After the war, the battlefield was in a mess, and all kinds of smells were skewed together, which was quite unpleasant.

The accompanying baggage soldiers began to clean the battlefield.

"So many corpses!"

The place where the Goryeo people left the most corpses was the archers... they piled up like mountains.

An old man muttered, "Most of them are cut off with one knife. Look, this hand is gone, this foot is gone, and the head is gone... This is even more miserable, and it has become two pieces from the waist. Mo Dao's hand is too ruthless."

A young man asked him, "How did this Modao come up?"

The old master thought for a while, "I remember that there were many infantry soldiers in the Tang Dynasty, but how should infantry stop the enemy cavalry? The spear is of course good, but Li Weigong felt that it was not enough, so he got the Mo Dao out, tsk! This Mo Dao is too powerful, but it requires a great man to dance."

As soon as he came from afar, he saw a group of prisoners digging a pit, and asked, "Why are you digging a pit?"

The general who supervised the captives said, "I have seen Duke Wuyang, if these corpses are not buried, they will cause epidemics."

The old man looked up and squinted his eyes at Jia Ping'an.

Jia Ping'an said: "No need, summon these prisoners."

Thousands of prisoners were summoned together.

"Who is that?" someone asked in a low voice.

"It's that Wuyang Gong."

Suddenly there was noisy.

"It's just that he defeated the too great envoy?"

"Yes, the messenger ran away."

"Quiet." The general shouted.

Jia Ping'an looked at the prisoners and said, "Tell them that the pile of corpses is just right, and the digging of soil can be used..."

The generals under Jia Ping'an were behind.

Wang Shenghu of Zuo Yu Houjun asked, "What is Wuyang Gong doing?"

There was a knife mark on Deng Guan's face, and the wound was slightly opened, looking quite cunning.

"Mr. Wuyang is afraid he will return to his old career."

Wang Chong, the leader of the left wing, was stunned, "What does it mean? Does it..."

Deng Guan's face was so painful that it hurt even more when he spoke, and he lowered his voice.

"Build the Jingguan."

Wang Shenghu's face turned pale, "Yeah, I killed countless people, I never feared these, but I still tremble when I heard Jingguan. Wuyang Gong... Sure enough, even killing people is better than me."

"What are you doing here? Why don't you hurry up and sort out your subordinates?"

Deputy Chief Manager Li Fucheng came, looking dissatisfied.

Deng Guan pointed at Jia Ping'an's side.

"What does it mean?" Li Fucheng looked over.

"ah!"

At this time, the prisoners suddenly screamed.

Li Fucheng said in wonder: "What are they afraid of?"

The Tang Dynasty did not have the habit of killing prisoners.

The prisoners were pale and some knelt down slowly.

"What did they say?"

Li Fucheng asked.

"Wuyang Gong wants to build Jingguan. They say that the souls of those who died in battle will not be able to rest, and the gods will blame them..."

Li Fucheng stepped forward and advised, "Duke Wuyang, this kind of thing hurts the sky and...it's buried."

"Isn't the enemy's souls our purpose?" Jia Ping'an felt that these people's thoughts were a little rigid. "As for the blame for the gods, if the gods of Goryeo blamed them, the gods of the Tang Dynasty would naturally protect me..."

This man was so fierce... Li Fucheng sighed: "If the gods don't bless..."

Jia Ping'an's expression gradually became cold, "If the gods do not protect me, I will not be afraid. Goryeo used the corpse of a Han'er to build a Jingguan. The ancestors said that the ten generations of hatred can be repaid. Even the people know that the responsibilities of a soldier are forbidden... What is the responsibility of a soldier? Protect the country! If the country is not repaid, why do you become a warrior! Why do you become a Han? How do you become a man!"

Li Fucheng was shocked.

Jia Ping'an pointed to the sky and said, "The men who died in battle were looking at us. I swore that when I attacked Goryeo, I would build Jingguan every battle. When they heard this, they would definitely follow me..."

