Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 288 Disposal
Bai Mingwei stood under the stone tablet, facing thousands of fiery gazes, and said loudly: "Yu Li, it is clearly written in the imperial edict that you are here to dispatch me!"

"The emperor's order is greater than heaven, even if you don't obey, you have to hold it in! You have to fight wherever I tell you to go. If you don't listen, you are disobeying the order!"

"Yu Qing, we lost 680 nine comrades in this battle, including your General Cui, and those brothers who ate and wore the same clothes as you."

"Yes! We put on this armor, which means there will be nine deaths and nine lives ahead. We don't know when we will die, let alone how tragic our death will be!"

"Maybe the [-] soldiers with their bones buried in the Yinshan Mountain, and the soldiers lying in the Hall of Heroes whose blood has not cooled down, are what we will look like tomorrow!"

"But that doesn't mean we can do whatever we want and indulge ourselves! Because we are warriors! And our comrades who are as close as brothers are still waiting for us to dispose of their bones!"

"No flesh-and-blood person would pursue so-called happiness after the general just died for his country!"

Bai Mingwei pointed at the stone tablet. At this time, the paint was no longer flowing, but the scarlet color was so dazzling, as if it was dyed with the blood of more than 600 sacrificed soldiers.

"I won't show that ugly face in front of these heroic spirits! It doesn't matter what you think of me! But I will never allow anyone to disrespect the heroic spirits!"

"We don't have to be proud of defending our country, but we must abide by military discipline! Make it clear what our responsibilities are and what we should do!"

"Instead of denying it after making a mistake and attributing it all to some inexplicable reasons. You are not a man like this, and you are not worthy of claiming to be upright!"

Having said this, Bai Mingwei threw the military stick on the ground.

A large hole was instantly poked into the ground paved with bluestone, and the cracks stretched for several feet.

Although her emotions could not be discerned from her expression, it was obvious that she was truly angry.

Finally, she said: "I won't kill you today because I just lost 680 nine of my colleagues who have been through life and death."

"But I can tell you clearly that I am very strict in running the army and will never allow anyone under my command to violate military discipline!"

"I don't care what you think of me, whether I'm a woman or not on the stage, you just need to remember that I am your leader!"

"Not to mention that General Cui sacrificed his life for the country, you are leaderless. Even if General Cui stands in front of me, he must obey orders!"

"If something like this happens again, I, Bai Mingwei, will cut off his head myself!"

After a pause, Bai Ming raised his voice slightly: "Any other questions?"

Everyone looked at the big hole poked in the ground and shook their heads.

Not to mention that they originally felt that their companions should not do such things at this time, even if they were dissatisfied that Bai Mingwei actually attacked their companions, they did not dare to say anything.

Seeing that the soldiers had been frightened, Bai Mingwei issued an order to deal with the matter: "Just how many sticks I hit just now, you can hit as many sticks as this number."

"As for the rest of the people, ask them to pay homage to the heroes and martyrs inscribed on this stone tablet, and then let them deal with the remains of the fallen soldiers."

"The old rule is to leave the relics of the martyrs. When the time comes, the ashes, pension money and relics will be taken back to their families."

After saying that, Bai Mingwei turned and left.

But she did not give the order to disperse, and no one dared to leave.

One of Wei Xiao's former subordinates went to pull out the military stick. Unexpectedly, the military stick was nailed to the ground. He tried his best but failed to pull out the military stick.

He turned around and spat at the dozens of soldiers kneeling on the ground: "Bah! You are still a man, what else can you do besides growing those useless things?"

"You look down on Miss Bai. Is it because she doesn't kill as many enemies as you? Is she not brave enough? Or is she ignorant and brainless? You have the nerve to use your identity as a man to laugh at others with shame!"

"But there's a story to this. Putting aside the violation of military discipline, you have the nerve to go looking for flowers at this juncture. Are you doing this in personnel matters? He can't do it even if he's an individual!" "Return to the regular army! Look at you. With this behavior, I, a person born as a bandit, am ashamed of you! You really embarrass the regular army!"

Several military sticks were handed over, and the subordinate and several others were punished one by one. After the beating with the sticks, Wei Xiao led more than 3000 Cui Zhihui's men to the place where the remains of the martyrs were kept.

At this time, Ren and Yu Jiao were already there.

They took some people with them to tidy up the appearance of the dead soldiers.

Due to limited conditions, they could not wash away the bloodstains on the soldiers, but at least their hair was neat, their faces were clean, and they walked fairly decently.

Cui Zhihui's subordinates saw two weak women handling the bodies of the martyrs without changing their expressions, and couldn't help but admire their courage.

But thinking that the leader of this team is a woman, I don't think it is strange.

At this time, Bai Mingwei came in with several sacks and placed them in front of everyone: "Choose a relic of the martyrs, put it in this sack, and give it to the recorder to write their names."

Wei Xiao passed the small cloth bag down layer by layer. When everyone picked up the bag, some of the literate people couldn't help but get wet in their eyes.

I saw a few lines of words embroidered on the bags without exception: Far away hometown, farewell, my soul will always stay here to resist the enemy.

Not everyone fights for honor, especially the local garrison. They fight more for a living, and some have the ambition to work hard in the army in an attempt to obtain an official position.

Tell the veterans who have guarded the border that the mountains, rivers and territories will not be compromised. They will definitely be able to fight with courage. Because they have guarded the border, they know how precious every inch of land is.

Talking about honor, the world's comments, and the road to becoming a hero to those who have been bandits will definitely move them, because they are feared, hated, and unrecognized, so they want to live an aboveboard life.

But for these garrison troops, who almost have no sense of honor, it is necessary to establish unwavering authority in front of them and make them fear them, so as not to lose control.

Now, Bai Mingwei is ready to win their hearts.

And the word "hometown" will trigger a strong resonance when mentioned in front of any soldier.

Because that is the land where they were born and raised, where memories of their past are left, and where their closest relatives and loved ones live.

But it is also a place where they will probably never be able to set foot again in this life.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Bai Mingwei spoke slowly: "The words above were not said by me, but by a fifty-year-old veteran."

"I was by my side at the time. The veteran had a broken intestine and was hanging with only one breath left. I saw the corners of his lips move slightly, and I thought he wanted to leave his last words for his relatives far away."

"But when I went there, I heard these words. So I commissioned an embroidery workshop to make a small bag to hold the relics, and embroidered these words on it."

"I think these words are most suitable to describe every martyr who died on the battlefield. Their longing for their hometown, their regret of not being able to go back, and their determination to protect their homeland and country are all contained in these words."

Bai Mingwei spoke extremely calmly, but in such a calm tone, people could hear a deep sadness.

A hometown that cannot be returned to, and relatives that may never be seen again.

Perhaps each of them has a different starting point for joining the army and the feeling the battlefield brings to them is different, but this is a regret in everyone's heart.

The deputy general who had previously suspected Cui Zhihui's death covered his mouth and actually shed two lines of tears.

He burst into tears: "I have been in the army for 15 years and have not been home for [-] years. During this period, I only sent five letters home. I wonder if my old parents, wife and children are still living strong in the troubled times..."

(End of this chapter)