On the second day, Shang Bing held a grand ceremony and celebration banquet to commemorate the fallen soldiers.
Early that morning, all the people who survived the battle to defend the city in Yiwu, whether they were ordinary people or soldiers of the garrison, whether they were old people or women, poured out of their homes and came to the place where a ceremony was held to commemorate the fallen soldiers.
Many of them are holding one or several tablets in their hands, waiting here with red and swollen eyes.
At the beginning of the morning, Shang Bing climbed up to the temporarily built high platform and saw the injured soldiers wrapped in moon-white gauze standing underneath. He saw the memorial tablets held in the arms of women or old people. He couldn't help but wet his eyes.
After a while, he felt better, and in a slightly sad voice, he reviewed the events of guarding Yiwu these days, mentioning many times the soldiers who died during this period, his voice choked with sobs and unable to speak.
The people standing in the audience had long since burst into tears and howled. Naturally, from the guards who arrived in advance under the leadership of Wu Jie, people from every general banner and even the small banners were killed. In some cases, hundreds of households all died for their loyalty to the country.
Most of the soldiers were related to each other. When I heard Shang Bing's words, I immediately thought of my relatives, friends and soldiers who had died in the battle, and couldn't help crying. The local guardsmen and ordinary people were even more killed and injured, and they couldn't cry.
Some even fainted from crying.
Even the officers of the Zhongyuan Guard who were responsible for maintaining order around him couldn't help but burst into tears when they heard Shang Bing's words and saw the people crying around him.
After a while, Shang Bing finished reviewing the matter intermittently and said loudly: "Shaanxi Dusi, Shaanxi Xingdusi soldiers, those who are killed will be awarded a first-class medal, and those who are injured and disabled will be awarded a second-class medal.
One piece."
"Each Guzai will be rewarded with ten taels of silver and an ox."
Hearing this, Ji Xi, who was watching from the sidelines, raised his head: What a generous gesture! Of the 70,000 soldiers, 50,000 were killed in the battle, and the rest were all injured. This is equivalent to a reward of nearly 700,000.
Two taels of silver, 70,000 cattle! Just pay back the silver, how can he get so many cattle now?
Of course, Shang Bing would not stop to explain where his cows came from, and continued: "The soldiers in Yiwu City are all Gu's people. Anyone who has someone in his family killed in battle will be rewarded with a medal, ten taels of silver, and one cow."
Outside, all officials were promoted to one level and were rewarded with three feet of silk and satin."
"The people of Yiwu City will be given fifty acres of fertile land to each family, and they will not have to pay taxes for five years."
After talking about the pension, he finally said: "But I know that no matter how many rewards you receive, it can't make up for the pain of the soldiers' relatives, tribesmen, friends, and Paoze passing away."
"And all this is because Timur of Xilu led his troops to the east. It was he who ordered the attack on the city, which caused the death of the soldiers. Seeing my soldiers of the Ming Dynasty die one by one under the sword of Xilu, I was alone.
My heart is as sharp as a knife, and I wish I could eat his flesh and sleep on his skin."
"I swear here that I will defeat the Xilu, capture Timur alive, and avenge the Ming Dynasty soldiers who died in the battle!"
"Revenge!" The people present were incited by him, and many shouted loudly with red eyes. Even the soldiers from the Central Plains Guard who came to maintain order shouted together. For a long time, the Ming court and officials at all levels have been slandering the Tianfang Sect.
, coupled with their family feud during this period, everyone hated the country of Samarkand to the core.
After inciting everyone's hatred towards the Kingdom of Samarkand for a while, Shang Bing announced that he would officially begin to pay homage to the souls of the dead.
Shang Bing came down from the high platform, led his guards through the crowd, and went straight to the north gate of the city.
After a while, he walked out of the north gate and walked to the foot of a hill more than ten feet high five miles outside the north gate. Together with Song Sheng and others, he lifted a stone tablet and slowly placed it on the base that had been placed on the ground. The stone tablet was inscribed
There are four big characters on it: Wanan Cemetery.
After that, there was mournful music, but there were no gongs, drums, or monks and Taoists chanting sutras and incantations. Everyone present seemed to be infected by the atmosphere, and they all held their breath and looked ahead.
Suddenly, a weeping howl sounded in the sky. As the sound sounded, the mournful music that was playing also stopped. The guards of the Qin Prince's Palace lined up in a neat queue, carrying a mouthful of wine in groups of four.
The coffin was led into the cemetery by two drummers. The soldiers' boots beat on the newly paved stone road, and they walked slowly forward to the sound of slow drums. Suddenly, everyone present felt a strong sense of mourning and mourning.
The atmosphere was so sad that it was almost suffocating.
When these people came to a dug grave, they gently lowered the coffin and placed it in the grave.
"Raise the muskets and fire!" Following this order, hundreds of musketry soldiers standing at the edge of the cemetery simultaneously raised their muskets and fired into the air. The crisp sound echoed around the hillside, and there was silence all around.
In the silence, the mournful music was slowly played again. Following the mournful music, Shang Bing and the ministers of the Qin Dynasty walked to the tomb, picked up the shovel and began to cover the earth.
