The ones who came back were the Wei family army and the Zhongshan army, but there were also many civilians and other people mixed in, so it was difficult to see clearly. When everyone walked to the door, the crossbow cart above was still loaded, and the soldiers did not relax their vigilance at all.

Afterwards, she saw her clansmen reuniting and sharing their feelings with each other. As a junior, she didn't want to go forward, so she came down from the observation deck and stayed quietly in the crowd, occasionally glancing at the Wei family soldiers outside.

It's the army.

It was Wei’s own army.

Although there are only 3,000 people, for them right now, it is like a long-awaited rain, and they finally get what they wanted.

I don’t know how my third uncle brought all these people back to Yizhou.

Wei Mingyuan looked at her softly, thinking that she was a young lady after all. He had been fighting on the battlefield for many years and had a murderous aura about him. He was afraid of scaring his niece and deliberately slowed down his tone, "Wu Niang has grown up so much."

Then he turned around and called his son Wei Ling, "This is your fifth cousin."

Wei Ling was the same age as Wei Xiyin, only a few months younger than her, but a full head taller than her. Having lived on the road for a long time, his skin was a healthy tan. He saluted with a slight blush, "Meetings, Fifth Cousin."

Wei Xiyin quickly returned the greeting, "Cousin Ling, you're welcome."

After the greetings.

Wei Ji thought for a moment. Although the army outside was called the Wei Family Army, they only obeyed Wei Mingyuan.

He said to Wei Mingyuan, "The fortress can no longer accommodate so many people. The soldiers outside need to rest. Leave a few of your trusted confidants here, and the rest of you can go to the county town to rest first."

Wei Mingyuan naturally agreed, "My nephew will follow the clan leader's instructions."

He whispered a few instructions to Wei Ling, then followed the patriarch to the old house.