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Chapter 34: Wrong (2)

Outside Pyongyang City, there are dozens of miles of bonfires in Ming military camps.

The cheers of the Ming army coming from the flashing bonfire are clearly heard even when they are far away from the city wall of Pyongyang.

Of course, there were also those who were unwilling and dying screams that were sent to Pyongyang City.

The battlefield was very close to Pyongyang City, just across a shallow river bay. However, from beginning to end, the defenders of Pyongyang City were under the surveillance of Fu Youde and did not dare to go out of the city to fight. They could only stand at the top of the city and watch the reinforcements with high expectations, which were annihilated by the Ming army.

During the day they witnessed destruction, and at night they still listened to screams and watched the tragedy on earth.

The main force of Wang Jing, who was rushing to Pyongyang, was also the most elite unit in Goryeo. More than 70,000 people were wiped out by the Ming army. Only more than 12,000 prisoners were left, and they were trembling under the custody of the Ming army.

Captives, only those who are in good health can become prisoners who are qualified to survive.

During the daytime, several teams of Ming army brought selected Korean prisoners to clean up the battlefield. The Ming army who died in battle were properly placed in one place, and someone wiped away the blood marks on his face and carefully sorted out the relics around him. Even if he carried a copper coin, he would mark them specifically and sealed them by the military judge.

And those Koreans and Ming soldiers were too lazy to take a look at them. They would only smile reluctantly when they found some valuable things from them. As for those wailing soldiers who were not dead, they would just finish the attack.

Of course, the job of putting the wounded soldiers in Goryeo also requires the surrendered soldiers of Goryeo to do it.

In fact, this is not cruel. For some seriously injured wounded people, it is a kind of relief. It’s just that humans have the desire to survive, so the screams they make when they die are so miserable.

Then, on the battlefield, a fire lit up like a sky-sky light. It was not a bonfire, but a cremation site built by the surrendered soldiers of the Goryeo Army and the dead of the Ming army.

The fire rendered the sky, and the night sky was full of shocking red, the scorching heat that made people retreat three feet long, and his indescribable burnt smell.

The bodies were swallowed by flames. When they came, they were seven feet tall men, but when they returned home, they were just a small jar.

Zhu Yunxiu led the generals in the army, including the King of Yan Zhu Di, who had just met with him, stood silently in front of the fire. They watched silently, and the fire illuminated their sad faces.

With a huh, the wind blew, and Mars were everywhere.

Zhu Yunqiu took off the golden helmet from his head and slowly lowered his head toward the burning fire.

Let us observe a moment of silence for the Ming soldiers who died in battle! In the confused and even a little horrified eyes, Zhu Yunxiu bent down slightly and spoke lightly. The sun and the moon are growing, and the heroes of the Ming Dynasty are immortal.

Everyone may not know what the silence meant, but everyone understands Zhu Yunxiu's actions. The body of the crown prince Wanjin was actually moving towards these brothers who died in battle, which was simply shocking.

But this unheard of shocking world makes people feel particularly excited.

When Li Jinglong saw the crown prince, he was wearing a golden helmet and bowed his head solemnly, his face was full of solemnity, and he shouted, "All the soldiers, His Royal Highness, the crown prince, are seeing off the brothers who died in battle!"

Suddenly, the mountains and fields were everywhere, as if the cheers of the stars were about to shake the falling stars came and fell one after another like waves. Your Highness, Thousand Years! Thousand Years! Thousand Years!

The soldiers were not afraid of death. What they were afraid of was that no one cared about their death. At this moment, whether it was the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp, the officers and soldiers of the Liaodong Dusi, or even the officers and soldiers under the Yan Fan, there was no faction. They leaned against their robes and shouted loudly.

Bring wine!

The wind blew again, and Zhu Yunyu stretched out his hand.

A bowl of clear wine fell into his hands. He felt the wine bowl with both hands and bowed slightly to the burning fire again.

Then the wine bowl tilted, and the strong wine from the Ming Dynasty sprinkled on the land of Goryeo.

In the hot summer, I can't take your body home! Zhu Yunxiu's voice was a little hoarse. At this moment, there was only his voice in the world besides the burning sound of flames, but I will bring your soul back!

All the heroes will live forever and be with the Ming Dynasty! On the day when the army returns to the court, all the heroes will enter the Martyrs' Temple, rest with the country, and enjoy the incense of the Ming Dynasty! In spring, summer, autumn and winter, the descendants of the Zhu family of the Ming Dynasty will personally go to the Martyrs' Temple to pay homage to you and other Ming heroes.

