Two hundred miles south of Luodu City, Fengyang Slope.
On this hillside, there is a huge cemetery. In the cemetery, a family member is buried.
At the foot of the hillside, outside the cemetery, there is a group of houses. People in the houses are walking back and forth, talking and laughing. These people are all wearing simple leather armor, holding spears, knives and other military standard weapons in their hands. Some are wearing
While they were doing things, some people were patrolling in formation, and even inside the cemetery, the shadow of the patrol team could be seen.
This quiet town slowly wakes up as the sun rises.
In the direction of the rising sun, a group of figures on horseback galloped towards the town.
Upon seeing this, a group of patrolling soldiers immediately blocked the intersection of the small town.
"Captain, what do these people do?"
A veteran in his forties turned to look at another veteran in his fifties.
"I don't know, but those who can come here usually come to pay homage to the marshal. Let's stop drinking first. If the opponent doesn't stop, we will attack."
The old captain said in a deep voice.
They held weapons in their hands, but they did not move forward, but held the spear point upward.
And the group of people on horseback gradually slowed down their horses and slowly stopped in front of them.
"He who comes is stopped!"
The old captain shouted loudly.
Wang Fugui got off his horse and said to everyone,
"Everyone, please come down. Riding horses is not allowed in Marshal Yue's tomb. You must visit it on foot."
After everyone heard this, they all dismounted and led their horses towards the group of soldiers.
"There are actually soldiers guarding this place?"...
Qi Xiaoyu looked at it curiously with her big eyes open.
"They are not soldiers sent by the imperial court. They are all veterans who have fought with Marshal Yue. They came voluntarily to guard Marshal Yue's tomb.
Marshal Yue was invincible in all battles in his life. He was like a military god. He loved his soldiers like his own son and treated his subordinates very well. The soldiers were all proud to join the Yue Family Army.
The Yue Family Army five years ago was also the most powerful army in the Dachuan Dynasty. The combat effectiveness of any other army, even the Forbidden Army, was not as good as theirs.
After the death of Marshal Yue, these veterans came to guard the mausoleum spontaneously. Some came alone, and some brought their families. Gradually, a small town was formed here called Yueshuai Town.
The imperial court also sent troops to guard the tomb for them, but they were all driven away.
As long as they are here, no one can disturb Marshal Yue's rest."
After hearing this, everyone was in awe of these veterans, and at the same time, they also respected Marshal Yue even more.
If you do this as a general, it is not an exaggeration to call him a military god.
The most touching one is undoubtedly Nian'an.
The group of people came to the group of veterans and saluted with clasped hands, and the other party returned the same salute.
"Everyone, are you here to pay homage to Marshal Yue?"
The old captain asked.
"Yes."
"Maybe you don't know the rules. To pay homage to Marshal Yue, you have to come at any time, that is, on the third, sixth, ninth, or thirteenth day of the lunar month...
By analogy, there are only nine days in a month when we can pay homage to show our respect for the deceased. Today is the eighth day of the lunar month, so please come again tomorrow."
The captain answered politely.
Wang Fugui smiled, took out a gold medal from his arms, and said,
"I am the sixth prince of the current dynasty, please be accommodating."
However, it was okay that he did not reveal his identity. As soon as he said that he was the prince, the faces of these veterans immediately changed and they raised their weapons towards him.
"If it is someone else, we can still discuss it, but for the royal children, there is no need to discuss it. Anyone can pay homage to you, but you are not worthy, so get out!!!"
The old lieutenant showed no respect to the prince at all. Instead, he shouted insults and wanted to drive Wang Fugui away.
Wang Fugui was a little embarrassed when he heard this, but he could understand it.
Everyone in the world, including Nian'an, believed that Marshal Yue was killed by the emperor, which also made
The emperor's prestige has declined, let alone these veterans who are loyal to Marshal Yue.
They have always hated the emperor, and some even wanted to rise up, but Marshal Yue was dead and they were leaderless. The Yue family army was also dispersed and divided into various legions. They were also powerless.
Wang Fugui was not angry, but smiled and said,
"It's okay not to let me pay homage, but you can't deprive a daughter of her right to pay homage to her father."
After speaking, Wang Fugui looked at Nian An.
The old lieutenant was confused, turned his head and looked at Nian An, and suddenly his face changed drastically.
"Uncle Fang, don't you remember Wenwen? I still remember you. You were my father's personal soldier."
After Nian'an finished speaking, he clasped his hands and bowed.
"Really...really Wenwen? You're not dead? Are you back?"
The old captain had tears in his eyes. He had seen the marshal's eldest daughter when he was a child, but now that she has grown up, he couldn't recognize her for a while.
Nian'an took out a piece of jade pendant and handed it to the veteran. The veteran took it tremblingly. After seeing the big word "Yue" on it, he couldn't hold it any longer and burst into tears.
Suddenly, the old captain waved his arms and shouted with all his strength towards the town behind him,
"Come out quickly! Our little princess is back! General Yue's daughter is back!"
"Come quickly, come and meet the little princess together!"
Hearing his shouts, all the residents of the town ran out in cheers.
The oldest of these people is already in their fifties, and the youngest is in their thirties or nearly forty. Some have gray hair on their sideburns, and some are still in their prime.
As they ran, these people shouted "Little Princess" one by one, or asked if it was true. But when they ran in front of Nian An and others, there was no chaos anymore, and they lined up neatly.
, just like they were when they were waiting for Marshal Yue's military parade.
Han Yun and others looked at this neat scene, and they were all moved. Some of these veterans had been retired for more than ten years, and some had only been discharged for two or three years. But no matter when, with just one order, they would be ready in the blink of an eye.
You can transform into a strong army again, attack cities and forts, and be invincible!
Nian An looked at the soldiers in front of him and covered his mouth. The hot tears in his eyes could no longer be held back and flowed down.
Once upon a time, when she was young, her father held her little hand and walked on the school field, looking at a group of soldiers like this.
They are quiet and full of murderous intent!
"Meet the little princess!!!"
Thousands of veterans knelt down on one knee, held hands, and saluted Nian'an.
Nian'an is just a commoner. If she insists on her identity, she is the daughter of Duke Wuwei. At best, she can be regarded as a county head, not even a princess. Moreover, this requires the emperor to grant her a title.
The princess can only get the title if she is the daughter of a prince.
These veterans are overstepping their bounds by calling them princess.
If they shouted like this in the capital, Nian An and the others would be beheaded.