Pan Motang stood on the beach full of severed arms and limbs, hanging his head and being silent for a long time.

Here, it's already like a Shura hell.

In the end, Ma De not only attracted 2,000 cavalry to charge him left and right, but at the same time he also stubbornly entangled the thousands of foot soldiers who were chasing him. Whether these Lingnan cavalry or foot soldiers, at that moment, they thought that the credit was at their fingertips, but they didn't know that it was the sickle of death that greeted them.

In the first round, the opponent was completely stunned, and even made these Lingnan people, who had seen the power of long-range artillery attacks and flowering shells for the first time, lose the ability to think and act.

In the second and third rounds, the maximum harvest was completed.

Those who could escape fled without a trace in the first place.

Those who did not escape became prisoners of the Northern Tang Naval Division.

When hundreds of sailors of the Northern Tang Navy Division arrived at the beach in small boats, in this area, in addition to the dead and wounded, there were also a large number of people who were blown up and lost their souls, like idiots.

The soldiers lowered their heads and searched for the bodies of the soldiers who had died in battle. Except for the group of people who had died in the rubble before, it was difficult to find the complete bodies of those who died on the beach, and they had to look around for the missing bodies and try to put them together as much as possible.

Wu Jun walked up to Pan Motang, holding a black head in his arms, and his eyes were red.

"General, only one head has been found, and the others are gone."

Pan Motang took out a handkerchief, poured some water from the kettle to wet the handkerchief, and then carefully and gently wiped Ma De's head.

"Damn, this shit, I'm still laughing when I die!" Pan Motang said suddenly.

Wu Jun lowered his head suddenly, and the tears could no longer be held back, and the brush fell.

Pan Motang, who was talking, his eyes were also moistened at this moment, and his voice suddenly choked.

"This dog's day is enough, on this beach, there are no less than 3,000 people who were dragged by him to be buried."

Wu Jun nodded vigorously: "It will only be more, not less." ”

Pan Motang suddenly sneered, took Ma De's head from Wu Jun's hand, hugged it tightly in his arms, and said, "But I don't think it's enough." ”

He turned and strode toward the boat.

The corpses of the soldiers who died in battle were piled together and doused with fire oil, and hundreds of soldiers who had come ashore stood in front of the piles of corpses, and the rousing war song was sung.

During the song, Wu Jun bent down and lit the pile of corpses with the torch in his hand.

The fire raged.

"For all eternity, open peace!" Wu Jun shouted loudly.

"For all eternity, open peace!" Hundreds of soldiers chanted in unison.

In the distance, the trumpet sounded loudly, and all the soldiers on board chanted in unison.

Before the fire, hundreds of captured Lingnan soldiers were tied with their hands tied behind the back and knelt down in front of the fire.

The blazing flames reflected Wu Jun's face, and looking at these prisoners of war, his face looked particularly hideous.

"Kill!" He drank it suddenly.

The Tang soldiers behind the prisoners of war suddenly raised their knives and fell heavily, hundreds of heads fell instantly, blood splattered, and fell into the fire, but the flames of the fire instantly rose again.

The night went by in an instant.

The ashes of thousands of war dead were collected.

On the battleship, there were also urns for collecting soldiers who died in battle, but no one thought that so many people would die at one time, and the ashes of a few people were packed into boxes, and some people could only be wrapped in cloth. It doesn't matter what the name is, everyone's ashes, you were mixed with me, I mixed with you, fought side by side when I was born, and I never left after death.

When the morning sun rose slightly, Pan Motang, who had not slept all night, stood on the bow of the Fuyuan, the iron hook in his hand flashed faintly blue above the sunlight.

"Go to the port of Guangzhou!" He commanded sharply.

Xiang Zhen stood on the high place of his manor, watching the endless stretch of land stretch all the way from his feet to the end of the wild vision, these are all the land that belongs to his name, but from now on, these lands will be distributed to the soldiers and their families who have been recruited one after another.

Wang You's action was quick, and the day after he got the money from him, he gathered a group of old troops who had returned from the defeat of Eyue and sent them to various parts of Lingnan, and now, the first group of people who were close to him had returned.

As Xiang Zhen expected, the recruitment went well.

The panic created by the Northern Tang Navy Division on the coast caused a large number of displaced people, but the people who were closer to the coast had already begun to flee in large numbers. Now there are people who solicit and provide land for them to cultivate, which is a good thing for these people to ask for. Although the strong laborers of the family have to become soldiers and work for the government, at this moment, for these people, the choice of paths is really limited.

And the conditions given to Xiang Zhen are indeed very tempting.

