Outside the Shanhai Pass, the faces of the soldiers were red with torches, and the night wind blew, and the clothes and armor fluttered.

In front of him were dozens of huge pits, in which rows of dead border soldiers lay side by side.

After a whole day of fighting, a total of 8,866 soldiers were killed in the bloody battle of Shanhaiguan and the Ming border army.

Of these, 5,209 were infantrymen, 3,657 were cavalry, and more than 13,800 were wounded, of whom 1,662 would have to leave the battlefield.

"Salute!" Liu Hong's eyes were full of tears, and his right hand slammed his left chest, his voice low and whimpering.

Liu Honggradually clasped his hands and bent down to salute the dead soldiers.

A day ago, these more than 8,000 people were still alive, a day ago, they were still talking and laughing, maybe they had pain and trouble, but now, everything is gone with the wind, leaving only a handful of loess.

In front of the pit is a simple stele made of giant wood, and the inscription clouds: 'Tomb of the fallen soldiers in the battle of Shanhaiguan'.

No one knows what their names are or what they have done to the country, but they have paid with their lives.

Many soldiers behind him also followed their commander, saluting the dead robes, and several groups of soldiers began to bury them with shovels, and in the night, in addition to the sound of waving shovels and shoveling soil, there was the low sobbing of soldiers.

The sky is still overcast and there are still doves flying, who will prove those love and life without tombstones...... Liu Hong suddenly remembered a ballad from his previous life.

War always kills people, and this is the truth that it will eventually wither forever.

"Soldiers! You must remember that the victory in this war was won with their lives, and they should not be forgotten, and the roster of dead soldiers has been sorted out.

The official will give the emperor a recital, the official will build a monument in the capital, all the soldiers who sacrificed their lives to resist foreign humiliation will be commemorated by 10,000 people, the Ming Dynasty will not be extinguished, and the incense will last! ”

Liu Hong's voice is tragic, and the bravery of these soldiers deserves to be commemorated by future generations.

After entering the city, Liu Hong gradually ordered the three armies to be rewarded, and collected the corpses of more than 1,000 war horses from the battlefield.

Horse meat and wine were removed from the full-time fire head camp of the barracks, and the soldiers who had been fighting for a long day could finally drink happily, except for the necessary soldiers who defended the city.

Liu Hongjian walked with the handle of the war knife in his right hand among the sergeants who gathered in groups of three or five to drink together, followed by Niu Zhuang and Li Baida.

"Adult, small one to adult!" A soldier stood up, holding up a bowl of wine with some restraint but firmness.

Behind him, another soldier brought two bowls and handed them to Niu Zhuang and Li Baida.

"Okay, this official drinks this wine, the soldiers have worked hard!" Liu Hong gradually took the sea bowl, drew half a circle to the soldiers around him to show his respect, and then drank it all.

The barracks were in a mess, and some soldiers were talking about how they had killed a few Tartars today.

There are also soldiers who have drunk too much, hugging the robes around them and crying bitterly, they more or less have comrades who died in this war, this night will be a sleepless night for many soldiers.

Liu Hong gradually sighed, got up and went up the city wall of Shanhaiguan, the moonlight was bright, Liu Hong gradually walked aimlessly on the Great Wall, Niu Dabang and Li Baida didn't know what the general soldier was thinking, just silently followed behind.

The Great Wall of Shanhaiguan stretches as far as the eye can see, and the soldiers defending the city stand motionless by the battlements with their spears held high.

Thousands of miles of wolf smoke mass graves,

Lonely souls in troubled times are unvisited.

Speechless, the sky is cold,

The pen knife is compensated with blood in the spring and autumn.

After drinking, Liu Hong gradually looked at the majestic city pass under the moonlight, thinking of those dead soldiers, and felt a feeling.

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the gate, leaving only the big old cow and the big stick mallet and Li Baida looking at each other, obediently, adults can actually chant poetry?

