The Qiu Death Army, which had conquered Jianfeng Mountain, and the Zhufeng Army, which had just ended a tragic battle, were both on the east bank of the Lianjiang River, watching across the Bingjiang River from the Spring Death Army.

The battlefield has been cleared long ago.

Carload after carload of corpses of the Qi army were transported back to the east coast.

The identities of the soldiers were confirmed one by one and their achievements were recorded by military Chinese documents. If they were too bloody and unrecognizable, they could be understood by comparing the missing soldiers in each team.

At this moment, a large open space was cleared on the east bank of Lianjiang River.

All the corpses of the Qi army gathered on the battlefield were piled here.

It was not that there were no casualties during the attack on Jianfeng Mountain. In three days, the whole territory of Fengjie Mansion was forced to change its flag, and a lot of lives were lost.

But not as many as today.

What is the scene like with more than 30,000 corpses piled together?

It is a silent mountain!

It is a body of flesh and blood, but it is also made of earth and rocks.

They are the broad swords and spears of the Da Qi Empire, and they are also the high walls and thick shields of the Da Qi Empire. The reason why this empire can achieve greatness and maintain glory is because they dedicated themselves.

They laid their own flesh and blood into a thick foundation, and then tall buildings rose from the ground.

Li Zhengyan was fully clothed in armor, and behind him were all the generals and deputy generals of the Zhufeng Army...

Including Li Fengyao and Li Longchuan, all of them had serious expressions.

The soldiers of the Zhufeng Army who were still alive formed many circles in silence outside the pile of corpses.

The crowd made way.

Accompanied by Yan Ping, Cao Jun came in armor.

The road slowly closed again.

The commander-in-chief of the three armies who led the battle against Xia moved very vigorously but very slowly.

He walked next to Li Zhengyan, stopped, and bowed deeply to the mountain of Qi soldiers. It represented the will of the entire Faxia Army and would not forget the sacrifices of these soldiers.

Time is up……

Li Zhengyan raised his palm and pushed it forward gently, as if saying goodbye.

Flames ignited on the corpse mountain, but he turned his head and looked at the sky in the distance.

This man, who had remained calm during the confrontation between the cavalry and took the lead on the battlefield, could not bear to look at him at this moment.

Tens of thousands of people are burning.

What burns is their corpses. What lights up is the night sky in a foreign country.

All those who fight for their country, all those who work hard for their families.

Their ashes will be taken back to their hometowns to give a little thought to those who lost them.

The fire is raging.

Li Fengyao, who had always been as cold as an iceberg, now opened his mouth and sang a war song.

The bloodstains did not affect her beauty. The firelight illuminated her beautiful face, blooming like frost flowers where her robe was buried.

The frosty voice floated in the night sky.

The sentimentality that cannot be frozen by frost is so touching.

Including Cao Jie, including Yan Ping, including Li Zhengyan who was looking far into the night sky, including all the soldiers of the Zhufeng Army present, they couldn't help but speak...

Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of soldiers sang together——

"Ugh!

A man who has gone east does not need to return!

If the sea wants to bury me, it will bury me.

It’s me who’s going to battle today,

It will be me who will bury the bones tomorrow,

How, how, how?

Are heroes the only ones in this world who can sing long songs?

I was born unable to see my father grieve!

After I die, I will shed tears looking at the empty land of my homeland!

Wrapping a body in horse leather is not a good death.

It's already yesterday that Prime Minister Bai knew this.

How, how, how?

Are heroes the only ones in this world who can sing long songs?

…”

Its voice is majestic, its voice is sad.

The songs floated on the east bank of the Lianjiang River, and soon war songs also sounded in the camp of the Qiu Sha Army.

"It's me who sets out on the expedition today,

It will be me who will bury the bones tomorrow,

How, how, how?

Are heroes the only ones in the world who can sing long songs?"

The song floated across the Lianjiang River, and then resounded throughout the vast Jiangyin Plain.

On such a night.

The great Qi war song surrounded Tongyang City.

…

On the tower of Tongyang City, the rest of the people dispersed.

After the National Defense Formation is opened, there are too many things to deal with. The transportation of Yuanshi, the garrison in various places...

Youping, Yuci, Linwu, Fengli, people are needed everywhere...

Even inside Tongyang City, there must be strong troops and generals stationed there. The soldiers' fighting spirit must be compromised and appeased, and the city's defenses must continue to be repaired and built...

Only Liu Xiyi and Xi Mengfu are still guarding here. One of them is in charge of the prime minister's national seal, and the other is in charge of the national division order. They are the key to the national defense formation... and they cannot escape easily.

It's just that this huge city tower is obviously extremely empty. There is one tower on the north and one on the south, but they are separated by a natural chasm.

The two have been feuding for a long time and had a big fight more than once or twice.

The last time we went to the palace to discuss matters, it was just more intense...

Last year, the Xi Meng Mansion led a team to the Yellow River Conference. When he came back, Liu Xiyi pointed his nose at him and scolded him, saying that he did not understand guidance and was damaging to the country's prestige. The Xi Meng Mansion was so angry that he said on the spot that he would like to see Liu Xiyi attend the conference next time.

What kind of guidance does this old man have?

With a halo of clear light in his hand, Liu Xiyi suddenly snorted from his nostrils: "It's your turn."

The soundproof array that covers the whole city is also very costly.

Xi Mengfu did not speak, but also extended his hand and took over the sound isolation array.

I wonder how long the Qi army will sing this war song?

Liu Xiyi sat down expressionlessly, leaning against the north corner and staring for a while.

But this old guy who could sleep soundly during the defense battle of Guiyi City could not sleep today.

He glanced at Xi Meng's house and suddenly said: "Hey!"

Xi Mengfu turned his head expressionlessly and looked at him.

The hot-tempered Prime Minister, who had always rolled up his sleeves and fought with others in the court, said with a straight face: "You apologize to me, and the matter between us will be settled."

Xi Mengfu looked at him quietly for a while, then uttered one word from his mouth——

"roll!"

Liu Xiyi suddenly jumped up and cursed: "You little bastard, how did you talk to me!? You are not big or small! When I was dressed in purple, you were still playing in the mud!"

However, Xi Meng Mansion ignored him at all and just looked outside Tongyang City, his expression gradually becoming serious.

Liu Xiyi cursed, looked outside, and murmured: "What are they doing?"

Xi Mengfu let out a long sigh, feeling depressed in the air and unable to dissipate for a long time: "They are... burying the corpse."

The Qi army outside Tongyang City was burying the bodies of Xia army soldiers.

Let them rest in peace...
Chapter completed!