Chapter 502 Send the Dead Soul (2)

Someone knocked his head on the ground, making a thud and shouted again, "Long live the emperor!"

Just because the emperor still remembers them, this makes them feel very grateful.

Zhao Dongting walked up, personally helped the old man kneeling in front up, and said, "Please get up, everyone."

The old soldiers stood up, some cried in tears, and some were red.

Behind them, Wen Tianxiang, Zhang Jue, Yue Peng and others got off the boat one after another, holding urns in their hands.

In the battle of Guangxi, nearly twenty generals, such as the commander commander of each army, the deputy commander commander, and the Du Yuhou, were killed in battle.

Except for Li He, the capital of Tianwei Army who committed suicide by drinking poisonous wine in the Hanjin Prison, and Deng Zijia, the deputy commander of Tianwei Army, the ashes of the other fallen generals were brought back to Hikkang.

Even Zhao Dongting, all the civil and military officials, generals, soldiers and soldiers of the Song Dynasty had white silk belts on their shoulders.

The old soldiers looked at the names written on these urns, and each looked complicated.

Every time the emperor comes back, he brings good news, but he also brings these urns back.

Although they were disabled, they were undoubtedly much better than those soldiers who died.

After waiting for all the soldiers on the warship to get off the ship and line up the military formation, Zhao Dongting pulled out Zhanlu from his waist, raised it high, and shouted: "All the soldiers, send the heroes!"

The sound of horns in the army sounded.

Zhao Dongting walked in the front, Wen Tianxiang and others followed behind with their urns, and the army headed towards the palace on the hilltop of the island.

The army seemed to have a very sad aura floating on its head.

Some people couldn't help but swallow more again.

Among those soldiers who fell, there were their brothers and relatives, and they also had their brothers as their superiors.

The martyr's monument still stands in front of the charity temple.

In the Yishi Temple, sculptures and urns of Song generals such as Lu Chuanyao, Yang Yidong, and Zou Yan could be vaguely seen.

Wen Tianxiang and others walked forward and placed the urn under the martyr's monument.

Zhao Dongting looked up at the martyr's monument and murmured: "Song Junshan, the righteous temple, the dead souls are loyal and brave, and the gods know each other."

A soldier brought up to the altar.

Fruits, wine, vegetables, and candles are placed on the table.

Zhao Dongting personally lit the incense candle, inserted it into the incense burner, and bowed to the martyr's monument.

Nearly 20,000 soldiers fell to their knees behind.

The whimpering sound of the horns spread far away.

The wind blew by, and the weeds on the hills swayed left and right.

Zhao Dongting poured the wine, sprinkled it on the altar, and shouted loudly: "Song Junshan, the righteous temple, the dead souls are loyal and brave, and the gods know each other."

The soldiers and civil officials shouted behind him, their voices shaking as the earth and rolling like thunder.

Zhao Dongting pulled out Zhanlu again, "I am here to send all the heroes to the Pure Land. The king and people of the Great Song Dynasty will remember you forever!"

"Send all heroes to the Pure Land!"

"Send all heroes to the Pure Land!"

The shouts behind them rang one after another like a tide.

Lu Xiufu ran to Zhao Dongting and handed over the imperial edict that had been drafted long ago.

This imperial edict describes the posthumous titles and posthumous titles of the fallen generals.

Zhao Dongting read it one by one.

"Qi Tianlang, commander of the Tianshang Army, posthumously named Tianlang Hou and posthumously named Wuying."

"Yan Ming, the commander of the Tiangui Army, posthumously named Yan and attacked Marquis, and was named Wu Ming."

"Liu Yong, the commander of the Tianmeng Army, was posthumously named Yong Wuhou and posthumously named Wu Yong."

“…”

"Send General Qi!"

"Send General Yan!"

"Send General Liu!"

“…”

Whenever Zhao Dongting recited a name, there would always be shocking shouts in the military formation behind him.

Zhao Dongting's memorial to these fallen generals made their status extremely noble. Although they died, their spirit could affect countless living people.

Later, Zhao Dongting, Wen Tianxiang and others personally placed the urns of Qi Tianlang and others in the Yishi Temple.

Some craftsmen have created statues for them in the Yishi Temple based on their portraits.

It was not until almost noon that Zhao Dongting led the soldiers down the mountain and prepared to return to Hikkam.

A group of disabled soldiers followed the generals and sent Zhao Dongting to the ferry.

Zhao Dongting stood at the ferry entrance and turned around and said to the disabled soldiers: "Take good care, I will take you again to the top of Lin'an City."

The disabled soldiers knelt on the ground again, "We are waiting for the emperor here!"

Zhao Dongting nodded and took the lead in boarding the ship.

He did not bring the other disabled soldiers to Benzhou Island again. In his heart, these soldiers in Benzhou had different statuses.

The warship sailed to the sea again and headed towards Hikkam.

The disabled old soldiers knelt on the ground and did not get up for a long time until the sea warship disappeared from their sight.

The sea warship sailed into the sea. Zhao Dongting ordered Wen Tianxiang and others to take the army back to Haikang, but the ship he was on was heading to Huanglong Island.

Hong Wutian, Mrs. Xu and others followed him and protected him.

The She people were already preparing to go back to Fujian, but Mrs. Xu had no intention of going back. This time she made up her mind to watch Hong Wutian and let go.

Furthermore, Fujian Huang Hua has decided to rebel against the Yuan Dynasty, so she no longer has to go back to Fujian to preside over the overall situation.

Zhao Dongting was naturally very happy to have such a great master stay by his side.

In this way, there were already three masters of the Zhenwu Realm in the Song Dynasty. This greatly improved the strength of the Wudingtang.

Go to Huanglong Island, in front of Li Yuanxiu's temple.

Zhao Dongting asked Hong Wutian and others to wait outside the temple and walked into the temple by himself.

In the temple, there are Xiao Jin's bones, Li Yuanxiu's urn and the golden body sculptures created by craftsmen for him.

Zhao Dongting stood in front of the sculpture and looked up at the vivid face, "Father-in-law, I'm here to see you again."

His life was exchanged for Li Yuanxiu's life. If it weren't for Li Yuanxiu, there wouldn't be Zhao Dongting now, nor would there be the current Southern Song Dynasty today.

In this era, what Zhao Dongting was most grateful to was naturally Li Yuanxiu.

He is his mentor, his elder, and his life-savior.

Although Li Yuanxiu was just an eunuch and a slave, Zhao Dongting never regarded him as a slave.

But the sculpture is destined not to talk to Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting looked at Xiao Jin's bones again and touched his dantian. It took him a long time to walk out of the temple.

There seemed to be a breath of Xiao Jin in his dantian!

If it weren't for Xiao Jin's inner alchemy, he would have died under the poisonous dart, let alone the inner energy enters the house.

Return to Hikang Palace.

Because Lu Xiufu and others had not yet listed the recommended list of wise men, Zhao Dongting had nothing to do, so he went back to the bedroom.

However, when I arrived outside the courtyard of the bedroom, I saw Ying Er and Zhang Ru and the others anxiously watching at the door.
Chapter completed!