Although the Han Dynasty was crumbling at this time, for most people, the authority of the Han Dynasty was still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, especially in the hearts of ordinary people.
At this moment, outside Pingyang City, there was a crowd of people.
Pingyang City has become the commercial center of the Northland. With the help of the water conservancy left by Pingyang Kingdom, it was restored and put into use. The surrounding farmland gradually returned to normal one by one, and a large number of agricultural businesses were born.
Nowadays, a large number of people have gathered around Pingyang. If this continues, the land in Pingyang City may become valuable one day.
One of the reasons why Pingyang City can develop so quickly is the stimulation of border trade. In ancient times, most of the time when China carried out trade with foreign countries, it was actually when China made more money. The trade between Pingyang and the Hu people was no exception.
On the other hand, thanks to the understanding and utilization of inflation by later generations of Fei Qian, they actually used trade to plunder the wealth of Hedong, Hanoi and even Jizhou, which quickly created the current prosperity of Pingyang City.
In fact, the development of cities in various dynasties is nothing more than this. In the early stage, the population flourished, and the economy and trade rose sharply. Later, this population brought more consumer demand, which also promoted the further development of the business and service industries, thus attracting more people.
Entering the city, but when the population develops to a certain level, the huge material demand begins to require more rationing of various surrounding commodities. If it cannot be met, the city will enter stagnation or even begin to decline.
But now, Feiqian's Pingyang City is still on the rise, and every place seems to have infinite vitality. Therefore, these people in Pingyang also have a kind of vitality that is not found in other places.
Although Fei Qian led his troops to the northern expedition to Yinshan, today, these troops who returned to Pingyang with victory lined up outside the south gate, preparing to enter the city to declare war. The Han Dynasty was very martial, especially in foreign wars. Every victory was won.
There are grand events to declare war to inspire the world. With such a feat of horse riding on Yinshan Mountain, it is natural that a triumphant victory ceremony in Pingyang is indispensable.
People in and around Pingyang City were crowded and crowded on both sides of the city streets. In some cases, whole families came out, calling their children and daughters, and stood with their feet raised among the crowded crowd. On the street
The slightly better location of the shop was provided to those who considered themselves to be of a slightly higher status. As for the high-end restaurant seats, it was a must-have for the nobles who spent a lot of money.
"It's coming! It's coming!" The people who had been waiting since the morning couldn't help but shout excitedly when they saw the dust in the south of the city. Then the shouts became louder and louder, all filled with admiration.
"I never thought I could see this day! The sky has eyes!"
"I have been fleeing south every year for hundreds of years. I never thought that today I would be able to attack Yinshan Mountain!"
"This bunch of Xianbei dogs are what they are today! Back then, there were more than ten people in a certain family, and only two of them escaped, and the rest, oh... I really wish I could kill two Xianbei dogs with my own hands to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
At this time, Fei Qian was already standing at the south gate of Pingyang. As the commander-in-chief, he did not need to enter the city with the soldiers, because today's glory belonged to all ordinary soldiers.
"Blow the drums and blow the trumpets!"
Amidst the rumbling war drums, the low-pitched horns of the horns sounded, shaking all directions. With the sound of the drums and horns, groups of soldiers appeared in the field of vision and slowly walked towards the south gate of Pingyang.
Back then, when they sent out troops to conquer Yinshan, they also marched northward to Yinshan in groups like this. Now they still return with honor like this, but there are much fewer robes around them.
As we got closer, the originally chaotic people suddenly became quiet, as if something had blocked their throats.
I saw the soldiers at the front wearing white linen clothes outside their war robes, holding a large flag on the left and right, with four desolate and powerful ancient official scripts written on them, which were exactly the four characters of "hunxi return", and those who followed behind
The soldiers stood upright and held the memorial tablets with red letters on a black background in front of their chests.
At this moment, the blood-red official script fonts on the spiritual throne are like blood on the battlefield, flowing on the dark soil. The white flags are floating, and the whistling wind around is like a faint sound.
Crying.
The soldiers marched forward slowly. Although they were not as shocking as in later generations, the scene in front of them was enough to shock the people of the Han Dynasty who had never experienced such a formation.
The sound of the war drums gradually became lower, but the music craftsman on the south city gate began to hit the gold and iron, and among the simple tinkling sounds of metal percussion, he sang loudly:
"Fuck Wu Ge, he was beaten by a rhinoceros, his car was in the wrong position, and he was caught in close combat!"
"The sun is blocked by the sun, and the enemy is like clouds; the arrows are falling, and the soldiers are fighting to be the first!"
"The remaining formations are still in the wilderness, and the left side is injured and the right blade is wounded!"
"The two wheels of haze are coming to feed the four horses, and the jade is coming to support and the drums are beating!"
"The sky is falling and the powerful spirit is angry, killing them all and abandoning the wilderness!"
"If you can't go in or out, you can't go back. The plains suddenly turn out to be too long!"
"If you carry a long sword and hold a Qin bow, if your head and body are separated, your heart will not be punished!"
"Sincerity is both brave and martial, but ultimately strong and undefeatable!"
"Since the body is dead, the spirit has become a spirit, and the soul has become a ghost!"
The song is desolate, although it does not have as many singing skills as later generations, nor does it show any emotional expressions on the face, nor is it a hysterical roar. It is neutral and peaceful, word for word, although it only has a simple sound of gold and iron.
The accompaniment, but hidden among the gradually becoming monotonous sounds, is the kind of heroism and majesty that comes from the heart, which many songs of later generations do not have.
On this piece of land in Bingzhou, how much has been recorded in the colorful history books?
Did Mengtian of the Qin Dynasty have 300,000 men to chase the Xiongnu to the north?
Did Li Ling in the Han Dynasty helplessly look up to the sky and sigh in despair?
Are there any barbarians who went south and made the ordinary people miserable in this land?
Are there any gray-haired veterans on the border who don’t know their names?
Maybe some people remember it, maybe some people have forgotten it, but Fei Qian hopes that starting from today, all the people who are alive should remember those who should be remembered.
"Drumming! Click the drum!"
Fei Qian took a step forward and gave a loud order.
The rumble of war drums sounded, accompanied by the majestic or hoarse voices of the generals under the city:
"The Bingzhou Cavalry under the command of the Protector of the Hsiung, 1,250 men went out, and 1,250 returned, all of them are here!"
"My subordinates under the command of the Protector of the Hungarian Army dare to fight. There are 2,300 people who have gone out and 2,300 people who have returned. All of them are here!"
"Pingyang County Barracks, 1,800 people went out and 1,800 people returned, all are here!"
"Yong'an County Barracks, 700 people went out and 700 people returned, all are here!"
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When Xu Yu, the military commander of the Yong'an Barracks who suffered the most casualties, stood in front of a car full of memorial tablets and shouted that everyone was here, many people who could not find their relatives among the ranks were already crying bitterly...
"... someone once said," Fei Qian stood on top of the city and looked at the soldiers holding or leading carts below.
Our duty as soldiers guarding the border is our highest honor! We are born as outstanding Chinese people, and we die as heroes! Since we are both brothers, we are brothers! As long as Fei is here, we will not let the souls of our brothers live here.
We are in a foreign land and we have left our homeland! Now, take our robes and the heroic souls of our brothers and enter the city together! Return to our homeland together!"
"Come on, brother, I will take you home!"
A wounded soldier's tears flowed down his cheeks, but he didn't bother to wipe them. He just held the memorial tablet tightly in his arms with his uninjured arm and followed the queue slowly into the city gate.
More voices sounded one after another, gradually converging into one voice: "Brother, I'm taking you home! I'm home!"
