At dusk that day, Feng Yunshan and hundreds of other people set off from the Thirteen Lines Wharf and rushed to the Humen Fort by boat. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In addition to Li Wenmao, who was suffering from the cold, and Xu Xiangguang, who was busy with civil affairs and could not travel, Zuo Zongtang, Lin Fengxiang, Liu Shengbang, Bai Huihuai, Chen Tianshi, Huang Dingfeng, Liang Peiyou, and Cui Datong basically accompanied the generals of the Holy Army in Guangzhou City.

Remembering that his English was half-baked, Feng Yunshan specially called Wu Chongyao, who was fluent in English, to act as a translator.

Luo Xuan was left in Guangzhou City by Feng Yunshan, as Feng Yunshan's most trusted brother, he handed over the old nest of Guangzhou City to him to guard, and Feng Yunshan was relieved. Of course, there is also Fan Ruzeng, who is the commander of the battalion, who was naturally specially explained by Feng Yunshan, and stayed in Guangzhou City to monitor the movements in the city for him!

At this time, the old-fashioned wooden sailing boats sailed on the Pearl River, and the speed was not fast. Rushing overnight, the holy soldiers were afraid of waking Feng Yunshan to rest, so they arrived at the Humen Fort slowly and leisurely until almost noon.

Chen Yucheng and Tan Shaoguang, as well as He Lu, Lu Shunde, Zhang Bashan and others were already waiting in advance at the lower river bay of the Shajiao Fort in Humen.

A group of people waited, and they could go to work.

Feng Yunshan saw that the mountains were full of holy soldiers with red scarves on their heads, and there were tens of thousands of them, and nodded with satisfaction. It seems that Lin Fengxiang and Chen Yucheng have understood their intention to come early.

Looking at the groups of holy soldiers, Feng Yunshan suddenly felt a sense of pride in his chest: There are so many majestic tiger and wolf divisions, and there is no worry about the injustice of the world!

But these are all my own soldiers, for myself, but also for their families, fight for the battlefield, I will let them live with dignity, and those who die must also have dignity!

Thinking of this, he shouted majestically: "Where is Lin Fengxiang, the second commander on the right side of the hall?" ”

"The last general!" Lin Fengxiang was stunned for a moment, the Holy King had never called him that, but he still answered quickly.

"This king asks you, how many soldiers were killed and wounded in this battle to annihilate the Yingyi?"

"This ......" Lin Fengxiang took the account book handed over by the army calligrapher, there was a string of Chinese characters on it, looked at it, and hurriedly replied: "Back to the Holy King, in this war, a total of 518 brothers were killed in battle, 1,337 brothers were injured, of which 432 brothers were seriously injured and could no longer go to the battlefield!" ”

"Can all the soldiers who died in battle write down their names?" Feng Yunshan asked.

"It's all written down!" The scholar next to him replied.

"Good!" Feng Yunshan turned his head to Zuo Zongtang and said, "Ji Gao, you go back and talk to the Holy Treasury to pay the compensation for the dead and wounded soldiers to their families as soon as possible!" ”

After speaking, Feng Yunshan stood on the body of an artillery cannon and shouted at the holy soldiers below: "Brothers, your comrades-in-arms, in order to defend their homeland and fight against foreigners, they died greatly!" This king is proud to have such subordinates! ”

After taking a breath, Feng Yunshan then shouted: "The Holy Treasury will issue the compensation for the brothers who died in battle and were seriously injured as soon as possible, and whoever doesn't receive it can go to this king to complain!" ”

"But that's not enough! In particular, when the king heard about the heroic battle deeds of the Vermilion brothers, he burst into tears! Feng Yunshan remembered that Lin Fengxiang's report mentioned that Zhu Hong died with hundreds of enemy soldiers and was blown up to the bone, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red and burst into tears.

However, he couldn't help himself, and then shouted vigorously: "Next, this king announces: Posthumously enshrine the Vermilion brothers who died with the invaders and died bravely in this heroic war of resistance, and are first-class combat heroes of the Holy Kingdom!" The rest of the brothers who died in battle were martyrs of our holy country! ”

As soon as the words fell, on the originally silent post, under the leadership of Lin Fengxiang and others, a shout sounded throughout the mountain: "Thank you, Holy King!" May I die on the battlefield for the Holy King and the Holy Country! ”

The audience's arrogance was infected, and Feng Yunshan was also very excited! He waited for the crowd to be quiet, raised his arms, and continued to shout, "Brothers of the Holy Army! You just said that you died on the battlefield for the Holy King and for the Holy Kingdom! This king is very happy! ”

"But! What this king wants to say is that this is not only for this king, for the holy kingdom, but also for yourself and your relatives! Feng Yunshan pressed his arm hard: "Most of you are about to get married and the offspring who have just started a family, are you willing to see your children and relatives driven by the Qing Demon Tartar like livestock?" Would you like to see your fathers and brothers exploited like slaves? ”

