At dawn the next day, he stepped on the blood all over the ground. Zhang Yun, whose face was full of gunsmoke. Looking blankly at the sky. I don't know what to say.

But when I looked around, I saw that there was blood everywhere at this time, and the whole night of scuffle last night even affected tens of thousands of civilians......

At this moment, Zhang Yun was not in the mood to count the casualties at all, but began to think of the pros and cons of the political commissar system in later generations!

There is only one possibility that there will be a battalion roar in the army. It must be that the officers at all levels did not treat the big-headed soldiers as human beings at all. There is no other reason.

Of course, the time, the place, the people, all are indispensable!

If it weren't for the fact that the great enemy was about to arrive but had not arrived, the psychological pressure on the big-headed soldiers was too great, and if it weren't for the fact that the ordinary officers were too oppressed, some people wanted to take revenge on the chaos. Added a handful of oil to this chaos. Coupled with the lack of good psychological counselling. Last night's roar was simply not going to happen.

But now, that's all in the past. If you pursue it again, it will do more harm than good.

In order to realize the political commissar system in later generations, it is necessary to carry out a thorough emancipation of the mind. Zhang Yun, who figured out this, was suddenly a little depressed. He is the one who wants to be the emperor!

If it wasn't for the sake of becoming emperor, why did you toss here for so long? Wouldn't it be better to support a few spokespeople to compete for the world and hide behind the scenes?

I worked so hard, not because I wanted to be the emperor and seize luck to the greatest extent......

Therefore, considering it, the political commissar system is not advisable at all. Don't look at Zhang Yun, he has passed on a lot of technology and many ideas from later generations here. But that was only to deal with the deep-rooted Confucianism, and had no other purpose. As for the perverted idea that everyone is equal! It's better to let it die!

Not to mention that this kind of thinking is impossible to realize at all, even if it is possible, all kinds of conspirators, including Zhang Yun himself. Let it die in the womb.

"Hey!"

Thinking about this, Zhang Yun could only sigh deeply in this wilderness. wiped the blood on his body and walked to the original barracks.

The reason why it is called the original military camp is because it has already become a white land at this time. All the surviving soldiers added up to probably less than 2,000 men. Take a peek and know the whole leopard. From this you can see the madness of last night. There is not one in ten soldiers who have survived.

And seeing that Zhang Yun, who was like a god and demon in last night's battle, walked over, the soldiers who survived. Almost all of them emitted a hint of resentment. You must know that many of these people who died in battle were their true brothers......

But every time Zhang Yun's gaze swept over, everyone lowered their heads as if they were nothing!

Seeing this, Zhang Yun sighed silently. Not making a statement is actually the best statement.

You must know that no matter what identity these people were before, the first thing they saw was to salute and say hello. Now, however, all those who survived have chosen to remain silent. Although after looking at it himself, he could still see a forced smile on their faces. But this performance can only make Zhang Yun sigh even more!

In a tent that was barely erected but leaking everywhere, Zhang Yun finally saw Xie Yang, who was wrapped like a mummy!

It's just that this kid is speechless now, and he is tightly wrapped, and only two eyes are exposed......

"Woo woo woo ......"

Seeing Zhang Yun's figure, this kid hurriedly let out a dog bark. This is Zhang Yun but not a dog, how can he understand it?

"You can recuperate here with peace of mind, anyway, the messenger we sent a few days ago is estimated to be about to arrive in Qiongzhou at this moment. When the time comes, Ben Shuai will go back with you. A few words of comfort to him, Zhang Yun, who was in an extremely irritable mood, immediately ignored his dog barking that became a little hurried. Turn around and leave.

Looking at the figure of the more than 1,000 survivors who collected the corpses on the original barracks, Zhang Yun's heart was panicked!

How to maintain the situation here and there? We'll talk about that later. But now, it is necessary to give them all a shot in the arm. Let everyone come alive!

Last night's battle was too chaotic, even though all the hordes of enemies had been annihilated. But even Zhang Yun, who is invincible on the battlefield, can't guarantee it. There will be no survivors for those natives......

It's just that Zhang Yun was annoyed to find that in the face of the current situation, in addition to the political commissar in charge of brainwashing work. There's no other way to bring these people back to life!

……

"Come, Ben Shuai will help you." After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with a good way to brainwash Zhang Yun. Simply and neatly joined the work of collecting corpses. In any case, these corpses must be disposed of first.

"No... No...... Not a big handsome. The subordinates themselves can move. And in the face of Zhang Yun's hospitality. The creeps who were helped were suddenly a little flattered. But he hasn't forgotten who he is. Therefore, he resigned again and again.

But Zhang Yun, who had already made up his mind, snatched the body from him regardless of it. Not only that, but he also picked up another thigh from the ground. Fang just turned around and strode towards the burial pit.