"At the moment of death, their souls have ascended to the Western Paradise." Master Fangsheng, the abbot of Yiwu Thousand Buddha Temple, said solemnly: "Buddha is welcoming them in the Paradise. We bid farewell to his body here.
Their souls are watching us in heaven..."
Countless people at the scene were so moved that they cried. Those whose relatives were killed in this battle were even more excited and burst into tears. Even the soldiers from the Central Plains Guard Station who were watching could realize that this was trying to win people's hearts, and they were moved and endured.
Keep wiping the corners of your eyes.
Even the Mongolians, Xifans and Jurchens who could not understand Chinese were infected by this atmosphere. Their original indifferent expressions had long since subsided, and they took off their hats and looked at everything solemnly.
Immediately, the remaining coffins were carried into the cemetery for burial by the soldiers of the Zhongyuan Guard Station who had already arranged. These people were still full of complaints when they were selected to do this. Many people shouted that they would pretend to have slippery feet and let the coffins fall.
They were on the ground, but at this time they were walking forward with tense faces and singing.
Many people looked at the coffin with envy as it was being covered with earth by Shang Bing's own hands. This was a prince who personally covered the coffin with earth for the little soldiers like them. Even in their wildest dreams, they would never dare to dream like this.
"This is not in accordance with the etiquette!" Ai Su, who came with him as the grain officer, couldn't help but said.
"So what if it's not in line with etiquette?" Sichengtang beside him said enviously: "If I can have such an event when I die, and have a prince bury the coffin for me, I will die without regrets."
Together with the civilians who died in the war, a total of more than 80,000 people died in the war. All of these people had to be buried in the cemetery. Thousands of soldiers were mobilized to carry thousands of coffins in the cemetery at one time for public sacrifice and burial.
The ceremony lasted for more than half a day and did not end until the afternoon.
At the end of the ceremony, everyone was very tired, not only physically tired, but also because the energy that had sustained them during this period was released, and they felt exhausted throughout their bodies. At the same time, the soldiers and civilians felt sad in their hearts.
Their feelings for each other also faded a bit, and they helped each other return to the inner city.
Shang Bing was also very tired. He had just covered more than 300 coffins with soil. Although there were others to share the load, he kept waving the shovel in his hand. At this time, both arms began to hurt.
But he couldn't rest now. After the public sacrifice was held, he had another thing to do. Shang Bing put down the shovel in his hand, moved his arms and said to the guards: "Ask all the military generals with more than a hundred households to attend this period."
Hitachi’s soldiers who have made great contributions go to Gu’s palace.”
The guard took the order and got off. Shang Bing moved his arms for a while and got into the carriage.
After a while, he returned to his palace and walked into the main hall. The generals who were discussing among themselves stopped talking and bowed to him and said: "I have seen your highness, you are a thousand years old!"
"All of you, dear friends, are exempt from courtesy." Shang Bing said: "You are all the great contributors to guarding Yiwu City. It is Gu who must salute you. How can I still allow you to salute Gu?"
"It is the duty of all ministers to hold on to Yiwu City. How can you say this to Your Highness?" Everyone's voices were not uniform, but they said almost the same words.
They are different from the ordinary soldiers and civilians just now. They are all people who hang out in the officialdom. Although the thoughts at the most critical moment in Yiwu City are the same as ordinary people, that time has passed now, and of course they cannot face His Highness.
Take credit.
Shang Bing smiled silently. He talked too much just now, and now he talks as little as possible. So he said briefly and concisely: "No matter what, you have all made great contributions to defending Yiwu City, Gu Yi has always been a meritorious one."
You must be rewarded and your mistakes must be punished, how can I not reward you?" Then he slightly raised his voice and said: "Song Sheng came forward to listen to the reward."
Song Sheng took a step forward and heard a eunuch open a royal order and said: "Song Sheng, the left prime minister of the Qin vassal, has commanded the soldiers to defend Yiwu City this time and has made outstanding achievements. I will be rewarded with ten pieces of silk and one pearl.
Ten horses. From now on, as long as the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty serves as Prime Minister in the Qin Dynasty for one day, he will eat a good salary."
He also said: "His Highness also rewarded the Prime Minister of Song with a handwritten letter with four words written on it: Loyalty and Courage. His Highness also said that he did not have the right to confer the title of Prime Minister of Song, but he had asked Your Majesty to grant the title of hereditary marquis to the Prime Minister of Song. However, His Highness has the right to do so.
He was granted a hereditary official position and a hereditary commander was given to the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty."
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness." Song Sheng immediately knelt down and said.
After that, other generals with meritorious service were rewarded one after another. Among them, Song Hu received the official position of a hereditary commander, which aroused the envy of everyone. Even if Song Sheng could not be granted the title of marquis, their family would still have three hereditary commanders, which is more than one.
The title is not much different. What's more, the emperor will most likely agree to the title. The Song family will make a lot of money this time.
After all the rewards were given to everyone, Shang Bing finally said: "This is just a reward for the soldiers who defended Yiwu City this time. After defeating the soldiers of the Xilu, I will reward you based on your merits. I hope that the soldiers will continue to work hard.
Make a great contribution."
"If someone can capture or kill Timur alive, protect him as a duke!"
