When everyone gathers in the living room again, it is almost three updates.

Liu Biao also asked about the war damage, killing 397 people and injuring 872 people.

The two thousand five-year-old defenders were lost more than half.

"What a blessing!"

Liu Biao was straightforward and looked for Huo Bao directly, bowed and said, "I underestimated the enemy and thought I could fight the city. I didn't want the enemy to hide firearms. If General Huo hadn't taken action for righteousness, I would probably have been completely wiped out!"

Huo Bao hurriedly avoided: "The world's white shirt is a family, I'm just doing my best. General Liu, don't be polite!"

Liu Biao shook his head and said, "I know I borrowed my brother-in-law's light...but I should record this life-saving grace!"

Tu San was beside him and saw someone standing upright, saying, "Don't let the outsiders, they are all relatives, not outsiders."

...

Shui Jin stood not far away and talked to Jiang Ping.

"The Third Master is going to Lingshui?"

"Where will I go if I don't go to Lingshui? The people in Jiashan County are dead, and Anding County... the city gates are gone?"

“…”

I was a fellow villager and most familiar with each other, but now they were silent.

Each has its own position, no need to criticize anything.

But they are all on guard.

...

On the other side, Marshal Liu greeted General Yin and asked, "Standle Feng left Bozhou half a month ago. Is he... going to Chuzhou?"

"Well! My senior brother has few soldiers and insufficient food and grass, so he dared not stay in Bozhou, so he detours the capital Liangshan to Chuzhou for help. Now he is with Shuai Huo on the riverside!" General Yin told the truth.

"Binjiang?"

Marshal Liu pondered, thinking about something.

It's late at night.

After eating simple food, everyone will place it separately after taking it.

Huo Bao also learned from Li Yuan that the child soldiers were injured in the war.

Fifteen people died and thirty-three people were seriously injured.

Even if it is a sneak attack, there is no sight to the sword and gun, and casualties will inevitably occur when it is time to fight.

The child soldiers killed more than a thousand officers and soldiers, seized more than 1,400 armor and more than 1,400 weapons.

The child soldier is called the child soldier, but in fact he was only a hundred people who were a little younger than the ones who were a little younger in the Black Python Mountain.

When the 1,000 people arrived in Quyang, they were basically sixteen or seventeen.

Later, the 300 people who fought in Yongyang, the prefecture, were between thirteen and sixteen years old, and were also slightly older.

This time, when I went north to Bozhou, all the child soldiers under the age of thirteen remained in the prefecture.

Even so, when the teenagers were inexperienced, panic and weak, they suffered casualties.

Huo Bao's heart was heavy.

"There is no need to arrange for people to send the casualties back... The imperial court recruited a large army to suppress the rebellion, and the siege of Bozhou has been lifted. Let's go back to the prefecture tomorrow..."

Li Yuan responded, looked around and whispered: "Master Bao, those two cannons..."

"Stay it! That's seized!"

The child soldiers helped so much, so they naturally had to keep the seizures of their income.

If it weren't for these captures, the child soldiers wouldn't be so motivated.

But those firearms alerted Huo Bao.

No matter how high the force is, you can't stand it if you encounter hot weapons.

I just don’t know what the imperial firearm reserves are.

As long as the local area has reserves, there is article to do.

If not...

Huo Bao was powerless.

It is unscientific to ask a liberal arts dog to study cannons!

As for the gunpowder formula...

Making a rust grenade?

Now there are powerful crossbows, with a maximum range of 100 feet.

How far can the earth grenade be thrown?

I'm afraid it's like this cannon that loves to explode, it will serve as a deterrent effect.

...

After breakfast the next day, Huo Bao was taken to the inner house to meet his aunt Liu, whom he had met for the first time.

Liu is in his twenties, with only a pretty face and a gentle and kind expression.

"Nephew Huo Bao has met his aunt!"

Huo Bao was a little surprised, not because he was surprised by Liu's appearance, but because he was surprised by her age.

Nowadays, there are not many women who are married to their twenties.

He did not show his face, and he had seen it respectfully.

"Get up quickly! I heard your uncle talk about you... He couldn't let go of it, only you and your cousin..."

Liu personally helped Huo Bao up, pulled him to sit beside him, and asked him about his recent situation with Huo Wu.

She didn't know that her husband had a rift with Chuzhou, so she just thought that he was a close relative of his family and was concerned about him.

Huo Bao also answered one by one.

Mrs. Liu looked at the boy in front of her and felt more and more liked it.

With her appearance that was somewhat similar to her husband, she became more close to her heart, not to mention that she received a gift from Huo Bao when she got married.

The gift of He Ji complemented the regret of the absence of the three relatives of the disciples, but also made Liu feel guilty.

When she saw Huo Bao with her own eyes, she had an idea inexplicably.

Huo Bao was bleeding from the disciple's family...

But I dare not talk to my husband...

Thinking of this, Liu turned his head to look at her husband, and saw that her husband was loving and stared at Huo Wudai.

Liu sighed in his heart and said to her husband in a low voice: "Madam, I'm afraid I don't like to meet people right now..."

"Then let's see you again, there will always be a chance in the future!" Tu San said.

Huo Bao stood up and said, "Uncle, aunt, reunion, my nephew should have been happy and fulfilled his filial piety... But the Chuzhou boy who went north with his nephew, he could not let them be lonely ghosts, and he still needed to send his remains back to Chuzhou for burial as soon as possible. The nephew wanted to take a step first, come back to come back to my uncle, and my aunt would pay my respects..."

The Liu woman's nature is hard to listen to life and death.

Thinking of the changes that had happened for more than half a month, she couldn't help but blushed: "Good boy, it's hard for you to think about this... The dead are the most important thing, so it should be done!"

I was reluctant to leave on three sides, but I felt a little dazed.

I heard it before, and Shui Jin also brought the remains of the soldiers who died in battle.

On the side of General Yin, there was a cart of urns.

Jiang Ping used to be a joke, and when he talked about these two people, he acted like this and invited people to win the hearts of others.

How many people can do this kind of invitation to win people’s hearts?

My brother-in-law’s pattern is bigger than what I know.

Before Huo Bao could come out of Liu's place, Mrs. Han sent someone to pass on the message to meet Huo Bao.

Tu San, Liu and his wife looked at each other and accompanied Huo Bao.

...

Mrs. Han is about the same age as her husband. She knows her destiny, but her hair is gray and her face is dry and wrinkles. She looks like a person in her sixties.

His eyes were swollen and his face was a little discouraged.

Losing a son in old age is the most tragic thing in life.

Marshal Liu was deeply hit, let alone Mrs. Han, the biological mother.

It’s just that Liu Da acted too much that Marshal Liu lost his foundation in Bozhou.

Nowadays, except for the parents, wife and children, no one else mentions Liu Da at all, let alone what is happening behind him.
To be continued...