"It seems that the handsome man is not as ruthless as the legend!" Zhang Yun's inexplicable action made Xiao Bing feel a little emotional. At the same time, the face that had been tense gradually softened.

And the scene that Zhang Yun is doing is not just affected. Creeps who are directly helped. On this flat land. Many soldiers who saw Zhang Yun's movements. It seems that they were all in a collective daze for a while......

In this way, with the help of Zhang Yun several times. More than 1,000 survivors understood that Zhang Yun was not putting on a show. Suddenly, it was as if something had been mixed into the hearts of these people. Even the movement of carrying the corpse was much brisker. The weird atmosphere that used to not speak to each other has also been broken!

"Come to my side, this pockmark was born tall and big before his death, I can't imagine that it is so heavy when he dies, Lao Tzu really can't carry it!" A small soldier with a wounded right arm called out.

"I'll come."

"Wait for me ......"

Immediately, a large number of responses were received. This scene made people see from afar. The tight string in my heart seems to have relaxed a little. The atmosphere between them was further relaxed.

Seeing this, a glimmer of crystal light also flashed in Zhang Yun's eyes. Zhang Yun, who was forced to raise his head, saw the sun at the moment. A flash of lightning flashed through my mind......

"Come... Come...... Don't be busy, everyone. We're sure we'll be able to finish this job today before the sun goes down. As for tonight's safety, you don't have to worry, Ben Shuai decided not to sleep tonight! ”

After everyone was summoned, Zhang Yun spoke again: "It's not okay for everyone to go on like this, so be it!" Ben Shuai will teach you a song. Let's sing together, shall we? ”

All the survivors were shocked by Zhang Yun's words, "All around here are the corpses of former comrades, isn't it really good to sing here?" ”

Zhang Yun didn't care what thoughts were going on in the minds of all the survivors below. Immediately after that, the song started!

"I want to fly to the sky, time is waiting for me to change ......"

The majestic singing echoed in the ears of more than a thousand survivors. In everyone's mind at the moment. All of them are no longer thinking about any nonsense. All of them are immersed in this inspiring song. Fatigue overnight. It seems to have disappeared from the body as well!

Originally low morale, and a tense face. It's like half of the yellow flowers yesterday are getting farther and farther away from these soldiers......

I don't know who was the first to speak and sing along with Zhang Yun? But it doesn't matter anymore!

Because all the people were immersed in the song, and before they knew it, two, three, four...... All the people joined in the chorus.

This chorus lasted until the sun was in the middle of the day. As soon as all the people opened their mouths, their bellies were like thunder. Fang slowly stopped laughing.

At this time, Zhang Yun looked around, but found that many people had already laughed and burst into tears. It's just that while someone is crying. But it doesn't affect the overall mood. After a burst of laughter. The rustic atmosphere is even higher than when the natives were slaughtered.

Everyone looked into their eyes, and in the depths of their eyes, there was no longer resentment. Naturally, it is not indifferent!

And just when Zhang Yun wanted to say something more. From the area of makeshift tents where wounded soldiers were housed. At this moment, there was a faint singing voice. When I listened carefully, it was exactly the same as the song I and the others sang just now, but because they had to endure the pain on their bodies, the singing seemed intermittent.

"Hahaha......"

After hearing and understanding, everyone, including Zhang Yun. They all burst out laughing.

"As the song says, we are all young people, and the 180 years given to us by God have not yet been completed, and we at this time are just like the sun in the sky now. There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome, as long as we are willing to give up. And this renunciation is not without a price. ”

"Maybe some of you have heard of the Great Song Dynasty's resettlement of fallen soldiers, and even some of you may have heard of the Tang Dynasty's resettlement of fallen soldiers."

"What Marshal Daben wants to say is that no matter how well they are settled, it is nothing more than giving the families of the dead some money and land! That's it! may still face the possibility of being exploited layer by layer. In the end, the money and land in the hands of the families of the fallen soldiers may be very small. The loved ones who made the heroes had just shed blood, and then wept. ”

"This is a very good situation, and it proves that the class in power is not too dark. If you change to a black-hearted emperor, or even just give the fallen soldiers a nice name, you will be sent away! ”

"Speaking of which, some people may ask, is it possible that there is no explanation after the death of the battle? This question is good and powerful! The black-hearted emperor can dismiss this statement with just one sentence. The shore of the land......"

When Zhang Yun said this, he saw that the faces of everyone around him changed, and he no longer had the carelessness just now. They all began to listen. It doesn't seem to want to let go of every word that comes out of his mouth. Seeing this, Zhang Yun paused before continuing.

"That handsome man wants to ask you, everyone is dead. I want those posthumous names. Is there a use for yarn? ”