At the beginning, Emperor Yang of Sui was kidnapped

Chapter 19 Monument to the Heroes of the People

After listening to Sun Lianjin's words, Xu Mu fell silent.

After Sun Lianjin's description, he probably knew that there was a high probability that these eight people had internal bleeding.

Congested nerves, so there will be symptoms of unconsciousness.

Even in the 21st century, internal bleeding is a very serious problem.

If the treatment is not timely, it will be fatal.

Since time travel, Xu Mu has never paid too much attention to medical development.

As a result, the current level of medical care in Wanmin City is entirely supported by Sun Lianjin.

He focuses on development, all of which are in the fields of people's livelihood and military use.

Standing outside the ward, Xu Mu looked at the eight unconscious bodyguards. One of them, he remembered clearly, was the first to throw himself into the enemy army.

He was the first to tear apart the enemy's formation, giving the guard behind him a chance.

"What's his name?" Xu Mu pointed at the man and looked at Kong Xingyue.

Kong Xingyue's expression was low, and he said in a deep voice: "Li Tieshi, he is the most diligent in training on weekdays."

Xu Mu then asked the names of several other people, and Kong Xingyue was able to name them all.

"Zhang Baoyi, this person has always been cunning in training, but he didn't expect to be so bloody this time."

"Wu Tianqing, this man remembers that before he went to the battle, he told the general that after the battle was over, he wanted to take a woman as his wife. They had already set an auspicious date."

……

As he spoke, Kong Xingyue, a tough man, had moist eyes and a choked voice.

"My lord said that being ruthless is not necessarily a hero, how can Lianzi not be a husband! The last general is not crying..."

Kong Xingyue wiped away the mist from his eyes, and purposely explained something to Xu Mu.

Xu Mu smiled wryly, he didn't mean to make fun of Kong Xingyue at all.

What he thinks now is that he must do a good job in medical treatment in the future.

This group of soldiers fought desperately for him, it's fine if they die on the battlefield, if they don't die...

He will never allow them to die in front of him again!

That night, he and Kong Xingyue just stood in the ward and sent away the sleeping eight people.

It was getting dark, but Xu Mu didn't intend to leave the ward.

He first told Sun Lianjin to heal those personal guards who were not in danger of life, and then issued a brand new order.

"Temporarily dispatch the construction team and let them build the monument to the martyrs! Bury the heroes of our Wanmin City!"

Xu Mu asked Yang Guang not to bury the bodies of the eight people.

"In one day, I want to build a martyr monument, can it be done?"

Xu Mu's tone was very cold and could not be questioned at all. Yang Guang didn't understand why, but it was the first time he saw Xu Mu's eyes like this.

So he only hesitated for a moment, then nodded solemnly.

"One day and one night, I will definitely do it!"

Yang Guang didn't know what happened in Wanmin City, but after hearing Xu Mu's request for the martyr's monument, he immediately thought of something.

A very high stele of martyrs, with eight big characters written on it: Heroes of all peoples are immortal!
Under the stele of martyrs, the names of eight people will be engraved.

"I'll give you the list later. I only have one request for this stele. It must be a hundred feet high, and it must be majestic and awe-inspiring!"

Xu Mu's tone of voice to him was very blunt, and Yang Guang was not used to it, but he still nodded.

With the cement and the tools provided by the research institute, he still has the confidence to build the monument that is a hundred feet high!

That night, after accepting Xu Mu's task, Yang Guang brought Hu'er to start surveying and selecting the site overnight.

Finally, it was set at the back of Wanmin City, and a piece of land was planned, and the soil was dug, the foundation was laid, and the cement was ready to be piled up to build a stone monument with a height of [-] ren!
This night, no one rested.

Xu Mu didn't, Yang Guang didn't, and Lai Huer didn't either.

After Yang Guang drew the blueprint of the martyr's stele, Lai Hu'er whispered to Yang Guang when there was no one around, "Your Majesty, Xu Mu's reaction today is unusual. Did the Xiaoguo army find this place?"

Yang Guang frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Don't guess wildly, hurry up to supervise the work, the sky is already light, and there is still one day in the day, we must build the Bairen Monument!"

In fact, he had already guessed this matter.

Although he and Lai Hu'er had no contact with the army, they didn't know anything about the outside world.

But today Xu Mu didn't come to be on duty.

Moreover, when he gave himself an order, Xu Mu exuded a very strong smell of blood.

Obviously, he's been on the battlefield.

But...Xu Mu only provided him with a list of eight deaths and asked for a monument to be erected.

The lives of these eight people have also been given to him.

Yang Guang discovered that these were just eight ordinary soldiers.

In other words, the Xiaoguo Army may have fought a battle with Wanmin City somewhere deep in the mountains, and the price was... eight people died in Wanmin City!
So what is the situation of the Xiaoguo Army?

Yang Guang didn't dare to think about it.

You know, that's the Xiaoguo Army...

It's fine if you can't attack the city, and if you fail in a direct confrontation, then this thief is too scary.

So when he saw Xu Mu's cold eyes, Yang Guang chose to obey, and agreed to Xu Mu very simply.

Didn't dare to take any shelf...

"Heroes of all peoples are immortal, but this kid... treats ordinary soldiers like national soldiers." Yang Guang shook his head and smiled wryly, taking the time to take a nap in the Municipal Planning Department.

He can only sleep for a while, and when he wakes up, he will go to see how the construction of the Bairen Monument is going.

He personally agreed to Xu Mu, as the emperor, he must not keep his word!
……

After a day and a night.

