Rong Bai rarely responded obediently.

She rested her hand lightly on her stomach. If it had been before, Rong Bai would definitely use his own good body and the other party was a rookie to perfunctory, but this time, Rong Bai was really afraid.

"Hengqing, I won't be able to go to the battlefield in the future. Rong Bai raised his head and looked at Hengqing against the light.

Heng Qing was stunned, he didn't know why Rong Bai would say such a thing.

Seeing Hengqing's stunned appearance, Rong Bai smiled. She never imagined that she would one day judge herself like that. She was born in the last days, grew up in the last days, and fighting, has become her own instinct.

Now, however, she was finally going to let go of her instincts.

"Hengqing, let's take a look at the Eagle Guard and the Wolf Guard. Rong Bai looked at Hengqing and said suddenly.

In the last days, there will be no funeral. The corpses of those who died on the battlefield would definitely be spoiled by the beasts. The remaining stumps will also be reduced to nothingness under the abilities of the Stranger.

Therefore, Rong Bai has never attended such a funeral.

Hengqing, open the door, outside the door, there is a long line of spirits. Rong Bai and Wei Xuan left the Northwest Camp with a team of several thousand people, but the only people who came back were the dozens of people who were rescued by Wuhou Ye in the end. The only thing left is this one coffin.

And that's just that, the people who were rescued later, and the bodies of many more people, have long been found.

Rong Bai sat at the gate, watching the coffins pass in front of his eyes one after another. Tears slowly fell.

"Originally, the Northwest soldiers would not have such a funeral. Hengqing walked to Rong Bai's side, bent over, and held Rong Bai's hand: "However, the wolf guard is not a soldier from the northwest, they have stayed here because of us, and it is reasonable that they should be buried." ”

"Hmm. Rong Bai's eyes were full of tears.

She saw that the cart pulling the coffin had a small wooden sign in front of it, which was a tablet. On this tablet, two words were written, Feng Lie.

That's Boss Feng's name.

"Thank you. Rong Bai cried.

Hengqing held Rong Bai's hand tightly, he didn't want Rong Bai to cry, but it was better to cry than to keep her in his heart.

"The ancestral hall is behind the camp, Xiaobai, let's go see them off for the last time." Hengqing bowed his head and spoke.

Rong Bai nodded.

The funerals of Wolf Wei and Eagle Guard were not grand, but it can be seen that Wei Hou Ye and Hengqing really put a lot of effort into this funeral. The place where the camp is stationed is a plain near the mountain, and the place chosen by the ancestral hall is close to the mountains and rivers.

The bones of the soldiers have long been cremated. There is no saying that the corpses on the northwest border are left after death, and if the corpses on the battlefield are not cremated, God knows how many plagues will occur in the northwest.

Behind the ancestral hall, there is a hill.

The soil attached to the outside is still new, and there is the burial place of all the eagle guards and wolf guards.

What makes others mourn is the tablets in front of the coffin. It is neatly placed in the ancestral hall in front of the hill. Rong Bai leaned on Hengqing, on this occasion, she didn't want to sit in a wheelchair at all.

Rong Bai didn't go to the back of the ancestral hall, the burning behind the ancestral hall hadn't ended, and Rong Bai's body was not suitable to go there.

She was in front of the ancestral hall and looked at it for a long time. It has been a long time with the Eagle Guardian Wolf Guard, and even, many of them, Rong Bai can still name them, and say a few words, and even some people, Rong Bai still remembers what they look like.

"Hengqing, you can choose a name for our child. Rong Bai said suddenly.

Hengqing was stunned.

Since Rong Bai woke up, neither of them talked about the child. But both of them knew how much they were looking forward to this child. Rong Bai had never talked about the child before, but why did she mention the child at this time?

Rong Bai didn't wait for Hengqing's response, and said to himself: "When I was finally besieged, Feiluan was the chief general of the Eagle Guard, but I am also the chief general of the Wolf Guard. ”

Rong Bai's gaze fell on the neatly arranged tablets: "Every time, Feiluan participates in the battle, but I don't have to participate in the battle every time." Rong Bai paused, lowered his head, and looked at his stomach: "They all take care of the children." ”

Whether it's the Eagle Guard or the Wolf Guard, they are all rough guys. Even if there are a few women in the Eagle Guard, they can't be called girls. At most, it's the difference between a real man and a female man. However, even these rough men have a gentle heart.

They, each and every one of them, are looking forward to their own children, looking forward to the children who are white. Protect your pale child as if you were your own child. Therefore, Rong Bai thought, the children in the womb should not forget them.

"Pick a name that relates to them. Rong Bai turned his head and looked at Hengqing expectantly.

"Gu Xi. Hengqing thought for a while, then lowered his head and looked at Rong Bai: "Xiaobai, this kid is called Gu Xi." When he grows up, let him come to the northwest from time to time to see these people who saved his life. ”

Gu Xi.

Rong Bai lowered his head and looked at his stomach. "Gu Xi, it's very good. ”

Hengqing stretched out his hand, grabbed Rong Bai's shoulder, and when he looked at these tablets again, his eyes were much kinder. The husband and wife looked at the priest's ancestral hall and waited for the funeral to begin.

The host of the funeral is none other than Marquis Wu, who is the soul of the Northwest Army and the most respectable person in the hearts of the people of the Northwest. Such a person, who came to preside over the funeral and died on the battlefield, whether it was the people or the soldiers, was satisfied.

The sacrificial text is very long, and there are many rare characters in it.

Rong Bai had a hard time listening to it, but Wu Houye, who had the lowest level of education in the entire capital, memorized these sacrificial texts one word at a time. The awkward sacrificial text finally stopped, and Rong Bai turned against the light and saw the water on the face of Marquis Wu.

A marshal who has been on the horse for half his life, usually shouting for bleeding without tears, finally cried at such a funeral. There is no sound, but it is infectious.

Rong Bai turned his head with tears in his eyes, and the people around him who came to mourn were all in tears.

In this, no one knows how many Dayong soldiers and how many Dayong people there are. Some of the people who came, some of them, had relatives, and they were buried behind the ancestral hall, and some of them just came to see their comrades-in-arms.

Rong Bai turned against the light, saw this scene, gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

The flames, licked on the white strips of cloth and the yellow straw paper, slowly fell on the red flames. Such a scorching day and such a flame bring a rolling heat wave. However, neither the people nor the soldiers hid.

It was not yet autumn, but the entire northwest military camp was indeed a scene of slaughter.

Rong Bai clenched his fists and watched in silence as the flames burned to extinguish and finally to ashes.

"I want to end this war, I want everyone to live together in peace, why can't we create a world like gentle?" Rong Bai said word by word.