Li Fucheng looked up and took a look.

The sun was covered by a layer of dark clouds, and the dark clouds surged up and down, looking like countless troops...

Jia Ping'an said solemnly: "Build a Temple of Jing!"

Li Ji was patrolling and was silent when he saw this.

A civil servant said: "Duke of Britain and Duke of Wuyang are fighting hard and the command is determined, but this is the case... I think I should be more cautious, after all, I have to fight to Pyongyang next. Building Jingguan will make the Goryeo people share the same hatred of the enemy."

Li Ji did not explain and said lightly: "Even if His Majesty does not allow it today, he will take his subordinates to carry the corpse..."

The civil servant was stunned, "This man actually... actually..."

Li Ji said: "In life, you must have ideals."

Is it ideal to build Jingguan? The civil servant felt that his forehead must have been stuck in a crack in the door.

Jingguan stood tall and not far from Yalu Water, and Jia Ping'an actually made a stone tablet.

“What did he write?”

Li Jizai was discussing matters with the generals, while discussing matters, he watched Jia Ping'an write quickly.

"Ahon, I'll go and have a look."

Li Jingye ran over.

According to the principle, there are no relatives in the army, but Li Jingye...haha! No one questioned it.

Li Jingye ran back again.

"It must be a poem, right?"

Li Jingye said: "Nanyue killed Han envoys and slaughtered them into nine counties. King Wan killed Han envoys and Beique of Tou County. Korea killed Han envoys and immediately killed them. Only the Huns were Wei Er."

Everyone was silent.

A scholar who has been well-educated in Li Ji knew the source after a moment of thinking.

"This is the biography of Su Wu written by Bangu of the former Han Dynasty. The Huns tried every means to make Su Wu surrender. Su Wu scolded the people with righteousness... Only the Huns are not yet proud, and they are so arrogant!"

Thinking of Su Wu's steadfastness and heroism back then, Li Ji couldn't help but be fascinated by leisurely.

Gao Kan said quietly: "Nanyue, King Wan, and the Korean envoy killed the Han envoy, and then killed it. The heroic spirit of the former Han Dynasty still makes people remember it. Today, the Tang Dynasty is in its prime, how should we deal with these things? Only the Huns are not! I know the intention of Duke Wuyang... Goryeo is a disaster to the Central Plains, and there is even more bone-cutting hatred. If it is not killed, how can our martial artists face those souls? Why do they claim to be prosperous?"

Li Ji nodded, "Good!"

After Jingguan was completed, Jia Ping'an stepped back dozens of steps and admired his works.

"good."

He was very satisfied.

Pei Xingjian appeared quietly, and was shocked to see Jingguan.

"Duke Wuyang, those surrendered soldiers are crying."

As a child of Pei, Pei Xingjian was not afraid of killing, but the first time he saw Jingguan still gave him a great impact.

The prisoners knelt in front of the Jingguan stone and howled. The huge Jingguan seemed to be a hideous devil, who chose people to eat...

Jia Ping'an turned around and smiled, "It is our responsibility to make the enemy cry."

Pei Xingjian was stunned and nodded, "This is very true."

The army immediately repaired.

Many craftsmen and civilians came to the other side, and the materials were piled up like mountains...

"This is to prepare to build a wooden bridge."

In the future, countless food, supplies, and personnel exchanges are required, and a permanent bridge is needed.

Jia Ping'an shook his head, "Who is the civil servant?"

Pei Xingjian said, "It was called."

"Stop it!"

Jia Ping'an cursed: "There are surrendered soldiers in front of you. Why do you still need the people of the Tang Dynasty to be hard labor? It's so cold that you can freeze to death if you accidentally fall into the water... Go and ask the host there how much labor it takes, and double the captives to him."

Well!

Li Ji called him and said helplessly: "You... have always been imprisoned to prevent the surrendered soldiers from causing trouble. If you let them go, you have to be stared at them..."
To be continued...