Wang Wei'er grinned, hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly, turned to the walking prisoners of war and said: "Listen up, everyone, I will sing it again, and you will sing along. When you are in front of His Highness, if you don't sing well,
, he might be driven back to continue hard labor, which would make me suffer too."
"You teach us, and we will definitely learn from it and never bring you any trouble." Sun Sishun was grateful and hurriedly replied.
"I will never harm you. We will study hard and satisfy His Highness." The others agreed one after another.
Wang Wei'er cleared her throat, took out a newly made clapper from her horse bag, and sang loudly while banging it. The exciting and tragic tone echoed on the dusty road.
"When two wolves are fighting against Hu'er, the sky shakes and the earth shakes, the sky shakes and the earth shakes! A good man serves the country, why should he be afraid of life and death? Why should he be afraid of death and life? He loves to kill! Ah! He loves to fight! Since ancient times, he has been loyal and good.
Tens of millions, to protect the country and the people. Mr. Su Wu is a Han, and his moral integrity is even stronger after he has shed his integrity. He was imprisoned in a foreign country for nineteen years, and he did not demote foreigners to high officials. Loyal ministers and righteous men are not afraid of death, and even if they die, their bones will remain fragrant.
... Coveting wealth and honor, becoming a slave dog, betraying the country, killing fellow citizens, and losing conscience. Money has a rat tail and flatters the barbarians, but it is really a beast with a human face and a heart. It deceives heaven and betrays its ancestors and destroys conscience, and it is unfaithful and unfilial to be buried in a foreign country. There is no burial place in a foreign country, and it is a lonely ghost.
It is miserable and desolate. My relatives at home lean on the door and look at me, and I feel sad as a slave..."
Wang Dou has a good memory and sings very emotionally. His distinctive bitter tone fully expresses his feelings of grief, hatred, nostalgia, and desolation. There is even a glint in his eyes, probably because he is thinking of his relatives at home.
The first two lines are the lyrics of Yang Jiye's "Two Wolf Mountains", which is very famous in Bangzi tune. The second line was changed by Zhu Yongxing to directly denounce the current people who are working for the tiger. There are both scolding and admonishment, and in the end, it is about family affection.
These descendants of the old Qin army who left their homes to fight in the southern country had no choice but to feel sad and emotional.
When they heard the words "There is no burial place in a foreign country, the lonely souls and wild ghosts are miserable. Fathers, wives and children look at the door, and the hearts of slaves are sad again", many prisoners of war felt the same way and couldn't help but burst into tears and sob.
After Wang Dou finished singing, he wiped his eyes secretly. For some reason, he couldn't help crying every time he sang. He was afraid of being scolded by the officials.
"Okay, good singing." Xiao Qi of the Ming Army suddenly clapped his hands and said loudly: "If you repent now, it is not a shame for the old Qin Army. The Han people killed the Han people and let Hu'er watch and laugh. I really don't know.
What do you think? Just for a few mouthfuls of food? That Zhang Yong is not a thing. He brought you out of your hometown for his own glory and wealth, but he wants you to be a ghost in a foreign land, a lonely ghost.
Maybe, he will be eaten by wolves and dogs, and it will be difficult for him to even be laid to rest."
"That's a good lesson, sir." Wang Dou bowed his hands and complimented.
"Don't shout, sir." Ming Jun Xiaoqi laughed, waved his hand, and said: "You will do your best from now on and follow His Highness. You don't know that His Highness is a godly disciple..."
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There is no savior in this world, but people always hope that a savior will appear. Just like when weak people are oppressed, they hope that knights who do justice for heaven will save themselves.
Zhu Yongxing felt that he did not have the magical power of a savior, but he did not want to destroy the hopes that many people had in life. Instead, he did his best to give others more and greater hope. In this era when ordinary soldiers were regarded as trivial, he
This unfair reality is also gradually changing.
Re-register the soldiers and ask them to leave the names and addresses of their relatives. Pensions for the war dead will be returned to their relatives in the future, and their relatives will also enjoy tax-free and rent-free treatment for military dependents.
.This is of course a piece of cake at the moment, but doing it is better than not doing it, and it will always make the soldiers feel different from before. As for building a martyr cemetery so that the war dead can leave their names forever, Zhu Yongxing solemnly decided
One of the things that was decreed to the whole army.
There should be support in life, pension in death, and family members should also be protected from hunger and cold. Zhu Yongxing is gradually refining and fixing the treatment for disabled soldiers, war dead and their families, and is gradually realizing it.
Although soldiers are humble, they are the founders of victory. And they should know why they fight and what they gain from fighting, instead of being mindless and thoughtless machines that only follow their superiors. Soldiers have this bad habit of being generals.
If he is not eliminated, Zhu Yongxing will not go very far. Victory is certainly an encouragement, but once he fails, even a small defeat, the morale of the army will be shaken and the soldiers will be scattered, which is definitely not what he wants to see.
Of course, this cannot be completely changed in a short time, and Zhu Yongxing knows this very well. Therefore, the battle in front of him is very important to him, and it is not until the raindrops fall on his head that he feels relieved.
The ground let out a sigh of relief.
According to the rules of previous years, the rainy season should have come long ago. Although it is a little late now, it is still in time. Zhu Yongxing and the Ming army have been defending and retreating for more than ten days, and have retreated to the expected last line of defense-Southern
Zhai Gongfang.
Nanzhai Gongfang is named after Zhaigong (Taoist priest) built a house here in ancient times to rescue passers-by and is located south of Beizhai Gongfang. It has an altitude of about 3,400 meters. It was the ancient road from Yunlong or Baoshan to Tengchong over Gaoligong Mountain.
It is an important natural pass. Yakou crosses the main vein of Gaoligong Mountain and runs west to east, with dangerous rocks towering at both ends. The thousand-year-old road twists and turns among the cliffs, and is surrounded by dangers. It is true that "one man can guard the pass, and ten thousand people cannot open it".
There are trenches, deer villages, wooden fences, shelters and caves for resting, enough firewood and grain, and a lot of oilcloth raincoats. After the contraction, the number of the Ming army also increased a lot, all of which gave
Zhu Yongxing's persistence here brought confidence.
The rainy season, hey, the kind of "sunny sky" experienced by the Qing army in Guizhou is nothing. The rainy season in the subtropical jungle mountains, and at high altitudes, can be called terrible. Yes, it is terrible. Zhang Yong
, Xian Guoan, take your soldiers and enjoy themselves in the mountains!
There was a blinding flash of light that blinded people's eyes, followed by an ear-splitting roar. The rumble hit the mountains. The sky shook and the earth shook. The light rain instantly turned into a heavy downpour. Thunderbolts flashed out like cracks of lightning in the black sky.
, the moment it illuminated the mountains and fields, it also illuminated Zhu Yongxing’s face with a cold smile.
Leeches that are hiding in the dry season, crawl out quickly. In previous years, there were not many mammals for you to suck blood. Now, thousands of Qing troops have gathered on those ancient and remote roads. For those who are already desperate for food, they are struggling to survive.
The drought leeches in China are really a God-given opportunity to multiply wildly right now, because endless food is queuing up to be delivered to your mouths.
Rain, rain down as much as you can, turn this beautiful "Royal Garden" colder than the Palace of Hell, and make those Qing soldiers tremble and freeze to death!