The wind and sand blowing at the border have finally stopped for three months.
Gu Yinuo was riding on a horse, with a mighty triumphal team behind him, escorting the captured food and baggage, as well as a dozen enemy generals tied into rice dumplings. There was no expression on his face, just like when he was patrolling the camp, but the soldiers below felt at ease when they looked at his face.
"General, the city gate is thirty miles ahead." Deputy General Zhao Tieniu came closer on horseback and said with a grin, "The emperor has designated a big reward this time. We fought beautifully in this battle, thirty thousand against eighty thousand, and we stunned those grandsons."
Gu Yinuo said "hmm" and didn't answer.
