Dorgon still did not send troops to attack. After Lu Haoshan left Sichuan from Qipan Pass, he arrived in Ningqiang Prefecture unimpededly.

As soon as he arrived at Ningqiangzhou City, Lu Haoshan saw devastated eyes. Looking around, he could either see broken walls or graves piled quietly on this land. A gust of wind blew, rolling up pieces of paper money scattered on the ground, adding a feeling of desolation.

If there is a spirit after death, would this be the most respected Governor of the underground soul in their hearts?

For some reason, Lu Haoshan was in a heavy mood, so heavy that he could not breathe, so heavy that he seemed to have an illusion: the land soaked in blood was on his feet, and Sun Xiong and other soldiers were not dead. He must have been calling his name loudly, and even there was an indelible smell of blood in the air. Looking at the collapsed city wall, the stones stained with blood and the graves all over the mountains, you can imagine the tragic situation of the night.

The crowd stood in front of Sun Xiong's grave, standing quietly. No one spoke for a long time. The scene was a bit touching. The atmosphere broke the silence until the appearance of an old face.

"I will meet you at the end." Lu Haoshan came and inspected the battlefield ruins of Ningqiangzhou. Yan Lin naturally came out to pay his respects.

When Nighthawk found Yan Lin, he naturally reported the information to Lu Haoshan as soon as possible. When talking about Yan Lin, Lu Haoshan knew about Yan Lin earlier than Li Dingguo. Looking at Yan Lin with a frustrated look on his face, it was hard to imagine the energetic Yan Changfeng, who was in memory, and he connected him with a strong sense of spirit. Lu Haoshan knew that Yan Lin was already disabled.

In the battle of Ningqiangzhou, it was not only his left hand that was damaged, but also his confidence and pride. If he could not get out of this shadow, then his life would be over.

After thinking about it, Lu Haoshan quickly helped him up and said with a remorse, "General Yan asked you to go deeper into the army alone. Just moving under the eyes of the Qing army, I am sorry to you, I am sorry to you."

"No, sir, it's our carelessness. It's the villain's fault that it's not. Please punish him severely." Yan Lin knelt down and cried bitterly.

This is not Yan Lin's pretentiousness. After this battle, he was worse than death. Now he is living a life of slack, and he does not want to let down his brothers' efforts and sacrifices. If Lu Haoshan executes him, Yan Lin will be grateful.

Lu Haoshan helped him up with a serious expression, saying, "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. You can't blame you for this matter. It is a wonderful achievement to be able to blow up the arsenal under such circumstances and not fall into the hands of the Qing army. If those arms fall into the hands of the Qing army, the consequences will be unimaginable. Not only will you not be guilty, but you will be rewarded."

After saying that, Lu Haoshan said loudly: "You have worked hard for Sichuan, been bleeding and wounded for Sichuan, and sacrificed for Sichuan. These Sichuan villagers will not forget them, nor will they forget them. It's just that one day I am my soldier, no matter what kind of person I am, I will be responsible for, I will raise the dead. I will never let the dead heroic souls not be able to live."

This was for Yan Lin and for the soldiers present, so that the soldiers had no worries and could work harder when they started a war.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, the soldiers present were moved, and there was a look of perseverance in their eyes. Many people raised their chests, and even Yan Lin was filled with tears when they heard this: In order to protect their reputation, many people would turn the blame on their subordinates when they failed and let them take the blame, but their own adults were on the contrary, taking the initiative to take the responsibility and protecting their subordinates behind them.

This is the person who deserves his life and loyalty. Many people present were moved at once.

Yan Lin knelt down suddenly and said loudly: "Sir, the younger one has a request, please help me."

"You said." Lu Haoshan said calmly.

The incumbents like to express generosity and ego in front of the people below, but this generosity and ego are also limited. If the requests made by the subordinates are too excessive, it will not be tolerated, such as what official he wants to be, how much treasure and fiefdom he needs, or the power of the incumbents, wouldn't that be a mess?

Therefore, Lu Haoshan did not agree immediately, but asked the other party to make a proposal first, depending on the other party's request, so he only said the word "you say" and did not agree or deny it. He left enough space to move forward and retreat freely, and also seemed generous.

Unfortunately, this scheming was a little in vain. Yan Lin said seriously: "Sir, I hope to keep the tomb for my brothers, but I will live a life of silence. Please help me."

"General Yan" Lu Haoshan said kindly: "I will not treat them unfairly. The person who recruits the tomb will have their own arrangements. You will go back to Chengdu and I will arrange a free position for you to make use of your remaining energy."

Facing Lu Haoshan's kindness, Yan Lin was not grateful and said stubbornly: "The villain's heart is dead. Please help me. Otherwise, the young one will kneel down forever."

Lu Haoshan did not say anything and signaled to the people on the side to persuade him. So Li Dingguo, Tang Qiang and others stepped forward to persuade him. Even Pubu followed Lu Haoshan and joined the ranks of persuasion. Unfortunately, Yan Linxin was as firm as iron and refused to let go. In desperation, she had to respond to his request temporarily.

Let’s talk about it when the people change their minds in the future.

After someone helped Yan Lin down, Lu Haoshan sighed and said, "What a great soldier, the Qing Dynasty owed us a blood debt."

After saying that, Lu Haoshan said with a ferocious face: "This blood debt, the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty must be repaid with the blood of their entire tribe."

Tang Qiang looked at the dense tombs and sighed: "I have to return home in glory, and I have to go home even if I beg for a long time. The fallen leaves return to my roots. Sir, after we return to victory, we can move the bones of these soldiers back to Sichuan."

The fallen leaves return to their roots. This is a Chinese nation’s propaganda. No matter where they wander, at the moment when their lives disappear, what they most hope to return is to return to the familiar ones and raise their own waters. Tang Qiang’s words were also kind.

When Lu Haoshan heard this, he suddenly remembered a poem by Gong Zizhen and chanted: "Loyal bones are buried everywhere in the green mountains, why do you need to wear horses and corpses? This great river and mountain cannot be buried in loyal souls. Let them rest here in peace, don't disturb their peace, and build this place into a cemetery, so that the brothers can still be together after death, and can also play a vigilant and educational role."

As soon as Lu Haoshan said this, everyone expressed their approval. After some discussion, a large-scale martyrs' cemetery took shape. After that, Lu Haoshan led his troops to pay homage to the public and then led his troops to continue moving forward.

"Sir, where are we going?" Li Dingguo asked curiously.

Lu Haoshan said without hesitation: "Dingjun Mountain" (to be continued...)

ps:  I have been preparing for the car test these days, and I have practiced driving every day, so I can only cut corners for a few days...

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