Chapter 89: Belated Glory

"King, please get up quickly!" Zhou Yang could fully understand Zhao Tuo's mood.

Zhao Tuo was the last member of Qin Shihuang's 500,000-strong army in the southern expedition, and was also the commander of that army. He had a special relationship with the southern expedition of Qin. Over the years, he has been committed to collecting the ashes of Qin's expedition of Qin's expedition in order to return their souls to their hometown.

This is the last wish of the Qin army in the southern expedition. However, due to the destruction of the Qin Dynasty, the subtle relationship between the Han Dynasty and the Nanyue was between ministers and unjust, which made this last wish not come true for a long time.

Now that Zhou Yang promised to help accomplish this, Zhao Tuo's excitement is far beyond description. It was a wish of more than 60 years. Anyone would be as excited as Zhao Tuo.

"Thank you, Marshal!"

Qin Yi and a group of black-clad Qin Wei knelt behind Zhao Tuo and kowtowed to Zhou Yang.

They are descendants of the Qin army, and Zhao Tuo's wish is the wish of their ancestors and their wishes.

"Dongdong!"

Qin Yi and a group of black-clad Qin Wei knocked heavily on the cold ground, knocking one after another and three times, and I don’t know how many heads I knocked in one breath.

"Everyone please get up quickly, please get up quickly!" Zhou Yang was a passionate man. He could fully understand their mood and hurriedly helped Zhao Tuo up: "King, this is what I should do, there is no need to do this!"

Zhou Yang was the commander of the army. If he and Zhao Tuo were in a different place, he would do the same thing as Zhao Tuo, and would spare no effort to collect the ashes of the soldiers in the southern expedition and try every means to make their souls return to their hometown.

In the war with the Huns last year, many Han soldiers died in battle. Zhou Yang always dreamed of the dreams of fighting with them. He was concerned about them and would never forget them for the rest of his life. That kind of feeling was cast with blood and fire and would never be erased.

Zhao Tuo stood up happily and said with a smile: "Master, I understand now why you can defeat the 500,000 Huns. For nothing else, you dare to act! Brothers are willing to live for you and die for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, Qin Wuhui and others kept nodding and agreed loudly. Even Qin Yi nodded, and his eyes looked at Zhou Yang very differently. He was no longer as cold as he had just now, but his eyes were full of admiration.

Zhao Tuo is right. Since Zhou Yang led his troops, he has kept his word and has not yet been able to speak without saying anything. With this point, it is enough to gain the morale of the army and be loved by the soldiers. As long as Zhou Yang gives the order, he will go up to the mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire, and the soldiers will do it without hesitation.

"The king is too rewarded!" Zhou Yang smiled humbly and glanced at Qin Wei in black. They were full of friendship with Zhou Yang and no longer had the coldness he had just now.

It is Zhao Tuo and the descendants of these Qin army that return to their hometown is the greatest wish of Zhao Tuo and these Qin army descendants. However, Zhou Yang wants to go further and let their merits be announced to the world, and anyone will be grateful.

Zhou Yang gained the favor and sincere support of the soldiers of the South Vietnamese after just a few words. This is much more effective than the glorious words.

This matter is decided, and there is no need to stay here again. Zhao Tuo asked Zhou Yang and the others to go back to the palace. Zhou Yang and Zhao Tuo went back together. Zhu Maichen whispered in Zhou Yang's ear: "Master, how do you write this memorial?"

From a national point of view, it is necessary to let the Qin army’s merits be announced to the world, after all, it is a grand event in China.

However, it was not difficult to ask the emperor of the Han Dynasty to recognize the contributions of the previous dynasty. Although it was a grand event in China, the Qin Dynasty cursed the descendants as being tyrannical and violent. If Emperor Jing admitted the merits of the Qin army, it would be like overturning the case for the Qin Dynasty, which would attract countless people's arguments and accusations. Emperor Jing had to weigh them carefully.

"Writing memorials is the main accountant's business." Zhou Yang smiled and gave up.

"You..." Although Zhu Maichen was extremely talented, it was still very difficult to convince Emperor Jing, and his eyebrows were furrowed together.

When he returned to the palace, Zhou Yang asked someone to send him a pen and ink and asked Zhu Maichen to write a memorial. Zhu Maichen knelt on a short table, held his pen in his hand, and drank it with thick ink, but the pen stopped in the air and couldn't write it for a long time. It was not for anything else, because this memorial was too difficult to write.

Zhao Tuo saw it and raised his eyebrows, feeling a little disappointed. It was not that he did not believe in Zhou Yang, but that this matter was too difficult. To make Emperor Jing recognize the merits of the Qin army, there must be a complete reason, and a great righteousness is not enough.

