Chapter 580: Worship the Heroic Spirit

Zhao Lie and his entourage marched towards Shidao, which was five miles away from Shidao, without stopping in the middle, and went straight to Shidao. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Along the way, the neat footsteps of the soldiers of the Broken Army in front of them were endless, and these soldiers marched forward quickly with their heads held high and their full armor held high.

At this time, Fang Zhenghua didn't think that the soldiers in front of him were like the soldiers of the Beijing camp of the five battalions.

The soldiers of the five battalions, you can ask him to stand in a neat formation and check it, but don't let these soldiers march with their whole body armor, it will cost the lives of these young master soldiers.

Don't talk about the five-mile road, as long as the whole body armor walks up two miles, those Beijing camp soldiers will be scattered, and there will be no elite soldiers, revealing the true colors of rich and idle soldiers.

The soldiers in front of them were walking briskly in the sweltering heat, thinking that their bodies were already sweating hot, and some of them were also wheezing, but they did not stop, but continued to stride forward.

Obviously, these soldiers have undergone rigorous training, which is not comparable to the Beijing camp.

Not to mention the Beijing camp, that is to say, the soldiers of the Denglai Governor Battalion behind are now struggling to walk in the back, struggling to follow the steps of the soldiers under Zhao Lie in front.

At this time, the ranks of the standard battalion had begun to sparsely rise, and many people were left behind.

This made Chen Yingyuan's face extremely ugly, did these bastards come to Shidao to embarrass them.

The team entered the main street of Shidao, and the prosperity of Shidao brought them surprise.

The wide streets, the shops lining the streets, the large and spacious houses, and the relatively well-dressed people on the streets all speak to the wealth of the area.

Fang Zhenghua's impression is that this is the most prosperous northern town he has seen, and Chen Yingyuan's impression is well, there is such a rich and peaceful place under his rule, why didn't he find out earlier.

Along the way, they saw that the people did not scatter and flee when they saw this group of soldiers of the Broken Army, but stood on the side of the road to greet them, and some children even cheered.

Some passers-by who were obviously dressed as soldiers stood on the side of the road and stroked their chests to salute, while the soldiers under Zhao Lie's command who were walking in front of them really stroked their chests and returned the salute, which looked extremely special and polite, completely different from the vulgar martial artists in the past.

When they came to Shidao Bay, more than a mile away, when they stood on a gentle slope and took in the panoramic view of Shidao Bay, the situation of the Xiyi warships of the Broken Army Navy Division covering the bay made Fang Zhenghua and Chen Yingyuan stunned.

For the two landlubbers who have never been to sea, the scene of the Grand Fleet covering the sea at this time is too shocking.

They have never been to the sea, but they have seen and rode the canal to pass north and south, and they are no strangers to river boats.

But the scene of these warships, ten times larger than river vessels, piling up in Shidao Bay, gave them an unforgettable impression for a lifetime.

"This, are these all your Zhao family's warships?"

Fangzhenghua's voice trembled.

"Some are, some are captured, some are from the inner family, here is just to help, this warship costs more than 10,000 taels of silver to build, and Zhao Lie can't afford to spend these warships." Zhao Lie immediately shirked it.

The warship that fluctuates with the waves in the bay is not very easy to board, but in order to see the actual object of the captured Yiren warship, Fangzhenghua is also fighting, and he must go up to have a look.

Since Fang Zhenghua has this interest, the little old man Chen Yingyuan can't be left behind, and he has to accompany the angel even if he sacrifices his life.

The two of them staggered aboard the San Jose, the most powerful Spanish flagship of the most powerful captured ship, the 900-ton behemoth.

The large hull, the wide deck, the fenders, and the elaborate reliefs on the outer edge of the mainmast cabin amazed the two men, and of course some of the statues were ridiculed by the two of them for being too naked.

When the two of them came to the artillery deck and saw the Spaniard's thirty-six-pounder cannon lying there, the two of them couldn't help but come forward to investigate, and their mouths were full of words, saying that the cannon on this battleship was much more majestic than the Hongyi cannon at the head of the Jingshi City.

Two more Dutch warships boarded, the decorations inside were different from the Spaniards, they must be two groups of Xiyi warships, at this time, Fang Zhenghua and Chen Yingyuan had already believed what Zhao Lie said, Zhao Lie did defeat a large number of Xiyi people, and captured some warships.

When they saw nearly a thousand Xiyi prisoners of war in the barracks, they were already convinced of Zhao Lie's great victory, but it was impossible to find so many Xiyi people in the Ming realm, and it was only possible to defeat the enemy and capture them.

Chen Yingyuan can only slander in his heart, Zhao Lie, can you not be so capable, the more you are so jealous of the court, it is like digging your own grave, the more the court is suspicious of Zhao Lie, the more uncomfortable he Chen Yingyuan is in the middle.

Fang Zhenghua was shocked in his heart, and really admired that the jealousy of the Zhao family was really not untargeted, this Zhao Lie deserved to be a fierce general, but the out-of-control fierce general was not a sharp blade in the hands of the emperor to defeat the enemy, and if he didn't do it well, he would go down and become a threat to the imperial power.

After reading the harvest of Zhao Lie's battle, of course Fang Zhenghua and Chen Yingyuan can't say anything, Zhao Lie is desperate for Daming anyway, fighting from the road to the sea, at this time, it is a little inappropriate to say anything about the crime of sending troops without passing through the officials, of course, Zhao Lie's defeat can be used to beat the water dogs, the problem is that Zhao Lie has won a big victory.

