Chapter 1636: The Enemy's Wails

He walked slowly down from the bastion, every step appearing exceptionally heavy. The surrounding soldiers gathered around one after another; their faces were overflowing with the smiles of victory, but their eyes also revealed a trace of fatigue and sorrow. Zhao Yun took a deep breath; he knew it was not yet time to relax.

"Brothers, although we have achieved victory, the battle has not truly ended." Zhao Yun's voice was steady and powerful, piercing through the clamor of the crowd, making every soldier quiet down and listen carefully. "Next, what we must do is rebuild this land, so that the common people can live and work in peace. At the same time, we must also be vigilant to prevent the enemy from invading again."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers nodded one after another. They knew that Zhao Yun was not only a brave general but also a wise man who cared for the world. Under his leadership, they not only won the battle but also won the hearts of the people.

Zhao Yun began to arrange the follow-up work. He ordered a portion of the soldiers to be responsible for clearing the battlefield and burying the sacrificed soldiers; another portion of the soldiers was responsible for repairing the fortress and restoring its defensive functions. At the same time, he also sent envoys to convey the news of victory to the surrounding cities and requested support and material aid.

Under Zhao Yun's careful planning, the fortress gradually restored its former vitality. The common people returned one after another and began to rebuild their homes. They were grateful for Zhao Yun's kindness and expressed their willingness to obey his orders and guard this land together.

However, Zhao Yun was not satisfied with this. He knew deeply that to truly ensure the peace of this land, he had to solve the problem from the root. Thus, he began to go deep into the common people, understand their hardships and needs, and strive to find a solution.

Under his efforts, the fortress's agriculture was restored and developed, grain production increased significantly, solving the common people's problem of food and clothing. At the same time, he also strengthened trade with surrounding cities, promoting economic prosperity. More importantly, he advocated education, encouraged the common people to learn cultural knowledge, and improved their overall quality, laying a foundation for long-term future development.

As time passed, the fortress gradually became a brilliant pearl on this land. The common people lived and worked in peace, the economy was prosperous, and culture was flourishing. And Zhao Yun also became a hero and guardian god in their hearts.

However, Zhao Yun did not stop his steps because of this. He knew deeply that the world was not yet settled, war was frequent, and he had a greater mission waiting to be completed. Thus, he bid farewell to this land and people he loved deeply and embarked on a new journey.

Under Zhao Yun's leadership, his army fought north and south, invincible. They not only quelled rebellions and separatist forces everywhere but also resisted the invasion and harassment of foreign tribes. Zhao Yun's fame spread far and wide, becoming a hero revered by people all over the world.

But no matter where he went, Zhao Yun's heart was always concerned about the land and people he had once fought for. Whenever the night was deep and quiet, he would look up at the starry sky and silently pray for the peace and prosperity of that land.

Finally, one day, when Zhao Yun returned to that land again, he saw the scene he had dreamed of. The fortress had turned into a prosperous city, and the common people lived and worked in peace, their faces full of smiles. They flocked to Zhao Yun one after another, expressing their gratitude and reverence for him.

Zhao Yun looked at all this, his heart filled with gratification and pride. He knew that all his efforts and sacrifices were worth it. He gently touched the armor on his chest, as if he had returned to that era of war.

"Brothers, we did it." Zhao Yun's voice was somewhat choked, but his eyes were exceptionally firm. "We not only won the battle but also won the future. This land will be prosperous forever, and our names will also be remembered by history."

With the passage of time, Zhao Yun's name gradually became a legend, and his deeds were widely praised among the people. That fortress, which had once been ravaged by war, was now a prosperous city, where people lived and worked in peace, enjoying the tranquility and happiness brought by peace. And Zhao Yun, although he had become a memory of history, his spirit was forever engraved in the heart of this city.

Under Zhao Yun's influence, this city formed a unique cultural atmosphere. People revered bravery but did not lose their gentleness and elegance; they loved peace but did not forget to be prepared for danger in times of peace. Whenever night fell, in the dim lights of the city, one could always see some young people telling stories of Zhao Yun, their eyes flashing with reverence and yearning for the hero.

This city also established a Zhao Yun Memorial Hall, which displayed the weapons and armor Zhao Yun had once used, as well as his portraits and sculptures. Everyone who came to this city would go to the memorial hall to pay tribute to this great hero. The narrator of the memorial hall was an elderly veteran who had once witnessed Zhao Yun's bravery and wisdom with his own eyes. He used his own personal experience to tell the story of Zhao Yun to every visitor, allowing Zhao Yun's spirit to be passed down from generation to generation.

With the passage of time, this city gradually became the cultural center of this land. It attracted scholars, merchants, and travelers from all directions. They exchanged ideas and collided with wisdom here, making the city's culture even more rich and colorful. And Zhao Yun's spirit also became the soul of the city's culture, inspiring everyone to move forward bravely and unyieldingly.

However, the days of peace did not last long. With the turmoil of the surrounding situation, this land again faced the threat of war. This time, the enemy was more powerful, their iron hooves trampled the surrounding cities, and everywhere they went was a mess. Facing such a powerful enemy, people's hearts were filled with fear and despair.

Just then, a young general stood out. His name was Zhao Yunfeng, a descendant of Zhao Yun. He inherited Zhao Yun's qualities of being brave in battle and wise in strategy, and he had even greater ambitions than his ancestors. Zhao Yunfeng knew deeply the mission he shouldered, and he decided to lead the army to defend the peace of this land and its people.

Under Zhao Yunfeng's leadership, the army's morale soared, and relying on their tenacious will and exquisite skills, they repelled the enemy's attacks time and again. However, the enemy did not give up because of this; they mobilized more troops, preparing to launch the final general offensive on this city.

Facing such a severe situation, Zhao Yunfeng did not retreat. He knew deeply that this battle was not only about the survival of this city but also about the inheritance of Zhao Yun's spirit. Thus, he decided to adopt a bold and risky strategy—take the initiative to attack and strike directly at the enemy's heartland.

Under Zhao Yunfeng's careful planning, the army moved swiftly; they bypassed the enemy's main force and struck directly at the enemy's rear. There, they destroyed the enemy's supply lines and cut off the enemy's connection with the rear. At the same time, Zhao Yunfeng also sent an elite force to sneak into the enemy's interior to create chaos, creating favorable conditions for the final decisive battle.

Finally, the day of the decisive battle arrived. Zhao Yunfeng took the lead and led the army to charge toward the enemy's position. Both sides engaged in a life-and-death struggle, and every inch of land witnessed the cruelty of the battle. However, under Zhao Yunfeng's leadership, the army's morale was high, and relying on their tenacious will and exquisite skills, they gradually gained the upper hand.

Just as the battle was about to achieve victory, the enemy suddenly sent an elite cavalry unit, attempting to raid the command center where Zhao Yunfeng was located. Facing the sudden crisis, Zhao Yunfeng did not panic. He quickly organized a counterattack force and charged toward the enemy's cavalry.

The two armies clashed, dust flew, and blades flashed. Zhao Yunfeng held his long spear and charged at the very front; his figure wove through the enemy, every swing accompanied by the wails of the enemy. Under his leadership, the counterattack force fought bravely forward and successfully repelled the enemy's cavalry unit. ===== CHAPTER 1637 =====