"Chief, write this way." Zhou Yang smiled and said his meaning.

"Success! It will definitely be successful! The emperor will definitely be accurate!" Zhu Maichen's eyes shone in his eyes, and the pen that was parked in the air fell down. The pen was like a dragon and a snake, and he finished writing in one breath.

Zhou Yang took it and praised: "The chief clerk is so talented! His glorious words!"

Zhu Maichen’s article is beyond words. This memorial is both reasonable and profound and touching.

After Zhao Tuo saw this, he sighed and said, "After this report, the emperor will definitely be accurate! It will definitely be accurate!"

He believed that Zhou Yang would do his best, but whether it could be done was up to Emperor Jing to decide. Although Emperor Jing was the king of the Ming Dynasty, after all, there was a difference between Qin and Han dynasties, the difficulty was not a little bit, it was very large. The memorial was full of reasons and the interests were analyzed clearly, Emperor Jing would definitely be accurate.

Zhou Yang immediately sent someone to Chang'an. By the way, Cheng Buzhi sent an order to stop advancing and collect the land nearby and the Nanyue army.

In Panyu, Zhou Yang is enough. Li Guang and Cheng Buzhi don’t need to lead their troops to come. It is a good idea to collect the land nearby.

"Come on, hold a banquet!" Zhao Tuo was in a good mood and whispered.

"Slow!" Zhou Yang's face sank, his eyes were like a sword, and he asked, "Master, where is Guo Jie?"

"Guo Jie?" Zhao Tuo knew how much Zhou Yang hated Guo Jie, and waved his hand and said, "Bring it up."

Qin Yi hurriedly took a few black-clad Qin Wei to take Guo Jie.

"Master, how do you deal with Guo Jie?" Zhao Tuo was a little curious.

"I want him to live rather than die!" Zhou Yang said word by word, his anger was so angry, his eyes wide open, his hair stood upside down, his murderous aura was full of murderous aura, and his aura was relaxed, just like an ancient ferocious beast.

"This..." Zhao Tuo was surprised when he saw Zhou Yang's momentum. How many heads would he have to be cut off to have such a heart-pounding murderous aura.

Guo Jie's wrist veins and tendons were broken, and they were already disabled. Qin Wei in black was slapped like a dog dragging him to death.

"Guo Jie!" Zhou Yang gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, his eyes were like swords, staring at Guo Jie.

"Zhou Yang!" Guo Jie's teeth were chewed, and he wanted to rush up and bite Zhou Yang and eat him. His eyes widened, and the corners of his eyes cracked, and blood oozed out.

This is a pair of enemies and enemies, although this is the second time they meet. The first time they meet is in Suiyang, Zhou Yang is under the city, and Guo Jie is on the top of the city, and he just takes a quick glance.

When the enemies meet, they are extremely jealous. You stare at me, I stare at you, wishing to tear the other party and eat it. Although Guo Jie is abolished, he is a hero in the world, a man who is used to being domineering and domineering. He has good courage and is not afraid of Zhou Yang.

"I want to cut you into pieces!" Guo Jie roared.

"I want you to die than to live!" Zhou Yang roared.

Zhao Tuo, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, Qin Wuhui, Qin Yi and the others looked at the two of them, and were so surprised that they couldn't even speak. They had seen someone who was so resentful, but they had never seen someone who was so resentful.

"Tie him up!" Zhou Yang said the order and began to roll up his sleeves, with red eyes, as if the butcher was about to slaughter pigs and dogs.

"Guo is on the sword and the sea of ​​fire, and his brows will also frown. If you have the ability, just use it. If you snort, Guo Jie will be a turtle bastard!" Guo Jie was not afraid at all and roared at Zhou Yang.

"Hmph!" Zhou Yang snorted coldly, full of resentment. Gongsun He and the others heard it, as if thunder sounded in their ears, and they couldn't help but feel excited. Zhou Yang got angry, that's a big deal. Guo Jie was offended.

"Get a pig-killing knife!" Zhao Tuo ordered and said to Zhou Yang: "Master, such a traitor and evil person, he would look up to him with a sword. Just use a pig-killing knife."

This is an insult to Guo Jie and a rank of pigs and dogs.

Guo Jie was a hero from the world and was highly respected. He actually made Zhao Tuo a pig or dog. Guo Jie really felt cowardly and shouted at Zhao Tuo: "Old man!"

"No need." Zhou Yang rejected Zhao Tuo's proposal: "Just take a piece of dry bamboo."

