Jingguan is located on the south bank of Maqishui, about half a mile away from Maqishui, surrounded by endless plains, covered with human-high artemisia grass.

This place is the place where the 300,000 soldiers of the Great Sui chose to evacuate and cross the river when the supply of grain and grass was cut off, but unfortunately, 300,000 people evacuated in a hurry, and the formation was completely chaotic at once, so the Goguryeo people took the opportunity to take advantage of the loophole.

The entire 300,000 people, except for the 1,700 guards of the Ninth Army, the remaining soldiers were all captured by the Goguryeo after the battle.

Then, before they could react, the Goguryeo people slaughtered all of them here, and built a Jingguan, which shook the domain for a while!

Now calculated, nearly 20 years have passed, and it has long been impossible to see here that the tragedy of the Jin Ge Iron Horse back then is just the horse water that has never stopped flowing over the years.

And, in the distance, it looks like a hill!

A whole 300,000 people were built into the Jingguan, and the size of the entire Jingguan was like a huge tomb, standing on the plain.

From afar, it looks like a small mountain, bare on it, not a single grass tree is visible, and occasionally when it is swept by the wind, it will roll up a little dust.

And around the Jingguan, there is a dense and human-high artemisia grass, which surrounds the bare Jingguan, and it looks extremely dazzling on the plain.

There is not a single house in sight around the Gyeongkan, and it is said that when the Gyeonggwan was not yet built, there were still many Goguryeo fishermen living in this area.

However, since the appearance of Jingguan here, all the fishermen who originally lived here have moved away one after another.

The reason for the evacuation is very simple, that is, since the construction of the Jingguan, every night, especially on the night of the stars and moons, the fishermen here will always hear the sound of the whimpering wind blowing from the Jingguan.

The sound sounded like weeping, and it sounded like tens of thousands of people weeping together, and when it was heard in the ears, it made people's scalps tingle!

Therefore, over time, the Goguryeo people who originally lived here left here one after another, and there was only one Jingguan left here.

Every year, the four seasons change, and Kyokan suffers from the cycle of the four seasons, and when the dust that was originally covered on it is blown up by the wind, the white bones of the forest underneath are exposed.

In Goguryeo, this place has become a forbidden land, no Goguryeo people will be willing to come here, over the years, the only people who have patronized here are Shi Hu and their descendants.

Around Jingguan, they have left too many footprints over the years, and whenever Chongyang is clear, there will be sporadic light and whimpering cries in the night here in Jingguan.

Some Goguryeo people who happened to see this scene, after seeing this scene, they would think that it was caused by ghosts in Gyeongkan, so rumors about the haunting of unjust spirits here in Gyeongkan spread from time to time among the Goguryeo folk.

When Cheng Chumo took people and rushed to Jingguan here, it happened to be evening, and the sunset was softly sprinkled, and the gorgeous glow shrouded this place in a piece of red.

Looking at the Jingguan in the distance, which was also shrouded in the glow, before he came to the Jingguan, Xu Yi, the descendants of the year, had already crawled on the ground crying and crawling towards the Jingguan with their heads touching the ground.

The sound of crying spread far away on the plain, and the voice was full of endless grief, and it was really the cry of the hearer, and everyone who heard Xu Yi and others crying at this moment, at this moment, they all pursed their lips and gritted their teeth hard.

For many years, these descendants of the year, even if they come here to worship their ancestors during the New Year's Festival, they are still sneaky, even if they cry bitterly, they are still lying on the ground and suppressing their cries in their throats.

Now, they are crying loudly, and they will be backlogged in their hearts, and the grief of many years will be expressed at this moment.

Twenty years have passed, and no one can truly understand the grief in their hearts, which is a kind of watching their ancestors being built into a Jingguan by the Goguryeo people, and experiencing humiliation every day and night, but they are powerless.

Over the years, they have buried their heads in their chests and lived, and they dare not raise their heads to live people, for fear that if they raise their heads, they will hear the angry rebuke of their ancestors, or be poked in the backbone by the people around them.

In other words, they are a group of lonely souls and wild ghosts without ancestors, a person who does not even have ancestors, and they are not worthy of living like normal people.

But now, they are here again, and this time, unlike usual, they are here to pick up their ancestors!

Cheng Chumo's eyes looked at the Jingguan standing in the distance, in the middle of the tall artemisia grass, and there was no expression on his dark and rough face.

As he strode towards it, he took out a hemp rope from his bosom and raised his hand to tie it around his head.

With Cheng Chumo's beginning, the rest of the team also did the same, and took out a hemp rope from their arms and tied it to their heads.

And Xu Yi, these people, directly took off the package on their backs, took out the sackcloth and linen robe from it, put it on their bodies, still knelt on the ground, howling all the way, followed Cheng Chumo and others, and came to the huge Jingguan.

