"Master Yuan..." Zhong Jinwei was speechless for a moment. At this time, he was quite emotional.
No matter which dynasty, no matter what time, there are always a group of people who are dedicated to the country and the people and are dedicated to the public.
Some of these people have left their names in history, but most are unknown to the world. Some have regrets throughout their lives, and some have had their long-cherished dreams come true. No matter what, such people are the most respectable people.
"Marquis Zhongxing, you are still young, and so is the Emperor. I believe that in the future, the Ming Dynasty will achieve more glorious achievements in your hands." Yuan Keli seemed not to see a trace of sadness on Zhong Jinwei's face, and praised with a smile.
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As soon as he finished speaking, there was another violent cough, which was particularly heart-wrenching to hear. Ah Fu had already gotten in the car and tried his best to help Yuan Keli relieve his cough.
After the coughing in the car finally subsided, Zhong Jinwei asked with respect: "Master Yuan, do you have any unanswered questions?"
Yuan Keli in the carriage listened. After being silent for a while, with Ah Fu's support, he appeared at the window again. He smiled and said to Zhong Jinwei: "Xia Guan's biggest wish is over, but I have one last thought.
Look at those old rivals."
Perhaps the hero had the same idea. As soon as he finished speaking, a messenger came galloping over and reported to Zhong Jinwei: "Master Marquis, the slave chief Huang Taiji is stubbornly resisting and said that he will surrender as soon as he sees Master Hou.
General Cao asked the Marquis to tell me whether to attack by force regardless of his request?"
Cao Wenzhao is responsible for the command over there. The slave chief's request involves the Marquis, so he dare not handle it privately.
Zhong Jinwei looked at Yuan Keli in the car window and saw his hopeful expression, so he ordered: "Stop the attack, I will be there in a moment."
"Yes, Lord Marquis." The messenger saluted and then went back to report to Cao Wenzhao about Zhongxing Hou's decision.
After Zhong Jinwei waited for the messengers to leave, he turned to Yuan Keli and said, "Master Yuan, let's go there together!"
Yuan Ke stood up and had this intention, so the senior generals of the Ming army went to the city from the south gate.
On both sides of the street, there were soldiers of the Ming army standing every ten steps. When they saw Marquis Zhongxing leading the senior generals, they stood at attention and raised their hands in salute.
Behind them, there are piles of corpses of Jianlu. These corpses have just been cleared from the middle of the road. There is no time to take care of these corpses now. After all the battlefields are cleaned, people will be organized to pull them out.
Go to the city.
Most of the ground in the middle of the street was soaked red with blood. Even if you have not experienced the brutality of the war, you can know a thing or two by looking at the scene.
"It's really a river of blood and a mountain of corpses!" Although Zhong Jinwei is no longer the Zhong Jinwei who has never seen a dead person in later generations, he has also experienced battlefield killings, but this is the first time he has seen so many corpses killed in battle, and he can't help but sigh.
"Master Marquis, what is really happening on the east gate is that there is a river of blood and a mountain of corpses. The lower officials all take a detour to get to the south gate." Upon hearing this, Lu Xiangsheng introduced it to Marquis Zhongxing.
When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he was even more emotional. After a while, he said: "Fortunately, these are the corpses of the enemy. I hope that the Ming soldiers will always be the victorious party."
When the people next to him heard this, they were about to agree, but unexpectedly Zhong Xinghou made another twist: "Even if we are enemies, it would be a pity for so many people to die."
Everyone was dumbfounded. Zhongxing Hou really had a compassionate mind. After a while, He Kegang said: "Master Hou, what's the pity for the enemy? The more people die, the better it will be for our Ming Dynasty!"
Zhong Jinwei looked at him, shook his head and said: "No, dead people are of no value. Only living people are of value. Do you think that if all these captives surrendered, there would be enough manpower to build several large supply points?
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At this time, the news about Ming Dynasty's construction of supply points had already spread. Therefore, not only Lu Xiangsheng knew about it, but He Kegang and others also knew about it.
The risk of building large-scale supply points overseas is high, the construction time is tight, and the labor intensity is high. If ordinary people are recruited, it will probably be a peasant uprising in the late Sui Dynasty.
As for the prisoners, they were not all working adults. They were both men and women, old and weak, and they had to be given different divisions of labor according to the severity of their crimes. They were obviously not the most suitable group for building a supply point.
These captives are all prime-age laborers. As long as they are given food to stutter and don't let them starve to death, they can be used at will. They are definitely the best candidates to build overseas supply points.
When Jing Zhong Jinwei said this, everyone thought it was reasonable and all admired Marquis Zhongxing for his foresight.
Yuan Keli was lying in the car, listening to the noise outside, and thinking about why this weirdo like Zhongxing Hou wasn't born a few years earlier!
After walking leisurely for a while, the group finally arrived at the square in front of Chongzheng Hall.
There is no longer a battle here, but the soldiers of the Ming army surrounded Chongzheng Hall and were in a confrontation with the Jianlu inside.
Cao Wenzhao, who was standing on the outside commanding, saw Zhong Jinwei arriving and brought a group of generals to see him.
The fourth child was also there, following behind Cao Bianjiao, looking exactly like a soldier, saluting Zhong Jinwei.
Zhong Jinwei looked at the appearance of the fourth child and couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart: "The ancients were really precocious! Later generations were still in junior high school, but now they are young heroes fighting on the battlefield!"
After the ceremony, Cao Wenzhao waved his hand, and a flatbed truck drove up nearby. There were three corpses placed flat on the truck, with their faces facing up.
"Master Marquis, these are the three Heshuobeles of Jianlu. This is Aixinjueluo-Jilhalang, this is Aisinjueluo-Ajige, and the youngest is Aixinjueluo-Duduo.
.." Cao Wenzhao introduced Zhong Jinwei with his finger.
When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he waved his hand to interrupt him, and then he said: "Wait a minute, tell Master Yuan."
After finishing speaking, he faced Yuan Keli's car and raised his voice: "Master Yuan, the three Heshuo Baylor of Jianlu have been found."
Yuan Keli seemed to be asleep and unresponsive. When Ah Fu saw it, his heart tightened, and he quickly felt Yuan Keli's pulse with his hand, and there was still a weak beat.
Ah Fu understood that the master was afraid that he would die. He knew that the master still wanted to see these old rivals, so he pushed Yuan Keli and called in a low voice.
Yuan Keli finally woke up, and when he heard Ah Fu say that there were three Heshuo Baylor outside, he felt refreshed for some unknown reason. He immediately sat up and asked Ah Fu to open the window and look out.
Outside the window, Zhong Jinwei had already asked the soldiers pushing the flatbed truck to adjust their position just enough for Yuan Keli to see the top of the flatbed truck.
Although Cao Wenzhao was not at the south gate before, he could guess a thing or two based on the situation. He immediately introduced it to Yuan Keli without Zhong Jinwei's instructions.
"This is Aixinjueluo Jierhalang, who had no hope of breaking through and committed suicide; this is Aixinjueluo Azig, who was stabbed to death by his men; this is Aixinjueluo Duduo, who was killed by Jierhalang
kill."
When Yuan Keli heard about Ji'er Harang, he looked at it carefully, but the other two showed no interest. After Cao Wenzhao finished the introduction, he asked with difficulty: "What about Huang Taiji?"