Dear friends from the Ming Dynasty, you don’t have to worry about your life after death. You will die in battle for the country, and the Ming Dynasty will not let your parents, wife and children suffer!

As he said that, the bowl in Zhu Yunxiu's hand fell directly to the ground and smashed to pieces. Men! Let's go on the road with peace of mind!

Get on the road with peace of mind! Under the night sky, there are soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, shouting fiercely.

Then, Zhu Yunxiu walked to the pile of flames that had just been extinguished, squatted down, and gently swept through the bones with sparks.

His movements were very slow, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping person. His movements were solemn, as if he was performing some kind of ritual. His face was pious and there was a crystal light in his eyes.

There was no one who could not die in the war. Only more than 10,000 people were left in the 70,000 troops of Goryeo. In the two wars, the Ming army suffered nearly 10,000 casualties. Zhu Yunyu could not care about the Goryeo people, but he had to care about these men of the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing this move, under the night, the sound of the sound that had just stopped rose again, Qiansui! Qiansui! Qiansui!

Not far away, King Yan Zhu Di looked at this scene and listened to the shouts of the soldiers around him, his face a little gloomy.

Why do you do these vulgar things? How can you give real money and silver to buy military morale? You are a vulgar person!

Zhu Di thought silently in his heart, and then looked at Zhu Yunxiu, who carefully placed the jar containing the ashes on the big cart. Unconsciously, his heart's complaints turned into a bit unpleasant feeling.

It seemed that I remembered the men who died in battle with him, and I couldn't help but turn my head away and try my best to open my eyes.

Damn, this kid... This kid said so well and did not do badly! Thinking of it, he turned his head and looked in front of him. You are better than me, and the son you gave birth to is better than my son! Damn!

I was thinking in a mess, and suddenly I felt someone beside me was sobbing. When I looked back, my son was sobbing secretly, wiping his tears.

Why are you howling? Zhu Di said angrily.

Zhu Gaoxu held his head stubbornly, not letting tears fall, but the sound made was crying. Dad, two guards died in battle. They have been by my side since I couldn't ride a horse...

Hold it back! Don’t cry! Zhu Di touched his son’s hair and patted it again. His rebuke suddenly turned into tenderness. Let’s go and help!

Then, two people, one big and one small, walked to Zhu Yunxiu, squatted down, and began to pick up bones.

Seeing them, Zhu Yunxiu did not speak, but grinned with a sincere smile.

It took a long time before the flames were all extinguished. All the heroes who died in battle were sealed up and ordered the army judge to count them and let the military secretary register and register.

After finishing all this, Zhu Yunyu took the generals to the Central Army's tent.

Your Highness, how to deal with the body of the Goryeo? Li Jinglong asked in a low voice, it was hot, and if it was left for a few days, it would smell bad. At that time, if one of them was not properly treated, it would be ill!

Ask the Goryeo surrenders to receive them together, they will melt! Zhu Yunxiu was thinking about other things in his mind and then replied.

Your Highness, there is no need to spend that effort! Among the generals, Cao Zhen, the Marquis of Jingchuan, spoke and said with a smile. Tomorrow, he will throw it into the city with a trencher. Hehe......

You guy! Zhu Yunxi scolded, he didn't hold it in his mouth!

These killers are worse than the other, and more cruel than the other. Even if a person dies, he will not let go of his body, and will be made into biological and chemical weapons. If he really follows his plan, the land of Goryeo will rampant plague. Even if he has been in the next few hundred years, people will remember such a deep hatred.

Go! Lan Yu scolded and scolded, "You dare to say such unethical things in front of the palace?" You are so ignorant, and you are careful!"

What did you do in the past...? Cao Zhen took a few steps back and muttered quietly.

Your Highness was thinking about destroying the city? Zhu Di asked when he saw Zhu Yunxi's face was gloomy.

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly. Gu was not worried about breaking the city, but Gu was worried about the 20,000 Korean cavalry surrounding us. As he said that, he frowned slightly. Where did the 20,000 people go?

According to the military newspapers I have received, the 20,000 cavalry in Goryeo is about to arrive in Anzhou, and there is no other useful information.

Your Highness, don’t worry, although there are 20,000 Koryo cavalrymen, Wang Bi, the Dingyuan Hou, also brought 4,000 cavalrymen to follow! Lan Yu smiled and said, "Forty thousand and twenty thousand, Brother Wang may not be able to beat you, but you can bite off a piece of their meat even if you bite them!"
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