I was a famous teacher in ancient times

At this time, the mountains and forests were extremely quiet, and Ziheng slowly put down the raised hand crossbow. He came to Zhang Min's head, and clearly saw the unwillingness in Zhang Min's eyes. Ziheng sneered, "Zhang Huang's head must It's ready."

Guard Jiao shouted loudly, "Yes."

Ziheng's guards were the most excited. They didn't expect the young master to make a quick move. Hey, this is the prince they are following.

Han Chenhui sat down against the tree trunk. At this time, Zhang Min's people were all slaughtered, "Rest for a while and then return."

He is really tired, and now he has no strength, he is not young after all.

Ziheng said in a brisk tone, "I will go out of the woods and take the official road in a while, and the return journey will be faster."

Han Chenhui spoke lazily, and took back Zhang Min's head. The Northern Expedition was only complete. The only pity was that Ming Jiao made up his mind to retreat. He couldn't go the same way. Neither of the two main generals could go to the battlefield. This was too obvious.

Ziheng sat on the dead wood, "General Ming must be very busy."

Han Chenhui laughed, "He must be scolding me."

However, scolding is useless, whoever made Ming Jiao's legs and feet weak, he still had to rely on him to track down Zhang Min.

Ziheng raised his head, "When the battlefield is cleared up, the army will enter Beijing?"

Han Chenhui shook his head, "The capital was completely destroyed by Zhang Min, and the entire capital has to be rebuilt."

As long as he calculated the money spent on reconstruction, his heart couldn't help but twitch. However, Emperor Yang was very rich, whether it was the state treasury or private property.

Han Chenhui always wants to salivate when he thinks about it. He has never been rich all the way to this day, and his careful planning is engraved in his bones. What is it to enjoy with Yang Huang, um, this bowl of rice is really delicious!
The smell of blood is very strong here, but the wolves dare not go forward, they can only watch from a distance.

Ziheng found the trace of the wolf, and pulled General Han up, "It's getting late."

General Han waved his hand, "Let's go."

The forest soldiers have the basic skills to identify the direction, and the professional soldiers lead the way. The group of people quickly walked out of the forest. After leaving the forest, they fired signal flares continuously, and all the people walked along the road to the official road.

After walking for a while, a signal flare was set off, and the soldiers watching the horses outside the forest found the signal flare, and brought the horses to find it.

Ziheng and his party did not choose to rest. They rode horses all night and returned to the barracks in the middle of the night.

Ming Jiao had already greeted him at the gate of the barracks. Seeing that Han Chenhui and his son were safe, his eyes fell on the burden, "Is this Zhang Min's head?"

Han Chenhui laughed loudly, "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life."

Ming Jiao dropped the crutch in his hand and stepped forward, touched the bundle and laughed, "Okay, okay."

Han Chenhui just wants to sleep now, "I'll leave the rest to you, I'll go to rest first."

Ming Jiao only had Zhang Min's head in his eyes, and he waved his hand, "Okay, you guys go to rest first."

After speaking, he called someone to make ice and put the head in an ice box for preservation. Zhang Min's head was to be sent back to Jiaozhou.

Zhang Min died, and the news quickly spread throughout the barracks. Many soldiers lost sleepiness. They knew Zhang Min was dead, and the Northern Expedition ended successfully.

At noon the next day, Ziheng woke up. When he came out of the shower, Han Chenhui and Ming Jiao were not in the barracks, they went to the battlefield.

Today was a rare fine weather, Ziheng ate pancakes to wrap his belly, when he arrived at the battlefield, there was black smoke rolling on the battlefield, and the black smoke rushed into the sky along with the wind.

Ziheng stopped at the edge of the battlefield. Too many people died in this land. It is obvious that the reunification of the country is a happy event, but his heart is only sad.

The next few days were devoted to sorting out the battlefield and gathering the dead and wounded soldiers. There was no way to transport all the corpses of the Northern Expeditionary soldiers back, only the ashes. There were many jars for ashes in the barracks.

A few days later, the wounded soldiers who had returned to the south left, along with the ashes urn.

The Northern Expeditionary Army moved forward again and left the battlefield, stopping only twenty miles outside the capital, where Han Chenhui set up camp again.

The next day, Han Chenhui and Ming Jiao got on their horses fully dressed, and they were going to the capital to meet the people and deliver life-saving food and herbs to the people.

Ziheng was still young when he left the capital, and his memory of the capital was already blurred. At this time, the gates of the capital were wide open, and the people in the capital were waiting ten miles outside the city to welcome the Northern Expeditionary Army.

It can be said that the people of the whole city were mobilized. Ran Ziheng felt sad when he saw it. The capital was really destroyed. Now there are less than 5 people in the city.

Ziheng listened to the cheers of the people, they welcomed the Northern Expedition Army sincerely, and also, the Northern Expedition Army saved their lives.

Han Chenhui sighed and said: "When I invaded the capital back then, many people escaped from the capital and it was prosperous. Now that the people who fled have returned, the capital can no longer support the capital."

Ziheng held his horsewhip, "The population of the entire north has dropped sharply, not to mention the capital, even the cities of the states are empty."

Han Chenhui recalled what he saw in the south, "Tsk, the people in the south are really lucky."

Ziheng raised his eyebrows, "There are also unfortunate ones."

Such as Huizhou and Ezhou several states.

Han Chenhui snorted, "That's better than the north, look at the people on both sides, old, weak, sick and disabled!"

Ziheng's eyes hurt from being stabbed, but, "Wang Huo conscripted troops from the capital to form the navy, and was later taken over by Zhang Min, and now he is under the control of General Bai. These people are registered in the capital."

As long as these laborers are brought back, each family in the capital can also have a strong labor force, and when the capital is rebuilt, the lives of the people can also be prosperous.

Han Chenhui raised his eyebrows, "I really forgot."

Entering the gate of the city, Ziheng cursed in a low voice, most of the houses were destroyed, how many people died in the first place?
Han Chenhui's complexion was not good either. Compared to the bustle of distributing relief food at the gate of the city, the expressions of Han Chenhui and others who entered the city were not good.

After reaching the palace all the way, well, it can be said to be in ruins.

Ziheng teased, "The imperial palace is really full of disasters."

Han Chenhui said dryly: "The rebuilding is quite good, so as not to be unlucky for the former imperial palace."

Ziheng didn't intend to go into the palace to have a look. He wanted to visit the Zhou family in his memory. He really didn't remember it, but the elite who sneaked into the capital first found out about the house.

It's a pity that what Ziheng saw were still ruins, and the house had already been occupied by people.

Jiao Huwei touched his nose, "My lord, do you still want to go in and have a look?"

Ziheng had a terrible toothache, and scolded Zhang Min again, "I won't go."

As for Grandpa's temporary cemetery, he didn't know, and he was afraid that he would pay homage to the wrong cemetery.

When the news of the victory of the Northern Expedition came back to Jiaozhou, Yang Xixuan laughed heartily after reading the victory report carefully, Zhang Min died!

All the ministers took turns to look at the good news. The Northern Expedition was victorious, and the country belonged to the emperor.

Ming Chen and others, "Congratulations to the emperor for unifying the north and the south, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

Yang Xixuan's blood was boiling, and his chest was hot. Hearing the congratulations of the ministers, he seemed to see the map of the mountains and rivers. At this time, he was stepping on the mountains and rivers.

Fireworks are set off over Jiaozhou Fucheng tonight, and the people are boiling. Their loyal emperor has unified the country, and the troubled times are over!

As for Nanzhou, the people think that there is no threat!