[69 Book Bar - www.] We repelled two consecutive attacks by the snake people. The army gained some confidence, and the weakness of the snake people was discovered. On top of the city, even though it was broad daylight, there were still a lot of weapons. Got the torch.
However, Shen Xiping's death still hangs over our heads like an ominous spell.
In today's city defense battle, the forward battalion suffered heavy losses. Although the subsequent pursuit achieved some results, post-war statistics show that the Imperial Army's losses were approximately 60% to 40% compared to the Snakemen. In other words , six imperial soldiers were exchanged for the heads of four snakemen. If it were normal and the city was defended like this, it would be a big defeat. But the army was filled with bursts of joy, as if we were really fighting. After a great victory, many middle and high-ranking generals of the Right Army came to ask Wuhou for orders to attack the snakemen at night. Wuhou refused. However, Wuhou ordered that Shen Xiping's coffin be moved back to the camp. Along the way, The whole army must pay tribute to Shen Xiping.
Shen Xiping's body was carried by several remaining officers of the Longlin Army. Luan Peng, the acting chief general of the Right Army, led the way forward, and Wu Hou personally pressed down the formation and carried it to his original camp of the Right Army. It was common for a general to die in battle. As for Shen Xiping himself, he must have known this fate. Along the way, we silently watched Shen Xiping's coffin being carried by, and we mourned for this famous brave general in our hearts.
The empire's funerals are not grand, especially for soldiers. But the empire believes that the human soul is in the head. If the head is lost, the soul cannot return. Therefore, Shen Xiping was not buried, and Wuhou did not say when he would be buried. , it just stopped like this. Perhaps Wu Hou hoped to recapture Shen Xiping's head after repelling the snake people and bring it back to the imperial capital - but, before the snake people's tidal offensive, this hope seemed It became a delusion.
After Shen Xiping's body was carried into the right army defense area in the west of the city, there was a cry from the right army.
Compared with Lu Jingyu, Shen Xiping's army is almost a typical example of the corruption of military discipline. Even other armies of the Imperial Army felt a headache when they saw the army commanded by Shen Xiping. But the strange thing is that whenever Shen Xiping went into battle, Shen Xiping The army, which was like a ball of scattered sand, immediately gained iron-clad discipline, no less disciplined than Lu Jingyu's left army.
Maybe the way to run the army is not static, I thought with some emotion. Personally, I prefer Lu Jingyu's strategy of running the army, but this does not undermine my respect for Shen Xiping.
One day, I will also become a famous general. Watching Shen Xiping's coffin go away, I secretly swore in my heart.
The forward battalion played a backbone role in today's city defense battle. In this city defense battle, the forward battalion's losses were not too great, only more than twenty people were killed. In my battalion, except for Wang Dong, Two soldiers were also killed in the battle. Of course, they did not enjoy the same mourning and honor as Shen Xiping. They were carried by our brothers in the camp and buried in an open space in the city.
It had become a cemetery for the war dead. Beside it, the ashes of many Republican soldiers and civilians killed during the massacre were randomly buried, among which were the fallen soldiers of the Imperial Army.
At least Shen Xiping's bones can be returned to his hometown, but you can't even return to your hometown.
I poured a pot of wine on the grave, but I couldn't help feeling sad.
In front of the grave, there are some simple wooden boards with the names of the people in the tomb written on them. In a few years, these wooden boards will be rotten, and no one will be able to figure out who is buried inside.
I put the wine jug aside and led the remaining fifty-four people to kneel down. Next to me, several other centurions from the forward battalion were also burying the war dead. I don’t know who it was, and Shen Sheng
They sang the imperial funeral song "National Sorrow", and almost everyone joined in.
On the cemetery, like a burst of faint thunder, it is the song of "The National War": The body is dead, and it is buried in the mountain sun. How majestic the mountain is, how blue the sky is. There are trees in the mountain, and the country is in mourning. The soul has returned to look at it.
Family state.
This is a song composed by Na Tingtian, who was the first hero of the founding of the country and was later revered as a military saint, in his later years in front of the "National Memorial Monument" on Huabiao Mountain in the imperial capital. It has become a funeral song in the military, with a tragic and majestic melody.
There are only a few simple tones, but they seem to have overwhelming power. However, when I sang "The soul returns to look at the homeland", I vaguely felt that there seemed to be infinite pain in it.
Behind Tingtian's countless victories, there are thousands of corpses, right? In the twilight years of the military saint, do you feel guilty for those who died in the war? The country has changed, and what you got in exchange is a new dynasty and a new master, but you have to fight
Tens of thousands of civilians and soldiers died. What could those people get in exchange? Even though the government was peaceful and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment when the emperor took over the country, did they really have to pay such a high price for this?
I couldn't help but feel a pain in my heart.
Looking from a distance, the dusk is dim and the day is coming to an end.
I returned to my tent and prepared to change the gauze around my waist. As soon as I reached the gate of the camp, I heard someone say: "General Chu!"
