Dongming Ziyu sneered when he heard this, "What a coincidence, we all want to go together."

Mo asked: "It seems that there is indeed something wrong with the Murong family."

Dongming Ziyu agreed and looked at An Er, "What is the current situation in Nanyun City?"

An Er said: "Many generals in Nanyun did not obey King Gong, and many soldiers fled. If King Gong fails in the sneak attack, he will flee south, preparing to follow Nanyun Lengyue's example, re-establish the capital, and separate himself as the emperor."

Dongming Ziyu sneered: "What a pity, Gu is not that good-for-nothing Nanyun Youhan!"

Mo asked: "Murong Feng and he started digging more than half a day earlier than them, so they should dig it first, right?"

Dongming Ziyu nodded, "Order people to carry back the bodies of the dead soldiers as soon as possible."

If it is too late, it will be buried here.

Wang Feng personally led people to collect the bodies of Nanyun Lengyue and Ruhua. Nanyun Lengyue's body had been trampled to pieces by horses, and there was no way to do anything. In the end, he had to shovel it up together with the soil with a shovel and place it in the coffin according to its parts.

The picturesque corpse had been burned into charcoal, mixed with other corpses and ashes, and it was impossible to tell which bones were his.

Finally, he collected some ashes and put them into a porcelain jar. He sent people back to Yuancheng and asked Shangguan Ruoli to arrange for someone to bury him and Cui Hu's ashes together.

General Nanyun stood on the tower and watched Dongming Ziyu's people busy collecting the corpses of their comrades. Seeing their comrades lying there with no one to restrain themselves, and seeing their emperor still struggling to restrain themselves, they felt very unhappy.

taste.

They were waiting, waiting for the fatal blow to Dongming Ziyu.

Dongming Ziyu strengthened his defenses two miles outside the camp. When he heard the sound of digging a hole somewhere, he immediately blew it up.

In order to prove that he was not disadvantageous to Dongming Ziyu, Murong Fenghe dug the tunnel very quickly. On the third day, the tunnel was dug.

The tunnel did not lead to Nanyun Capital, but stopped under the city wall, where a large amount of explosives were buried.

Once the people inside have evacuated to a safe area, light the fuse.

After a violent explosion, the city wall was blown down, and in the smoke and fire, it looked like a monster with its mouth open, and there was a bloody corpse in the big mouth.

The forts on the city wall were also blown up, leaving them defenseless.

Dongming Ziyu rushed in with an army of 300,000 people. Under the cover of An Luo's tortoise-shell soldiers, Prince Gong and others fled in a hurry with about 100,000 troops.

At this point, Nanyun Kingdom was destroyed.

Dongming Ziyu sent Wang Feng and Liu Jian with 150,000 troops to pursue Prince Gong, and the remaining troops set up defenses in Nanyun Capital.

Nanyun Capital was renamed Yuncheng and a new political order was established. From then on, it was just a large city in Dongming.

Wang Feng led his troops and horses and drove Prince Gong to the south of the Luo River. The armies of both sides faced off across the Luo River.

The Luo River passes through Nanyun from west to east and enters the sea, and there is about a quarter of Nanyun's territory to the south.

One month after occupying Yuncheng, court officials sent by Jingyu arrived in Yuncheng and handed over the affairs with Dongming Ziyu's people. They took over the administrative management of Yuncheng and the newly acquired territory, as well as the border defense along the Luo River.

Dongming Ziyu returned to Yuancheng with his army of confidants, preparing to go to Beijing to attend Jing Yu's coronation ceremony.

Shangguan Ruoli has already prepared gifts and salutes, and is just waiting for Dongming Ziyu, Jingyang and others to return.

After receiving the news that they had returned to the city, Shangguan Ruoli took Bai Qingqing, Rejoice and some family members of the soldiers in Yuancheng and went out of the city to greet them.

When the army returned from victory, the atmosphere was not joyful.

Because many soldiers failed to come back, some were buried in the Martyrs Cemetery by the Jiehe River, and some were left on the battlefield without any bones.

Some were happy, some were sad, and everyone burst into tears.

"Mother Concubine!" Jingyang was on his horse and saw Shangguan Ruoli who was showing signs of pregnancy from a distance.

Shangguan Ruoli was four months pregnant, and even though she was wearing thick clothes, her slightly bulging belly could still be seen.

"Mother!" Wang Mingxuan burst into tears when he saw Bai Qingqing.

Bai Qingqing opened her mouth to call her husband and son, but no sound came out, so she covered her mouth and started crying.

Others see her busy every day, but who knows how much she misses her husband and son when she sees the wounded who came off the battlefield?

She spent countless sleepless nights taking care of the wounded in the hospital. It wasn't that she was dedicated or tireless, but that she couldn't sleep.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I could see the tragic sight of the wounded with bloody flesh and blood, but those faces belonged to Wang Feng and Wang Mingxuan.

Many people recognized their relatives, and the sounds of crying came one after another.

"Daddy!"

"elder brother!"

"younger brother!"

"son!"

…

These people were crying and laughing, thankful that their relatives were back safely.

There were also some family members who had received the news of the death and rushed over with the last glimmer of hope, hoping that if they made a mistake, they could find their relatives in the team.

"Two tigers smash!"

"Pillar!"

"Dog baby!"

…

They cried and shouted, searching with teary eyes in the marching team. When they saw similar soldiers, they rushed over to take a look, always hoping that they were their relatives.

Even if they are injured or disabled, as long as they are alive, as long as they are alive!

However, they did not find their son, father, or brother.

Heartbreaking cries kept coming and going, they were in despair, and their last glimmer of hope was shattered.

The white-haired parents, young wife, and young children collapsed on the ground crying.

Dongming Ziyu raised his hand, ordered the team to stop, dismounted first, and helped up a gray-haired old man who was kneeling on the roadside.

"Old man, your son is a hero. He will not die in vain. He has made many people live a good life."

The old man covered his face with his old hands and cried.

He wanted to say, what a hero, what a common people, he is not that great, he just wants his son to live!

If a white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift, it will hurt!

The daughter-in-law of a few years ago held the child who was waiting to be fed, and cried to the sky in despair, "Husband, you are a hero, but how can we orphans and widows live? Husband, come back! Come back!"

The ignorant child felt the sadness of the adults and started crying too.

This situation made even a cold-hearted person like Dongming Ziyu, who had waded through the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, have red eyes.

Shangguan Ruoli walked over and held his hand, "Husband, we have done everything we should do for the families of these martyrs."

Dongming Ziyu's eyes fell from her face to her stomach, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips and said, "I know that death is inevitable in war."

Shangguan Ruoli: "..."

Are you claiming to be a shanggu? This emperor is quite enthusiastic about being a lord.

However, now is not the time to think about this.

"Can you issue a notice to encourage the wives of martyrs to remarry, so that they can find someone they can rely on for the rest of their lives, so that their children can have a complete family?"

The secular world of this era was very harsh on women. Widows could remarry, but they were looked down upon by the world and considered to be unruly women and immoral.
Chapter completed!