Three hundred coffins plus three hundred columbariums, the leader of the six hundred heroic spirits can't see their heads, the first heroic spirit tablet has begun to enter the temple, and the last columbarium has just entered the mountain road. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Lotian and the Chinese officials knelt on the ground to welcome the heroic spirit into the temple, although Xiao Lotian canceled the daily kneeling ceremony, but in this kind of sacrifice place where people and gods are separated and the heavens are separated, the deceased deserve to be kneeled by everyone.

If the six hundred heroic spirits kneel from the beginning to the end, it will take at least four hours, Wang Huaiyuan felt sorry for the prime minister but did not dare to persuade him, so he had to give King Shangtai a look, and King Shangtai, who was kneeling behind Xiao Letian, could only quietly step forward.

"Prime Minister, you have already arrived, please get up......! It's going to be a long time ......."

"Stand down!" Xiao Letian scolded, "These heroic souls don't even want their lives for the sake of the Chinese people, aren't they worth my kneel?

King Shangtai retreated with a disgraced face after being reprimanded, and then turned his head to give Sima Yun and the others a helpless expression, and at this time, the team carrying the coffin had already accelerated its speed, and the atmosphere was becoming more and more solemn.

No one dared to make any extraneous branches, the tablets of the heroic spirits slowly passed in front of everyone with the momentum of a mountain, and the cries of 100,000 people gathered were earth-shattering, and all the temples and Taoist temples in the entire Naha Castle rang in unison, and the chanting continued.

Even the newly built churches began to celebrate Mass to pray for the dead.

The whole city had come to a standstill, all the workers had stopped what they were doing, all the merchants had stopped trading, and the people who had not been able to go up the mountain in person because of the restrictions on the number of people had spontaneously stood in silence in the streets.

The foreigners of the whole city were shocked, the captains and sailors on the ships did not dare to urge the stevedores who stopped their work, and the European merchants who had crossed the ocean looked at the Chinese merchants who were negotiating blankly, put down their abacus and walked out of the street to pay silent tribute in the direction of the Temple of the Eastern God of War.

Seeing this scene, these foreign businessmen were all moved, and took off their top hats one after another to show respect, and many returnees recorded this touching scene in their diaries.

"The whole city suddenly turned gray, and Naha had a tropical maritime climate, with flowers that bloom all year round, green trees that don't fade all year round, and colorful buildings decorated with fuel. ”

"But on that day, the whole city changed...... The people spontaneously covered the bright flowers with newspapers and cloths, the red decorations in the houses were temporarily put away, and the people in the streets gave up their bright clothes and wore more black, white and gray ......"

"All of them prayed for the souls of the war dead, and I even saw babbling children throwing prayer flowers in front of the temple shrines......"

"This is an official-led but voluntary festival, a festival where there is no laughter but crying, and I have never seen such a spontaneous public sacrifice anywhere in Asia...... The martial spirit of the Chinese can be seen!"

"It's so terrible, the Chinese seem to be a curse, and all the Asians who are thrown into it, whether it's Han Chinese or Fuso, Nanyang or Korean...... All of them suddenly abandoned their old weak side and became extremely aggressive, and the light in their eyes was terrifying......"

"I have only seen such a look in the Prussian barracks, a spirit solidified by the martial arts of the whole people, a momentum in which a nation has reduced its head and is ready to pierce the oppression of other countries......"

"The Chinese people, since the day they were born, have accumulated countless explosive powers, maybe that power has always existed in the hearts of the people in Asia, and Xiao Letian is just a good guide!"

This public festival not only shocked countless foreigners in Naha Castle, but also shocked many Western dignitaries who watched the ceremony in the memorial hall.

As the status of the Chinese community grew, so did the attention of the world's attention to the Ryukyus, and at this moment the major Western powers had set up offices in Naha.

Among them, the offices of Prussia and the United States were the most luxuriously built, and it may be a while before the level of the office can be upgraded to an embassy.

At present, there are no ambassadors to the Ryukyus, but there are many diplomats at the level of counselors, and they have been invited to the public festival.

The Russian counsellor angrily rejected the invitation of the Prime Minister's Office, the French counsellor only attended without speaking, and the diplomats of other countries published commemorative articles in the Chinese Daily as a sign of respect.

Prussia and the United States, on the other hand, directly sent people to speak at the memorial meeting, and praised these soldiers who died in battle, which made the French and British ministers all look sideways.

After the public festival began, these boring spectators couldn't sit still, thinking that it was just a formal performance, but they didn't expect that what came up was an amazing scene of 100,000 people crying and mourning millions.

This is not a drama, nor is it a deliberately arranged performance, this is the heartfelt cry of millions of Chinese people, and their tribute to heroes is all the truest emotion.

The white paper money in the sky has covered the green of a valley, the incense smoke of the offering is steaming like a cloud, and the sound of crying vibrates the four fields to make people look sideways, and what is even worse is that Xiao Letian's kneeling directly detonated the atmosphere of the memorial.

All the European spectators could not sit still, and even the French counsellor hated these Chinese in his heart, and he had to take off his hat and stand solemnly on this occasion.

These European diplomats bowed their heads, and in such an atmosphere of sorrow, the slightest hint of disrespect could lead to a great diplomatic conflict.

And what's even more terrifying is that they seem to really feel it, and there are really countless heroic spirits watching them in mid-air, staring at them deadly, making them feel like pins and needles, and they have to stand solemnly.

The atmosphere was already bursting, and it was not only the diplomats who were sitting on pins and needles, but in a corner of the memorial, behind the window lattice of a house, two pairs of frightened eyes were watching everything before them.

Exxon and Molière, two captives held here by CIA soldiers with heavy chains on their hands.

The location of the window is very good, and you can see the whole panorama of the public memorial conference, those coffins, ashes, altars, flags...... Flashing in front of the two, the mountain wind howled like a ghost crying, and the backs of the two were already soaked with cold sweat.

Molière...... Can you guess what Xiao Lotian asked us to do? Will he judge us in front of the people? Will he shoot us in public......

Molière...... You're smarter than me, you have to figure it out! I don't want to die, I don't want to die......"