Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 83 Characteristics of the Arc de Triomphe (Please follow up! Please recommend tickets!)
[Spectacle Name: Arc de Triomphe]

[Spectacle rating: A+ level]

[Location of the spectacle: Dongning Prefecture, Yizhou Island]

[Introduction to spectacle: a symbol of victory and glory, decorate it with endless victories! 】

[Wonder features: monarch prestige +20%, army morale +10%, local recruitment time -25%]

"A+ level, that is, it is higher than my first Wonder Monument, so the task reward is also higher!" Zheng Kezang communicated with the system.

[Task Reward: 1000 Brilliant Points]

[The construction of the Arc de Triomphe is completed, and the hidden gift package is obtained]

This time it is 1000 points!
Thinking that the brilliant points he possessed broke through four digits, Zheng Kezang suddenly felt that he was rich again!

Thinking about it, I only had 15 points left before, and I could only look at the dazzling array of products in the system mall and sigh.

Now that I have 1000 points, I have a total of 1015 points, and I can start another idea group.

But don't worry, let's finish the Arc de Triomphe first.

Zheng Kezang took the lead, riding a handsome white horse under him, he looked like a young general!
When he walked into the Arc de Triomphe, the whole scene suddenly boiled.

The common people shouted: "Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

After Zheng Kezang entered, the guards followed closely behind with firm and murderous steps.

Guards soldiers with bayonets drove the black crowd of five hundred Spanish captives slowly into the Arc de Triomphe.

These captives had their hands bound and strung together with ropes in a long row.

These captives are very well-behaved, unruly people would not participate in such a grand ceremony, and most of them were killed and horrified.

At this time, Zheng Kezang had already passed through the Arc de Triomphe, waiting for them all to finish walking in the other half.

Beside him are the officials of the Ministry of Punishment, who are kneeling and waiting for the decree, waiting for Zheng Jing to judge the prisoners.

"Silence! Silence!" The soldiers in Yongwei Town suddenly shouted in unison.

Because Zheng Jing is going to speak!

Zheng Jing said slowly: "Xiyi went against the sky and killed our Ming people repeatedly. His crimes are obvious and beyond description. The crime is unforgivable, and he was ordered to be sent to the market to be executed in a hurry!"

The voice of Zheng Jing's sentence was heard far away, and the people of Dongning Mansion rarely heard Zheng Jing's voice, because his health was getting worse as he got older, and he seldom showed his face recently.

Among the Spanish prisoners, some could understand Chinese, and they were so frightened that they burst into tears. He hoarsely shouted: "The king, spare me, spare me!"

Naturally, Zheng Jing would not spare these heinous people, and all the prisoners were taken away one after another, because the date of execution of the criminals was set for tomorrow, and today is a day of celebration and victory.

After the prisoner presentation ceremony, the "Steel Torrent March" sounded on the scene, and the victory parade continued.

Over the past year, there have been a lot of military parades, but the common people are still not tired of aesthetics.

The orderly transformation of the queue, pouring into the hard training results of the guards, also shocked the hearts of all the people who watched the military parade.

What the common people didn't expect was that there was a group of guards with deep faces and plain clothes.

Taking a closer look, they were holding tablets in their hands.

Their destination was the newly built Martyrs' Shrine behind the Arc de Triomphe Square.

The Shrine of Martyrs is very large, and it was built before the Arc de Triomphe. Therefore, some of the generals who died heroically and soldiers whose names were found have been worshiped in the temple.

The people had heard about the existence of the Martyr's Shrine long ago, so they also knew what was going to happen next, and the audience fell silent.

In the huge square, there is the sound of orderly and powerful walking.

When approaching the Martyrs' Shrine, more than 600 guards lined up one by one.

"Guo Jun, Ninth Brigade, First Battalion, First Town, Guards Army!"

"Xue Han, First Team, Second Battalion, First Town, Second Battalion, Guards Army!"

"Hu Bao, Eighth Team, Second Battalion, First Town, Second Battalion, Guards Army!"

"Xue Yongwang, Eighth Team, Third Battalion, First Town, Guards Army!"

"Lu Chengtian, [-]th Regiment, [-]th Battalion, [-]st Town, Guards Army!"

"Tian Rong, Tenth Regiment, Fourth Battalion, First Town, Guards Army!"

"Ding Kangcheng, [-]st Team, [-]th Battalion, [-]st Town, [-]st Guards Army!"

"Gaoze, the second team of the sixth battalion of the first town of the Guards!"

"Li Li, Third Team, Eighth Battalion, First Town, Eighth Battalion, Guards Army!"

Every time a tablet is put in, the name of the soldier who died in battle will be shouted.

Looking at this scene, Zheng Kezang thought of a part of the movie "Eight Hundred" that he had seen in his previous life.

Facing the invasion of the Japanese army, the defenders of the Sixing Warehouse had to act as human bombs.

In that clip, the soldiers were wrapped with bombs in front of and behind them. They quickly formed a column and jumped down one by one without hesitation or flinching. They seemed to be paratroopers carrying parachute bags and preparing to jump off the plane. .

But they don't have the excellent equipment and relaxed attitude of the airborne troops to carry out training tasks. They are just human bombs screaming out their last words.

The name that was yelled out, and the muffled sound that was slammed, all of them were like a heavy punch hitting people's hearts.

But these heroic, tragic sacrifices, and real soldiers are only "actors on the stage of war" in the eyes of high-level officials and bargaining chips on the negotiating table.

Zheng Kezang swore secretly that he would not become such a despicable person, nor would he regard the soldiers who died in battle as cold numbers, which were once living people.

However, the more than 600 soldiers who died in battle do not know whose son or husband they are.

Some people at the scene had already cried into tears, and some fainted directly because they heard the names of their relatives.

"They died for the country, for China, and they will still be famous in history!"

After finishing speaking, Zheng Kezang bowed deeply in the direction of the sad family members.

This bow was due, but Zheng Kezang felt that it was not enough, so he walked towards the Martyr's Shrine.

In the silent scene, he was the only one walking around, and everyone was looking at him.

Step by step, step by step, he walks on the tip of everyone's heart.

Walking to the gate of the Martyrs' Shrine, Zheng Kezang took the three sticks of incense from the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

Everyone watched him put three sticks of incense on the incense burner and bowed deeply.

I don't know why, although the scene is so solemn, everyone feels their blood boils in their hearts, and they can't wait to go to the battlefield and do their best for Zheng Kezang.

Wrap the corpse in horse leather, and then go to the martyr's shrine to rest with the country.

After walking out of the Martyr's Shrine, Zheng Kezang said to the crowd: "Families of the fallen soldiers, please come to the Martyr's Shrine tomorrow morning. I, Zheng Kezang, will give you 50 taels of compensation silver. If you can't come, the guards will send it to you. If the fallen soldiers have children, the Yanping Palace will provide you with education."

This is Zheng Kezang's pension plan, and it may not be enough. He will continue to issue new preferential treatment policies in the future, all of which are deserved for his hard work.

They will not sacrifice in vain. In the future, they will witness every step of China's revival in the Martyrs' Shrine.

(End of this chapter)