Inside the hall, two scouts were kneeling. They were the two men in gray and white animal - skin hats who had "received the message". They quickly nodded and said, "Yes, they said to ask us to move the corpses back as soon as possible."
Qu Shilang's face was gloomy. "Were the corpses of our soldiers really made into a Jingguan?"
The men in gray and white animal - skin hats lowered their heads. "Yes, yes."
Qu Shilang gritted his teeth and looked at the Grand Chanyu. "Grand Chanyu, we should transport back the remains of the soldiers. They are all brave warriors who sacrificed themselves for Quzhao. We can't chill the hearts of the soldiers."
Meng Su was worried. "What if the Jinyang Army doesn't keep its promise and attacks us directly?"
Qu Shilang shook his head. "We can't launch an attack now, and neither can the Jinyang Army. I'll lead the men there myself."
Meng Su said worriedly, "General, what about your injury?"
Qu Shilang's facial muscles twitched. "It's okay."
Being wounded by Zhou Sui was a great humiliation to him.
He always thought that the Han people were weak. How could a Han general be better than him?
As a result, it was he who lost!
After pondering for a few moments, the Grand Chanyu agreed. "Their crossbows have a long range. We have to be on guard. Let the Han slaves move the corpses, and our men will provide support."
Meng Su added, "Choose Han slaves with families to prevent them from running into Lin County."
The Jinyang Army really didn't play by the rules. If they sent Han slaves without families, they might not come back.
Qu Shilang stood up and saluted. "We should act quickly. I'm afraid it will snow again in a few days."
Jiang Jin looked at the dense Quzhao troops and didn't know what to say. They had brought so many people just to transport the corpses.
Then she saw the Han commoners being driven over by the Quzhao soldiers. Obviously, the Quzhao Army was worried that she would take the opportunity to attack, so they sent the Han commoners to move the corpses.
The shivering commoners began to move the corpses with difficulty. The corpses were frozen and stuck together, making them very difficult to move.
Fortunately, the Quzhao Army had pushed a lot of handcarts over, so they didn't have to carry the corpses by themselves.
"What a pity," Zhou Sui sighed.
Jiang Jin understood what he meant. Zhou Sui was pitying these commoners. Those sent to move the corpses must have family members in the hands of the Quzhao people.
Otherwise, a large number of Han commoners could have been saved.
Qu Shilang, who was riding a horse and standing in the distance to provide support, had a gloomy face.
Not only had the remains of their Quzhao soldiers been made into a Jingguan, but most of them had also been stripped of their clothes.
It was a humiliation, an absolute disgrace!
He looked up at Jiang Jin and Zhou Sui standing on the city wall. His eyes were as sharp as knives, but he didn't say a word.
Because he found that in terms of taunting in battle, the Quzhao people really couldn't match the Jinyang Army. He wouldn't do something that would only bring humiliation to himself.
Jiang Jin curled her lips. The Quzhao general had good self - control.
The tense situation outside the city didn't affect the inside of the city at all. In Lin County, the military and the civilians were united as one, and they were enthusiastically repairing the houses.
It should be said that the Jinyang Army was helping the commoners in the city repair their windows and roofs. In short, they were helping to fix all the damaged parts.
An old woman, hunched over, was holding a bowl of steaming water. "Sir soldiers, have some water and take a rest."
The soldier who was helping in her house smiled and shook his head. "No need. This window will be repaired soon. Remember to buy oiled paper from the grocery store and paste it on. Otherwise, you won't be able to stand it when it gets colder."
The old woman was a bit nervous. "Thanks to your help. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do."
"However," her face showed hesitation. "Is that oiled paper expensive? I don't have much copper money on me."
She was wearing ill - fitting clothes, obviously stripped from the corpses. The inside of the house was also very simple, with almost no furniture.
There was only a clay pot and a few broken bowls in the kitchen, and there were coal cinders burning in the stove.
The coal cinders were obviously bought from the newly opened grocery store.
In the past few days, almost all the young and strong men had been cleaning the county and burying the corpses under the command of the Jinyang Army, and they didn't have time to go out of the city to cut firewood.
Moreover, it was so cold that the mountains were covered with snow, and it wasn't easy to cut firewood.
Working in the city, they could get paid and then use the money to buy daily necessities.
The soldier comforted her with a smile. "It's not expensive. You can go to the grocery store and ask. Are you the only one in your family?"
The old woman shook her head. "I have a son. He's been helping to bury the corpses in the mountains these days."
The soldier said, "Then you can ask your son to get some advance pay to buy some things for the family."
"By the way, I think the iron stove is very useful. You can consider buying one. It uses less coal than this stove," another soldier said.
"Alright," the old woman showed a smile on her face. "Our lord is a good person and our great benefactor."
She looked up at the Jinyang Army soldiers who were helping to repair her house, with envy on her face. She asked hopefully, "Are you still recruiting soldiers?"
The soldier was curious. "How many children do you have? How could you be willing to let your child be a soldier?"
She murmured, "One. A soldier in your army can have enough to eat and warm clothes to wear."
She wiped her tears. "You are all good people. I want my son to be a good person, a good person who can have enough to eat with dignity."
She had only been in the city for half a year, but these half - year had been like living in an abyss.
Because they refused to eat human flesh, they were forced to become someone else's food.
She didn't want to be someone else's food, and she didn't want her son to be either.
If her son became a soldier, he could have enough to eat without eating human flesh.
If he died in battle, he would be dying for the commoners and for the lord who saved their lives.
She would be sad and miserable, but she would also be proud.
After hearing what she said, the soldier shook his head. "With our lord here, your son can have enough to eat without being a soldier. You don't know yet, our Gofeng..."
Wang Tong listened to the conversation between the old woman next door and the soldier, feeling very complicated. This time, Lin County had really met a wise lord!
At first, when the Jinyang Army helped the commoners repair their houses, he didn't understand. He couldn't figure out why there was such a selfless army in the world.
Now he gradually understood.
It only took a few days for the commoners in the city to go from being afraid to accepting and then to supporting the Jinyang Army.
An army like the Jinyang Army, I'm afraid no commoner would not like or support it.
There was a small iron stove in the room, gurgling and boiling water, bringing a little warmth to this cold winter day.
"Your window is repaired," the soldier who helped repair the house said.
"Thank you, sir soldier. Why don't you come in and have some water? I've boiled some hot water," Wang Tong bent slightly.
The soldier looked at him. "You're welcome. No need. Are you alone?"
Wang Tong shook his head. "A few of us men without families live together for mutual support. They got the job of cleaning the streets today."
The soldier nodded. "This stove is useful, but you must keep the window open when you're burning the fire. Otherwise, you'll get poisoned."
Wang Tong nodded. "The shopkeeper reminded me when I bought the iron stove and honeycomb coal. Thank you, sir soldier, for the reminder. I'll be careful."
