Under the walled city, countless soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, they distinguished the corpses of both the enemy and the enemy, and then covered the ones that belonged to their own people with cloth, and as for the enemy, they threw them into a big pit and burned them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, because there were too many corpses, the little manpower of the left army alone was not enough, so after returning from the 5,000 men of Ma Ji Suo, who had pursued the enemy's foot soldiers from the front, they threw themselves into this heavy labor without even drinking a saliva.

"Fu Shuai, what are you going to do?"

Ma Ji was a little puzzled.

People die like lights out, they are all bitter and haha fighting men, since they joined the army, this cheap life has not been regarded as their own, otherwise a dignified five-foot-tall man, who would want to carve a line of words on his face? Let people be scolded as thieves with the army, and even marry a daughter-in-law with a bow!

Jiang Cai, who was asked, had just rushed back from the front like him, but because of his horseback riding, it was a quarter in the morning. After following Liu Yu for so long, he can guess some clues about his thoughts, knowing that these sergeants are no worse than literati in his heart, whether they are buried or burned, the dead can be treated with due respect, and he will never be stingy.

"Shi Cai asked Wu Laosi, and he said that this is only one of them, all the brothers who died in the war must be named and made a register for future enshrinement."

"What shrine?"

Ma Ji still looked confused when he heard the end.

"Martyrs' Shrine."

Jiang Cai simply said a few words, and he was stunned, this amount of information is inevitably too much! To say that the Great Song Dynasty is extremely sad for the courtiers who died in the king's affairs, the literati can enter the virtuous and virtuous ancestral hall, and the military generals also have the martyr's shrine, but an ordinary sergeant can also enjoy the national ancestral hall, which is unique in history, let alone others, even he himself dare not think that there will be such a day.

You must know that this is not a few people, not dozens or hundreds, but tens of thousands, and even more and more in the future with the development of the war.

"Only four of the 3,000 Xiongluo former army stationed in Hengshanzhai survived, and all the generals and colonels were killed in battle, among our people, the Chinese army lost nearly 2,000, and Lao Tzu's former army lost more than 3,000, what about you? I'm afraid there are quite a few. ”

As soon as he mentioned the battle damage, Jiang Cai was furious, in fact, he often only led the cavalry in person, but the losses of those foot soldiers still had to be counted on his head, who did he have to reason with?

"Don't mention it." Ma Ji actually felt similar to him: "Lao Tzu has died more than 500 times, but those miscellaneous people have been defeated in front of the formation, and Lao Tzu has to bear this matter in the end, I am afraid that the credit will be gone, and I will cause a commotion." ”

Jiang Cai was silent, those archers who came back from the rout, whether they were stoned to death, or those who discarded their weapons and were beheaded for public display, would not have any special treatment, of course, they would still notify their families, but it had nothing to do with honor.

In order to clean up these remains, except for Jiang Cai's cavalry, all the foot soldiers participated, which was also out of the express order of Fu Shuai, and will become a rule in the future, the southwest in November is not as cold as the north, under this kind of weather, you can imagine what the taste of the battlefield will be, but all the foot soldiers involved have no complaints, because no one knows, will they have that day, at that time, will there be brothers to collect the body for themselves?

Later, even the Dong people were used, and the unremitting efforts of more than 20,000 people finally cleared out all the war dead according to each military family, and the remains of more than 10,000 Song soldiers were neatly placed in rows, just like the huge military array listed before their deaths, covering the entire Hengshan Walled City.

Except for a few countless identifications, all the names, military positions, and places of origin are marked on the signs, among which the former military headquarters of Xiongluo and some of the people who died in Hengshanzhai were buried at the foot of the mountain behind the city, so that their heroic spirits would forever protect the land for which they dedicated, and the rest of the soldiers who sacrificed their lives will be cremated and sent to Qiongzhou to become the first occupants of the martyr's shrine that is about to start.

"I have never seen anyone who cherishes soldiers to such an extent, and you Song people will win this war in the end, and I have always believed in this." Wei Fengling, who witnessed everything, sighed.

When she saw that everyone from the state to the ordinary pawns were doing this kind of pickled work, and collected their companions with their own hands, she understood why they would burst out with such powerful combat effectiveness, and they were by no means able to win by relying on sophisticated equipment.

"I never doubted victory." Shi Zhong smiled strangely: "Don't forget, you are also from Song." ”

Wei Fengling gave him a smile back, and did not argue with him about the boring topic of race, there are hundreds of years of entanglement between the Song people and the Dong people, and no one can say anything about grievances and grievances, but at least at this moment, the two sides are brothers in the same trench, and the blood shed by the Song people is not only for their country, but also for the people living in this land.

"You said you were going to make a request, I'm going to leave soon, if you don't mention it again, you may not have a chance in the future."

"You're still going to the front?"

Next, Shi Zhong's words shocked her, although this victory was not easy to come by, but it also stabilized the situation in Yongzhou, the Tartars retreated to Fengyi Prefecture a hundred miles away, unless there are reinforcements coming, otherwise with the current Song people's popularity, it is impossible for them to take a step forward, in this case, he still has to be a spy, why?

"Now we have just recovered a Hengshan village, but the entire Youjiang Road is still in their hands, if we don't let the people there move, wouldn't it be cheaper to get Tartar?" Shi Zhong didn't hide it from her, in fact, there were some things that needed help from her subordinates, after all, they were both from the same people, so they had to deal with better.

Youjiang Road is roughly bounded by Hengshanzhai, and like Zuojiang Road, large and small villages are spread all over both sides of the Youjiang River, extending to Temo Road near the border, and there is already a semi-autonomous area, not a prefecture in the ordinary sense.

"If you don't leave until tomorrow, I dare to say it, and if you leave immediately, then wait for you to come back alive." Wei Fengling rubbed the emanation in her ears, a little embarrassed.

"Feng Ling." Shi Zhong suddenly squirmed: "Don't hide it, I already have a wife." ”

Wei Fengling was stunned when she heard this, and then laughed "giggled".

"I can't marry you." After a while, she held back a smile and said: "You know what is going on in the village, only those poor women are left, I want to beg you, find some willing Song people to come, spend a night with them, if you are lucky enough to stay and plant, you can add some new children to the village, and let these women have the courage to live." ”

Shi Zhong was so ashamed that his face was full of fever, and he was about to turn around and leave, when he was grabbed by the arm.

"I want you to be my man for one night, you and my child, and you and my child will be the future of Fengzhou." Shi Zhong looked back in amazement, the girl's breath almost hit his face, and the strange breath made his heart move: "Are you willing?" ”