The Black Hawks took a temporary recuperation in Park's house. In this battle with the Hun cavalry, more than 200 soldiers of the Black Eagle Army died, and they were buried in the land that was once stained with their own blood, and their souls have been resting forever since then.

Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere, why bother to return the horse leather shroud!

Yuan Zhao personally used a Han knife to engrave the four characters of "Heroic Immortal" on the huge stone tablet erected, and sacrificed the heroic soul with spirits. All the Black Hawk soldiers held their helmets in their hands and bowed their heads in mourning.

This was the largest loss the Black Hawks had suffered since they set foot on the land of Shinban. But the death of these soldiers is worth it, because this battle of Pujiaji is the most direct confrontation between the cavalry of the Black Eagle Army and the elite cavalry of the Huns, in this battle, the Black Eagle Army paid the price of more than 200 people, and annihilated all the 5,000 Hun cavalry who had experienced a hundred battles here, which can not but be said to be a miracle.

The light snow stopped, and the air behind the snow was a little cold, adding a lot of solemnity. Outside the Park family's market, the Park family, who had finished taking care of the funeral of their relatives, and many people from nearby towns who rushed to hear the news, were quietly watching this scene not far away.

The blood stains on the armor of the Han army had not yet had time to be wiped away, their black robes were torn, their swords were already unsheathed, and the horses occasionally neighed softly behind their masters. After the Great War, a lot of iron and blood were added.

At the foot of the West Mountain, the soil filled with the mass grave was still fresh, and the Hun cavalry that had been stained with the blood of their relatives were now buried below. The five thousand Hun cavalry, dead and alive, were all buried in the pits they dug with their own hands.

The Hun Commander Gu Yaduo was given special preferential treatment, he was tied to a pillar, and watched his subordinates be brutally buried alive by the Han army only three feet away from the soles of his feet.

When the mass grave was finally filled with earth, the Goryeo boy, who had been allowed by the Han Dynasty general, dragged the Xuandao in his hand, limped to Gu Yaduo, and chopped off his head with a single sword. In fact, before this, the Hun Wanfu was already a half-dead man with a broken heart. Personally killing the first evil is just a ritual to comfort the souls of relatives in heaven.

After the young master of the Park family, named Park Yongyeol, killed someone, he seemed to exhaust all his strength, threw the knife in his hand to the ground, and cried loudly. The boy's parents also died under the sword of the Huns this time, he was only a sixteen-year-old boy after all, although he was determined, but after experiencing the death of the master and this tragic incident, he finally could no longer bear the sadness in his heart.

A war horse passed by, and the man on the horse looked at the short knife inherited from the Xuandao God, his expression was cold, and his face was expressionless.

"The most incompetent manifestation of a person is crying. Until you have practiced your real skills and have the ability to protect your loved ones, any hatred is useless. ”

The horse went straight ahead and did not stop. Park Yongyeol raised his head, wiped away his tears, and stared at the back that he would never forget, the expression on his face was complicated.

Yuan Zhao didn't pay attention to this disciple of the Xuandao God Jin Yongji, this little thing was not worth his trouble. The weather has begun to change, and it is necessary to conquer Wang Weicheng as quickly as possible, pacify Zhenban, and try to avoid any losses to the Han army due to the cold.

The military situation of the Xiongnu Shan Yu Yi Zhixie dispatching 100,000 troops to the south had already been known to him a few days ago. He felt a little inexplicable about this crazy move of the Huns. For a long time, the Hun cavalry chose to invade the Han realm when the horses were fat in autumn, and this time it was so abnormal, could there be any other mystery?

Fortunately, the 20,000 Black Eagle Army has already gone to Yanmen Pass under the leadership of Wei Qing. This eagle, which was once carefully raised by him, is finally about to start his hunting journey. Yuan Zhao believes that Wei Qing, who will go out for the first time, will definitely make a more wonderful appearance than the original history.

"The general saved the lives of my people and avenged the dead, and we are all grateful, even if we give everything we have, we can't repay it! Only these belongings, please accept them from the general and use them to compensate the sacrificed warriors of the Han Dynasty! ”

At the entrance of the market town, there was a dying old man who led the people of the Park family to stop Yuan Zhao's horse's head, and he was grateful. In front of them, there are all the valuable things in the house. Originally, these things had been looted by the Huns, and it was these Han cavalry who killed the Huns and returned them.

To their surprise, however, the leading young Han general shook his head and rejected their offer.

"Bullies deserve their deserved end. Maintaining justice in the world is what our Han soldiers should do. The military discipline of the Han Dynasty is that the army cannot take away a single plant or a penny from the people. Therefore, good intentions are received, but things cannot be collected. ”

After hearing this, the old man and the clansmen raised their heads and showed expressions of almost disbelief. What they are accustomed to seeing on weekdays is the real army that oppresses and exploits the people in order to maintain the rule of the king, and what they hear is also some plundering for the tiger. Where have I ever seen such a disciplined and righteous army in front of me?