Of course, Fang Zhenghua did not forget his duty, and he came to the Shidao Government Office.

Zhao Lie put out the incense case and knelt down to accept the order.

Chongzhen's holy decree first gave sweet dates, canonized Zhao Lie as the governor of the five armies, Jing Haibo, and the second son of Yin as the Jinyi Wei Baihu, the earl hereditary replacement, you must know that it is really not easy for the military generals to be knighted in the late Ming Dynasty, many of them were posthumously sealed after the death, and they are not hereditary.

Chongzhen's sweet jujube is very sweet, and then it is a request for Zhao Lie to send the main force of the Denglai Army into Henan to exterminate the bandits.

Zhao Lie knelt down and thanked him for his words, and then invited Fang Zhenghua and Chen Yingyuan to sit down and watch the tea.

"Congratulations to Lord Zhao, in the future, Lord Zhao will be Jing Haibo, a member of the Ming Dynasty, this official congratulates."

Chen Yingyuan smiled and said happily.

"It's all the Son of Heaven who made an exception to promote the reward, and Zhao was terrified." Zhao Lie smiled in return.

"When does Lord Zhao plan to send troops to Henan to exterminate the rebels, the situation there is extremely unstable now, and the local officials are looking forward to it."

Fang Zhenghua asked the question he was most concerned about, what he went this way for, for this purpose.

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint my lords, and the Denglai Army will really not be able to go out for a while."

Zhao Lie said solemnly.

Well, one sentence almost choked Fang Zhenghua and couldn't get out of the battle, and the benefits were taken away, making him unable to play.

"Lord Zhao, this is planning to resist the decree." Fang Zhenghua's face was pale.

"Alas, the general has no intention of prevaricating, but because of the heavy losses in this battle, the Denglai army is indeed unable to march westward."

Zhao Lie's face was full of helplessness, and he spread his hands.

"Lord Zhao, you are now also a member of the Ming Dynasty, and you also know the difficulties of the imperial court, so Lord Zhao should send troops to Henan as soon as possible to rescue the emergency."

After listening to the content of the holy decree, Chen Yingyuan certainly knew how to cooperate with Fang Zhenghua to put pressure on Zhao Lie.

"Alas, Zhao Lie has no intention of evading the war, but the soldiers are indeed suffering heavy casualties, and they cannot fight again in the near future, so the two adults will go with me tomorrow to see the casualties of our army, and you will know that my broken army has suffered heavy losses, is it that Zhao Lie is lying about it."

Zhao Lie arched his hand.

Fang Zhenghua didn't say a word, just luck there.

Chen Yingyuan maintained his bearing, and responded with a smile.

The next day, Fangzhenghua Chen Yingyuan was led by Zhao Lie to drive directly to the Shidao Ancestral Hall, when they approached the Martyrs' Shrine, the road was full of people marching towards the Martyrs' Shrine, some of their small children wore linen and filial piety, and some old people were sobbing, and the entire wide avenue in front of the Martyrs' Shrine was overwhelmed by the sad crowd.

Fang Zhenghua and Chen Yingyuan looked at each other at this time, not knowing what the situation was, and they didn't know where they had come until they saw the magnificent archway of the Shidao Ancestral Hall.

When I walked into the courtyard of the Ancestral Hall, which covered an extremely wide area, I saw thousands of soldiers of the Broken Army lined up neatly, each person standing solemnly in a wooden box in his hand.

The people behind are entering it.

Zhao Lie took Huang Han and the others to the tall altar.

"Brothers, fathers and fellow villagers, we are here to pay tribute to the soldiers of the Broken Army who died bravely to protect the Ming Sea Frontier, they shed their blood to protect our homeland, they used their lives to defeat the fleet of the Xiyi people who attacked my Ming Dynasty and the fleet of Zheng Zhilong who fought for the tiger, today they sacrificed their lives for the country in order to protect our homeland, we must always remember them, and also treat their families well, here, I Zhao Lie swear, if someone withholds the pension of their family members, someone bullies their children and parents, there will be no forgiveness."

Zhao Lie's loud voice spread far away.

The families of the fallen soldiers below immediately wept bitterly, and the eyes of the soldiers of the Broken Army holding the wooden boxes were also full of tears.

With tears in his eyes, Zhao Lie presided over the worship ceremony, offering melons and fruits and five animal sacrifices on the incense table, and the captured Zheng family's banners and Xiyi people's banners and armor were enshrined on the altar.

In the end, Zhao Lie gave an order, and several soldiers of the Broken Army walked in unison to the tomb that had been dug one by one, put the wooden box in their hands into it, and then covered it with soil, placed the stone tablet in front of the tomb, and saluted the tombstone before returning.

Fang Zhenghua and Chen Yingyuan watched as the soldiers entered the cemetery on the gentle slope, and finally the gentle slope was full of busy broken soldiers.

The sheer number of them makes them dizzy, I'm afraid there are really thousands of people.

When all the soldiers settled the graves of the brothers and withdrew to the bottom of the gentle slope, the family members began to climb the gentle slope and began to worship the relatives who died in battle, and the cries of more than 10,000 people resounded in the range of several miles of the ancestral shrine.

The atmosphere of pathos permeated the entire mountain and mountain of the Martyrs' Shrine, and many soldiers of the Broken Prisoners below also wept for it.

Fang Zhenghua and Chen Yingyuan looked at each other, they still have the vision to see the truth of the current situation, and it is true that the Broken Army suffered heavy casualties, and it is really not that Zhao Lie is lying to shirk it, so what they do next. (To be continued.) )