As the fighting subsided, Chen Zhennan led his troops back to the border. His gaze was firm and far-reaching as he looked at this land that had once been shrouded in the smoke of battle, his heart filled with complex emotions.
He knew that although the war had temporarily ended, the work of rebuilding peace was a difficult task.
He decided to entrust the affairs here entirely to Li Guangyi and his son, who were native locals with deep feelings for this land and would definitely do their best to handle the aftermath.
Chen Zhennan said to Li Guangyi, "General Li, the peace and security of the border is entrusted to you."
His voice conveyed trust and expectation, as if entrusting a heavy responsibility to his most trusted comrade-in-arms.
Li Guangyi straightened his body, his eyes shining with determination, and solemnly replied, "Marshal Chen, please rest assured, my son and I will do our utmost to protect the peace of this land."
His words were powerful and resounding, like a vow, filling Chen Zhennan's heart with confidence.
After arranging everything, Chen Zhennan left Yan Shiyu with a thousand team members, a hint of worry in his eyes. Although Greenberg was now crippled, he knew all too well the enemy's cunning and cruelty, and that a revenge attack was inevitable.
His voice was deep and powerful as he said to Yan Shiyu, "Captain Yan, leave behind a thousand elite soldiers in case Greenberg launches a counterattack."
Yan Shiyu nodded, his eyes shining with determination, and replied, "Marshal, rest assured, we will be on high alert and will not give the enemy any opportunity to take advantage of us."
Chen Zhennan turned his gaze into the distance, his voice tinged with coldness: "If Greenberg starts another war, then wipe out the entire Jewish cult and make them pay the heaviest price."
His words were like the cold winter wind, piercing and chilling, revealing an unwavering determination.
He knew that showing mercy to the enemy was being cruel to his comrades, and he couldn't let their blood be shed in vain. His words revealed a soldier's decisiveness and resolve, which made Chen Zhennan feel even more at ease.
With the dust settling on the border conflict, Chen Zhennan finally shed his heavy battle robes and decided to embark on his journey home.
His heart was filled with longing for a home, and what he looked forward to most was his wedding with Song Yunyang.
On the way back, he felt both excited and nervous, like an explorer about to embark on a new chapter in his life.
Chen Zhennan asked Song Yunyang softly, his tone tinged with anticipation and unease, "Yunyang, what do you think about having our wedding in Lingnan?"
His eyes sparkled with anticipation for the future, as if he were waiting for fate to grant him his blessing.
Song Yunyang smiled slightly, her eyes revealing a deep understanding of Chen Zhennan. She replied, "No problem, but I still want to know, why did you choose Lingnan instead of the bustling capital or the picturesque Qingzhou?"
Her voice was gentle and full of curiosity, like a clear spring nourishing Chen Zhennan's heart.
Chen Zhennan gave a bitter smile, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, as if he were recalling the ups and downs of the past.
He slowly explained, "Seven years ago, I launched an uprising in Lingnan, fighting battles across the country for Wu Yunyin's sake. Although that woman was extremely selfish, she also helped me create a new world. That was the starting point of my journey, and now, I want to make that place the new starting point for both of us."
His words carried a deep sense of emotion, as if he were telling Song Yunyang a long-forgotten story.
As Song Yunyang listened to Chen Zhennan's words, a tear of emotion welled up in her eyes. She said softly, "Zhennan, I am willing to be with you, starting from your beginning and welcoming my beginning."
Her voice carried a firmness and gentleness, like the warm spring sun, warming Chen Zhennan's heart.
The two walked side by side, the sound of their horses' hooves echoing on the quiet country road, their shadows stretched long in the afterglow of the setting sun.
The surrounding scenery was peaceful and beautiful, as if it were blessing the couple. Chen Zhennan gradually relaxed. He knew that no matter what had happened in the past, he now had Song Yunyang and a new beginning.
After a long two-week journey, Chen Zhennan and his group finally returned to his hometown in this world—Lingnan.
Every mountain, river, tree, and blade of grass here carries his childhood memories and the traces of his growth.
The Lingnan Prince's Mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, filled with joy. Although Zhou Xiang had passed away, Chen Zhennan still clearly remembered his heroic appearance when he followed him in battles across the country, a bond of comradeship forged in life and death.
Chen Zhennan invited all his close friends to gather in Lingnan for his wedding.
On the wedding day, the hall was filled with guests, and laughter and cheerful voices rose and fell, like birds singing in spring, creating a joyous and peaceful atmosphere.
This wedding had no elaborate ceremonies or solemn prayers; it was filled only with endless joy and a warm atmosphere.
At midnight, Chen Zhennan and Song Yunyang changed into bright red wedding attire. Their faces beamed with happiness, like blooming peonies, noble and elegant.
They raised their glasses and first toasted everyone present.
Chen Zhennan said loudly, "The first toast is to every relative and friend present. Thank you for coming from afar to bless Yunyang and me."
His voice, filled with gratitude and joy, soothed everyone's hearts like a clear spring.
The guests raised their glasses in response, their faces beaming with genuine smiles, as warm and bright as the spring sun.
Their blessings came in waves, bringing the wedding atmosphere to a climax.
Then, Chen Zhennan and Song Yunyang toasted each other with a second glass of wine.
With a hint of sorrow and remembrance in his eyes, Chen Zhennan slowly said, "The second cup of wine is to those brothers and sisters who have passed away. May their spirits in heaven protect the peace and prosperity of the Great Yan Kingdom."
His words revealed a deep sorrow and boundless respect, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, carrying a remembrance of the past.
Finally, Chen Zhennan raised his glass for the third time and said loudly, "This third glass is to those dead enemies. They forced me step by step to get to where I am today. May the three kingdoms be united and the world be at peace!"
After saying that, Chen Zhennan poured the wine in his glass onto the ground, then turned to look at Yan Shiyu standing on the roof.
"Shiyu, light the fire!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Shiyu immediately reached out and took out a Sky-Soaring Horn.
As a firework exploded, about twenty seconds later, countless stars shot into the sky and exploded one by one in the air.
Chen Zhennan pulled Song Yunyang along as they watched the dazzling fireworks.
“Yunyang, this is my own end point, but it is the starting point for both of us.”
Upon hearing this, Song Yunyang smiled slightly and pointed to everyone in the Prince's mansion.
"This is their end point, but it's the beginning point for all of us."
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