When Ye Lang rode a white horse to 100 meters in front of the heron camp, he dismounted with Ye Jing.

Holding the banner of the Heroic Spirit in one hand and holding the night quiet in the other, he slowly walked to the gate of the heron camp.

He bowed deeply, bowed around, and shouted in grief: "I'm sorry, I am ashamed of you in the night waves, and I couldn't bring back your sons, husbands, brothers, and fathers safely, please mourn."

The family members of those heroic spirits knelt down one after another to return the salute, and the white-haired old woman in the lead said silently: "Thank you,,,, Your Royal Highness King Xie Kun, send the heroic spirit home,,,

Subsequently.

Ye Lang came to the left of the gate of the Lu Kun camp with Ye Jing, half-knelt down, held high the banner of the Heroic Spirit, and shouted.

"Lu Kun Yingling, go home and return to his place, open the Ying Ling Hall"

When the words of the night waves fell, in the middle of the depths of the heron kun camp, the gate of the Heroic Hall, which enshrines the heroic spirits of the soldiers of the Egret Kun Legion, slowly opened.

Then, from the Lu Kun camp, out of a row, the Lu Kun soldiers who stayed in the camp, from the gate of the Valhalla to the gate of the camp, there were thousands of people.

They all had a strip of white cloth tied around their heads, and then, before receiving the ashes of the Heroic Spirits from the hands of the escort team, they took off the white strips of cloth from their heads and tied them to the urn in a cross shape.

Finally, the name of each heroic spirit on the columbarium altar is sandwiched at the crossing, and then the ashes of the heroic spirit are picked up and slowly sent to the Heroic Hall.

During the whole process, no one outside the camp could step into the camp for half a step, and the ashes of the last Heroic Spirit were directly sent into the Valhalla.

It took four hours for all the Immortals to be sent to the Hall.

Then, Ye Lang led all the Lu Kun soldiers and their families to the altar in front of the entrance of the Valhalla.

Night Lang walked up to the altar alone, held high the banner of the Heroic Spirit, and after flying three times, he shouted loudly: "Worship the Heroic Spirit, begin"

"Worship the heavens, may the heroic spirit return to the heron in the next life"

"Two worship the martyrs, may the martyrs lead the way, and the heroic souls return to their places"

"Three worship to the heroic spirit, the name of the hero will live forever, and the mighty will be shocked all over the world"

，，，，，，

After the whole service was completed, it was already late at night.

Ye Lang hugged Ye Jing, who was already asleep, and under the escort of Lu Yong and a team of Lu Kun soldiers, he left the Lu Kun camp and returned to the Kunwang Mansion, which had been away for more than a year.

After returning home, Ye Lang handed over the sleeping Ye Jing to Xiao Yue.

He had no intention of sleeping, walking alone in the Kunwang Mansion that he was very familiar with in his memory, and he was thinking about what to do next.

Finally, the night wave was in a pavilion in the garden of the Kunwang Mansion, and was blown by the cold wind of early winter all night.

The biting cold wind kept him awake at all times, and only in this way could he sort out the latest information he saw in the Lu Kun camp little by little, and the whole process of the conspiracy in the north.

After a night of cold wind blowing in the pavilion, the night waves also had a preliminary plan for what to do next.

After dawn, when Ye Lang was about to go back to his room to rest, he heard Ye Jing's voice calling him in the courtyard.

Ye Jing's anxious voice made Ye Lang stand up quickly, rubbed his almost stiff face, and walked quickly to the compound in the mansion.

When he came to the compound, at first glance, he saw Ye Jing running out of his room, and he immediately shouted: "Jing'er, what's wrong, my brother is here"

"Brother,,,

Ye Jing turned around and ran quickly towards Ye Lang, threw herself into his arms, hugged his neck tightly, and said: "Brother, Jing'er had another nightmare yesterday, I dreamed that my brother left Jing'er again and disappeared into a white fog, Jing'er was so scared, so scared ,,,"

"Jing'er is not afraid, dreams are all fake, look, isn't my brother by Jing'er's side?"

While comforting Ye Jing, Ye Lang took off the snow hat that he had been wearing on his head.

Ye Jing cried and shouted: "Well, my brother wants to promise Jing'er, no matter where he goes in the future, he will take Jing'er with him."

"Okay, good, good, my brother will take you wherever he goes in the future"

"Really!, my brother is so good to Jing'er"

，，，，，，

At this time, Ye Jing also raised his head, and the first thing he saw was Ye Lang, who was full of white hair and seemed to be much older.

"Ah, woo woo, brother, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you"

Looking at the night silence that was crying, Ye Lang comforted him with heartache.

，，，，，，

Regarding Ye Jing, Ye Lang himself felt very strange, as if this sister, who had never had anything to do with him, had an inseparable emotion from the moment they met, just like his brother on the earth, the kind of family relationship that blood was thicker than water, very strange.

Afterwards, Ye Lang talked a lot with Ye Jing until Xiao Yue came to call them to breakfast.

After eating breakfast, Ye Lang handed over Ye Jing to Xiao Yue, and he felt too tired, so he went to rest.

Although Xiao Yue is just the personal maid of the night waves, in the Kunwang Mansion, her status is higher than that of Mei Gong, the chief manager of the Kunwang Mansion.

