Hu Hai held the clay pot containing the remains of the fallen soldiers that he "snatched" from the first soldier, and walked slowly along the array of more than 10,000 guards!
Whenever he passed by a guard, Hu Hai would stop and tidy up the tattered armor and robes of the guard with his hands, rub the pottery pot held in each guard's arms for a moment, and then move on to the next one.
, and so on.
Hu Hai's expression was focused and precious, like a father greeting a returning wanderer! It was like he was caressing a rare treasure!
Hu Hai walked like this. Under the dazzling sunshine outside Hangu Pass, except for the black banners and countless white flags flapping in the wind, hundreds of thousands of people were silent!
Hu Hai never said a word from beginning to end, but everyone seemed to be able to clearly hear what the emperor seemed to say in front of every soldier and every clay pot!
Everyone could clearly feel the sadness in the heart of the emperor who was walking slowly alone on both sides of the avenue!
Silence is better than sound at this time!
Invisible sadness begins to float and brew in the air!
An hour later, when Hu Hai turned around and returned to the carriage carrying Wang Li's coffin, the brocaded black underwear and black gold satin boots were already covered with dust!
This is the last soldier, a wounded soldier from Jiuyuan who returned from Julu! He also holds two clay pots in his hands!
Meng Tian resolutely carried out Hu Hai's edict to bring the remains of every fallen soldier back to Guanzhong. The more than 10,000 Jiuyuan wounded soldiers who came back this time carried two clay pots containing the remains of Pao Ze who died in battle.
As many as four or five are carried on their backs!
The more than 10,000 Xianyang guards who returned with Yang Xiong did not carry many clay pots, only a few thousand in total. It was probably because it was too late to break through and there was no way to cremate the nearly 90,000 Xianyang guards who died and bring their remains back.
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So Yang Xiong had no choice but to prioritize the cremation of the remains of generals at all levels that he could find and bring them back!
However, each of the tens of thousands of remaining Xianyang guards knew that they would definitely reach the cemetery where tens of thousands of their own robes were buried again in this life. They would definitely welcome these robes who died on the battlefield back to their hometown in Guanzhong!
Hu Hai once again took a clay pot from the Jiuyuan Army soldier who had broken an arm! Holding the two clay pots, he carefully straightened the messy robes of the Jiuyuan Army soldier, then turned around and returned.
In front of Wang Li’s coffin!
"Lift the coffin!" Hu Hailuo's hoarse voice sounded!
Dozens of dragon guards came forward to lock Wang Li's coffin tightly with hemp ropes, and then supported more than a dozen wooden sticks with a thickness of more than three feet in length on the bottom of the coffin. Wang Qian then led a group of Wangs
The disciples stepped forward and lifted the coffin!
Behind Hu Hai is a three-foot-tall Qingtong cloud chariot pulled by six black horses!
When the First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty ascended the throne, the first edict issued by the Qin Dynasty was the Code of the Qin Dynasty! The Code clearly stipulates the name of the country, national destiny, national calendar, national calendar, national color, national disciplines, etc. of the Qin Dynasty!
The discipline of the Qin Dynasty is: Six is the discipline, the crown is six inches, the horse is six feet, the steps are six feet, and the horses are six.
This "six horses" refers to the number of horses that the emperor's emperor can use to pull the cart! Below it is four for the nine ministers and above, three for the officials, two for the scholars, and one for the common people. They are not allowed to exceed!
At this moment, it was obvious that Wang Li, who could ride up to four horses, was used by Hu Hai as a cloud chariot that could be ridden by the emperor!
What an honor this is!
An elegy hangs down from the cloud chariot. The right part of the elegy reads, "The Great Wall of the South China Sea, the pillar of the Qin Dynasty." The left part reads, "Commander of the Sixth Army. Pillar of China."
After Wang Qian and others placed Wang Li's coffin, Hu Hai solemnly and carefully placed the two small clay pots he had been holding in his arms in front of the car!
