Three Kingdoms: I ran for my life all the way, but was forced to become the master of this world!

Chapter 468

After Fa Zheng's words, Liu Jun pondered. The others did not speak, they knew that the Lord was in pain in his heart at this time.

Although it was a big victory, in Maling City, the Han army, the county soldiers, and the young and strong rebel army composed of the people, nearly 70,000 people, now there are only 7,000 left!

More than one of ten, what a fierce battle this is!

"Lord, the soldiers and young and strong people who died in battle have been registered, not a single person has been missed, and the wounded soldiers have also been treated. Now that the bodies have been cleaned up, the people have claimed some, and the rest are ready to be cremated and then buried, does the lord go to take a look? A moment later, Huangfuhong said.

"Let's go and send them off!" Liu Jian said in a deep voice.

"No!"

"Inform all officials, generals and soldiers to send them off!" Liu added.

"No!"

Huangfuhong hurriedly passed on Liu Jun's order, and when everyone walked out of Maling City, there was already a sea of people outside the city.

On the side of a mountain not far from Maling City, the corpses of the soldiers killed in battle were neatly placed here, densely packed and boundless.

The surviving seven thousand soldiers have already stood here in formation. In fact, before the order was transmitted, all the officials of Northland County, both near and far, rushed here. Tens of thousands of people in the city, men, women and children, all stood on the other side.

The bodies of the soldiers were surrounded by them all.

Tens of thousands of people gathered, but none of them spoke, only the whistling of the wind.

Cai Yan and Xiao He also came here with a group of people from the Taishou Mansion and followed Liu Jun.

On the hillside next to it, there are also some old people, children and women, who have found the bodies of their sons, husbands or fathers among the tens of thousands of corpses, and dug a pit to bury them separately. Next to the rest of the bodies, a pile of dry firewood was set up and prepared for cremation before burial.

Liu saw a woman in her fifties, dragging a corpse with a plank, and the soldiers next to her wanted to go to help her, but she refused. She stepped forward step by step, and not far away there was a small pit, apparently dug by her in advance, and with each step, a mark was left on the sand, covered in blood.

Liu Jun walked over gently, and Fa Zheng and other officials hurriedly followed.

When the old woman saw Liu Jun, she hurriedly knelt down to salute, and Liu Jun quickly stretched out her hand to help the old woman.

"Old people don't have to!"

"Old

man, this is your son?" Liu Qi asked.

Judging from the armor on the corpse, this person should have been a county soldier of Northland County before.

"He is the youngest son of the grass people, and he is twenty-five years old this year."

"That... So is there anyone else in your family?

The old woman shook her head and looked at Liu Jun and the officials.

Liu Jian found that this old woman was also strong, and she couldn't see too much pain and sadness on her face, nor did she have tears.

"Old man, did all your family members die in this battle?"

"Nope!" The old woman thought for a moment, "My husband was originally a hunter, and once when he was hunting, he encountered the Xiongnu soldiers going south and was killed. I have three sons, and in desperation, all of them are soldiers and food. The eldest son fought against the Qiang and died. The second son fought against the rebels of Beigong Boyu and died! When they died, my wife was in pain, crying, and shed many tears. The

old woman seemed to remember the past, and her face showed a sad expression.

Liu Jian wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't know how to speak.

"The youngest son San'er died in battle a few days ago, and my wife didn't cry because he died a worthwhile death!" The old woman's voice became a little louder, "To fight for the King of Han, it was the Xiongnu who fought it, and it was us people who protected it!" The Han army was at the head of the city, and so many people died, but they did not retreat. Why, it is because if we retreat, the scimitar of the Huns will cut at us people. San'er was originally only in charge of patrolling the city, and I let him go to the city. Others died in battle for the people of Northland County, crippled, he was also a soldier, and he was a native of Northland County, how could he hide behind. When the Xiongnu soldiers went south, if there was a Han king, there was today's Han army, then his father would not die!

"Old man, the imperial court is ashamed of you, and the people of Northland County!"

"King Han, bend the old body..." the old woman saluted Liu Jun, "I am happy today!" His father's revenge, San'er repaid, I heard the military master say, San'er killed three Xiongnu soldiers, made meritorious achievements, and the King of Han asked people to send me grain and money, enough for my wife to eat..." The

old woman finished speaking, and slowly put the body of his youngest son into the pit.

Standing in a higher position, Liu Jian looked at the solemn crowd and said loudly:

"My warriors of the Great Han, the people of Beidi County, everyone lying here today is our hero, and we must always remember them." It was they who blocked the Xiongnu iron horse with their lives and let Liu Leopard suffer a great defeat here. From then on, the Hun soldiers would never go south again. Even after decades, hundreds of years, they did not dare to go south. Mention our Han army, all foreign tribes will be terrified!

"The Han army is invincible!"

"Long live the Han Army!"

"Long live King Han!"

The tsunami-like voice of the mountain sounded.

Liu Jian waved his hand, and the shouting stopped abruptly.

"We will not forget them, nor will we forget their families. Their parents, the government will give them the end-of-life, and the children's government will raise them to adulthood. The injured will be cured, and the crippled government guarantees that they have food and drink, and will never let any of them be frozen and starved!

"Thank you Wangye!"

"Thank you Wang Ye!"

All the people, officials, and soldiers knelt.

"Everyone, please get up!" Liu Wei burst into tears.

These soldiers paid with their lives, and Liu Jun felt that what he promised was only to protect the life of his family, which was insignificant, but he didn't expect these people to be so grateful.

Who said that the people of this era are numb, how simple they are! These days of fighting with the Xiongnu, they cleaned up the city, treated the wounded, and at the most critical moment, they actually organized more than 20,000 rebels, and they were able to hold Maling City, they were indispensable!

"Let's see off the heroes and let them rest in peace!"

After Liu Jun finished speaking, Huangfuhong ordered the corpses of the soldiers to be carried to the pyre and then set on fire.

After cremation, the pit is filled with sand.

At this time, many people also came, some of them holding furniture, some directly using their hands, and also helping to fill in the land.

After a little over an hour, a new hill appeared.

"My great warriors, rest in peace!" Liu Jian said to himself, "One will achieve ten thousand bones!" "