At this time, the sunset has slowly sunk to the top of the mountain, and the night has gradually shrouded the entire plain, dozens of torches were then lit, and in front of the huge Jingguan, there were seven or eight thousand Tang Dynasty soldiers, standing there quietly, looking at the Jingguan silently.

Cheng Chumo, who was at the front of the team, then asked someone to bring a box that had been prepared a long time ago, and then took out candles, incense, paper money, etc. from the box and placed them in front of Jingguan one by one.

"The junior Lingnan Sailor Cheng Chumo, today on the orders of His Majesty the Tang Dynasty, came to welcome all the seniors home!" casually placed the box in front of Jingguan, and then, after placing candles and tributes on the box, Cheng Chumo knelt on his knees, picked up a bottle of liquor and sprinkled it in front of him, and said loudly.

At this time, night had completely fallen, and dozens of torches were burning in front of Jingguan, which was shrouded in night.

In the uncertain firelight, Cheng Chumo took seven or eight thousand people to kneel in front of the Jingguan together, took out a pre-written sacrificial text, and read it aloud.

This memorial is from the hand of Li Er, the tone is abrupt, and Cheng Chumo, who has always been very arrogant, at this moment, on a dark face, the expression looks solemn, and the voice reveals a sad meaning.

And the seven or eight thousand people behind him, at this time, were also like Cheng Chumo, with solemn expressions, kneeling there silently, listening to Cheng Chumo's eulogy.

They may not be able to understand the eulogy, but at this moment, kneeling in front of this Jingguan, even if they don't read any eulogy, the sadness has been integrated into the surrounding atmosphere, making everyone present feel like they are holding back a ball of fire.

A long sacrificial text was finally read by Cheng Chumo, and then, Cheng Chumo put the sacrificial text on the candle and lit it, and threw it on the top of his head.

Looking at the sacrificial text that was dancing with flames, like a butterfly in the air, fluttering, Cheng Chumo immediately pulled out a knife from his waist with a 'choking' sound.

Then, his eyes stared at Jingguan, and the expression on his face suddenly looked solemn and solemn: "Today, I swear silently here, one day, I will personally lead the Tang Dynasty army and set foot all over the land of Goguryeo, if you violate this oath, you will not be able to live for life!" ”

After saying this, Cheng Chumo gritted his teeth violently, picked up the knife, and on his face, without hesitation, it was a knife, and in an instant, where the knife was cut, blood slowly flowed down.

"I swear here, he will step through the Goguryeo city one day, if he violates this oath, he will not be able to live for the rest of his life!"

As soon as Cheng Chumo's oath came out, the seven or eight thousand Tang soldiers behind him all did the same, and they all took out a small knife and repeated Cheng Chumo's oath in their mouths, picked up the knife, and cut a hole in their face.

In front of Jingguan shrouded in night, at this moment, the voices of seven or eight thousand people swearing gathered into one and came out from afar, looking solemn and solemn.

This is called the oath of breaking the face, and it is the most solemn oath of all!

Xu Yi and others, who were originally prostrate on the ground and crying incessantly, at this time, seeing Cheng Chumo and others, swore an oath, and suddenly increased the sound of crying, turned around one by one, faced the soldiers around him, and bowed to the ground.

"It's not too early, move your bones!" Splashing a bottle of wine evenly on the ground in front of him, Cheng Chumo suddenly turned over and stood up, and when he said this, he took the lead in picking up a hoe and walked to Jingguan.

As soon as the others behind him saw Cheng Chumo walking towards Jingguan, they immediately stood up, picked up their tools, and followed behind.

It has been 20 years since Jingguan, and the soil on it has long become loose, and when the hoe goes down, it doesn't take much effort to dig a large piece.

It's just that in Jingguan, there are 300,000 bones buried, even if the soil is soft, because you have to be careful of those bones, so the progress of excavation is not so easy.

However, even if the progress is slow, with the efforts of seven or eight thousand people, Jingguan is shrinking little by little, and the bones inside are also being cleaned out one by one.

The identity of the bones is naturally unrecognizable, even if it is excavated and transported back to the Tang Dynasty, when the time comes, they will all be buried together for future generations to pay tribute to.

When coming from the Liao River, the boat brought a few small boats, so when there were bones cleaned up here, there would be the dead soldiers led by Jiang Chao, and then the boats would be transported back to the ships of the Liao River.

In the night sky near the middle of the moon, a full moon hung obliquely in the sky, and the moonlight sprinkled like water, enveloping the plain in a moonlight.

And in this moonlight, seven or eight thousand soldiers of the Tang Dynasty silently excavated the Beijing Temple, and transported the soldiers of the former dynasty who had been humiliated for 20 years away little by little. (To be continued.) )