The Ryukyu War Temple is located at the eastern foot of Nakayama, and Shurijo Castle guards the western foot of Nakayama Mountain, overlooking the entire port of Naha Bay. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Prime Minister's Mansion is stationed at the highest point in Zhongshan, which is close to the top of the mountain, and was built on the basis of the main military camp of the Shimazu family in the past, where you can overlook the entire eastern and western coastlines of Ryukyu Island.

After the Prime Minister's Mansion to the east, on a foothill that descends more than 100 meters above sea level, there is a group of Chinese-style palaces layer upon layer, which is the temple of the god of war in the mouth of the Chinese people.

The Temple of the God of War is just a name passed down by the common people, and the official name of this place is the Chinese Military Memorial Hall, and later after expansion, a series of buildings such as the Heroes Memorial Hall and the Deeds Museum were added.

To put it bluntly, it is just a cemetery for soldiers who died in battle, but it is a very high-level place to enjoy the Chinese national incense offerings.

The ancients believed in gods, Europeans believed in heaven and hell, Asians believed in the reincarnation of the soul, and death was not the beginning of another form.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that there is no one to sacrifice after death, and thus become a poor lonely ghost.

The military memorial hall is to dispel the worries of those warriors, no matter who you are or what your identity is, as long as you are a person who sacrificed your life for the country, your soul can be sacrificed here.

If you can find the body, you will be buried in the cemetery, and those who bring back the ashes will also have a columbarium to park, if you don't even bring the ashes back, then send your file here, and your name will become a tablet and you can also get sacrifices.

There are countless carvings in the military memorial hall, which include famous emperors and generals in Chinese history, three emperors and five emperors in ancient mythology, and so on.

Famous generals in the Han and Tang dynasties are also carved and enshrined, which is actually to condense the belligerent atmosphere of the Chinese people and maintain the martial spirit of the Han people.

It may be that there are too many statues of these people, and the common people spontaneously call this the temple of the god of war, and even bring incense here every once in a while to burn incense and pray for blessings.

Xiao Lotian will never go against the good wishes of the people in this kind of thing, everyone is willing to burn incense and pray for blessings, and is willing to offer fragrant flowers and fruits, which are all good things only encouraged, and there is no such thing as demolishing the stage.

It is precisely because of Xiao Letian's support that the military memorial hall has begun to expand continuously over the years, and with the acceleration of the pace of Chinese conquest, more and more soldiers have been buried here.

Not only the military memorial, but also the CIA has a secret memorial, where the unsung heroes who died on the hidden front without the slightest honor also sleep.

So much so that in the end, a hero memorial was added, even if you are a civilian, but you have had heroic deeds, and you are loved by the whole people, you can also be buried here after death.

It has become a memorial hall for the Chinese spirit, and after each war, the memorial tablet of the heroic souls of the war dead is indispensable.

The Pacific Ocean breeze blows bitterly along the mountain slopes of Zhongshan, and all the flags leading to the Military Memorial Hall are hunted by the sea breeze.

The road leading to the city has long been swept away, all the stone steps have even been washed by the spring water three times, and the javelin-like soldiers in military uniforms and guns stand solemnly like clay sculptures.

Behind the soldiers, countless people dressed in black or white plain clothes and wearing paper flowers on their chests were waiting quietly, and even the youngest children did not dare to be impatient in the slightest.

The mountain wind is howling, the seabirds are singing, the heavens and the earth are mourning, and all the people are weeping!

Today, the corpses of the first batch of 600 Chinese soldiers who have been screened will be buried in the ground, and the largest public memorial service after the Far East War will soon begin.

Boom Boom Boom ...... A dull and monotonous sound sounded from the foot of the mountain, and the leather boots and horseshoes of the soldiers carrying the coffins trampled on the stone slabs with a neat roar.

Chinese military flags, remnant blood flags, and troop number flags...... Led by various flags, an endless procession of coffins appeared in front of everyone.

"It's coming! The Heroic Spirit Team is here......" There was a miserable cry from the crowd, and many white-haired people burst into tears at that time.