"Bamboo?" Zhao Tuo and the others were surprised, but no one asked. Zhao Tuo ordered, and soon the soldiers brought a piece of dried bamboo.

Zhou Yang took it in his hand, stared at Guo Jie, and said, "Guo Jie, if you don't beg for mercy, you will be able to do it!"

"Haha!" Guo Jie didn't take a piece of bamboo seriously: "Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang, you underestimate Guo too much. No matter how hard you are, Guo is not afraid!"

Guo Jie licked blood on his head, rolled in the world all his life, killing countless people, and I don’t know how many dangers I have experienced. His bones are very hard. Even if the knife is held on his neck, he will not frown. What can a piece of bamboo do to him?

Although Zhao Tuo and the others did not say it, they also agreed with Guo Jie's words in their hearts.

Zhou Yang didn't say much, pulled out the ring-headed knife and started to cut it. He has been in the army for almost two years, and has experienced fewer than a hundred battles and dozens of battles. This sword technique has been perfect, with a shiny sword, and a piece of bamboo stick two or three inches long was cut out for him.

Zhao Tuo and the others originally thought that Zhou Yang would cut out a bamboo stick about a foot long to deal with Guo Jie, but unexpectedly, it was a bamboo stick three or two inches long. For Guo Jie, it was just a tickling. Is this useful?

Guo Jie saw it and a trace of confusion flashed through his eyes. With his understanding of Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang would not do anything useless. What is Zhou Yangan's intention? Then he thought, would his famous hero surrender to such a short bamboo stick? What a joke!

"Hmph!" Guo Jie snorted coldly with disdain.

Zhou Yang held the bamboo stick tightly and stabbed Guo Jie's chest. The bamboo stick was sharp and thin, extremely sharp, and easily penetrated into the meat, but it was not deep into the meat. It was only a few minutes, not even an inch.

"Come on, come on!" Guo Jie shouted arrogantly.

For him, this little injury was not even tickling.

Zhao Tuo and the others kept shaking their heads. Zhou Yang was really, so many tortures were not used. Is it useful to Guo Jie to use a piece of bamboo stick?

"As you wish!" Zhou Yang stabbed Guo Jie's chest again.

He kept stabbing and stabbing dozens of times, and Guo Jie's chest was covered with wounds. Although the flesh was not deep and it was all skin trauma, dozens of wounds were not just a joke. Guo Jie's arrogance was gone, and cold sweat kept oozing from his forehead.

"Arrogant! Aren't you very awesome?" Zhou Yang slapped Guo Jie in the face and sarcastically sarcastically.

"Sister!" Guo Jiezhi twitched coldly.

"I stab you a thousand times a day, and I want you to live or die!" Zhou Yangyun said calmly.

The human body is so big, and if it is poked after a thousand strokes, it is not all the whole body is injured? What a torture it is.

Not to mention, it’s still a thousand times a day, so is it worthless?

"You are so cruel!" Guo Jie was afraid even though he was bold. That sin was not something that humans could bear. Do he dare not be afraid?

"Afraid? Are you afraid now?" Zhou Yang scolded, and kept sneering, "How many people have you killed? How many innocent people have become the dead souls under your sword? Nangong didn't call you or provoke you, do you want to be unfavorable to her? Why are Ling'er innocent? You want her to die? Your crime is unforgivable!"

Zhou Yang had only stabbed him for more than two hundred times, and Guo Jie kept screaming.

After four or five hundred times, Guo Jie couldn't even scream.

However, Zhou Yang was still stabbing. That was not punishment, that was abuse. Guo Jie was bloody, like a bloody man.

Zhou Yang poked a thousand times and then stopped: "One thousand times today is enough, and we will continue tomorrow. Come, make a basin of hot water, add some salt, and clean it for him."

"Oh my God!" Zhao Tuo and the others felt a chill on their backs.

Guo Jie was so scarred and washed with salt water, that would be more than the pain in purgatory.

"Don't worry, cleaning him with salt water can prevent the wound from getting inflamed and suppurating." Zhou Yang clapped his hands and cleaned his bloody hands and said, "Send a doctor with good medical skills to treat him. Keep him with delicious food and drink, so he can't die."

Who dares not to follow Zhou Yang’s instructions?

The salt water was brought, and the soldiers used cloth to clean Guo Jie's wounds. Guo couldn't help but struggle, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even scream. His face turned pale, and he could only twist and twist.

After making trouble with Guo Jie, Zhou Yang went to Zhao Tuo’s banquet. The banquet was very lively and there was constant laughter and no need to make detailed statements.
To be continued...