On the second day, the whole army gathered at the school to discuss meritorious deeds.

"According to the statistics of the director of the department, in the battle of Shanhaiguan, a total of more than 24,000 Jiannu soldiers were killed, including more than 16,300 Han troops, more than 7,600 Jiannu and Mongolian soldiers, and 3,436 prisoners."

This is a big victory, the whole Jiannu clan plus the traitor army soldiers are only 1230,000, and this battle wiped out one-sixth of them, which is enough to move the bones of Jiannu.

Wang Yuanba, deputy commander-in-chief, received the battle report from the head of the department and announced it loudly in front of the soldiers.

"This official will write a note and report to the court later, the emperor is sympathetic to the soldiers, and he will definitely not treat the soldiers who guard the border for my Ming Dynasty.

Before the war, the official promised a bounty to the soldiers, and now the official will fulfill his promise, come! Get the silver bounty! ”

At the sound of an order, the sergeant who had been waiting in the warehouse for a long time pulled a cart of snow and white silver.

The head of the staff department distributed the silver according to the number of heads handed in by the soldiers yesterday, and the soldiers who got the silver smiled happily, and one tartar could be exchanged for fifty taels, which was tantamount to a huge amount of money for the soldiers who were suffering from the border pass.

You must know that their monthly military salary is only more than one tael, although Liu Hong gradually increased it to two taels, but how can they kill the enemy quickly, and some good hands killed three or five in this battle, which is two hundred taels of silver.

That's enough to keep their family happy for years.

In the battle of Shanhaiguan, a total of 1,450,000 taels of silver were issued.

Long Live Mountain Thousand Households Because most of the killings were incalculable, Liu Hong gradually calculated the collective merit, and each person was given a hundred taels of silver, of which the most killed were Zu Qiuqing, Xingshan and Niu Zhuang, and the three of them were each rewarded with five hundred taels of silver.

The happiest among the Thousand Households were the newly joined Guanning Iron Cavalry, who had been excluded by the chief officer before, and now they were all holding white flowers and silver in their hands, and they couldn't stop smiling.

Most of the soldiers had a longing for war in their eyes......

This is exactly what Liu Hongjian wants, the Ming Dynasty has been worried about internal and external troubles for decades, these murderous soldiers will eradicate all the unsubordinate for the Ming Dynasty, they want silver, then give them silver.

Truckloads of silver were sent out, and Liu Hong gradually did not feel distressed at all, these are what the sergeants deserve, and they are many times purer than those faint officials who only know about corruption and bribery.

After the reward was issued, Liu Hong gradually announced his long-considered military reform, announcing that all the guards in Shanhaiguan Town would be incorporated into the battalion, and the older ones would be directly given a settling-in allowance of thirty taels and returned home, or they would find a strong man in the family to replace him.

Half of the more than 9,000 guards were gone, only 5,000 were incorporated into the battalion, and the rest of the old and weak people happily received the settling-in allowance and went home to farm, and they said goodbye to the identity of the military household.

This is Liu Hong's gradual thoughtfulness, since the guards have been spent, what are they left to do, even if the DPRK and China will oppose it, but the ancestral system is still important to the country, I believe Chongzhen will make a choice.

Liu Hongjian issued a conscription order, conscripting 50,000 soldiers near Xuanfu, Jizhou, and Denglai, all of which were battalions, including 30,000 infantry troops and 20,000 cavalry.

After the war, the guards were streamlined, and there were only more than 50,000 soldiers left in the entire Shanhaiguan defense line, which is now enough, and the Ningjin defense line will be taken away later, and Xuanfu Datong is also in the hands of the remnants of the thieves, and they all need manpower.

Half of the more than 3 million taels of silver obtained from the previous raid were gone in an instant, and then they had to be conscripted, and the silver was a little insufficient!

Liu Hong was gradually distressed, and a soldier trotted over.

"My lord, the prison army is high and diving!"