That's Zhang Longyou.
I turned my head and saw that he was wearing a long robe worn by the army. He suddenly looked like a mid-level officer. The rank of the army officer was higher than mine. In one day, he went from being a small soldier in my camp to becoming a junior soldier in my camp.
My commander, no matter how good-tempered I am, I am still a little jealous. I wanted to pretend not to hear it, but Zhang Longyou had already come over. He came to me and gave me a big gift and said: "General Chu, Zhang Longyou pays my respects."
His salute was too grand. It was done by subordinates to superiors. I was startled and said, "Mr. Zhang, you're welcome. Now that you have a higher military rank than me, I should salute you."
Zhang Longyou said: "Friend Long, I dare not forget General Chu's great kindness. Without General, I would have been beheaded by Deyang yesterday. How would I be today?"
I was scared all the way. His military rank was the same as Tokuyo's, but he was already a member of the shogunate. It was not difficult to cause trouble with Tokuyo. I said, "Don't blame Tokuyo-sama."
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He laughed and said: "Of course I won't blame Mr. Deyang. Please don't worry, General Chu."
Although he told me to rest assured, I didn't dare to really rest assured. I said, "Mr. Zhang, will you come back to pack your things?" I originally asked him to move his things to my camp, but he hadn't moved them yet.
I'm going to Wuhou's place.
Zhang Longyou said: "I have some pill furnaces and medicines that I need to move over."
"Hasn't the prince given you some soldiers yet?"
He said: "Not yet, but the Lord has said that he will send a guard to me tomorrow."
I said, "Let me go with you to get the things." He couldn't help but refuse, and turned to Qi Lie and said, "Xiao Lie, go back to the camp and boil some water for me. I'll go with Mr. Zhang and then come back."
Zhang Longyou said: "General Chu, please don't call me Mr. Zhang. Just call me Zhang Longyou."
I laughed and said, "How dare you? How dare you."
Deyang's baggage camp and forward camp were originally in the same camp. When you walked into the baggage camp, you heard bursts of women's cries. Those were the captured women who were temporarily detained here. Those women were all imprisoned in
In each of the large wooden cages, they all looked unkempt and dull. In fact, these women were only the most beautiful women, and only beautiful women could survive to this day.
When I passed those women, I couldn't bear it, so I could only pretend not to hear anything and just walked by. Zhang Longyou also seemed to be a little bit into it, and murmured: "When the two armies are fighting, the most miserable people are the ordinary people."
I was almost a little surprised when he said these words. Just as I was about to reply, he walked over in a hurry.
His original camp tent had been burned to full of holes. As soon as Zhang Longyou walked to the tent, a soldier from the transport camp said, "Zhang Dai, why are you back?" He was shocked when he saw me following him.
Zhang Longyou just smiled and said: "Get something." Another soldier next to him whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, he is the one who joined the army before the king, and he is on the same level as our Lord Deyang."
The two soldiers looked at me in awe as I followed Zhang Longyou into the tent. They probably thought that my military rank was lower than that of Zhang Longyou, and maybe I was used by Zhang Longyou to do things. In fact, becoming a centurion is one level lower than joining the army.
But the forward battalion is special, and no one can command it except Wuhou himself.
As soon as he entered Zhang Longyou's original camp, a soldier who was half lying on the bed turned over and said: "Zhang...Master Zhang..."
He must have overheard the conversation outside during his busy schedule. Zhang Longyou said: "Xiao Zhu, there's nothing wrong. I'll get something. You can go to sleep."
That Xiao Zhu didn't dare to sleep, so he was already standing aside. The fate of life is really wonderful. Two days ago, Zhang Longyou was still in this camp, and he might have been yelled at by their idiots, but he was ignored by Marquis Wu.
Appreciation, it seems that people suddenly have dignity.
Zhang Longyou didn't have many things, just a few strange-shaped stoves and pots, and two bags of sand. I picked up a stove and saw that the bottom of the stove was burnt black, and there was a broken pot on the side that had exploded. I
After packing it up, he picked it up and said, "Are you ready?"
Zhang Longyou was carrying the two bags of things on his back and said: "Okay, okay, there is nothing else."
There were a lot of small cars in the baggage camp. I borrowed one, put my things on it, and I helped him pull the car and walked out of the baggage camp side by side. I suddenly felt that I was a little stupid. It seemed that Zhang Longyou would be unfavorable to Deyang.
Even if he has a desire for revenge, he may not do anything. I am too worried. But since I said I would help Zhang Longyou get something, I couldn't escape halfway. I said: "Mr. Zhang...
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Zhang Longyou said: "Here you go again, General Chu. Don't call me sir."
I said: "Okay, Zhang Longyou, what do you want those stoves for?"
Zhang Longyou said: "That is the alchemy furnace. I am a disciple of the Shangqing Alchemy Cauldron Sect."