Outside the city, the yellow sand in the sky rolled up, and there was a solemn atmosphere.

"Brother Kwong...... Why is there so much wind and sand on the outskirts of the city?"

Every time Lin Zhuyun took a step in the wind and sand, he felt that the sense of sadness after the war was deeper, which was very different from the thriving appearance of Fang Cai Lingcheng.

Kuang Lin blocked his burly body in front of Lin Zhuyun and blocked some wind and sand for her.

"In wartime, in order to set up camp and build trench defenses, it is inevitable to cut down trees, and there are no trees to maintain water and soil, so the wind and sand here are bigger."

As they walked farther and farther, the wind and sand gradually stopped, but Lin Zhuyun was so shocked by the scenery in front of him that he didn't dare to take a rash step forward.

I saw that on a wide flat ground, thousands of corpses were neatly placed, but they were only covered with a layer of straw mats, and the blood on some of the corpses had penetrated the straw mats, soaking the original blue-yellow straw mats into crimson.

Kuang Xiao looked at the scene in front of him, clenched his fists, and was silent.

The iron head, who has always joked, also pursed his lips tightly at this moment, and his face was solemn.

The surviving Imperial Guards were digging graves in the mountains, and the wind and sand outside the city were strong, and as they dug, the wind and sand were blown into it...... Digging a grave pit is twice as difficult as digging a pit.

The leader of the Imperial Forest Army saw Kuang Lin coming, and walked over to salute Kuang Lian: "General Kuang, how are your injuries?"

Kuang Lin raised his injured arm and moved his fingers again: "It's okay, but I can't hold a weapon yet."

The leader had a happy look on his face, "It's okay, it's okay."

Then the three of them looked at the corpses of the dead soldiers in front of them, and fell into a deathly silence.

Finally, when the grave was dug and the burial began, the leader of the Imperial Forest Army seemed to have tears in his eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "They are all my brothers who fought side by side, and before leaving, I promised their wives and children that I would bring them back without a loss. But...... But ......."

His throat choked and he couldn't speak.

Lin Zhuyun also felt uncomfortable tightness in his chest, and lowered his eyes to hold back tears.

He looked up and wiped away his tears: "But...... I couldn't even bring their bodies back to Beijing, and their old fathers and mothers, their wives and children, didn't even have the opportunity to mourn in front of their bodies. These warriors who fought for their country could only be buried alone at the border thousands of miles away from their hometowns, and not only were there no worshippers, but we didn't even have time to carve tombstones for them, so we were leaving......

Kuang Lin tightly held the shoulders of the leader of the Imperial Forest Army: "Don't worry, my lord, I, Kuang Lian, swear to guard the border pass for the rest of my life, as long as I am still alive, the souls of these dead soldiers will be worshiped by me, and I will not let them be bullied by evil spirits under the Nine Springs."

Lin Zhuyun also raised his head: "My lord, I, Lin Ji, am willing to carve tombstones for them."

The leader looked at Lin Zhuyun in surprise: "Really?"

Lin Zhuyun nodded: "If it weren't for these sacrificial soldiers, our mausoleum city would have become a dead city long ago. There is so little we can do for the country, and even fewer can repay these soldiers, and since we can contribute this time, it must be incumbent."

The leader gave Lin Zhuyun a deep salute, and then took out a booklet from his arms: "This roster records which soldier is buried in each location, originally to say that if someone's descendants find him here one day, he can find the right grave to worship."

He solemnly handed the booklet to Lin Zhuyun's hands with both hands: "Now, if Miss Lin is willing to work hard to carve tombstones for the soldiers, then this booklet will be handed over to you." In the future, if someone sees the tombstone, they will know that it is not an unknown person buried here, but a hero of the southern kingdom and the defender of the mausoleum."

Lin Zhuyun took the booklet with both hands, and also saluted deeply: "The Lin family will live up to the trust of adults."

The three of them returned to the big tent, and the leader of the Royal Forest Army told Kuang Lin about the situation of the war at that time and the military tactics of the Shan army, so that he could know himself and his opponent better when he was stationed at the border in the future.

After hearing this, Kuang Lian's brows furrowed slightly: "My lord, in this way, you didn't catch the person with the troops I chased that day, did you?"

The leader thought for a moment, then nodded, "Not caught. I do remember that man, a fair-skinned, light-amber handsome young man, I thought it was strange, how could such a weak person be allowed to lead the army, but later I knew that he was the widow of the former princess and king of the Shan Kingdom......

"The Shan Kingdom values bloodline and must want to keep him, so after losing the first battle, he never let him return to the battlefield."

Their conversation had just begun, when suddenly a soldier burst in: "My lord, the spy who was lost before is back!"

"Was it the one I sent him into the Shan Kingdom in disguise?" The leader of the Imperial Guards stood up excitedly.

"Exactly!"

"Let him in!"

The soldier got up and immediately ushered in a thin, fair-skinned man.

The man's clothes were ragged, and his lips were dry and bleeding, and he knew at a glance that he had been hurrying back all the time.

