Mother, I have returned to the throne.

Frontier land.

In the military camp by the Peacock River.

As time goes by, the weather has gradually become warmer.

With the arrival of early spring, the originally frozen ice has gradually shown signs of melting.

According to the calculations of experienced veterans, it would take at most half a month before crossing the Peacock River would be a luxury!

Song Yuan brought a group of generals from the Zhenbei Army and hurried to the military camp.

Standing by the river at this moment, looking around, his face was gloomy.

This was the most important battlefield before, and there were countless corpses lying here.

Now, although the body has been thoroughly cleaned, residual bloodstains can still be seen.

Just this detail made Song Yuan unable to help but think of the cruelty of that war, and his fists naturally clenched tighter!

The eyes of the many soldiers behind Song Yuan were also filled with deep anger!

Just a week ago, on the edge of this river, 30,000 Qin soldiers sacrificed their lives!

The culprit behind all this was simply the coach's desire to seize power!

Originally, the coach should have been the person with the greatest responsibility for the entire border, but it was he who did the most unscrupulous thing!

Because of his one action, the soldiers on the frontier were completely disheartened.

Even if Song Yuan had not tried to dissuade them before, the angry crowd might have eaten Xingwei alive!

At this moment, facing the tragic battlefield in front of him, Song Yuan suddenly took a deep breath.

"Bring everything up here!"

As he said this, a soldier, holding a wooden box in his hand, slowly walked to the wooden table where Song Yuan had lived.

The other two were escorting General Wei, who was covered in iron chains, and made him face the peacock and kneel on the ground!

After opening the wooden box, a bloody smell spread, and inside was Wei Wushuang's head!

Song Yuan personally stepped forward, held Wei Wushuang's head with both hands and placed it on the incense table!

No matter how General Wei struggled, he could not change the situation!

"kowtow!"

Song Yuan gave an order with a gloomy tone. Without saying a word, the two soldiers beside him immediately pressed General Wei's head and kowtowed several times in the direction of the Peacock River.

During this process, General Wei roared angrily.

"Let me go if you dare, and fight me one-on-one if you dare!"

He stared at Song Yuan intently, his eyes filled with resentment: "Song Yuan, if you really have the ability, then kill me. A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. Don't think I will obey you just like that!"

"You're so brave! Do you dare to fight me with real weapons?"

"You don't deserve to say that!"

Song Yuan turned around, anger in his eyes, and his tone of voice was even more forbearing.

"In my eyes, you are nothing more than a traitor and a treacherous minister. What qualifications do you have to call yourself a scholar?"

"Your name will only appear in history books, becoming the object of universal reviling. Even a thousand years later, people will still remember you, but I'm afraid it won't be a good reputation!"

"And after today, I will instruct the stonemason to carve a picture of you and your brother kneeling, and then place it by the Peacock River as a warning to others!"

Song Yuan was too lazy to waste time talking to the other party, so he waved his hand to shut General Wei's mouth.

Then, there was another loud shout.

"Let him continue to kowtow!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the generals behind him instantly became excited and roared in anger.

"Just kowtowing is too easy for him. In my opinion, this guy should be killed!"

"That's right, he's guilty of heinous crimes, unforgivable. Just kill him!"

"Only the blood of General Wei can wash away the humiliation of those wronged souls!"

Everyone looked at General Wei with an unwavering resentment in their eyes.

Their brothers and their commanders were buried here because of a decision made by General Wei!

Even until now, many people still don’t understand it.

General Wei was once the chief commander. He had guarded the border for so many years and was respected by countless people.

Why would he do such a heartless thing?

When he did such a thing again, didn’t he ever think that those dead people were all soldiers of the Zhenbei Army who had eaten and slept with him?

Those people are all their brothers!

"Woooooooo..."

Amid the rage of the crowd, Wei Wenzhong's body twisted, but he still couldn't withstand the anger of everyone present.

Two soldiers held him down and kept pushing his head towards the ground. In a few moments, his forehead was covered in blood.

Afterwards, Song Yuan led everyone to slowly step forward and light incense to summon the souls!

"Brothers, you should have seen today that I have cleared all the injustices you have endured!"

"I have avenged you. Just as I said before, your blood will not be shed in vain!"

"Not only that, I promise with my life that before long, I will ride into the Khan's tent and completely overthrow the entire barbarian tribe!"

"I will make sure that Great Qin will never again be harmed by barbarians. Each of you is my comrade-in-arms and a hero!"

Song Yuan held three incense sticks in his hands and spoke in a deafening voice. As soon as he finished speaking, he put the rising incense into the incense burner.

When the people behind him heard what Song Yuan said, a flame of revenge flashed in their pupils.

General Wei has been killed now, but the murderer is still at large!

Those people were killed by the barbarian soldiers. Such hatred can only be washed away with blood!

"Trampling the barbarians, pacifying the grasslands!"

Murong Lie, who was beside Song Yuan, had a gloomy expression on his face and suddenly let out a loud shout.

Such words completely ignited the atmosphere at the scene. Everyone shouted loudly, and countless voices converged into a torrent at this moment.

It goes straight to the sky, as if it is going to flatten the clouds!

"Trampling the barbarians, pacifying the grasslands!"

"The horses trampled the barbarians and pacified the grasslands..."

At this moment, everyone shouted at the top of their lungs, over and over again. Even though their voices were hoarse, they still refused to stop.

They used this method to vent the sadness that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time, and used this method to commemorate the brothers who died here!

For a moment, everyone's energy and spirit gathered together, like a beam of light shooting straight into the sky.

There was a hint of solemnity in everyone's eyes.

The original goal also changed along with the roar of the crowd.

Originally, everyone gathered here not only to commemorate the past, but also to conquer the Three Border Cities.

After paying tribute to the dead souls, they would rush to the other side of the Peacock River.

But now, with Song Yuan's bold words, everyone's minds have changed.

Recapturing the three border cities is far from enough!

The ultimate goal of everyone is to completely eradicate the barbarians!