Chapter 1559 Old General

Yun Zheng did not stay in Dingbei for too long.

After summoning the officials from Shuobei, Yun Zheng led his men away from Dingbei.

In order to squeeze out some time to visit the Martyrs' Cemetery and the Martyrs' Shrine, Yun Zheng specifically ordered his men to speed up the march.

Three days later, they arrived at the Martyrs' Cemetery.

Without Yun Zheng's order, everyone dismounted and followed Yun Zheng into the Martyrs' Cemetery.

"See Your Highness!"

At the gate of the Martyrs' Cemetery, Yu Hu and a few others saluted Yun Zheng with excitement on their faces.

Yun Zheng's gaze fell on Yu Hu.

This is the Ghost Eighteen Riders!

But now, they have all returned to their original names.

I gave them several choices at the beginning, and they finally chose to guard the Martyrs' Cemetery and the Martyrs' Shrine.

The cuff of Yu Hu's left sleeve was empty, just like Du Guiyuan in the past.

For a moment, he seemed to see his one-armed general Du Guiyuan.

"Everyone get up!"

Yun Zheng stepped forward to help Yu Hu up, and pinched his empty sleeves, "When it's cold, your hands should hurt, right?"

"It doesn't hurt!"

Yu Hu grinned.

Although they have permanently withdrawn from the sequence of the Ghost Eighteen Riders, their spirit is still there.

However, his gaze became much calmer, and the murderous aura in his body was completely restrained.

"It would be strange if it didn't hurt!"

Yun Zheng glared at Yu Hu and said, "Do you think I don't know this?"

When he was in Shuofang, Du Guiyuan asked him for wine because he was in pain.

Du Guiyuan was also the only person he specially approved to drink in the army!

"It really doesn't hurt..."

Yu Hu grinned and spoke insincerely.

Yun Zheng didn't say much, just patted Yu Hu's shoulder gently, "Let's go, burn incense first! After that, I'll tell you something!"

"Yes!"

Yu Hu accepted the order, "Your Majesty, please! Everyone, please!"

Led by Yu Hu, everyone entered the Martyrs' Cemetery.

Because it is managed by someone, there is no sign of weeds growing wildly in the Martyrs' Cemetery.

Over the years, the wooden plaques of the fallen soldiers in the Martyrs Cemetery have been replaced with stone tablets.

Compared to the original time, the scale of the Martyrs' Cemetery has expanded a bit.

This also means that more soldiers are buried in this land.

Yun Zheng raised his eyes and scanned the withered grave.

There are so many graves that you can't see the end.

"The noble spirit will last for thousands of years, and the loyal heart will shine for thousands of years..."

The words that Emperor Wen left at the Martyrs' Cemetery in the past appeared in Yun Zheng's mind involuntarily.

I hope that future generations will not forget these heroes who fought for their country.

Yun Zheng sighed silently in his heart and bowed silently towards the withered grave.

Seeing this, everyone followed suit and bowed.

After that, it was normal worship.

Yun Zheng did not say anything sentimental, he just silently lit the incense and candles and burned paper money.

Then he took a jar of wine from Lin Ji and scattered it on the land.

Looking at Yun Zheng's solemn expression, and then at the withered grave, Qin Pu couldn't help sighing in his heart.

They deserved to lose!

Not unfair at all!

This martyrs' cemetery alone should make them feel ashamed.

Yun Zheng respects these soldiers who fight for Daqian so much, how can the soldiers of Daqian not fight for them to the death?

After completing the worship, Yun Zheng took Yu Hu to the side.

"Do you still want to go to the battlefield?"

Yun Zheng asked straight to the point.

"what?"

Yu Hu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yun Zheng with surprise, "Your Highness, are you still willing to let me go to the battlefield?"

"As long as you want to!"

Yun Zheng said solemnly: "In the future, the way of war will gradually change. Even if one hand is cut off, we can still conquer the world!"

Although this is their own choice, it is still a bit of a waste to let these meritorious people guard the Martyrs' Cemetery.

Of course, if they wanted to return to peace, he would not force them.

"The villain is willing!"

The fire in Yu Hu's silent eyes ignited again and he nodded heavily.

"Okay, then you should go to Xinjin and report to Zhao Liuliang immediately!"

Yun Zheng didn't say anything more, "You don't have to participate in the expedition to Yu Country this time, just follow and learn!"

"Yes!"

Yu Hu obeyed the order loudly.

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After leaving the Martyrs' Cemetery, Yun Zheng and his companions went to the Martyrs' Shrine to pay their respects.

It was not until the next day that they rushed to the horse-grassland.

Du Guiyuan's tomb is still there.

This tomb was much larger than the one they had just built for Du Guiyuan.

There are still a lot of ashes of incense and candles in front of the tomb, proving that many people came to worship Du Guiyuan.

After a simple worship, Yun Zheng dismissed his attendants and sat down in front of Du Guiyuan's grave. He slowly untied the wine bag from his waist, poured some on Du Guiyuan's tombstone, and took a sip himself.

"I'm going back to the Imperial City. I'm afraid I won't have much time to visit you in the future."

"Let me have a drink with you!"

"I don't know when I'll be able to drink with you next time."

"The Blood-Cloaked Army has always been here, and will always be here! Moreover, they must be the elite among the elite..."

Yun Zheng stared at Du Guiyuan's tombstone, as if he was talking to an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

Looking at Yun Zheng sitting alone in front of the grave, Qin Pu couldn't help but feel secretly curious.

The person who could be worshipped by Yun Zheng alone must be someone extraordinary.

"Who is this Du Guiyuan?"

Qin Pu asked Qin Qihu in a low voice.

"He is the founder of the Bloody Army."

Qin Qihu replied: "I was killed in a battle with the Great Chanyu of the Northern Huan Hujie..."

Qin Qihu has experienced countless battles.

But he still believes that the battle that took place here was the most brutal.

That was also their most dangerous battle.

Even the battle in which Yun Zheng and Jia Yao were forced to jump off a cliff by the northern barbarians was not as brutal as this one.

If Du Guiyuan had led his troops across the river in the cold weather to provide support, he might have been killed in the battle.

In fact, Yun Zheng has always wanted to train Du Guiyuan as his deputy.

If Du Guiyuan had not died in that battle, he would at least be a general guarding a region now.

Listening to Qin Qihu telling him about Du Guiyuan, Qin Pu was once again filled with emotion.

As they were talking, Lin Ji came running over and said, "General Qin, our people just met a few herdsmen, and they said that Gao Shizhen seems to be dying. Do you want to go over and talk to His Highness?"

Qin Qihu heard this and immediately glared at Lin Ji with his eyes wide open, "Why don't you go yourself?"

This bastard!

I've learned bad things by following His Highness!

Knowing that Yun Zheng didn't want to be disturbed at this time, he didn't dare to offend Yun Zheng and come to harm himself.

"Am I not afraid that Your Highness will beat me?"

Lin Ji smiled embarrassedly.

"So I'm not afraid, right?"

Qin Qihu was unhappy, "I'm thick-skinned and thick-fleshed, so I deserve to be beaten, right?"

Lin Ji gave a dry laugh and stopped talking immediately.

"If I'm going to get beaten, I'm going to beat you up!"

Qin Qihu gave Lin Ji a fierce look, but still walked towards Yun Zheng.

Although Yun Zheng and Gao Shizhen had a grudge, that was many years ago.

Gao Shizhen had also been left on the horse-grazing grassland by Yun Zheng for several years.

After all, he still had the reputation of a great scholar. Now that he was dying, he would definitely have to talk to Yun Zheng...