Being a soldier, with a high military salary, farming, being exempt from taxes, and being self-satisfied, whether it is a deception or not, is always countless times better than the conditions for those landlords and gentry to recruit people.

It's not that no one recruits these displaced people, and becoming tenants is another choice for them, but for those gentry and landlords to farm, they have to pay 60% to 70% of their income a year, and they have to bear all kinds of taxes and servitude, so that in the end, in the end, I am afraid that I will not even be able to eat enough to eat, if a bad luck meets a bad year, it is expected to be burdened with heavy debts, and when the time comes, it is not uncommon to be reduced to slavery and sell children and daughters.

In contrast, the conditions given to the truth are like a great gospel.

However, the conditions for recruiting people from the real are also extremely harsh.

At most one or two out of every ten families in exile can meet all of Xiang Zhen's requirements.

The chosen people happily followed those officials to the real manor, and the people who were not selected continued their wandering journey sadly and miserably, and their final way out was still in the hands of those landlords and gentry.

Because when they can't live anymore, they have nothing to sell but sell themselves.

Xiang Zhen is in a good mood today, because the first batch of people have already entered his manor, and now these people are cutting trees, cutting grass, and building simple thatched huts on the edge of the land allocated to them.

The king and they did not live up to his hopes, and the first batch of more than 1,000 strong men who came in were all powerful and honest and obedient, and only such people were suitable to be trained as qualified soldiers.

These more than 1,000 families have been able to fill this manor, but it doesn't matter, as the eldest son of the Xiang family, he has been the No. 2 person in Lingnan for a long time in the past, and now although he is down, he still has a lot of property under his name. He still has five or six estates like this, and although they are still a little less than his goal, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and there are always some people who are willing to cling to it. Like Wang You's Wang family, although reluctant, because Wang You's relationship with Xiang Zhen was too tight, they could only grit their teeth and take out some land and property to support Xiang Zhen.

Of course, this does not prevent them from hugging the thighs of Xiang Yu and Xiang Jun, who are now newly gaining power.

And now, they are still gritting their teeth and supporting Xiang Zhen, one is a stakeholder that has long been inseparable from Xiang Zhen, and the other is those small families who wanted to tie up but couldn't tie it up before.

For these speculators and cold stove burners, Xiang Zhen is not refused, he now needs money, land, and a lot of investment in the early stage. He generously promised these people, and he was also prepared to repay them heavily as soon as he regained power, and of course, punish some people heavily.

If some people come up, some will go down.

This is an immutable iron law.

A fast horse galloped up quickly along the hillside, looked at the comer, and frowned at Xiang Zhen, it was actually Wang You.

I'm afraid it's not good news.

"General, there's news from Lu Feng's side." The king turned over and dismounted, and galloped to Xiang Zhen.

"Didn't succeed?" Xiang Zhen asked.

"It's a success." Wang You's face was ugly. "But the price is too great, more than 1,000 officers and soldiers of the Northern Tang Water Division who went ashore were completely annihilated, but we lost nearly 2,000 cavalry, and nearly 2,000 government soldiers. I heard that in Lufeng County, almost every family is wearing filial piety, and in Guangzhou City, there is also a mourning. ”

"How so?" Xiang Zhen shouted. "More than a thousand officers and soldiers of the Sailor Division, how can they cause such a big loss?"

"They were lured into the range of the battleship's artillery by these officers and men of the Northern Tang Naval Division, and then the Northern Tang Naval Division carried out covering firing, regardless of whether the enemy was or ours." The king said again.

"Stupid!" Xiang Zhen was furious: "My and your post-war reports clearly remind them of the power of the enemy's battleship's artillery, why didn't they take any precautions?" ”

Wang laughed miserably: "They think we are making excuses for failure. But it's okay, in this way, everyone also understands, what is the situation we encountered in the Battle of Eyue? ”

Xiang Zhen was extremely angry, although in this way, they would have fewer grievances of defeat, but the two thousand cavalry lost this time were the real elite of the Xiang clan!

When the two were relatively speechless, a thunderous sound suddenly came faintly from the sky.

The two of them looked up.

Wang You, in particular, is too familiar with this kind of voice.

"Artillery, artillery of the Northern Tang Dynasty." He screamed.

"Guangzhou Port!" Xiang Zhen turned his head abruptly and looked in the direction of Guangzhou Port.

The Northern Tang Navy Division actually began to shell the port of Guangzhou in a grand manner.

Xiang Zhen stopped talking, turned over the war horse, struck the horse with a whip, and ran quickly in the direction of Guangzhou Port.