Yan Bing faced Ling Yue's sudden eyebrows and fingers, and for a moment he was a little dazed, and asked with a puzzled look: "What do you mean? Madam... why did you say this?"
"You have been accompanying the King of Beizhen every day to go around and look around! Even Xingtian, you took him to sit down! You are not afraid of letting this guy learn it all!!?? Or do you want to mess with the enemy and treason!??" Li Lingyue bit her lip and stared at Yan Bing fiercely, as if she was about to "destroy her relatives for justice" the next moment. Yan Bing was so scared that she hurriedly explained.
"Madam! What are you thinking? I'm a good princess and a prince, I won't behave. What country do I rebel against? I'm going to be a country! I'm knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger!!"
"Knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger? Is it necessary to take him to see Xingtian and the cannons? They are all powerful weapons of the country! How can you show them to others easily?" Ling Yue slapped the table with anger.
But before Yan Bing could explain, Xue Kui, who was beside him, had already seen it clearly and smiled and said to Ling Yue: "Sister is worried too much. After all, he is also a prince personally appointed by the court. He insists on staying and can see it sooner or later. It's better to just let him see it and get out of the way."
"Retreat when you see the difficulties? Cannon, Xingtian, isn't that thing going to be done with a glance? What's the difficulty? It's just that the cannon barrel changes from round to square, the silk is painted all over wood, and then a oil lamp is used to bake it underneath..."
"Then can you make glycerin...? Can you make gunpowder...? You can't do it if you have a horse and don't have grass, right?" Yan Bing smiled and interrupted, leaving Ling Yue speechless in an instant.
"Look at me, just say... Our husband, he is more beautiful than a monkey when he is stuck! Sister, just don't worry!"
"Sister Xuekui, what you said is wrong. Even if our husband is not fur, he is a little smarter than a monkey."
"Then I really thank you!!!" Yan Bing looked at the three of them with disgust and smiled as if the flowers were trembling, then turned around and walked outside the tent...
"Hey~What are you doing? Why are you still unhappy when you say a few words?"
"How dare I? My 'Madam', King Beizhen is going to Anton with the Haliba tribe today. I, Princess Kaiyuan, have to see you off... Alas! It's so troublesome... I have to bring a 'oil bottle' in war..." Yan Bing complained while lifting the curtain and walking towards the south gate of the city...
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The third year of Xuansi
July 28th
Yan Bing's three armies marched towards Andong City, which was separated from Goryeo...
At this time, there are less than two months left before the beginning of winter.
But who made Goryeo just a piece of land the size of a palm? It was almost the same as a province of the Central Plains dynasty...
Two months were enough to allow Yan Bing to point his sword at the military front, traveling through every city here, and destroying every defender here.
Although she did have such confidence and strength, she still led her troops through Liaokou City first, and then drove from Liaokou City to Andong, because in Liaokou City, she also reserved a large amount of cold-proof materials that were originally operated by Xingtian.
Only by being prepared or not can you calculate less losses...
Just two years ago, on this land, a hundred households and hundreds of soldiers taught Yan Bing the truth with their lives...
Going to Liaokou City again, crossing the Prince River again, but now things have changed, Xinfountain camp grass...
Five miles outside the city, at the intersection of a mountain and a river, the dense forest at the foot of the mountain gradually merged into one with hundreds of graves. Beautiful azaleas bloomed in the bushes everywhere, and the mountains and fields were bright and fragrant. Looking around, it seemed like you were in a paradise, as if you had stripped away all the disputes and hustle and bustle in this world, leaving behind tranquility, birds singing, and flowers fragrance...
And the one buried under this land is the tenacious bones of hundreds of heroes who died on the battlefield in order to conquer Liaodong...
"The head coach... do you want to clean up these plants and trees?" A side general stepped forward and asked for instructions.
Yan Bing stopped in front of Zhou Zhihai's grave for a long time, then slowly looked up and looked around, and pondered: "No need, the scenery here just matches their long-cherished wish of joining the army. It is prosperous, beautiful, quiet and peaceful. Let them watch how the land of China rises in this sea of flowers..."
After saying that, Yan Bing slowly turned around and looked at the deputy general, and whispered: "When you go to the city to pull the baggage, you will help me to give the guards a sentence, saying that I want to erect a tombstone here, inscribe the 'Hero Tomb', and then the names of the heroes buried here on the seal carvings around the tombstone. Remember not to damage the flowers and trees here."
"Yes, the official must convey the princess's order..." The side general bowed his hand and turned around to lead the soldiers opposite the river bank and urged the carriage to Liaokou City...
Yan Bing slowly walked to the cart behind her, which was filled with fine wine she brought specifically from Yingxianyuan. When she sent troops to Liaodong again, she had already thought of this day, and the soldiers who died in order to defend their country...
"Come on! All the soldiers! Try the fine wine we brewed at home, it is definitely a hundred times better than what you have drunk before!" Yan Bing held the wine jar in one hand and the wine bowl in the other hand, moving one jar at a jar at a jar at a jar at a jar at a jar at a bowl at a bowl at a bowl at a tomb at a grave, and pouring one monument at a monument...
There were 527 tombs, 1,581 bowls of fine wine, and a cart of wine jars, just half of them were left...
"This half of the altar is mine! Don't snatch it from me!" Yan Bing shouted at the cemetery with a smile on his face, but the only response to her was the breeze and the echoes from the mountains...
Two lines of hot tears also passed through Yan Bing's slightly upturned mouth...
"I did it!!! You guys do it casually!!!!"
A loud shout spread across the mountains, and half a jar of fine wine was drunk in one go...
The wine tastes sweet and strong...
But there is a little more bitter and salty...
Heart-wrenching...
But there is a little more desolation...
After Yan Bing drank it in one breath, he raised his sleeve and wiped it randomly on his face. He could no longer tell whether he was laughing or crying.
Sitting alone in front of the grave for a while, then another person quietly bent down and moved the empty wine jars back to the car one by one until he walked back to Zhou Zhihai's grave again, put his hand on the tombstone, and said softly: "I'm leaving... I'll see you again if I'm free..." Then he carried the last empty wine jar in front of his grave back to the car, and then pushed the empty wine jar on a car, and walked towards Liaokou City alone...⑧①ZW.????m