After Tan Junyan came back, she immediately wrote on the paper with a gel pen:
The barbarians have retreated, and our army has won a great victory.
The officers and soldiers were all excited and wanted to drink to celebrate, but there was no wine, which was really laughable.
The victory in this battle is all due to your contribution. I am so grateful that I cannot express it in words.
Your wisdom and strategy are rare in this world.
The advantages of the compound bow far exceed my imagination and are the key to our victory today.
The sight on the bow allows my lord to see in the dark as if it were daytime, and to see farther.
Your talent lies not only in military strategy, but also in your ability to assess situations before they occur and make preparations in advance. I have great respect for you.
You always provide us with the most effective assistance in critical moments, like providing timely help.
Your Majesty’s grace is so great that I cannot repay it. I respectfully present you with the sword you have given me as a token of my gratitude.
I wish you all the best, from Tan Junyan!
After writing, he threw the paper, cell phone, and sword at his waist into the porcelain jar.
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Wang Yan quickly saw the object that Tan Junyan sent over.
I felt half relieved.
I was so concerned about the situation over there that I didn't even go to have dinner with Mo Chunqiu.
I wrote three letters to inquire, but to no avail. I thought the city had been broken!
I felt relieved when I saw the letter.
I was first attracted by the ancient sword. I picked it up and weighed it, and it felt very comfortable in my hand.
The scabbard is made of wood, which has a sense of age and a dark color, exuding a low-key luxury.
The wood texture is delicate and warm. I observed it briefly and pulled it out.
The dense diamond-shaped patterns on the sword looked like frost on autumn water, and the blade shone with a cold light, so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut through the air.
The hilt of the sword was slightly warm, seemingly due to the residual body temperature of Tan Junyan.
"The Holy Dragon Kingdom is not only excellent in porcelain, but also in cold weapon craftsmanship."
Wang Yan felt that this sword witnessed the extraordinary cold weapon manufacturing technology of the Holy Dragon Kingdom.
If there were no natural disasters and the emperor was not incompetent, the Holy Dragon Kingdom would surely usher in its heyday.
After observing for a while, he put down his sword and picked up the letter written by Tan Junyan.
After seeing the first sentence, Wang Yan's heart was completely relieved.
No matter what, as long as the barbarian army retreats, it's fine.
After a moment, he muttered, "No wonder this sword looks so exquisite. It turned out to be a gift from the Emperor of the Holy Dragon Kingdom."
The rewards bestowed by the emperor were of extraordinary value during the Holy Dragon Kingdom period.
The gold, silver and jewelry I got before are completely incomparable to this sword.
This is a truly precious antique. All those jewels and porcelains combined are probably not as valuable as this.
This is truly priceless.
Finally, I picked up my phone, opened the album, clicked on the first photo, and was stunned.
In the photo, several generals are wearing armor, which is already incomplete, revealing the tattered clothes underneath.
They were all wearing worn straw sandals, except for one who was wearing cloth shoes, but his toes were exposed.
They all have sunken eye sockets and are skinny.
His face, weathered by wind and sun, is full of vicissitudes of life.
He continued to look through other photos, and his brows furrowed more and more.
Every photo is filled with yellow sand, without a trace of green, and it is barren without a trace of life.
The people on the street were dressed in rags and tattered clothes.
They were all so skinny that they looked like they could be blown down by a gust of wind.
The houses on both sides of the street are dilapidated, most of them are leaning to one side and have obviously become dangerous buildings.
Even the city walls were broken and collapsed beyond recognition.
The soldiers standing on the city wall didn't even have any broken armor.
Clothes hung on his body like rags.
Most of them don't have shoes and are basically barefoot.
I had long thought that the conditions there would be poor and the environment harsh, but I never imagined it would be this bad.
The people not only lacked food and water, but also had problems with clothing and shelter.
Especially the soldiers, not only did they not have protective armor, they didn't even have the most basic shoes.
Even the weapons in their hands were incomplete.
Yes, but what he held in his hand was not a long spear or a halberd, but a wooden stick.
It is so shocking and admirable that such a team would rather die than retreat than defend the country.
At the same time, it is also heartbreaking.
Many soldiers were only sixteen or seventeen years old, which is still considered students in modern times.
Only after seeing a few selfies of Tan Junyan did my mood improve.
Tan Junyan's delicate and pretty face without any makeup is not inferior to any star or internet celebrity.
The armor covered with knife marks did not detract from her heroic demeanor.
Her hair was simply tied up, and a few strands of hair were soaked with sweat due to the hot weather and stuck to her cheeks, adding a bit of unrestrainedness.
He has an upright posture, bright eyes, and an aura of tenacity about him.
In one photo, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she was smiling faintly.
Wang Yan looked at it and said to himself, "This is a flower that bloomed in the baptism of war."
She was still a graceful young girl in her early twenties, but her fragile shoulders carried the life and death of an entire dynasty.
Her youth was not wasted in makeup and cosmetics, but shone brightly among the wars.
Although she is a girl, she forges ahead in the purgatory of blood and fire.
She is the unyielding backbone of a dynasty, carrying the expectations of thousands of soldiers and civilians with her iron will!
"The last ray of hope of an era, I will never let you fall."
Wang Yan's desire to help Tan Junyan became stronger and stronger.
Not to mention a large number of antiques in return, they would help even if it meant losing money.
I picked up my phone and called Sun Hao.
"Haozi, order me 100,000 shovels, 20,000 unicycles for the construction site, 5 million red bricks, 30 tons of cement, and 10 tons of construction timber..."
The city walls on Tan Junyan's side need to be reinforced and the houses need to be rebuilt.
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