The first 300 or so coffins were all soldiers who returned with Quan He's corpse, and each coffin was carried by eight soldiers, and the coffin carrying procession of more than 2,400 people circled from the city to the foot of the mountain like a long dragon.

He was followed by a soldier holding an altar of ashes, and then a heroic spirit with no bones and only a tablet.

In front of each coffin, there is no distinction between chiefs and soldiers, and there is no difference between nobles and commoners, and all the orders are only in the order of the surnames.

Zhao Wenlie...... Woowoo...... It is the tablet of my neighborhood...... Brother, are you back......" There was a bang on the mountain road, and people looked at the familiar name and wept silently, and the tiger in the army, who was still alive and well years ago, was lying quietly in the coffin waiting for someone else's burial.

Sun Lei...... Woo woo woo ...... I'm your cousin, look at me again......" Hundreds of people stepped forward amid the cry, but were stopped by the military police who maintained order.

There were cries everywhere, paper money was floating everywhere, and the military and police were also moved by the atmosphere one by one, and tears and snot flowed desperately...... I know you're not comfortable, and neither are we...... Woowoo...... Please, don't rush, don't rush into the auspicious time! Please......"

"Big brother sent you money...... Go all the way!" In the roar, piles of white paper money were thrown in the air, blown away by the sea breeze and fluttering like snow in the mountains and rivers.

The scene was uncontrollable at this moment, and one familiar name after another was shouted out by the people, and this public memorial meeting attended by 100,000 people completely burst into tears.

"The soul has returned...... The soul is back!"

Liquor worth 100 gold smashed the seals, the fragrant liquor was sprinkled on the ground, and the simple people paid tribute to these sacrificed heroes in every way they could think of.

Basically, every four or five steps, there is an incense burner filled with incense, and the precious sandalwood incense emits green smoke, making the whole valley feel like a thick fog.

I am a tiger when I go up the mountain, I am a dragon when I go down to the sea, and I am a great hero in the world! I wave my hand to make the rain, I dance in the wind, and I look at my Chinese dragon rising in the east. After how many thunderstorms, how many winds, after thousands of frosts, I spent 10,000 winters, why fear the wind, what fear of rain, why fear of the mountains shaking the ground If I shake the sky, its potential can swallow the rainbow......"

I don't know when, someone in the crowd suddenly sang the military songs of the earliest Chinese people, and they used their singing to pay tribute to these heroes who had become gods.

"I am a tiger when I go up the mountain, I am a dragon when I go down to the sea, I am a great hero in the world! I wave my hand to make the rain, I dance in the wind, Look at my Chinese dragon rising in the east. The sons and daughters of the Putian dragon are twisted into a rope, I don't believe in the secluded Shenzhou, I don't lead the world's wind, the mighty air is like a magnificent wave of billions of dragon species, and there is my Chinese dragon ...... in the midst of the wind and clouds."

The singing gathered together like the waves of the sea and the wind and clouds, and the drums swayed forward and went straight to the temple of war, and at this moment the flags leading the way were already lined up on both sides of the square, and the first coffin was finally raised.

The figure familiar to tens of millions of Chinese people walked out, the generalissimo had removed all the gold stars and gaudy decorations, his eyes were red and swollen and he stood under the altar, and when the first coffin walked in front of Xiao Letian, the soldier stopped.

The tablet with the name of the heroic spirit written on it quietly faced Xiao Letian, as if the soul of a dead soldier was looking at him, the founder of the Chinese tribe who led them to revival, led them to struggle, and finally led him to death.

It seems that until the end, the soldier still puffed up his chest and reported to his leader: "I have not failed, I have not been intimidated, I have died on the way to charge from beginning to end!"

At this moment, Xiao Letian could no longer suppress his emotions, tears rolled down, he put his right hand into his chest, and actually knelt down on one knee in front of tens of millions of soldiers and civilians.

"Brother, I hear you...... You have accomplished your historical mission!

Tears rolled down, and Xiao Letian, who was kneeling on the ground, shouted, "I have seen your exploits!

"Hero, go all the way!" All the honor guards in front of the memorial hall, as well as all the senior military and political officials of the Chinese nationality, all fell to the ground at this moment.