Chapter 104: Tomb of Heroes, Red Monument of Heroes]
Wang Fang, the prefect of Anding County, personally led the civil and military officials one mile out of the city to greet Jia Rong. After all, he was doing it for them. What Jia Rong regretted was that there were no banners for future generations. The atmosphere of the welcome ceremony was quite good, and the people rushed to watch the Northern Army.
style.
Jia Rong sold the captured weapons to Wang Fang, which was regarded as a favor to Wang Fang. The five thousand guan reward naturally fell into Jia Rong's pocket, plus the proceeds from selling the weapons, there were 10,000 guan in total; Anding County died and was injured
Jia Rong also asked for the soldiers' subsidies for them. It is a very honorable thing for a soldier to die on the battlefield, and the most basic thing that survivors have to do is to ensure that their relatives get the compensation they deserve.
; In this matter, Wang Fang himself did not agree with Jia Rong's approach, and the situation in Anding County was not optimistic. Jia Rong fought hard, and Wang Fang agreed to subsidize each family of the dead soldiers with five guans.
Jia Rong took out another thousand gu and donated it to the families of the dead soldiers. In any case, their deaths were indirectly caused by him. Jia Rong never claimed to be a gentleman. He only gave them money to make his heart feel better.
A little better.
During this trip to peace, a total of more than 3,000 stones of grain and grass were seized, two large boxes of gold, silver and jewels were harvested, and a lot of money was gained. In troubled times, these bandits and bandits became rich, but the people were still hungry. Is it just for the sake of survival?
Do you want to become a bandit that everyone shouts to beat? The Chinese people have always been submissive. As long as they can have something to eat and a shelter no matter how shabby they are, they will be peaceful and common people and rise up to resist, just because they really have no choice.
Already.
Wang Fang ordered all of the more than 700 Yellow Turban prisoners to be executed. After being shocked, Jia Rong kept admonishing Wang Fang to give these people a way to survive. Unexpectedly, Wang Fang had an extremely hard attitude on this matter. Wang Fang's reason was: "These
When the people gather to rebel, they are provoking the authority of the royal family!" With such a big hat suppressed, Jia Rong could not persuade him again. The world is still dominated by the Han Dynasty, and the concept of the supremacy of imperial power is still deeply rooted in the minds of ordinary people.
A dynasty that lasted for nearly four hundred years had such far-reaching influence.
Looking at the joy on the faces of the people who were watching the beheadings, Jia Rong couldn't help but sigh, these rebels were not ordinary people. Jia Rong also felt guilty that he did not have the courage to speak out to save them. The slogan on the battlefield was surrender.
They didn't kill them, but now they sit and watch their heads fall to the ground. Only Jia Rong can understand the feeling.
On the way back to Beidi County, Jia Rong kept a sullen face, and a group of sergeants followed him obediently; kindness does not control soldiers, justice does not control wealth, and now Jia Rong finally understands the meaning of this sentence, those who control soldiers must have
Iron-blooded methods and a woman's benevolence will not only harm herself, but also implicate the three armies; as a general, you must do everything you can on the battlefield. History is written by the victors. On the battlefield, you can only pretend to be a gentleman.
You will be completely defeated. If there is a war, there will be death. As a prisoner, you must be prepared to die.
After thinking about this, Jia Rong's heart became much brighter. Perhaps many years later, he would be an executioner with his hands stained with blood. With one general, thousands of bones would be withered. The easier exchange of dynasties would be a watering of blood, but those executioners
But they used gorgeous language to frame themselves, so that they became famous generals in history books instead of butchers. As a modern person, Jia Rong has many advantages that ancient people did not have, and he was ahead of the thinking of more than a thousand years.
, Technology, as long as you give yourself enough time, Jia Rong believes that you will definitely achieve something.
Jia Rong discovered that after arriving at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, his dreams kept changing. From the initial desire to be an ordinary citizen and stay with Xiuer for the rest of his life, to the desire to benefit the common people and benefit the common people;
I had to bend down to show my kindness due to the pressure, and now I have an iron-blooded mentality and regard life as nothing. I wonder if it will change again in the future.
Along the way, Jia Rong led the Northern Cavalry Qiu without committing any crimes, and even took the initiative to help the people when they saw they were in trouble, which won unanimous praise from the people. As long as Jia Rong gets the news that there are thieves nearby, he will definitely go to great lengths to rescue them one by one.
After the annihilation, the thieves on Jia Rong's route back to Beidi County fled after hearing the news, and the public security was quiet...
Money and food flowed into Beidi County's warehouse, but Jia Rong was never happy. One thing kept weighing on his mind, and that was what they would get after the soldiers died in battle. Is it just for a word of defense?
Big man, this slogan seems so pale in the face of reality; at this time, an idea appeared in Jia Rong's mind.
"The deaths of these soldiers were well deserved. They sacrificed their lives to exterminate the bandits and defend the Han people. They are our heroes and deserve our worship year after year!" Jia Rong stood on the high platform of the Beidi County School Ground and shouted loudly.
Behind Jia Rong were neatly placed a row of corpses covered with white cloth. These were the soldiers who died when they wiped out the main force of the Yellow Turbans in Anding County.
