Sometimes, the death information of soldiers who were injured in the war may take two or three years or even more than ten years to be transmitted back home.

These fellow villagers who came back alive on the battlefield were the only way for their families to get news about their men at the first time.

There were bursts of crying, but the crying stopped quickly.

As military households in the Great Jin Dynasty, while they enjoy various preferential treatments, they are also mentally prepared to die at any time.

This world...

The Huo family is also the oldest group of people in the military households in Huazhu City.

Therefore, the Huo family's house is located in the center of the military inner city, with a large house that can enter and exit several times. There is also a martial arts field covering dozens of acres in the backyard, and even a large circle of animals with dozens of ferocious beasts with excellent heads and feet.

When Wu Tie came to the door of the Huo family mansion, the door opening decorated with a blood-colored beast-headed door knocker was opened. Huo Xiong's father and several uncles were already wearing military uniforms and stood in line at the door.

"Ah Xiong, I'm back!" Huo Xiong's father Huo Hunian was only fifty years old, but he was short of one hand and blinded one eye. Especially since his Daoji was damaged and his essence and blood were dying. At first glance, he was like a centenarian in his twilight age, who looked so old that he looked extremely old.

Just when he saw "Huo Xiong", he still smiled particularly brightly.

"Dad, I'm back!" Wu Tie's heart twitched slightly, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Huo Hu.

"This time, I'll probably stay at home for more days..." Wu Tie frowned: "I played for no reason, lost for no reason... I was very frustrated. The commanders above have given us a long holiday."

Huo Hu was stunned, jumped out of the door, and supported Wu Tie with one arm.
Chapter completed!