This is not Zhuang Wanqin's flattery, she has not reached this point yet.

It's just that Peng Chun followed the emperor to create a foundation is indeed a fact.

I think that the emperor launched an uprising back then, and the hidden piles were ambushed in various regions, and each region had a leader. The people of each region echoed each other from afar, and uprisings appeared one after another, and the former dynasty was caught off guard, and the emperor of the previous dynasty was forced to the palace in a remote area.

The uprising was victorious, and those who led it were indispensable.

It's just that after the establishment of Nanguo, some of these people returned to their hometowns, some died of disease, and now there seems to be no one else left except Peng Chun.

The people have been feeling sorry for those people until now, and they have been fighting with the emperor for so long, and they have not enjoyed much happiness, so they have gone.

But they sigh and sigh, and they never lack respect for those who are still alive.

Just like now, Peng Chun, a veteran who has not been on the battlefield for many years, is the main general as soon as he enters the battlefield, which has a lot to do with his reputation.

"Humph!" Peng Chun turned his face away, and no longer looked at Zhuang Wanqin's expression with a biased expression.

"Please also ask the prince to forgive the old man's clumsiness, the old man really didn't see it!"

The strong smell of gunpowder in these words attracted the attention of the soldiers around him.

However, that gaze was not the gaze of watching the play, but the hostility towards Peng Chun.

Secretly glancing at the surrounding situation with his spare eyes, Peng Chun no longer had any doubts about Zhuang Wanqin's ability at this moment.

The person who can let the soldiers protect him like this, no matter what his tactics are, he is ashamed of himself just in the heart of the unified army.

Even he can't make all the soldiers submit, not to mention, this person and these soldiers haven't seen each other for many years.

"General Peng is really good at laughing, obviously he knows what he knows, and he pretends not to know, if I can't do this ceremony, it will seem that I have a small belly."

As she spoke, Zhuang Wanqin bowed to Peng Chun.

Meticulousness is completely the etiquette of the lower levels in the army to the superiors, and everyone present thinks that they can't find any mistakes.

At this time, Peng Chun couldn't pretend even if he wanted to.

It's worth sighing, this Zhuang Wanqin can bend and stretch, but she has found a good step for others, which really makes the person who talks to her powerless.

"Alright," Peng Chun took off his hostile expression, "Then can the prince tell me your intention to do this?" ”

"It's obvious, we need to get rid of the corpses piled up outside the walls."

Originally, Peng Chun thought about it in this direction, but thinking about it and really hearing it was not a feeling at all.

"You are disrespectful to the dead!"

There is no superfluous language, just this sentence is enough to contain all his disapprovals.

Even if he couldn't think of a better way to deal with this pile of corpses.

At this time, Zhuang Wanqin was silent. It's not that she doesn't want to argue, it's just that Peng Chun has already decided that the method of burning the corpse is not feasible, so she can't change it in a sentence or two.

"I also ask General Peng not to have any misunderstanding about the prince, the burning of the corpse is all voluntary by the soldiers."

That's right, they volunteered.

It can only be said that Zhuang Wanqin has a very thorough analysis of the situation on the battlefield, and she expected this to happen many years ago.

And, years ago, they had decided that cremation was the best way to do it.

What could be less hassle than a fire?

What's more, these soldiers knew that they couldn't be a horse leather shroud, because they didn't have that many resources at all. If they die, the best outcome is to be dragged to mass graves. If they didn't do it any longer, they would be thrown directly on the battlefield, waiting for the horses to trample them into flesh.

Either way, it wasn't what they wanted.

Therefore, when Zhuang Wanqin proposed the way to burn the body, some people resisted at first, but later, everyone became supporters.

After all, no one wants to be an accomplice to their enemies in harming their brothers after death!

With so many corpses, even if they are transported, it will cost the people and money, and it is better to burn them with a fire, which can be regarded as saving a lot of effort for the army.

Now, how can these newcomers, who have not fought under the prince, understand the prince's good intentions? Not to mention that there are some soldiers here, even if the prince's own body is there, if necessary, it will be burned with fire.

These people exonerated Zhuang Wanqin, and Peng Chun couldn't see through Zhuang Wanqin.

originally thought that she was just an incapable prince, which made Zhuang Wanyan sit on the throne, and also wiped out all her exploits, and also pulled up her power little by little.

Now it seems that Zhuang Wanqin doesn't want to get into trouble with Nanguo!

It's a shame that Zhuang Wanyan is still guarding against Zhuang Wanqin like this, how do you know that people are not rare at all.

Now looking at Zhuang Wanyan's style, and then looking at Zhuang Wanqin's actions, I suddenly feel that Zhuang Wanqin is the one worth following.

No matter whether she returns to the court or not, at least she will not tolerate her people being bullied by others, she will not be as suspicious as Zhuang Wanyan, and she will not drive others to a dead end.

"Even so, how can the prince ensure that this fire will not endanger other places?"

Even though Zhuang Wanqin had already been identified in his heart, Peng Chun still wanted to test her.

The slanting sun moved down again, just enough to make the afterglow straight on Zhuang Wanqin's face. With such a confident smile and golden light, it was like a god sent by God to save them, so he stupidly gave all his trust to her.

The people around laughed, they were proud that they had such a prince, no, there should be such a talented general, who eliminated countless potential dangers for them.

What they could think of, or what they couldn't think of, the general helped them out.

To follow the general is to have an indestructible backing, a backing that allows them to put aside all their worries and concentrate on fighting.

"Before they come up," Zhuang Wanqin pointed to those with torches, "someone has already drawn a circle outside the city wall, removing everything that can be on fire at the edges. ”

Zhuang Wanqin looked at Peng Chun, who was walking towards the city wall, hooked the corners of her mouth, and continued to talk about her arrangements.

"Of course, those people in the city have also been moved to a safe area." She paused for a moment and looked at Peng Chun's changing expression with interest, "So, there is no one else around here except for these people on the city tower." ”

Incredible, really incredible!

Peng Chun never thought that Zhuang Wanqin could do a tricky thing so impeccably.

There are many details in this, even if she can't think of it even after a hundred battles, but she let her figure it out.

Moreover, everything was arranged in a matter of moments.

At most, a pillar of incense time, all internal and external troubles are eliminated!

Is this kind of ability a thing in the pool?

"The prince is talented and erudite, and he will surely shake the past and the present one day, and his name will go down in history."