The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain. BMW carvings fill the road with fragrance, the phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night.
It's New Year's Eve again, and the capital is as prosperous as ever. Lanterns, fine wine, beautiful people playing music and singing, everything is like blooming flowers, fresh and lively.
The people gathered at the city gate, and the streets were empty. It was as big as the city of Kyoto, and it couldn't accommodate it.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a faint and powerful sound of horns in the distance, and a red flag hanging high on a long pole appeared on the horizon.
"Back! The Flame-Slaying Army is back!"
A stone stirred up thousands of waves, and after a brief silence, huge cheers exploded, seeming to drown out the heroes who were getting closer and closer.
The general in light armor rode a jet-black horse at the forefront. His expression was hidden under the helmet that covered the upper half of his face. Only the lower half of his face was exposed, and his thin lips were slightly hooked, which could be regarded as responding to the overwhelming enthusiasm.
The sergeants behind him were much more generous in comparison. Most of them smiled and greeted the people, which made many women who came to watch look like they were in love with each other.
At that time, Jiang Xu stood like this in the crowded crowd, and saw the famous general in the capital and his flame-slaying army, carrying the billowing dust and the blood splattered on their shirts, stepping on the broken red firecrackers scattered on the ground, walking through the streets intertwined with lanterns.
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