Huanglong Mansion, Anding City.
As time passed, the new soldiers recruited by the imperial court arrived in Anding City one after another. Ten thousand households under the generals were restored to their complete organization.
They captured Meng Yuan's armor and weapons, added their own armor and weapons, repaired them, and used them for the Han army.
The Han army is still strong.
But the gap between new recruits and veterans is not even the slightest.
Especially the cavalry.
An infantryman can become an elite soldier after one year of training.
It takes two or three years for a cavalryman to become an elite soldier. In this battle, the cavalry suffered heavy losses.
The generals of each department led their own troops, either training the soldiers in the military camp, or taking the soldiers out of the camp to conduct physical training such as running or walking.
The general supervises the veterans, and the veterans bring the new recruits' eggs.
The only thing that remains unchanged is the spirit of the Han army.
It is also the soul, the soul.
Liaodong was defeated.
There are five prefectures and thirty-two counties in Liaodong, combined into one.
The new recruits took up arms to guard the land left by their fathers and ancestors, joined the army, defended their homes and country, and their morale was high.
In a large house in the city. Wu Nian was wearing a narrow-sleeved singlet and holding a spear in his hand, practicing spear skills. The breath changes, and everything goes smoothly.
The spear technique is fierce and powerful, full of momentum.
At some point, Wei Ru entered the courtyard and stood aside to watch Wu Nian practice martial arts. Her beautiful eyes fell on Wu Nian's neck, with a look of distress on her delicate face.
Although my husband has fought many battles, the wounds on his body are due to meritorious service.
No general is proud of his bruised body. But the wound on his neck was already a disfigurement.
Moreover, this wound was only a little bit close to killing the King of Han.
When he thought of this, Wei Ru could not help but tremble with fear.
The country cannot be without Wei Ru, nor can it be without the King of Han.
Although the battle of Huanglong was won.
But in retrospect, it was really dangerous.
"Huh." Wu Nian finished playing with a set of spear skills, put away his infantry spear, exhaled slightly, and sweat appeared on his forehead.
He had already noticed Wei Ru, and hurriedly handed the spear to the Ouchi guard next to him, and took a cloth to wipe his sweat. In full view of everyone, there was no affection between his children. Asked: "Princess Zhou, what can I do?"
"Report to the king. The martyrs' cemetery has been built. The Taoist priests and monks have chosen a good and auspicious day."
"When?" Wu young man nodded lightly and asked.
"Seven days later." Wei Ru replied.
"Prepare according to the plan." Wu Nian said again.
"Yes." Wei Ru bowed in response. After discussing business matters, naturally it becomes private matters. Wu Nian winked at Wei Ru, and they both left the front yard and sat down in the pavilion in the backyard.
Wu Nian said to Wei Ru: "Ju'er. When the matter of the Martyrs Cemetery is settled, I will leave the general to guard Huanglong Mansion and lead the troops back to Jiang County. At that time, I will let Cui Wushuang be the matchmaker. I will marry you and welcome you in. In the palace.”
When Wei Ru heard this, Xiafei's cheeks looked delicate and shy. She was not a Valkyrie, she was clearly just a delicate young lady.
"Everything is decided by the eldest brother." Wei Ru was so embarrassed that he lowered his head slightly and his voice was so small that it was almost inaudible.
Wu Nian looked at it and it looked really good. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to hold her white chin, then raised her face and looked into each other's eyes.
"嘤咛" sound.
Wei Ru was so ashamed that he couldn't help but run away.
"Hahaha." Wu Nian was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. Immediately, he showed a look of aftertaste again.
The taste of a frivolous Zhou princess is pretty good.
The war is over, but the aftermath remains.
Seven days later.
The sun is shining, but the temperature is cool.
The Han troops were arranged neatly from the city gate to the Martyrs Cemetery. Huanglong Magistrate Fu Daquan also did relevant publicity work.
As everyone knows, the King of Han built a cemetery outside the city to commemorate the souls of those who died because of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty in the past ten years.
Thousands of people spontaneously gathered at the city gate in an orderly manner under the organization of the officials.
Amid the sad drumbeats, monks and Taoists opened the way, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name. Then came the battle of Huanglong Mansion, the veterans who survived but were disabled, followed by the imperial guards, surrounding Wu Nian's Luan Yu, and the generals followed him without leaving any behind.
Under the organization of officials, the people followed the team.
At the end of the road is the Martyrs Cemetery.
A plaque hangs on a brand new portal.
"Huanglong Martyrs Cemetery."
Although it is a memorial to the souls of Han soldiers and civilians who died in the past ten years, what is buried here are the soldiers who died in the Battle of Huanglong.
It deserves the four words "Martyrs Cemetery".
On the edge of the cemetery is a mound.
The corpses of the Mongolian people were buried in huge mass graves.
The two armies faced each other before death, and they still faced each other tit for tat after death.
It's just treatment, one in heaven and one on earth.
Wu Nian got off Luanyu and entered the Martyrs Cemetery surrounded by people. Along the way, there are statues of warriors, stone lions, stone tigers and other beasts.
There are vegetation transplanted from various places. Apart from the majestic stone statues, the overall environment is very peaceful.
At the end of the road is a huge mound of sealed earth.
In front of the mound, there is a stone tablet weighing four or five tons.
There are eight words written on the stone tablet.
There is a small stone tablet next to the stone tablet "Recover Liaodong and expel the Tartars". It says.
In the summer of the second year of Jianwu.
The King of Han led 110,000 households and 10,000 Huotou troops, defeated the Meng Yuan Dynasty in Huanglong Mansion, beheaded Wang Chunyuan, and ten generals from ten thousand households. He took pity on the dead soldiers and buried their loyal bones here.
Gardens were erected, officials were installed, and sacrifices were made at all times.
In front of the huge stone monument are sacrifices. Not pigs, cattle or sheep, but eleven dried human heads.
A large bowl was filled with fine wine.
Taoist priests and monks chanted sutras and chanted Buddha's name respectively.
Wu Nian does not believe in ghosts, gods, or fate.
It's a "my fate is up to me and I can't help it".
If life is too bitter, then use the steel knife in your hand to fight for a bright future. But when Taoist priests and monks recite sutras and Taoist and Buddhist instruments are heard, they feel sad.
Wu Nian couldn't help but recall that on the day of the decisive battle, he stood on the high platform, like a ruthless god, watching countless soldiers fly into the flames and die on the battlefield.
Now we don’t even know who is who, so we can only focus on burying our loyal bones here.
He clenched his fists involuntarily, and veins popped up on his forehead. He felt sad and burst into tears. Then in full public view, countless people stared in shock.
Wu Nian lifted up his clothes and knelt heavily on the ground.
"The prosperity of a country is not the work of one person."
"Winning a battle cannot be achieved by one person."
"Expelled the Tartars and liberated Liaodong. You paid for it with your lives."
"People say that I am wise and powerful, so I am always victorious in every battle. In fact, it is ridiculous. I am here, thank you very much."
After saying that, Wu Nian made palms with his hands, placed them flat on the ground, and kowtowed.