So the relationship between Ye Jing and Xiao Yue is also very good, usually when Ye Lang goes out to do errands, Xiao Yue takes Ye Jing to play.

After resting at home for three days, Ye Lang saw that his father-in-law who was not yet in the palace came to summon him into the palace, judging by his fusion memories and the history books he had read before.

He knew that the battle in the north not only made him lose the most powerful heron kun army in the Yejia Dynasty, but also made him lose his previous majesty, and at the same time made him lose the supreme authority in the Yejia Dynasty in the past.

In the past, King Kun Yelang, every time he returned to Beijing, he had not yet stepped into the Kunwang Mansion, and the Kunwang Mansion was already crowded, and the officials who came to visit him came to see him, but now he didn't even see a small post.

Although the night waves don't care about these, it is inevitable that the three princes who died on the battlefield will be uneven in their hearts.

In the past three days, in order not to make Ye Jing look sad, Ye Lang asked Xiao Yue to find a dye and dye her hair black.

On this day, after breakfast, Ye Lang thought about it, or went to the Lukun camp, he was ready to start dealing with the life and death situation in front of him.

The first step is to prepare to rebuild the Lu Kun Legion, and at the same time find out the traitors within the Lu Kun Legion, and figure out how many opponents are involved in the Northern Conspiracy.

After coming to the Lukun camp, Ye Lang asked Lu Yong to gather all the generals and hold a meeting.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the battle in the north has almost wiped out our Lu Kun Legion, and now we are already in name only, in order to revive the prestige of our Lu Kun Legion, from tomorrow, we must turn our grief into strength and rebuild a new and powerful Lu Kun Legion in the shortest possible time. According to the hereditary system of elite soldiers of the Yejia Dynasty, Lu Yong, the left vanguard, and Shi Tao, the right vanguard, the two of you have begun to count how many juniors can immediately join the Lukun Legion, and you must hand it over to me before noon tomorrow."

"Yes, General"

"Senior Staff Officer He Jin, select two generals from the living generals, promote them to the position of front vanguard and rear striker, and first maintain the normal operation and training of the four pioneer battalions of the Lu Kun Legion."

"Yes, General"

"Finally, I would like to announce the bad news, except for the official positions of the four vanguards, the other generals of the Lukun Legion will be demoted to soldiers, and they will be trained and reselected together with the recruits of the new Lukun Legion who will be rebuilt."

After hearing this order, all the generals in the room showed surprised expressions.

Lu Yong also asked puzzled: "General, why is this, these generals and brothers in this house, each of them are people who survived from the pile of the dead, even if there is no reward, we all admit it, how can we still demote them, what does this make everyone think?"

Ye Lang looked around silently, all the generals in the room, and finally, said coldly.

"I know that this decision may make you, the generals who have fought on the battlefield for a long time and fought bloodily, feel cold and dissatisfied, after all, your current status is poured with countless blood. However, on the way back to Kyoto from the north, I thought about it a lot and thought about it for a long time. In this battle of the northern border, the reason why we were ambushed by the enemy before and after, and we did not notice anything abnormal at all, must be because there were traitors among our generals, otherwise the enemy's intelligence could not be so accurate and terrifyingly accurate.

Now, although it has not yet been found out who the traitor is, how many people there are, but I can tell you that for the sake of those soldiers who died in the north, I will definitely find you or you in the night wave, and I will use your blood to sacrifice the heroic spirits of the north. Therefore, before this matter is investigated, in this room, except for He Jing, the senior staff officer who did not go with the army this time, everyone else is a suspect, including you Lu Yong, if you want to prove your innocence, you must supervise each other, report, find out these traitors as soon as possible, and give those dead heroes a little comfort as soon as possible, does anyone have any doubts?"

Ye Lang's words made the room silent, and after a while, a commander of the left vanguard battalion stood up and said: "General, as long as I can avenge those dead brothers and let me be crushed, I am willing, not to mention a false official position, I am willing to obey the general's arrangement."

"General, I'm willing, if I can't find a traitor, I don't have the face to be this commander again"

"General, me too"

，，，，，，

Looking at the generals in the room who supported his decision, Ye Lang was also relieved by the real Kun King Ye Lang, these subordinates of his were all real warriors.

Subsequently.

Ye Lang continued: "Quiet, very good, since everyone can understand my decision, then now, I also want to hear what you have to say, you have always lived together with each other, and you must know each other very well, now, I need you to carefully recall, during the time of the expedition to the north, did you find anyone, what was abnormal."

The problem of the night wave made all the generals in the house fall into memories.

While everyone was carefully reminiscing, Ye Lang was also carefully observing the subtle expressions of each of them.

On Earth, when Ye Lang was in college, in order to pick up girls, he read some books about psychology and micro-expressions, and he happened to be able to use them at this time.

The reason why the night wave braved the danger of causing the army's morale to be discouraged, and said this in public was to exert strong pressure on those who had ghosts in their hearts, because any person with strong psychological conditions, under great pressure, made a cover-up, there will always be flaws.

After carefully observing for a few minutes, Ye Lang made a discovery, he saw a centurion of the former pioneer battalion in a state of wandering eyes when everyone was reminiscing, which was very different from other people who thought about problems, that kind of focused eyes.

And Ye Lang found that every time he looked at him, the centurion seemed to be able to sense it, dodging his eyes, which made the centurion a little deliberate in his state of thinking about the problem.