Portable Space Can be Summoned

Chapter 785: Open Marine Barracks

Even though Yang Yuan was well-informed and Shen Quan was well-informed, they were startled by a mountain-like tomb of soldiers.

Really a mountain!

"This mountain is the tomb of soldiers?"

Yang Yuan reconfirmed in surprise.

He has seen many large tombs including some very large cemeteries.

But it was the first time he saw a tomb that really looked like a mountain.

It is not an exaggerated statement by Yang Yuan to say that the tomb of a soldier is like a mountain.

How big is the tomb of the soldiers in front of Yang Yuan?

The altitude is at least six or seven hundred meters, and the circumference of the foot of the mountain is twenty or thirty miles.

Sitting in the mountains is a real mountain.

If the old patriarch didn't say it, even if Yang Yuan stood in front of the soldier's tomb, he wouldn't recognize it as a large tomb.

This soldier's tomb was not built for several years or even decades like other large tombs. At that time, the descendants of Wei's soldiers did not have so much time to build a complete and regulated tomb. This soldier's tomb was a mass grave.

It's just that every corpse inside has been carefully placed. Their descendants are not able to prepare a coffin for each of them. If the conditions are good, they can prepare a thin coffin. If they are not, they can only prepare a straw mat. It's not easy to have a body wrap.

Most of the bones of those Korean soldiers are still lying on the bottom of the cold, dark Linshui River.

Whether it's a thin coffin or a straw mat, whichever is found first will be buried at the bottom. Even if there are no descendants, it can be wrapped in a straw mat. Can't we make it up if we can't buy it?

The descendants of hundreds of thousands of soldiers always have some craftsmanship, various styles, watching Feng Shui, digging graves, weaving straw mats...

This corpse collection operation lasted for nearly a year.

The general's tomb also changed from a small col to an inconspicuous peak.

Every year from now on, the descendants of the soldiers of the Wei Kingdom during the Qingming Dynasty will add a shovel of soil to the tombs of the soldiers, and the mountain will gradually get higher and higher.

"This is the power of man!"

After listening to the old patriarch's introduction to the general's tomb, Yang Yuan couldn't help sighing.

People's hearts move together.

As long as the goal is firm, the ancestors will not only remove the Wangwu and Taihang, but also rebuild the Wangwu and Taihang.

The old patriarch said regretfully at this time: "The surrounding hills are too short. In order to avoid attracting attention, the general's tomb cannot exceed them. Otherwise, the land can be even higher."

Yang Yuan looked at the mountain-like tomb, and the hunch in his heart became stronger and stronger. This was the opportunity to open the naval barracks!

He turned to look at the old patriarch, suppressed the impulse in his heart, and asked, "Can I go up and have a look?"

The old patriarch replied with a smile, "Yes, of course!"

"We go up to worship a few times every year. Others will definitely not be able to go up. If you want to go up, King, our whole clan welcomes you!"

"Hahaha, the old patriarch can really speak!"

"Let's go, then let's go up and have a look, Shen Quan, are the incense and candle offerings ready?"

"All right."

"Set off!"

Wangshan ran a dead horse.

The soldier's tomb is a mountain. It looks very close, but it took more than half an hour to go up the mountain.

Shen Quan ordered the incense and candle offerings to be placed before Yang Yuan began to worship.

Of course, he was the lord of the country of Qian, and he couldn't bow down to the tombs of the soldiers of the ancient Wei country. He just bowed solemnly and put a stick of incense.

On the other hand, Shen Quan and the person in charge of Heiyi took a few more sticks of incense. They respected the soldiers who died in battle for the country, and there were too many soldiers in the tombs.

Shen Quan and a few people held a few sticks of incense and walked around the top of the mountain (the grave), and after walking a few dozen meters, they put the incense in their hands on the ground. The top of this soldier's tomb is filled with new soil by the tomb guards. Soft and easy to insert.

Every time they put in a stick of incense, they squatted down and said a few words. Generally speaking, they admired your spirit of fighting to the death. Although I don't know why you fought that battle, isn't the war justified?

If you can't understand it, you can fight. If you can understand it, there won't be so many wars in Zhongzhou.

A few people turned around, and when they came back, they found that Yang Yuan was still staring at the stick of incense he had just inserted.

"General?"

A guard battalion soldier came to Shen Quan and wanted to ask if he should do something?

Looking at the appearance of the king, something is not normal.

Shen Quan's expression was also a little dignified. It had been at least a quarter of an hour since they left and came back. The incense in front of Yang Yuan had already burned out, and only a little red light remained on the wooden stick.

What is he doing staring at the burnt incense?

Only Yang Yuan knew.

He closed his eyes after putting the incense on the ground.

There was no reason, but he felt that he should close his eyes.

After closing his eyes, Yang Yuan seemed to have lost his sense of time. A stick of incense quickly burned out, and he didn't notice it at all.

I don't know when his eyes opened, but he didn't make any other movements yet, and he didn't see anyone else around.

So what Shen Quan and the others saw was the motionless picture of him staring at the burned out incense candle.

And what did Yang Yuan see?

He saw countless warships, endless warriors fighting with all their might on a river.

This is a battle that took place on the waterfront hundreds of years ago!

He didn't see the flags of the two countries that covered the sky and the sun. It was obviously very unreasonable.

There are not many flags in the war between the two countries. Could it be that they are so poor that they can't even make hundreds of flags?

If there are more, how many cloths will be spent to make thousands of noodles, 10,000 noodles?

None of the pictures that appeared in Yang Yuan's eyes were flags bearing the names of the two countries.

Yang Yuan didn't hear the sound either. He could almost see the reflections of the figures reflected on the knife surfaces of the soldiers on both sides, and felt the temperature of the blood on his face.

But there was no sound, as if watching a silent movie.

Yang Yuan silently looked at the picture in his eyes, as if he had personally experienced a peerless water battle.

The soldiers of Wei and Han fought to the death one by one. In Yang Yuan's eyes, he didn't know how long it had passed, but only a few hundred broken warships were left on the water, and the fire was still burning on them.

"has it ended?"

Yang Yuan's body still didn't move, but he was sure that his body didn't lose control, he just didn't want to move.

Yang Yuan closed his eyes again. The picture he just saw should be related to the war between Wei and South Korea hundreds of years ago.

But probably not quite.

There are many unreasonable places in the picture just now, and the flag problem in front is a huge flaw.

Of course, what was even more abnormal was the battle itself.

Yang Yuan didn't know what the real situation of the war was like back then, but he was sure that the battle would not end in a day or two, and even the collection of fragments of the battle was longer than what he saw.

However, Yang Yuan didn't care that the picture he saw belonged to the battle at this time, he only knew that this battle was very important to him.

Because his long-awaited naval barracks finally opened.

"What exactly touched your construction conditions?"

Although he has been able to build a naval barracks, Yang Yuan still doesn't know what the other conditions are?

"Could it be that I just saw the picture?"

Yang Yuan is puzzled. If his guess is true, the conditions for opening the space building in the future will be more complicated.

This time, Yang Yuan was a little confused about the conditions for opening the naval barracks, but it was finally opened.

In the future, Qianguo will never be short of naval forces with combat power!

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