Seeing the expectant eyes of the people in front of him, Xiong Wuliang's face darkened.
Grandma, labor and management have already baked more than a hundred skewers! We are not professional barbecue chefs, and our hands are numb from exhaustion... Why can't you have enough to eat!
It should be said that although Xiao Hei is not very old, he is still growing and has an amazing appetite.
Although Zhao Hua was a scholar, he also had a rare big belly.
Not to mention Zhong Hua and Wu Ben - they were both fat-bellied military men who could eat as much as three ordinary people.
If these guys were fed enough, Xiong Wuliang's hands would be burning and smoking!
Looking at the expectant looks of his confidants in front of him, Xiong Wuliang sighed and said with a dark face: "I will grill thirty more skewers at the end. I won't do it next time."
Zhong Hua, Shao Hu and Xiao Hei were all happy. Although Zhao Hua was a little reserved, he also smiled.
It’s the familiar process again—turning and baking, sprinkling salt…
It was about to be baked, but he heard footsteps coming from outside...Wu Ben poked his head in, was startled for a moment, and then smiled: "Junhou, you are so excited!"
Xiong Wuliang looked up and smiled unexpectedly: "Wu Bi? Why are you here?"
"Come and sit."
Wu Bi ignored the resentful looks of the other four people and sat over with a smile. He took the meat skewers from Xiong Wuliang's hand with great discernment and started flipping them like the latter...
Xiong Wuliang stared at Wu Bi with interest: "Why do you suddenly think of Wuguan? Could it be that there is news from Yingdu?"
Wu Ben: "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the Lord - Your Majesty has been ordered to take over the defense of Wuguan from the end. The Lord can lead the troops at any time."
Xiong Wuliang stretched and felt relieved.
I have long wanted to go back.
There are so many good things out there, but they are not as good as my hometown!
To say that the administrative efficiency of Yingdu is really too slow - it was not until the beginning of spring that the serious Wuguan guard general was sent to replace him.
But that’s good—the weather is getting warmer now and the roads are easier to walk on.
Xiong Wuliang stood up and smiled: "In this case, the army should pack up immediately, pack up as soon as possible, and return to the court with my troops!"
Shaohu and the others became serious and raised their hands in unison: "I will obey the Lord's orders."
Xiong Wuliang's eyes darkened... Before he left Wuguan, there was one last thing to do.
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The sky was clear and cloudless—a rare sight in early spring.
Seven thousand Quyang's new troops put on a full set of armor both inside and outside, holding long swords and shields, carrying crossbows and iron swords at their waists, and formed a neat giant square array.
The red and yellow Chu flags were connected like clouds. Because there was no wind, these flags did not flutter.
There was no smile on anyone's face.
In front of the steel phalanx is the giant tomb left behind by the First Danyang War - buried inside are the bones of 80,000 Chu army soldiers, and presumably many civilians of the Chu state who were affected.
Zhao Hua came to Xiong Wuliang and whispered: "The time has come."
Xiong Wuliang nodded quite heavily, walked up to the high platform... Zhong Hua followed closely behind him.
Standing on the high platform and looking down, the seven thousand majestic iron-blooded warriors seemed to have formed a steel forest - the fine iron armor reflected the light of the sun, creating a majestic and awe-inspiring scene.
Xiong Wuliang pondered for a moment, as if thinking about what to say... but in the end he simply said: "Sacrifice to the heroic spirit!"
Zhao Hua found wizards in red and yellow clothes from nowhere. At this moment, those wizards started to wander around, saying some vague soul-calling spells, waving magic weapons in their hands, and shouting like crazy.
Normally, Xiong Wuliang would disdain such mysterious things.
But in front of the Chu Army Tomb, the crisp spring breeze... seemed to make Xiong Wuliang's five senses become confused.
Look at the wizards in red jumping up and down, as if there is some mysterious rhythmic drumbeat.
The soul-calling sounds that were sometimes high-pitched and sometimes gentle... At this moment, it sounded like I could feel sadness inexplicably.
Seven thousand brave and skilled soldiers who had fought bloody battles for the rest of their lives waved their Changges in unison, raised their Changges high, and then smashed them to the ground in unison - obviously they had not rehearsed such an action in advance. At this moment, seven thousand soldiers Thousands of people did it surprisingly uniformly.
Boom!
Boom!
Seven thousand long swords hit the frozen soil in spring, making a loud sound, as if the earth was trembling.
Some of the new soldiers had family members who died with Xiong Wei in the First Battle of Danyang. At this moment, they were beating the ground with their long swords and bursting into tears.
The ancestors of the Chu people were born in the mountains and forests, and they believed in their ancestors, ghosts and gods. After the First Danyang War, the bones of their relatives were brutally tortured by the Qin people, and the remains could not be returned to their hometown, which had long been a pain in the hearts of the Chu people.
Now, following my lord, I defeated Qin and regained the land of Danyang. I can finally pay homage to the soldiers and civilians of Chu who died and appease their souls.
The wizards completed a dance full of mystery, ending with an abrupt high note and a sudden collapse.
Seven thousand soldiers raised their Chang Ges in unison and shouted loudly: "The souls have returned, please protect my countryside."
"The soul is back, protect my rivers and mountains!"
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Looking at the seven thousand soldiers under the high platform, Xiong Wu felt filled with emotions in his heart.
This is the army he relies on, the elite he has trained with all his efforts... In this continuous battle, two to three thousand people fell one after another.
Sad! Extremely sad!
Zhao Hua seemed to see Xiong Wuliang's regret, and chuckled: "The Lord used elite troops to attack in a surprise attack, forcing Xianyang to bow his head and submit... The reputation of Quyang's new army has spread throughout the world."
"For the soldier who died to gain such a great reputation after his death, it can be said that he died a worthy death!"
Although Shaohu was reckless, he also said honestly: "Don't worry, my lord - the Quyang New Army provides extremely high pensions to their comrades who died in battle, which is enough for their families to have no worries for the rest of their lives."
"If the soldiers who died in battle have children, they can be sent to Quyang Academy to study and serve as officials in the future... This is a good job that farmers in the past could not exchange for their lives."
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At the end of the worship ceremony, Xiong Wuliang called Wu Ben and said: "General Wu Ben, since the king has appointed you as the guard general of Wuguan, I have something to entrust to you..."
Although Wu Ben was a burly soldier, he was much smarter than Shao Hu. He immediately added: "Don't worry, sir, I will understand in my heart!"
"This big tomb will definitely be cleaned by people every year to pay homage!"
Xiong Wuliang smiled and nodded.
The remains of 80,000 Chu soldiers were piled together. It has been several years now, and naturally it is no longer possible to identify them one by one and send them back to their places of origin... I originally wanted to finish this battle and bring the remains of the soldiers back to Chu. ...But now Danyang has been recovered by Xiong Wuliang, and he is buried in Danyang, which can be regarded as being buried in his hometown.
Let the soldiers sleep forever on the land they once defended with their lives, buried together with their comrades in life and death... If the heroic spirits know, they should also smile.
A row of broad-shouldered soldiers, sweating profusely and panting, carried the huge stone tablet and erected it in front of the giant tomb.
The stonemason used a chisel to carve the two characters "National Memorial" bit by bit.
Xiong Wuliang narrowed his eyes slightly and watched the stonemason wielding his tools to carve the flying and phoenix characters on the huge stone tablet. Finally, he sighed softly: "After all the work here, it's time to teach..."
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