"I don't want to! Unwillingly! ”

"If you don't want to, then take the knife and gun in your hand and fight bravely! At present, we have the foundation of Liangguang in our holy country, and we have the responsibility to protect it! In the face of foreigners outside and demons inside, we can't retreat, it's a hot-blooded man who has to head on, like the Vermilion brothers, like the 518 brothers who died in the war, move forward bravely, and tear apart and destroy the enemies who will commit in the future! ”

Feng Yunshan shouted out in one breath, his throat was a little hoarse, but he ignored it completely and continued to shout: "This king has decided to build a 5 zhang 1 foot 8 inch high martyr's monument next to this Humen Fort, right in the place where the Vermilion brothers died in battle, to commemorate the 518 holy army brothers who sacrificed their lives for the holy country!" The names of the dead Holy Army brothers should all be engraved on the stone tablet for thousands of people in future generations to remember and pay respects! ”

As soon as Feng Yunshan's words were finished, the holy soldiers on the post slammed to the ground, and they all exploded!

Zuo Zongtang also looked at Feng Yunshan with admiration, and the idea of secretly saying the Saint King in his heart was really amazing! It is conceivable that as soon as the news of the construction of a martyr's monument for the dead holy soldiers spread, how many holy soldiers would die for the holy king!

Zuo Zongtang knows what this monument represents, this is a thing that has been passed down through the ages, for tens of millions of people to admire, and enjoy the incense of future generations! Even Zuo Zongtang was also excited, fantasizing that one day, he would be able to engrave his name on the stone tablet that the Holy King said.

Lin Fengxiang was also full of excitement. Originally, he just wanted the Holy King to posthumously seal Zhu Hong's official position, and it would be good to have a promotion by one level.

Unexpectedly, the Holy King attached so much importance to it, not only came here to posthumously crown Zhu Hong as a first-class combat hero, but also posthumously awarded other brothers who died in battle as martyrs. Not only that, but it was also announced that a monument would be built for people to admire, what an honor!

Chen Yucheng was even more excited and cried! The dead brothers, most of whom belonged to the holy soldiers guarding the fort, were all his subordinates, and to be able to get such a high evaluation and affirmation from the Holy King, he really had the urge to die for the Holy King immediately!

Even Wu Chongyao, who has always only cared about business and looks down on the people who are in the army, is also agitated, thinking about whether to send a few children of the Wu family to join the holy soldiers.

The rest of the crowd was thrilled, too!

It is conceivable that once this martyr's monument is completed, it will be a great event that shakes people's hearts!

Who doesn't want to live forever? Who doesn't want to leave a reputation for thousands of people to admire?

Feng Yunshan asked the accompanying guards to carry out a banner with the first draft he had written, and asked Xu Xiangguang, who was very good at calligraphy, to copy the sacrificial text in block letters.

Feng Yunshan's mind flashed the holy army soldiers, fighting all the way from Daozhou, to Guiyang, Chenzhou, to Guilin, Shaozhou, and then all the way to Guangzhou, all the way to the saint soldiers who died on the battlefield, and couldn't help but sing emotionally:

The British invaded, occupied my land, analyzed my frontier, destroyed my hometown, and humanity perished!

The emperor of the Han nationality, Yin Shao Yan Huang, how can he tolerate aliens, so rampant!

It is wrapped in grain, serving on the battlefield, driving out rats, and killing leopards and wolves!

Thunder and lightning strike, fighting and killing. The fierceness of sacrifice, the heavens and the earth are terrified!

Woohoo Warrior!

Born as a hero, died as a national martyr, the sun and the moon are breathing, the blood shines, the sandworm ape and the crane are desolate!

Where is the Heroic Spirit?

Crying to the firmament, resentment is unforgettable.

The responsibility of the picture is borne by our generation.

Raise the children, raise the fathers and mothers, posthumously discuss the awards, and give perfunctory orders.

Mourning in the wind, carrying the loyal intestines, God is coming!

Tsukime Kyukyō. Alack! Feast!

……

For a while, there was a solemn color on the hill, and the holy soldiers did not feel sad, but they felt that the holy king attached so much importance to the brothers who died in battle, and their hearts were moved.

After reciting the sacrificial text, Feng Yunshan walked out of his sad mood, and then shouted with all his strength: "The holy soldiers and martyrs who died in battle are immortal!" ”

The crowd also shouted: "Martyrs, immortal!" ”

But immediately afterward, all the holy soldiers unanimously shouted from the heart: "Long live the Holy Kingdom!" Long live the Holy King! The cheers of the mountains resounded through the heavens and the earth, startling flocks of seabirds, soaring into the sky and flying in the sky...... (To be continued.) )