The king commanded: "My emperor is benevolent, my mother is merciful, people are of the same mind, and the heart is the same reason." The ants still spare their lives, but as soon as they still have a breath, they will be brutally positioned as a fool who sacrifices, and they will all be positioned as the crime of human life and killed, do you understand? ”

"Got it!" The soldiers replied unequivocally.

Everyone leaned down, touched the body temperature of the fallen comrades one by one, touched their snorts one by one, and when they encountered the disabled comrades, they were immediately lifted aside and asked the military doctor to bandage and treat them.

Concubine Wen was still not at ease, called General Shangzhi, personally inspected the injury, the soldiers did not dare to show a half-disrespectful and impatient look, Concubine Wen found that the two soldiers looked disrespectful, a little sluggish, immediately stood on the high platform, and said: "Since ancient times, if you forget the brotherly affection between comrades-in-arms, how can you call it a human, ants still know that when the fire comes, hug into a group, and exchange the sacrifice of the outer ants for the survival of the internal compatriots." The Great Song Dynasty has been a state of etiquette since ancient times, and the sage thinks: A gentleman has nine thoughts, how to use it to clean up the battlefield? Combined with the battlefield cleanup, we must think five times: when we see Siming, when Sage Confucius wants us to look, we must think about whether we can see clearly, whether the hands or feet of our comrades-in-arms are still moving. Listening to Sicong, the sage told us whether we were listening to the wounded comrade-in-arms with our hearts, and if necessary, we should keep in mind his last words and definitely follow them, reflecting our respect for our comrades-in-arms. Se Sigong asks us to think at all times whether our face is gentle towards our wounded comrades, just as we are filial to our parents, and whether it comes from a pious heart. Yan Sizhong requires us to be loyal to the court and close comrades-in-arms. Respecting things requires us to be serious and prudent in our work, and not to treat any life hastily. As the saying goes, one time, another. I think that on the battlefield, on the merciless battlefield, this moment may be the other time. This time, it was his turn to be injured, so next time, it should be the turn of who was injured and who was sacrificed. In the world, there is no such thing as clover, but if there is, it is the extreme cherishing of life and the incomparable respect for comrades-in-arms. ”

There was silence at first, and then a burst of applause and cheers.

After an hour and a half, the wounded soldiers were rescued, the heroic soul was buried in the ground, and the mutton lunch had been prepared.

General Zhi and his entourage led nearly 200,000 soldiers to kneel down reverently.

Concubine Wen picked up the wine bowl, first offered wine to the martyrs who died, and said: "Respect you, noble souls, you are in the flower season of life, you should be like bones and flowers. Yushu, you are in the summer of your life, who doesn't know that there are still bright green leaves? was devastated by the bloody wind and rain in the most beautiful season and drifted away prematurely. The ancients said: Look up to the sky, bow to the earth. Walk worthy of others, and stop worthy of heart. Your life has stopped, but you are at ease. Respect you, noble and courageous, who are not cheap in character and not poor in learning. Rest in peace, dear brothers, in peace, the best soul of my Great Song Dynasty. The heroes under the spring, you are the most worthy of admiration. ”

sacrificed heaven and earth and all things on the ancestors, and said: "Thank you for the heaven and earth that blessed my Great Song Dynasty, and thank you for the heroes and ghosts of all dynasties who blessed our army, please drink this bowl of celebration wine and meet again in the future!"

After paying tribute to the martyrs, everyone found that they were already hungry, enjoying the fruits of victory comfortably, and they didn't care about speaking.

After eating, everyone began to brag and chat. "It's so happy today, in ancient times there were painted cakes to satisfy hunger, and today there are mutton tubes to fill up." "In ancient times, it was expected that plum would quench thirst, and now there is sheep soup to keep out the cold." "In the past, there were Western Xia people who claimed to be kings and hegemons, and today Concubine Wen personally went out to kill the enemy." "In the past, the Western Xia soldiers killed me like hemp, and today I cut them like watermelons."

The beauties came over and heard what these soldiers said just now, it was really nice and interesting, and Concubine Wen said excitedly: "If they are adapted into dramas, and then teach everyone to sing, it will be fun." ”

As a result, the battlefield became a temporary stage. Some people sang Henan Opera happily, some people happily harmonized, some people used chopsticks and table knives to beat gongs and drums enthusiastically, and some people listened attentively and sang harmoniously from the bottom of their hearts.

"General Zhe, these war horses are really not well healed, how to deal with them?" A military horse doctor ran over and asked anxiously.

"Maybe it's this loyal horse that has a determination to die after its master." The beauties rushed over when they heard the news, and Concubine Wen said understandingly.

Looking at this poor and respectable war horse, his spleen had been pierced by the enemy, the blood seemed to have been drained, and two lines of hot tears were still hanging on his long and narrow face.