The army and place of birth of the fallen soldiers are written on both pots, so that they can be registered and checked in time!
After placing the two clay pots, Hu Hai got on his horse and stretched out his hand. Upon seeing this, Ying Yi quickly handed Hu Hai an unexpanded black bamboo stick that he had been holding in his arms!
Hu Hai raised the black paper in his hand high and shook it vigorously, causing the black paper to flutter in the wind.
"Martyred Prime Minister. Remember my hometown!" The two lines of large white characters are dazzling and eye-catching in the sun!
"Generals of the Qin Dynasty! Return home! Get up!" Hu Hai raised his flag and shouted loudly.
When more than 6,000 Xuanwu troops wrapped in linen heard Hu Hai's shouts, they all turned back and separated on both sides of the avenue, leaving a road large enough to accommodate the bronze cloud carriage carrying Wang Li's coffin, and shouted in unison .
"rise!"
The sound waves soared into the sky, and the white flags rolled back!
Three thousand Xuanwu troops wearing heavy armor and face shields and holding ferocious fangs and big clubs took the lead and marched forward! Each fang and big stick carried a slender white flag. It was as white as heavy snow. ;
Wang Li's coffin walked in the middle, while Hu Hai and Li Xin were separated in front and behind the cloud chariot with a large black banner. His Majesty the Emperor personally held an elegiac couplet to lead the way. Not only for Wang Li, but also for the tens of thousands of Qin warriors who were loaded in clay pots behind!
Another 3,000 Xuanwu troops, more than 10,000 Xianyang guards, and more than 10,000 wounded soldiers of the Jiuyuan army, all wrapped in silk and cloth, stood upright with swords in their hands, and it was as dark and boundless as a pine forest.
"There are mulberries in the north and poplars in the south.
There are cars rolling around, far away from our country.
The black hair grows old, and the martyrs are the generals.
Looking west to Guanshan, I miss my hometown.
The valley is as long as a letter, and the river is green.
The gentleman is gone, I am so hesitant.
Guanshan home, living together with my son.
…”
The hearse rumbled along the wide tree-lined road. I don’t know when or who took the lead in singing this old Qin song that is engraved in the hearts of hundreds of millions of Qin people. Tens of thousands of Qin soldiers sang Qin Feng in unison!
The desolate and sad Qin Feng song echoed long and continuously on Hangu Avenue! Along the way west, merchants stopped and parked their horses on the road. People from all over the country heard the sound and came, solemn and sad throughout the southern country.
As soon as the hearse entered the Hangu Pass, it was immediately plunged into an endless ocean road festival. White flags covered the green mountains and forests, and the cries drowned out the rumbling carriages and horses.
More than thirty years ago, Wang Jian, the two pillars of the Qin Dynasty, went south from Mengwu and died for his country. It was through this road that he returned to his homeland! At that time, the two mountains collapsed. It was on this road that the First Emperor carried the blood and tears of countless old Qin people. Welcome back two pillar stone coffins on Hangu Avenue!
At this time, the endless sorrow of the old Qin people seems like yesterday!
Not long after the two pillars collapsed, the other pillar king became ill from overwork and stepped on the crane again!
Today, only Meng Tian and Wang Li are the two pillars of Lao Qin's tribal army! Lao Qin has less than a million soldiers!
Today, the rebels of the Qin Dynasty are causing chaos, the country is in turmoil, and the country is in turmoil!
Today, another wall of the two mountains collapsed! One out of ten of the great Qin soldiers died!
The tragic wind of Qin is echoed by thousands of people all over the mountains and plains, endlessly, over and over again!
When the song reaches the point of "Looking west to Guan Mountain, thinking of my hometown. The valley is as long as a letter, the river is blue. The gentleman is gone, I am so hesitant.", the sad voice rises loudly!
Guanshan sobs, Hangu sobs!
All the old Qin people cried...
