Chapter 481: Overture's Attention

Chapter 481: The Closing of the Overture

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For Xiang Jiajun, this is indeed a harvest season.

Countless days and nights of hard fighting, pillow and waiting, bloody battles. They have faced the most powerful enemies, defeated the worst natural disasters, poured countless blood on the bright red ground under their feet, and countless brothers fell on the way forward, and now, they have finally waited for the harvest.

The armor is not shiny, but every scar is a military medal, and the soldiers may not all be tall and heroic, but they are all imposing.

Closest to both sides of the road were the prostrate nobles. The higher the status, the closer they knelt, and spread all the way, all of them were kneeling old nobles of the Qin State. It seems that the scene of the world's surrender is really shocking. In the distance, civilians with only a vague shadow did not ask to bow down.

However, the most shocking thing is that walking at the front of the team, the first to enter the city is not a heroic general with great military achievements, not Xiang Yu's personal guards who have fought all over the army, but a monument, a monument to heroes, and a monument to the unknown heroes carried by the strongest warriors in the army of 9981.

The monument is made of pure black original iron, with four big characters written on the front with red pigment "The Heroic Soul is not far away", and a long piece of sacrifice written on the back with white paint.

Maybe not everyone is literate, especially civilians, but it doesn't matter if they can't read, there will be men, women and children in the crowd who will explain to them and tell them the meaning of this monument. Nine is the extreme, and the number of ninety-nine is only available to the Son of Heaven, but today, their Western Chu overlord Xiang Yu used the number of the Son of Heaven to carry a nameless and surnameless, dead man's spiritual monument.

We may not be able to remember everyone's name for every soldier who fell on the road of anti-Qin, but we remember the merits of each of you, and today's glory is not only for us who are alive, but also for the dead! The souls of the martyrs are not far away, today, please watch with us in the spirit of heaven, watch us walk into this seemingly never-falling city that has been pressing on their hearts for hundreds of years, and watch us walk up to this world, the highest throne!

The tradition of the Chinese nation is to pay attention to the mourning after death. Now, Xiang Yu uses the gift of the Son of Heaven to give the fallen soldiers a spiritual monument, so glorious, unprecedented throughout the ages! What other king could have done that!

And behind the Monument to the Unknown Hero, there is not a solemn and neat military formation, but a sparse and crooked group of soldiers. Even if they wear the brightest armor, they are still down, even if they try to straighten their backs, but the vast majority of them still can't stand up straight.

It's not that they are perfunctory, everyone can see that they have more than enough heart and not enough strength.

Because they are, remnants.

Generals inevitably die in battle, but in fact, the vast majority of soldiers die not on the battlefield, but from wound infections after the war, and many times, not even fatal wounds, just a small wound, will also be buried in the corpse pit because of infection. And the wounded barracks, because of the high mortality rate brought about by its sinister sanitary environment, almost most of the soldiers brought in became people waiting for death. In many cases, the vast majority of soldiers would rather commit suicide than go to the wounded barracks.

This situation was not improved until Xiang Yu snatched the purple smoke out of Taoyuan City. Since Ziyan brought high-purity spirits and a group of strange doctors who had undergone simple hygiene training, the death rate of Xiang Jiajun's army had dropped by more than fifty percent.

However, not every person who can survive is intact. The rusty swords stained with bacteria, the boiling golden soup, and the arrows rolling through wolf dung made the military doctors, who had no more means, choose to cut off the parts on their hands. Cutting meat, separating noses and ears, and chopping fingers and toes are already considered very lucky. More so, chop hands, chop feet. Therefore, these military doctors have an alternative name, called chopping doctors.

And after the operating table of the doctor, the people who came down were no longer complete people, even if they were once the bravest warriors, but now they only had one common name, called the remnant soldiers.

They have become remnants, even if the military spirit is still undiminished, but they still can't go to the battlefield anymore. They would be disarmed and returned to the fields, they would be given enough land, and their bounty would be enough for them to hire two tenant farmers and live as small landlords. They will have local officials who will take care of their daily lives and ensure their livelihood, and they are lucky enough than those who are buried in their homeland forever.

But is this possible? No amount of compensation could restore their healthy limbs, nor did their departure take away the memories of the able-bodied! Their exploits will not be forgotten because of the mutilation of their limbs, and their mutilation is their greatest contribution!

Xiang Yu wants to use the glory of the first batch of living people to enter Xianyang City to draw the most glorious end to their military career!

So, the second group of people in this team gave these, the remnants.

Even if such a formation was strongly opposed by Fan Zeng and others, Xiang Yu still insisted on his idea!

And his persistence allowed him to collect the hearts of the world's soldiers!

are all people who fight for wealth and wealth, and they are as fearless as they look at each other, but since they are people, where can they really be fearless?

People who have been on the battlefield and experienced that kind of Shura bloodline actually know it in their hearts. Who knows which day it will fall? Who knows which day it will be crippled? Since he chose to fight for wealth with his life, he knew that there would be such consequences.

But who doesn't want to be remembered after death? Who doesn't want to take care of the rest of their lives when they are discharged from the army due to disability?! The common people don't have such a high consciousness, whoever is treated well will give their lives to whom, and who they will give their lives is not selling? But now, Xiang Yu used two phalanxes to tell the world that he would not give up on anyone who had contributed! Whether it's the deceased or the mutilated! He will never forget everyone's exploits! For those who have died, there is a pension, and for those who have been reborn, there is compensation!

With this lord, who else is afraid of death?

Shang Ying's policy of exchanging military merits for titles and land created batches of Qin soldiers who were not afraid of hardships and hardships for the Qin State.

Xiang Yu used the order of the two phalanxes of the entrance ceremony to create generations of peerless strong soldiers for his empire who dared to die in the world!