The sky seemed to be mourning for these soldiers, with dark clouds covering the sun and the north wind howling.
Jia Rong said firmly every word: "After their death, they will be buried in the Heroes' Tomb, and their names and deeds will also be engraved on the Heroes' Monument for future generations to worship!"
All the soldiers' faces showed excitement. Such treatment was unprecedented in the Han Dynasty. In the memory of the soldiers, only famous generals would receive such treatment after their death. But when this honor fell to an ordinary soldier,
On their heads, one can imagine the excitement in their hearts. If Jia Rong was the object of their worship before and the pillar of the army, then now it is fanaticism, a kind of fanaticism in order to enter the hero's grave after death.
"Soldiers in the army, regardless of Han or Qiang, as long as they die on the battlefield, will be buried in the Heroes' Tomb after death!"
Jia Rong announced all the rules of the Heroes' Tomb one by one, and then ordered the soldiers to carry the bodies of thirty-two soldiers to the Heroes' Tomb. Jia Rong followed with a stern expression. Behind Jia Rong were more than 3,000 soldiers.
There were soldiers from Mingbeidi County and people who came to join in the fun. Fortunately it was winter, otherwise the bodies of these soldiers would have rotted away long ago.
The Heroes' Tomb was built by Jia Rong after he returned from Anding County. With the efforts of thousands of craftsmen, the Heroes' Tomb was erected half a month later. The Heroes' Monument is a stone monument more than ten meters high.
Jia Rong personally inspected it and found that the construction was extremely solid. Faced with this situation, Zhang Li repeatedly admonished Jia Rong, made clear the pros and cons, and stopped Jia Rong's behavior. Who would have expected that Jia Rong was a bastard who was determined to build the building?
At the Tomb of Heroes, Zhang Li was so angry that he shut up the door and did not handle any official duties for half a month. Jia Rong was alone inside and outside.
The Tomb of Heroes was built five miles outside the city and was guarded by specialized soldiers.
Even the soldiers at the lowest level have their own honor. What Jia Rong does is to put this honor on the bright side and give all soldiers a spiritual sustenance. Jia Rong believes that for this honor, even if they sacrifice their lives, these
Soldiers also have no hesitation. This is the honor that belongs to the military. The infantry of Anding County and the Yellow Turban rebels escaped in the face of battle. It is because they do not have an honor that belongs to them. People leave their names, let alone others.
Pieces of snowflakes floated from the sky, falling on the bodies of the dead soldiers and on the shoulders of pedestrians, adding a touch of solemnity.
The body was carried into the Tomb of Heroes, and Jia Rong personally presided over the burial in an orderly manner.
Jia Rong knelt down on one knee, like a memorial speech for future generations, and told everyone about their achievements. Jia Rong's voice seemed to be infused with magic, attracting everyone. Everyone listened quietly to Jia Rong.
Rong's chatter, more than 3,000 soldiers and the people who followed him knelt there in unison, like devout believers, kneeling before their faith.
Jia Rong's kneeling made all the soldiers and the people tremble in their hearts. They looked at the not-so-tall figure in the distance with excitement. Many soldiers even shed tears. Who said that men can't shed tears?
Flick; at this moment, a thought grew in the hearts of all the soldiers: "Even if you die in battle, it is worth it!"
People are always simple. As long as you are good to them, they will remember you. Liu Bei fled when he was chased. This is why so many people followed him.
The names of these soldiers are also engraved on the hero monument. The ant-sized fonts tightly pull the soul of each soldier. It represents the lofty honor and is also the destination of every soldier who died gloriously. In the heroes
On the monument, there is no distinction between Qiang and Han people, but only the name of a glorious soldier. The ethnic boundaries disappear here, and some are just anxious eyes looking at the hero monument.
The group of people returned to the Beidi County School Ground quietly, with only the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground and the crunch of snow on the ground.
On the school field, Jia Rong straightened his clothes and helmet and said loudly: "I treat each of you as a brother, so I don't want any of you to die. In the days to come, you must intensify your training and remember your daily routine."
Sweat more and bleed less in battle." Every time after the war, Jia Rong insisted on giving them a post-war summary, hoping that these soldiers would get better and better. The more than 3,000 soldiers in front of him were all Jia Rong's efforts.
Brother, this heavy word is enough to make all the soldiers go crazy for this, and they will not hesitate to die for it. Especially the Qiang people in the team, who can't help but tremble with excitement. They are also really aware of this in the days of the Northern Army.
They felt the warmth, and the Han soldiers lived in harmony with them. Although they usually bickered, they still helped each other in their hearts.
"Answer me, do you want to be a general?" Jia Rong asked.
"I want to..." "I don't want to..." are messy answers; most soldiers still have servility in their hearts, and only some soldiers who are usually unruly dare to answer their true thoughts. This is not to say that some soldiers are dishonest, but
It's the era they live in that doesn't allow them to think that way. Bosses in this era generally appreciate talented and humble people. Otherwise, even talented people will be judged as arrogant and arrogant, and these soldiers are no exception.
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