The hearse entered Guannai Avenue and walked for three days and three nights. When it entered Xianyang, it calmed down.
The vast white banners and banners flooded the wide Xianyang Avenue, and countless incense burners and offerings were piled up in front of every home in Xianyang City, whether it was aristocratic families or ordinary people.
No matter how high or low the family and the common people were in the past, at least at this moment, they are the same! They are all from the Lao Qin tribe!
All the young and strong people in Xianyang City rushed to the ten-mile suburban pavilion. The streets and alleys inside and outside Xianyang City were filled with elderly women and children crying silently.
Among the more than 100,000 wanderers who have returned home, perhaps among them are their brothers, their sons, their husbands, and their fathers!
When the large group of troops arrived at the pavilion on the ten-mile outskirts of Xianyang, Hu Hai saw hundreds of Qin officials from a distance, led by Prime Ministers Li Si and Feng Jie, standing respectfully on the side of the avenue!
With a quick glance, Hu Hai discovered that almost all officials from all levels of Da Qin who were currently in Xianyang were present! Although he had never seen most of them, he had managed to make up for Da Qin's official crowns in court uniforms over the past two months! He could still barely tell the difference.
Out!
Far away, Li Si saw His Majesty the Second Emperor of the Qin Dynasty who was riding a black electric horse, clad in silk and holding a large black banner! Li Si narrowed his eyes slightly, then walked a few steps, bowed beside the road and said in a loud voice: "I'm waiting for you.
Your Majesty! Warmly welcome General Wang Li, our great hero of the Qin Dynasty, to return home!"
"I respectfully welcome Your Majesty! I respectfully welcome General Wang Li, our great hero of the Qin Dynasty, back home!"
Hundreds of Qin court officials and officials at all levels bowed and shouted in unison!
Originally, Li Si requested to go east to Hangu Pass with Hu Hai to welcome Wang Li's coffin and the remains of tens of thousands of Qin soldiers who died in the battle, but Hu Hai refused because he could not leave the prime minister because of state affairs!
This time, Li Si summoned the ministers to come to the ten-mile suburban pavilion to welcome Hu Hai. He had already received the news from Long Wei when he was still fifty miles away from Xianyang! So he was not too surprised. Li Si would never make a mistake in such a small matter!
The large group of people did not stop because of Li Si and others, and continued to move forward.
When passing by the hundreds of Qin courtiers who were bowing and waiting, Hu Hai simply said "Pingshen" and then rode his horse to continue moving forward. Although Li Si was a little unclear about the situation, he still saluted respectfully.
Leading hundreds of courtiers to follow Wang Li's coffin!
The closer we get to Xianyang, the slower the team moves forward!
Countless Xianyang Qin people crowded on both sides of the road and watched anxiously and anxiously. Sadness and uneasiness enveloped the entire Xianyang! When they saw their relatives who were killed by more than ten thousand guards who followed them, they were all sad and happy; but those who did not see their relatives were
Desperate pathos!
Generals died in hundreds of battles, and a few strong men returned!
War! This is a cruel war!
Hu Hai, who was riding on horseback, felt so much sadness in his heart!
When he regains control of the world, how many white-haired people will give birth to black-haired people? How many darling wives who are waiting for their husbands will have no husbands? How many young sons who are waiting for care will have no fathers?
Ahead is the Qin Xianyang Palace Square!
More than ten thousand forbidden troops in the palace have set up defenses around the Xianyang Palace Square! The Xuanwu Army marched to the square, and groups of Xuanwu Army soldiers listened to the command and surrounded the Xianyang Palace Square!
In the center of the square in front of the main hall of Xianyang Palace, which is paved with white marble, is a majestic object that is almost as tall as the Twelve Golden People and more than ten feet tall, completely covered by black brocade!
Today, in front of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Xianyang, he will reveal his true face after the mysterious veil that has shrouded it for more than a month has been revealed!