"Brother, I want to build a cemetery on the tomb of the fallen soldiers. Set up a monument and send people to guard it and offer sacrifices at all times."

Wu Nian turned around and said to Wang Gui.

None of the Han soldiers buried in Huanglong Mansion could be recognized.

Their names are all still on the book. But they are just cold names. This battle was tragic, and the entire team was killed.

There were even cases where all the soldiers from hundreds of households were wiped out.

People's faces and names don't match up.

The Han army did not bury their comrades one by one. They just dug a big pit and buried them collectively. If nothing was done, no one would remember them thousands of years later.

"Your Majesty, if you know the soldiers who died in the battle of Huanglong, you will definitely be grateful to your Majesty." 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 expressing my feelings."

Wu Nian shook his head, and then said: "Besides, I am not just a soldier who died in the Huanglong battle. I set up a monument and built a cemetery to commemorate all the Han people who died due to wars and plagues in the past ten years.

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"To a dead person, it makes no sense."

"But it's very meaningful to living people."

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

"The people who came later were able to use Chinese characters, speak Chinese, and wear Han clothes. Instead of being assimilated by the Mongolian Yuan and becoming barbarians."

"Remember the achievements of our ancestors, so that future generations will cherish everything they have and protect the achievements of their ancestors."

"Guard Liaodong."

Wang Gui was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said sincerely: "Your Majesty has a long-term plan."

Your Majesty is right, this cemetery, this stone monument.

Can advise the future.

This was just an idea. What to do specifically needed to be discussed. Wu Nian sat down and discussed the details with Wang Gui.

After a while, Wang Ji walked in from outside.

He changed into a set of clothes that didn't fit well. Wu Nian knew without asking that he had killed Qin Zhen's entire family.

Blood must have splattered on the clothes, so he changed into another set of clothes.

After Wu Nian felt pity for Wang Ji, a loyal man, and saw that he was haggard and in a daze, he asked a steady Ouchi guard to take him down.

Take good care of her and don't have any accidents.

Wang Xue is a man.

Wu Nian will be kept in mind, but people have to look forward.

He killed the whole family in Qinzhen, built an ancestral hall, and protected Wang Xue's youngest son. Wu Nian did everything he could. After settling everything, Wu Nian took Wang Gui and left the [Wang Gong Temple] and returned to Anding.

county.

And started preparations to build a martyrs garden and erect monuments.

The generals all agreed with this matter. The soldiers also felt the same way. When they heard about this matter, they all rushed to help.

Cut down trees and build ancestral halls.

They dug rocks out of the mountain and made a stone tablet weighing several tons.

Preparations are in progress in an orderly manner.

The cemetery has not been built yet.

The news from the north came back first.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Anding City, originally the palace of the prince, now the palace of the King of Han, in the main hall.

Wu Nian was sitting on the main seat in casual clothes, with a solemn face and a sparkle in his eyes. In addition to the eleven generals below, there were also Wei Polu who was listening.

Wei Polu's injury was not serious, and he was young and strong. He recovered quickly and is now full of energy.

However, he was usually a bit shy, standing behind Wei Ru, with his head slightly lowered. He could not see the fierceness and bravery on the battlefield at all.

"I didn't expect that the Battle of Huanglong would have such an unexpected harvest. After killing Chunyuan, ten thousand households, and almost annihilating eleven ten thousand households, they could also kill cattle across the mountains and kill Emperor Meng Yuan.

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Wu Nian was surprised.

This thing was completely unexpected.

Not in the plan.

"Your Majesty, take advantage of his illness and kill him. Not only is Meng Yuan's vitality severely damaged, but the emperor is also dead. This is an opportunity that cannot be missed. Please lead us to conquer Meng Yuan in one fell swoop."

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

He was the only militant in the last military meeting.

This time the military meeting was different.

Zhao Yanting stood up and said to Wu Nian: "Your Majesty, this is a rare opportunity. Please send troops."

"Your Majesty, I also agree to send troops this time." Long Qie also stood up and said with clasped fists.

And Yellow Tiger.

Of the eleven generals, four agreed to send troops.

Wu Nian was also a little moved, but he also had concerns. He was in a dilemma for a while. After thinking for a while, he raised his head and asked Wei Ru: "What do Princess Zhou think?"

During this period of time, Wei Ru was recuperating with peace of mind, and his injuries have improved greatly. His delicate face is white and rosy, and he is dressed in military uniform and has a heroic appearance.

She answered simply with her fists clasped: "Your Majesty, Emperor Mumba is not important. King Haida of Keton is important."

"The situation we encounter now when we send out troops will not be any different from the results of the last military meeting and deduction."

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

"Moreover, the Emperor Meng Yuan died, and the entire Meng Yuan Dynasty was in mourning. The mournful soldiers became more effective in fighting."

"The Slavic cavalry is still in the Mongolian territory."

"I think we should maintain the original plan and wait for other fighters."

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

Some people support Wei Ru, while others are undecided.

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

Let's keep it as it is.

The death of Emperor Mumba was an accident, but not a war opportunity.

If King Haida of Keton dies, he will have a real fighting chance.

What a pity, what a pity.

"Princess Zhou is right. Let's continue to wait for the opportunity." Wu Nian nodded, and then said: "Stop thinking about attacking Meng Yuan."

"Let's settle the matter at the Martyrs Cemetery first."

"Then train the new recruits, recharge their batteries, and restore their vitality."

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

"Otherwise, even if a fighter plane appears, we won't be able to catch it."

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

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

The imperial uncle and regent, King Haida of Keton.

He took control of the government in an orderly manner, restored his troops, built cities, and competed with the Slavs without retreating even a step.

Tough and dominant.

Long Qie, Zhao Yanting, and Huang Hu immediately changed their positions and became moderates again.

Of the main fighting faction, Feng Chong was the only one left.

The death of Emperor Mengba did not have much impact on the geographical structure. But it was a big improvement to the morale of the Han army and the people.

Battle of Huanglong.

Not only did we win, we also made the Emperor of Meng Yuan angry to death.

It's so cool.
Chapter completed!