A hundred-ren monument was erected.

Almost a miracle!
In fact, Xu Mu didn't expect that Yang Guang could do it so quickly.

His original budget was two days. In winter, the bodies of the eight bodyguards would not rot easily and could be kept longer.

Standing in front of this monument, Xu Mu looked at the names of the eight people written on it, as well as the biography written in small letters, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Building a hundred-foot monument overnight, Lao Yang, you did a good job."

Xu Mu praised sincerely, and Yang Guang nodded slightly when he heard this, but he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"It's nothing. I have a person in the Sui Dynasty who built a Liuhe City with a circumference of eight miles and a height of ten ren overnight. It can be called a miracle." Yang Guang looked at the hundred-ren monument that he led to build overnight, and he was also quite interested. A sense of accomplishment, but still a little humble.

When Xu Mu heard this, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help asking, "Who is this?"

"He Chou, he was the young minister of the Taifu at that time." Yang Guang showed a smile. When he conquered Liaodong, it was this person who built Liuhe City overnight.

Then he crossed the Liao River without a bridge. It was He Chou who built a long bridge across the Liao River in two days.

Xu Mu nodded slightly, secretly remembering this person.

Another craftsman, his talent must not be wasted!
We must tie him up in the future!
"Master, the time has come." Kong Xingyue interrupted the chat between Xu Mu and Yang Guang.

Xu Mu nodded slightly, and ordered the defenders at the gate of Wanmin City to let the people outside the city into the city.

At the same time, the [-] elite soldiers and the [-] Iron Buddha Tu troops in the city, except for the [-] guarding the research institute, all came to the martyr's monument.

Because of the winter, the cement on the martyr's monument has not yet dried, but at the bottom, for the convenience of lettering, Yang Guang specially ordered someone to dry the cement with briquettes.

After receiving the order from the lord's mansion, all the people entered the city one after another, and saw a huge building hundreds of feet high from afar.

A huge monument stands.

There were eight characters written on it, and the literate people murmured out: "Heroes of all peoples, immortal!"

And at the forefront, the first batch of people standing were Xu Mu's iron Buddha soldiers.

The three hundred Tiefu Tu troops, even the bodyguards with severed arms and legs, have rushed to stand up with the support of their comrades, looking up at the monument.

Before today, there was no such monument in Wanmin City!
The sergeants who knew about it learned from other channels that this was specially built by the lord for the eight heroes who died in the war.

The full name is the Monument to the Heroes of the People!

This stone monument as high as a hundred feet stands in the sky, exuding an awe-inspiring atmosphere.

The [-] people were surrounded layer by layer, and no one whispered.

They stared at the monument.

"Maybe some of you already know it, and some of you don't. Just yesterday, Wanmin City was attacked by the Xiaoguo Army!"

Standing under the Monument to the Heroes of the People, Xu Mu shouted at the top of his voice with an amplified microphone: "They sent three thousand Xiaoguo troops! You may not understand what a Xiaoguo army is, but someone told you that the Xiaoguo army is called The First Army of the Sui Dynasty is not an exaggeration!"

"In the meaning of bravery and determination, all the recruits are composed of elite soldiers who have fought a hundred battles, but... just yesterday, our Iron Buddha Army in Wanmin City..."

Having said that, Xu Mu deliberately paused, his eyes sweeping towards the [-] Iron Buddha soldiers in black armor.

The eyes of tens of thousands of people and three thousand elite soldiers also looked at them.

All the three hundred pro-army held their heads high and held their chests high, a sense of pride arose.

They had never felt this way before yesterday.

"My Wanmin City Tiefutu army, with a number of three hundred, blocked the enemy on the hillside, and beheaded more than [-] people with a fierce and fearless momentum. Today, I took their armor and equipment and piled them here for everyone to watch!"

As soon as Xu Mu's words fell, not far from the other side of the Wanmin Monument, a hill covered with a huge blood-red silk cloth was lifted.

One after another Xuanjia was exposed! !

"This is the heroic appearance of our Tiefu Tu army. Even the first army of the Sui Dynasty is like a chicken and a dog in front of our army, vulnerable to a single blow!"

Xu Mu shouted at the top of his voice, and all the people were shocked when they saw this.

After quite a few knowledgeable people popularized the concept of the Xiaoguo Army to those uninformed people, all the people in Wanmin City couldn't help exclaiming: "Long live the lord! Long live the lord!"

The most intuitive thing for them is what Xu Mu brought to them.

However, they only shouted twice before Xu Mu stopped them.

"This battle is not due to someone's merit, it is because the soldiers of the Tiefutu army put their lives to the test, and they are not afraid of death, so they can create such a miracle!"

Xu Mu didn't take credit at all, but pointed to the eight people on the monument, and said in a deep voice: "Especially these eight people, I set up this monument specially, and I hope you all, remember these people who worked hard for the establishment of my Wanmin City. A hero who sacrificed his life!"

"Long live they deserve!"

"Heroes of all peoples should be immortal, we must never forget!"

Xu Mu made a generous statement. When it came to the emotional part, the three hundred guards couldn't help but shed tears. Many people looked up to the sky and shouted: "Heroes of all peoples, immortal!"

They are crying out for their lost comrades, and they are also crying out for themselves.

If there is no lord, they would not be where they are today.

Looking at the previous dynasties, only the unattainable big shots can set up a monument.

But today, the lord wrote his life on the hundred-ren high stele for the robe Zeshu stele that they died in battle.

All these things made the three hundred guards tearful and couldn't be more grateful.

(End of this chapter)