"Brother. I want to build a cemetery on the tomb of the fallen soldiers. I erect a monument and send people to guard it, and sacrifice it all year round."

Wu Nian turned his head and said to Wang Gui.

The Han army buried in Huanglong Mansion cannot recognize them.

Their names are still on the book, but they are just cold names. The battle is fierce, and all the teams are killed everywhere.

There were even hundreds of soldiers who died.

A person's face does not match the name.

The Han army did not bury their comrades one by one, but just dug a big pit and buried them collectively. If they didn't do anything, thousands of years later, no one would remember them.

"The king's kindness. In the battle between Huanglong, the soldiers who died in battle would be grateful to the king if they knew about it." Wang Gui bent down and said.

"No. I don't believe in ghosts and gods, and of course I don't care about the gratitude of the dead."

"I'm just talking about my feelings."

Wu Nian shook his head and said, "Besides, I am not just trying to kill Huanglong's soldiers in battle. I erect a monument and build a cemetery. It is to pay tribute to all the Han people who died due to war and plague over the past decade."

"It doesn't make sense to the dead."

"But it makes sense to the living."

"I want people in future generations to know that in these dark and difficult years, countless unknown people sacrificed their lives and shed their blood to expel the Tartars and restore Liaodong successfully."

"The people who later became famous can only use Chinese characters and speak Chinese and wear Chinese clothes and clothes. Instead of being assimilated by the Mongols and Yuan dynasties, they become barbarians."

"Only after remembering the achievements of our ancestors, we will cherish everything we have and protect the achievements of our ancestors."

"Protect Liaodong."

Wang Gui was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said sincerely: "The king is far-sighted."

The king is right, this cemetery, this stone tablet.

Can persuade the future.

This is just an idea, and what to do specifically needs to be discussed. Wu Nian sat down and agreed on the details with Wang Gui.

After a while, Wang Ji walked in from outside.

He changed into a suit that was not very suitable. Wu Nian knew that he had killed Qin Zhen's whole family without asking.

The blood must have splattered on the clothes before changing into the clothes.

After Wu Nian was very pity for Wang Ji, the loyal and wise man, and saw that he was haggard and looked dazed. So he let a steady inner guard take him down.

Take good care of yourself, no accidents will happen.

Wang Xue is a man.

Wu Nian remembers it in his heart, but people always have to look forward.

He killed the whole family of Qin Zhen, built a ancestral hall, and protected Wang Xue's youngest son. Wu Nian did everything he could. After settling down everything, Wu Nian took Wang Gui and left [Wang Gong Temple] with him and returned to Anding County.

And we set out to prepare for the establishment of the Martyrs' Garden and the erecting of monuments.

The generals agreed with this matter. The soldiers also empathized with it. When they heard about this matter, they were all rushing to do their best.

Cut down trees and build ancestral halls.

I opened the mountain to get the stones and made a stone tablet weighing several tons.

Preparations are in progress in an orderly manner.

The cemetery has not been built yet.

News from the north came back first.

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

Anding City, the palace of the princes, is now the palace of the Han King, in the main hall.

Wu Nian sat in the main seat in casual clothes, his face was solemn and his eyes were shining. In addition to the eleven generals, there were Wei Polu who were listening.

Wei Polu was not seriously injured, he was young and strong, and he recovered very quickly and was already full of vitality.

However, he is usually a little shy, standing behind Wei Ru, lowering his head slightly. He can't tell at all that he is fierce and brave on the battlefield.

"I didn't expect that the Battle of Huanglong would have such unexpected gains. After killing Chunyuan, ten thousand households, almost annihilated eleven thousand households, he could also fight cattle across the mountain and kill the Emperor Mengyuan."

Wu Nian was surprised.

This incident was completely unexpected.

Not in the plan.

"King. Take advantage of his illness and kill him. Now the Mongol Yuan is not only seriously injured in his vitality, but also the emperor is dead. It is the opportunity that cannot be missed. Please lead us to conquer the Mongol Yuan in one fell swoop."

Feng Chong's face turned red, he stood up and clasped his fists and said.

He was the only pro-war faction in the last military controversy.

This time the military discussion was different.

Zhao Yanting stood up and said to Wu Nian: "King. It's a rare opportunity. Please send troops."

"King. This time I agree with sending troops." Long Qi also stood up and said with his fists.

There is also a yellow tiger.

Four of the eleven generals agreed to send troops.

Wu Nian was also a little moved, but he was also worried, and was in a dilemma for a while. After thinking for a while, he looked up and asked Wei Ru, "What do Princess Zhou think?"

During this period, Wei Ru has been relieved to recover from her injuries, and her injuries have improved greatly. Her delicate face is white and red, and she is wearing military uniform and looks heroic.

She straightforwardly replied: "The King, Emperor Momba, is not important. King Haida of Certon is important."

"The situation we encountered when we sent troops will not be different from the results of the last military discussion and deduction."

"We will go deep alone and then fall into the quagmire of the Mongolian Yuan."

"And, the Emperor of the Mongols and Yuan dynasties passed away, and the Mongols and soldiers were even more combat-effective."

"The Slavs' cavalry is still in the territory of the Mongols."

"I think the original plan should be maintained and waiting for other fighter planes."

Wu Nian nodded, and then asked the other generals. Not all the rest supported Wei Ru or Feng Chong.

Some support Wei Ru, while others are undecided.

After everyone expressed their opinions, Wu Nian made a decision in his heart.

It's better to keep it true.

The death of Emperor Momba was an accident, but not a fighter.

If King Haida of Kerton dies, it will be a real fighter.

What a pity, what a pity.

"Princess Zhou is right. Let's continue to wait for the opportunity." Wu Nian nodded and said, "Don't always think about attacking the Mongol Yuan."

"First get the matters of the Martyrs' Cemetery."

"Then train the recruits, regain their energy and restore their vitality."

"Only when you are strong can you seize the fighter."

"Otherwise, even if the fighter plane appears, we will not be able to catch it."

Feng Chong was very dissatisfied and was about to speak. Wu Nian glared at him, but Feng Chong was still dissatisfied. He opened and closed his mouth and muttered in a low voice, but finally he endured it.

As time passed, more and more news came back from the north.

The emperor's uncle regent, King Certon Haida.

Control the government in an orderly manner, restore troops, build cities, compete with the Slavs, and never retreat without taking a step.

Tough and dominant.

Long Qi, Zhao Yanting, and Huang Hu immediately changed their position and became a stable party again.

The only soldier in the war was Feng Chong.

Emperor Mengba's death did not have much impact on the geopolitical structure. However, it was a great improvement in the morale of the military and civilians of the Han Dynasty.

Battle of the Yellow Dragon.

We not only won, but also angered the Emperor of the Mongols to death.

It's so cool.
Chapter completed!