He took out a notice from his bosom and presented it to the leader of the Imperial Guards: "My lord, I took it down from the notice board in the Imperial City of Shan."

The three of them immediately gathered together to look at the notice.

There is a sentence written on it: "The king has died, and Jiang Xianxu, the son of the former princess, has become the new king......

Lin Zhuyun's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and his face was worried.

The spy reported: "My lord, on the second day of the expedition led by the king of the Shan Kingdom, Jiang Xianxu immediately entered the East Palace and acted as the agent of the Shan State affairs. When the news of the king's defeat and death reached Shan, he immediately announced his ascension to the throne and would soon marry the queen......

Lin Zhuyun was uneasy in his heart, Jiang Xianxu was undoubtedly eager for power and the throne, but he was also eager for revenge, revenge on the emperor of the southern country, revenge on the people related to him who had ruined his family in the first place, he was the new king, and he must be a dangerous existence.

But the leader of the Imperial Forest Army said, "Miss Lin, you don't have to worry too much, even if he is still alive, even if he ascends the throne as the new king, he must not be able to make any waves."

Lin Zhuyun couldn't help but ask curiously, "My lord, how do you say this?"

"Miss Lin probably doesn't know much about the situation in Shan, the original king of Shan sent many vassal kings to go on expeditions in order to expand the territory, although he conquered some land, but also invisibly increased the power of each vassal king. For a long time, the vassal kings everywhere have been eyeing the Shan throne, and the conflicts between the various tribes have never stopped. The previous king had been thinking about integrating the forces of the various tribes for decades, but it was still fruitless, could this new king who suddenly ascended the throne be able to achieve it?"

Kwong Lin also nodded: "That's right, I have been stationed on the border for many years, and I know more about these tribes, although they are all Shan people, they all have their own beliefs, and some even have their own languages and scripts. It won't happen overnight to subdue them. And now the little strength left in the Shan royal family is not to be feared."

Hearing both of them say this, Lin Zhuyun relieved his heart slightly, presumably here, the mausoleum city can rest and recuperate, and the people can live a stable life."

Lin Zhuyun saw that everything he should know was almost there, so he got up and said goodbye: "My lord, Brother Kuang, the carving of the tombstone is a big matter and a lot of money, so the little girl will go back to the mausoleum city to discuss with her father first, and don't disturb the adults and Brother Kuang to discuss the military here."

Kuang Lin hurriedly got up: "I'll send you home......

Lin Zhuyun pressed him: "Now that the Imperial Forest Army is going back to Beijing, how can the border military affairs be without you? You stay here, and Big Brother Iron will send me away."

Having said this, Kuang Lin could only nod and give Tie Tou another look.

Tietou immediately understood, which meant that if Lin Zhuyun was not sent back to the mansion safely, then he would be miserable.

Tietou found a pure white horse, Lin Zhuyun sat on it, and he walked in front of the horse like a groom.

After walking quietly for a while, Tietou suddenly turned his head a little shy and asked, "Miss Lin, are you ...... What kind of husband will you find for your maid?"

Lin Zhuyun smiled lightly, knowing Tietou's intentions, so he deliberately teased him: "Maybe it's to find a scholarly man, who can dance and make the woman happy, and the couple's life can be more interesting." It would be better if it was white and thin......

The iron head was shocked, stopped and asked, "Miss Lin! What's so good about that?! can't carry it on his shoulders and can't lift it with his hands, although Xiaotang is a maid, he has also grown up with care, and he has never done rough work. It must be the same if you get married, you have to find a strong person who can work!"

Lin Zhuyun saw him and said Xiaotang's name, so he could only hold back a smile: "It's okay to be strong, but you have to be able to recite poems, so that you can have fun, right?"

She knew that Tietou had followed Kuang Lin to march and fight for many years, and he was familiar with military books and the art of war, but she didn't know anything about this poetry and song, so she wanted to test Tietou, but she would retreat because of this.

Ironhead muttered, "This ...... It shouldn't be difficult, if you want to ask about the art of war and Go, you can learn it, and this poetry must also be learned......

Lin Zhuyun sat on the horse and looked at the iron head muttering, and suddenly felt funny: "Then you can take your general to learn together, you can't be a guard, your knowledge is higher than that of a general, isn't it?"

Iron Head Ichiraku: "Yes! Let the general pay for the gentleman, and I can save a sum of money for marrying a daughter-in-law, which is a good deal."

Lin Zhuyun, who had laughed enough, said softly, "Brother Tietou, let's go quickly, I still have something to do today."

The iron head answered, took the horse and began to hurry again.

When he walked to the main street, Lin Zhuyun saw that the back door of Lin Ji's jade carving was open, so he hurriedly said, "Wait, wait."

After the iron head stopped, Lin Zhuyun grabbed the saddle and got off the horse by himself, and hurriedly walked in through the back door.

The iron head was stunned, tied the horse to the door, and hurried over.

Lin Zhuyun stepped into the backyard of Lin Ji's jade carving, and heard the sound of carving coming from the carving workshop, and she couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Today, they have only returned to the mausoleum, and they should all be repairing at home, who will come to carve in the carving workshop?

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