"Fusu, Fusu, you are the shining star!"

He is guilty.

The crime is extremely heinous.

So he needs to make amends and atone for his sins.

Fusu only thought of one way.

After months of trekking, when he finally arrived at Xiangping City, he hesitated for a while, but finally gave up and continued eastward.

He is no longer naive and gullible. Even if Liao Dong Shou knows him, if he goes alone, he may be captured even if he reveals his identity.

Negotiations are only reciprocal if you have soldiers in your hands.

So, he once again measured the earth with his footsteps and continued to move forward along the path of the past expedition.

The thorns were deeply inserted into the hands, dripping with blood, and the blisters on the feet broke and formed again, and eventually turned into hard calluses. I was hungry for wild vegetables and thirsty for water from the stream.

When Fusu arrived in Xi'an in early September, his whole person was completely different.

He is only in his early thirties, but he looks like an old man in his forties. He has dark skin, a haggard appearance, and wears straw sandals. Unless someone is very familiar with his face and carefully recognizes his face, no one would recognize him as the noble and elegant young master who used to be as jade-like.

Su.

Fusu is no longer a fragile jade. He destroyed himself with his own hands, removed all the marks, and burned in the fire for a long time, turning into hard bronze.

The garrison in Xi'anping was Fusu's old army. Because it was too remote and the Xianyang court was busy dealing with the Northern Expedition, it didn't even have time to send envoys.

The local garrison also heard about the events in the Central Plains and the rebellions near and far. They were hesitant. Some people thought they should wait there, while more people thought it was better to go back to their hometowns on their own. These two opposing views gradually increased with Jiaodong.

The contact was interrupted, and I became more and more anxious.

The officials are no longer able to suppress the garrison, defections continue to occur, and mutinies like those in Shanggu and Yuyang may occur at any time!

Fortunately, Xi'anping's guard Gao Cheng was Fusu's right-hand man and helped him suppress the mutiny. Gao Cheng carefully identified the visitor who claimed to be an "old friend" and immediately recognized who he was.

The loser in the Xianyang court struggle.

The missing person who either thought he was dead or thought he was dead, went to Chengmi.

Gao Cheng was so excited that he cried before Fusu and shouted something Fusu had never heard in a year...

"Master, eldest son!"

It's such a familiar title, but it sounds so harsh.

He is no longer the eldest son, just Fusu!

Helping Gao Cheng up, Fu Su smiled at him and said:

"Stop calling me young master."

"Call me 'General'!"

Fusu arrived just in time and became a savior, a hope, and a life-saving straw that the garrison soldiers struggled to grasp.

When the garrison soldiers gathered together, when Fusu once again put on his general's armor and faced the eyes of these people looking at him, he was speechless for a moment.

He hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time, and his throat was as hard as iron.

After a long silence, Fusu bowed heavily to everyone.

Thousands of words condensed into simple words.

"Fusu has failed everyone."

"But I won't let down my second or third son again."

"I'm here to fulfill the unfulfilled promise."

"I'll take you home!"

…

"General!"

Gao Cheng's shout broke Fusu's memory. When he looked back, he saw Gao Cheng's eyes full of high fighting spirit.

"The last batch of garrison soldiers has returned, coming from Seoul!"

Seoul is located on the east coast of Haidong. It was built by Heifu. Although it is called a city, it is actually just a small village with hundreds of people stationed there. It can be said that it is the most remote outpost of the Qin Empire.

Now that even the Hancheng garrison has been recalled, there will no longer be a single soldier of the Qin army in the entire peninsula.

Those strongholds far away from the territory must now be abandoned, and the wanderers have to go home. Compared to this barbarian land, they have more important things that need to be protected.

Gao Chengxian reported: "The five hundred masters from Seoul brought their families and their families back. With the strength of a hundred people, they defeated the hundreds of harassing people. He also wanted to return to the Central Plains with the general and was about to pay his respects in person."

"not easy."

Fusu nodded: "Bring him here."

Not long after, a man with thick beard strode over.

This man was about fifty years old, wearing a sheepskin coat and a dog-skin hat on his head. His eyes were full of energy. When he saw Fusu, he knelt down on his knees very simply, with an excited cry in his voice:
Chapter completed!