A great war has made the vibrant Boluo grassland scarred, the grass that has been ruthlessly trampled is crawling on the ground, without the slightest life, the leaves have become yellow, the blood has soaked the earth, exuding a faint smell of blood, and the scorching sun has turned the earth into a dark black...... What is even more dazzling is that new graves have appeared on the vast grassland.

The battlefield is incomparably cruel and bloody.

Since ancient times, wars have been filled with lives, and everyone knows this very well.

The appearance of each new grave means the loss of a life.

The crown prince Longchen, who was dressed in a white robe, stood in front of the tomb with no end in sight, his long white hair was tied up casually, and there was a faint look of unbearable color at the bottom of his eyes.

On the table in front of you, various offerings such as cows, sheep, and steamed buns are offered.

Holding the wine in the bowl in both hands, he slowly poured down.

Long Chen bent down and saluted as he looked at the new graves.

It's a great gift.

This is the highest respect from the royal family.

Behind Long Chen, the 280,000 soldiers in the western camp watched quietly, the wind blowing on the grassland flashed the military flags and hunting, their expressions were extremely calm, and there was a faint sadness in their eyes.

Among those new graves—

There are their brothers, comrades-in-arms.

They also have their enemies.

Regardless of their status, they all gave their lives for this battlefield, and they are great, worthy of praise, and worthy of their respect.

"Li—"

The old eunuch from the imperial capital had a long rooster throat.

The movements of the 280,000 Taiqian soldiers were the same, and they hit the ribcage hard with their right fists.

A dull sound came out, like the drums of war beating on the battlefield.

The 280,000 soldiers of the Taiqian used their actions to express their highest respect to their comrades-in-arms and brothers who were buried in the ground and to their opponents who fought bravely.

Nine dull voices spread across the grassland.

Long Chen still stood quietly, his expression unhappy or angry, and slowly spilled the third bowl of wine on the ground.

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The new tomb on the Boluo grassland was built by his order.

Since ancient times, every time there is a big war, the way to deal with those soldiers who died in battle is extremely inauthentic, either digging a big pit and burying it on the spot, or the military doctor burns the corpses with a fire in order to prevent the spread of the plague...... But Long Chen was not unwilling to do so.

Now that the war in the West is over, the royal court is destined to be history.

The excerpt was also sent out early, but there was not the slightest news from the imperial capital.

Long Chen was not nervous, no matter what, no one could erase his exploits in the western realm, and he also had enough time to bury the warriors in the warrior field - build a grave for each of them, and set up a stone tablet in front of the tomb, and the stone tablet should be engraved with words.

Looking at the new grave in front of him, Long Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

Although he is cold-blooded and ruthless, and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, even to the extreme, he will not treat anyone badly, even the most ordinary warriors, he will build a tomb and a monument for him.

The people who carved the words on the stele were Yan Liang and Zhang Sheng, the calligraphers he specially invited from the imperial capital. These two people are from a scholarly family, especially Yan Liang, whose ancestors are all famous Confucians in the empire for three generations. Zhang Sheng also did not admit at all, although his background was not as prominent as Yan Liang, but the cursive writing was superb, which made people look forward to it and be fascinated and passionate.

Come to think of it.

Long Chen's expression revealed a hint of relief - these soldiers did not die in vain, they deserved to die.

Look into the distance.

There are also several stone tablets carved out.

Long Chen slowly revealed a hint of complexity - the fiasco of the royal court had a lot to do with him, if he didn't hesitate to lose yin virtue, he was not afraid of suffering the retribution of heaven and earth, the loss of luck, and throwing that poison into the long river that the grassland people regarded as the sacred mother river, I am afraid that the royal court would not have collapsed so quickly.

- Heavenly reincarnation, Longchen has also received retribution.

- but he still hopes to do something to save some of his luck. Therefore, he buried all the corpses that the royal court decisively and ruthlessly abandoned, although he did not know his name, but gave him the greatest name - the steppe warrior.

……

……

The soldiers who had finished their salute gradually returned.

Long Chen was still standing in front of the tomb, and the eighteenth wine was spilled, and his expression became relaxed.

Perhaps, only in this way, will his heart feel better.

A ghostly figure appeared beside Long Chen.

Long Chen's brows couldn't help frowning.

"Why are you here?"

There was a hint of anger in Long Chen's questioning voice.

"I'll ...... Salute the souls of the dead on the grasslands. ”

Ling Cangfeng said in a very soft voice.

Long Chen's brows stretched a little.

Ling Cangfeng slapped his big hand, and a fine wine was suddenly opened.

The wine table moved.

A large stream of fine wine flowed.

Drink out.

Ling Cangfeng bowed long and bowed.

"These days, I'm almost always haunted by nightmares, and as soon as I close my eyes, I can see the ghosts of the prairie asking for my life. ”

Ling Cangfeng said slowly.

Long Chen's expression became a little cold, he looked at Ling Cangfeng, and said loudly, "What do you want to say?"

Ling Cangfeng smiled, "I did something wrong...... Naturally, you have to think of ways to make up for it, don't you? But you're much smarter. ”

There was a faint killing intent in Long Chen's eyes, "Really, you might as well say it carefully." ”

Ling Cangfeng said loudly: "You are just trying to accumulate some yin virtue in exchange for some heaven and earth luck...... And it is easier to build tombs and engrave monuments for the soldiers of Taiqian, because you want to win people's hearts, and you want to firmly grasp the military power of the western territory in your hands......... After all, you are the one who wants to plot the position of the Ninety-Five, and no one will be convinced without absolute strength, so you must have been plotting how to completely control the Western Territory military camp before you came to the Western Territory!"

A smile appeared in his cold expression, he looked at Ling Cangfeng, and said slowly: "If it weren't for the agreement between you and me, I would definitely try to kill you." ”

Ling Cangfeng also showed a hint of a smile and said softly, "Just because I can see through your mind?"

Long Chen shook his head slowly, the killing intent in his eyes was even worse, and he said loudly: "Because you have too many words. ”

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