finally said: "Don't be sad, the Ming Dynasty's military boots will definitely break through Samarkand, we... are invincible!"

Zhao Chun blinked and said, "It is for this that the lower officials went to Samarkand. If the Ming Dynasty could be invincible, then it would be worth it!"

With the sound of horse hooves, the cavalry team rushed into the city.

Zhao Chunhe Guan Qisheng's back had been replaced with a wooden box.

They rushed into the city, and the people on both sides watched silently, following them.

They passed the Bell and Drum Tower and rushed into Changxiangzi Street.

"Good man!"

The fear of Dongchang disappeared, and some people couldn't help but praise it.
To be continued...