"The teacher of the true king! In that case, please offer the general three glasses of thin wine to keep out the cold. ”

This is not easy to refuse, Yuan Zhao thanked the old lady Pu for his kindness, and took the wine without the slightest suspicion, but without a wine glass, he raised the small altar like a long whale to absorb water, raised his neck and drank it all, which was very heroic.

Under the banner of the Han family, the snow-capped, black-robed and red-tasseled general is so open-minded in the land of the enemy country, everyone who sees it is overwhelmed.

“…… Master's deathbed entrustment turned out to be for my good! Such a heroic figure is really a rare ...... in the world! Wrapped in wounds all over his body, Park Yongyeol, who followed behind everyone, thought silently in his heart, and finally made a decision in his heart.

An elderly woman, after respectfully prostrating three times on the side of the road, walked up to Yuan Zhao's horse and held a mat sewn from coarse cloth in both hands. One of her sons died under the sword of the Huns, and there was nothing to repay the Han Dynasty general who avenged her, only this cotton pad sewn by his own hands could be protected on the saddle and warm for his benefactor.

Yuan Zhao hurriedly thanked him, took it with both hands, and touched it with his hands, but he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, and suddenly thought of a certain possibility, he was pleasantly surprised, hurriedly spread it out, and carefully picked the thread with the tip of the knife.

He was overjoyed by this discovery. Although these flocculents are somewhat different from the cotton of later generations, they should be the original varieties that have not yet been improved, but they are precious enough.

The soldiers of the Black Eagle Army suddenly found that their little marquis had such a surprised expression on his face, and they couldn't help but feel very strange, for Yuan Zhao, who they were used to seeing no matter what happened to him, this was a rare time.

"Why is the little marquis so interested in such an ordinary mat? This...... Is there any mystery in this?"

Han Yan, who was already well aware of Yuan Zhao's personality, noticed the unusualness in this. In line with the principle of asking if he doesn't understand, he came forward and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see anything good about this mat.

A smile appeared on Yuan Zhao's face, and he ignored his curiosity for a moment, but jumped off the horse and bowed to the old woman, his tone gentle.

"Old man, can you tell me the origin of the cotton wool? Thank you so much! ”

Seeing the majestic Han Dynasty general saluting her, the old woman was so frightened that she waved her hand and retreated, indicating that she would never dare to accept it, but she couldn't speak.

"Alas! General, don't ask her, she was a poor mute in the first place. This thing is called Jiaxu, in autumn and winter, here the mountains are all over the field, every household picks some to fill the curtain cushion and the like, can block the wind and cold. Is there any use for the general?"

It was the old lady of the Park family who spoke, he was well-informed, and he was very impressed by this Han Dynasty general who did not move the people, so he took the initiative to answer.

Yuan Zhao suppressed the excitement in his heart, this is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

Over the years, he has vigorously developed various production industries in Changle Plateau, said that the emperor connected the islands in the southeast and southeast, opened the southwest Yi channel, and planned to open up the Western Regions.

With the traffic of caravans and fleets, many rare species have flowed into the Han Dynasty, which has greatly improved and enriched the development of the Central Plains civilization. Yuan Zhao once made a long list of belongings, and asked the merchants who belonged to him to take them with him, and when their subordinates went to other states and outside the Western Regions, they actively searched for them and brought them back as much as possible.

And cotton is a very important variety listed among them. It's just that over the years, everyone has tried their best, and they haven't found the kind of thing that Xiao Hou Ye asked for, which makes Yuan Zhao feel a little regretful.

But I didn't expect to meet here today, which is really unexpected. Yuan Zhao inquired carefully, and then he learned that the state of this kind of thing in this place was wild, no different from shrubs and weeds. The locals didn't take them seriously for many years, except that some poor families sometimes picked some back and filled them with cloth to keep them warm. However, wealthy people don't use this, mainly because they think that the clumps are too cumbersome, and they are not as light and soft as the reeds.

When he heard Yuan Zhao turn around with a smile and ordered to rest here for three days, the soldiers of the Black Eagle Army were a little confused, even the Huns were all wiped out, and they should take advantage of this sharp spirit to go straight to Wang Wei City, but there are still three hundred miles away, and it will take two days to arrive, and if it takes three days, maybe they have already attacked Wang Wei City! Why waste time here?

Faced with the confusion of his subordinates, Yuan Zhao did not give them the most direct explanation. Instead, he gave a strange order, and sent a flying horse to hurry up and order Xun Yu at Lukou Pass to lead four thousand foot soldiers to come. At the same time, he sent a letter to Nie Yi, who was traveling with the army, and asked him to quickly raise a large number of cloths to come no matter what method he used.

"With cotton wool to make cotton clothes, I am not afraid of cold weather. General Ben is to clothe all the soldiers in the warmest cotton clothes...... ”