Yang Hao stood on the high platform at the entrance of the market and watched all of this. His brows were tightly furrowed. His heart was in pain. It was really painful!
During the war, his eyes were red from killing. There was only killing intent in his heart and anger in his eyes. He did not think too much.
Now, looking at all of this, he really felt his heart ache.
On the Caishikou Square, the elderly, women, and children were all cleaning the armor of their sons, husbands, and fathers.
He used a lot of force, a lot of force. He just wanted to quickly wipe the dirty blood of the barbarians off these young soldiers. Their blood was not worthy of being attached to the armor of the children.
Why did they say that they were children's soldiers?
This was because the Sui and Tang Dynasties had a military system that combined the military system and the recruitment system. The government soldier system was the main body, and the recruitment system was the supplement.
At the border, the prefecture military system was the absolute main body.
Seven out of ten soldiers guarding Songzhou were locals.
Usually, when they were guarding the border, they would recruit soldiers to guard the city walls and guard the city. Songzhou was allocated with three thousand soldiers. Other than recruiting soldiers, the government soldiers were all busy farming at home. Of course, there would be fixed time for group training.
Once the battle started, the prefecture soldiers would throw away their hoes and pick up their weapons to start fighting.
There was a reason why most of the soldiers guarding the border were local soldiers. Guarding the border was equivalent to protecting one's own home, and the combat effectiveness of the soldiers would increase exponentially.
It was enough to show how far-sighted Qin Shihuang was when he migrated to the border and proposed the embryonic form of the military system!
"Gou 'zi, Gou' zi!"
"Dad, I'm bringing you home!"
A middle-aged man in plain clothes carried a young soldier home.
He was very clean. His father had cleaned him very well. He was a young man of the Han family and very handsome.
Come to the army handsomely and go home handsomely!
Wuuu!
"Husband, husband, let's go home, let's go home.”
"Child, quickly kowtow to your father. Your father is a centurion, an instructor, and a general!”
A woman in her twenties patted the shoulder of a child who was only half his height beside her and knelt down.
"Father, is he my father?"
The child was kneeling beside a 25-year-old centurion with a mustache.
Yang Hao noticed this scene. When he took a closer look, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.
"Zhang Ren!"
He remembered that this centurion was one of the four centurions who had brought him to gather the prisoners together with Jiang Ke.
" He's your father," the woman said hoarsely." Remember, your father's name is Zhang Ren. He's the instructor and a general."”
Wuuuu!
She slapped Zhang Ren's armor and said,""You are so cruel. Other soldiers can go home to visit, but you didn't go home for two years just because you are the instructor and have to lead troops for training.”
"Your home is only a few dozen li away from the Songzhou military camp!”
"Your son doesn't even remember what you look like.”
The child was only four years old. He had seen her at birth, one year old, and two years old.
After the child was two years old, the Tubo Kingdom and the Tang Empire fell out and often had conflicts, so he did not return home. Every time there was a conflict, every time there was a small fight, someone would die. He had to teach the new recruits and did not have time to go home!
It was just a few dozen miles, and he could actually go home to take a look. He could only say that this centurion and instructor were too responsible.
Wuuuu!
" Father! Father!"
No one went to comfort them. They didn't know how to comfort them, because most of them had suffered the pain of losing their loved ones.
A few days ago, a month ago, a few months ago, their son, husband, and father had all left.
Cough cough!
"Sister-in-law, in the future, the three of us will raise the child.”
Li Qiang, Wang Feng, and Zhao Da, the three centurions, cupped their hands towards Madam Zhang.
Their bodies were bandaged, their legs, hands, and heads were bandaged, and they were covered in injuries.
Haha!
She smiled. She didn't know how this Mrs. Zhang laughed. She smiled bitterly and said,"You guys have to help your Big Brother Zhang survive!”
"Protect your home for your Big Brother Zhang.”
"I know how to raise my own child."
With that, she carried her husband on her back and went home.
It was said that a woman who was a mother was tough. In fact, being a military relative was also very tough.
The corpse could not exert any strength at all, and it became much heavier. More importantly, he was wearing a 20-pound armor. She carried her husband on her back and held the child's hand. She walked without swaying at all.
This was the legendary woman who couldn't open the bottle cap in his previous life. She was also a woman who couldn't carry a hoe under normal circumstances in the Tang Dynasty.
Such a situation was too common. No one went to General Yang to make a fuss, no one went to General Yang to cry. After crying for a while, she carried her family home.
They didn't know how to use written language to say many great principles.
However, they understood that it was the responsibility of every man in the Han family to defend their country.
He didn't need anything in return, he didn't need any rewards. He just needed to bring him home and bury him after he died!
On the high platform, Yang Hao raised his right hand with great difficulty. Then, he folded his left hand over his right hand and placed his head on the back of his hand. He bowed forty-five degrees and performed the standard Han salute to the soldiers and strong families who had returned home.
"General, recuperate well."
"General, let's return to the General's Estate!"
"General Yang, General Jiang, you've done your best. Don't blame yourself.”
Yang Hao and Jiang Ke couldn't hold it in any longer, and tears fell sadly.
Even though their bodies were twisted and their wounds were tearing open, they still wanted to bow.
Finally, they had all left and gone home.
Life had to continue. She had to get out of her grief as soon as possible and continue giving birth. Only when they became stronger would the barbarians not dare to come, and only then would there be true peace.
This was the strong heart of the Han family's children. Their strength made Yang Hao, the fake general, look even more like a general.
Most of the prefecture soldiers were brought back and buried near their homes. There were also people who paid their respects to them, but these prisoners were gone.
The commoners spontaneously cleaned up the prisoner warriors. It was not just their appearance that was clean, but also their insides. This battle was enough to wash away their past.
Yang Hao hopped to their side with his hands dangling and his walking stick.
Many people couldn't find their legs or hands.
"Have you found it?"
The other comrades who were also bandaged cried,"Yes, General Su Lie sent people to look for him, but they couldn't find him.”
"Give me the scissors!"
"Go get their name list."
A moment later, Scissors and the name list arrived.
"Brother Jiang, who is Feng Dakui?" Yang Hao looked at the name and asked.
"You know them, right?" Jiang Ke frowned.”
"My brain is injured. I can't remember."
Jiang Ke felt that something was wrong. Why did he remember everything?
Just like that, every time Yang Hao recognized a person, he tore off a page of the name list. Inside were their addresses, birthplaces, and other information, which were their files.
He endured the pain of the wound opening and personally squatted down to cut off a lock of their hair, then put it together with the file.
He wanted to make a death notice for them, send it back to their hometown, and give it to their families.
He had promised them that as long as they fought hard, he would help them claim credit and let them go home.
There were prisoner warriors all over the country. They couldn't go back, so they were all buried here. The body, hair and skin are all inherited from parents. His body couldn't go back, but his hair could.
Yang Hao knew that reputation was very important in ancient times. If someone in the family committed a crime, they would definitely not be able to raise their heads.
He, Yang Hao, didn't think that he was a great hero, but a fake general. He just didn't want to be a refugee.
However, one had to do what one said. Then he would send them home with his hair!
They were warriors and heroes. They had to be justified so that their families could raise their heads!
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