The more a person knows the value of time, the more he feels the pain of losing time!

- Alighelli Dante (Italian poet, one of the pioneers of the European Renaissance)

After all the families of the fallen soldiers had come to the platform, Bai Feng raised his hand to signal the trumpeters behind him to stop blowing the trumpets in the midst of a cry; the low sound of the trumpets stopped, and only the sound of the military flag hunting in the wind and the low sobs in front of the barracks remained. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Soldiers of the city of Rome, families of fallen soldiers, we are here today to hold this ceremony, not only to reward our victorious soldiers, but also to mourn our robes who died on the battlefield!

I know how cruel it is for your loved ones who are still alive in this world to have lost their family, and I know how sad it is for you to lose your son, your husband, your brother, and your father.

But our homes need to be protected, our families need to be protected, our warriors must be on the front to defend the promised land behind us with their swords and blood, and perhaps you and me will be the next to die tomorrow, because sacrifice is always inevitable.

And I, as the governor of Rome, I can promise you that every soldier who dies on the battlefield will not die in vain, and that their sacrifice is worthwhile, and it is their sacrifice that will bring peace and happiness to our families behind us.

I remember that I once said to you when I went out on the expedition, every soldier of Rome is a hero of our city of Rome when you are alive, and you are still a martyr of your city of Rome when you die, and I will make your life glorious and die great!"

Speaking of this, Bai Feng suddenly turned around and motioned to the forty-four generals and guards of Antio behind him, and at the same time opened the twenty-two boxes full of gold coins, and the twenty-two boxes of gold coins were exposed to the sun, emitting a dazzling golden light!

"For every soldier who dies in the battle for the city of Rome, our city of Rome will give him enough pensions so that his family can live a stable and comfortable life, this is my promise to everyone here and to all the soldiers of Rome!

The families of the 2,858 soldiers who died in the battle for Rome will receive a pension from our city of Rome, their parents will be supported by our city of Rome, and their children will be raised by our city of Rome.

All the pensions, and the subsequent expenses for the maintenance of the elderly and the children, will be calculated by us at the Doge of Rome, and here today I am not giving you these things, but the reward that each one of you deserves in battle!

The families of the soldiers who participated in the battle of Rome were given a reward of ten gold coins for their deeds, and had nothing to do with pensions and maintenance.

Each of you who fought the enemy cavalry in the north, led by General Licinius, will be rewarded with five gold coins, which is your due reward for fighting Rome to the end, and as for those who meet the enemy on the west bank, you will also be rewarded with three gold coins, which is also the reward you deserve for your victory!"

In this award ceremony, Bai Feng did not plan to use anyone's hand to help him award the award, even if there were nearly 20,000 soldiers and 3,000 families of fallen soldiers under the stage who needed to be awarded, he would personally hand over the gold coins to everyone.

Bai Feng, who walked down from the point platform, went straight to the center of the group of families of the fallen soldiers, and behind him were two soldiers carrying a box full of gold coins;

"Auntie, your son is a martyr of our city of Rome, and a hero in the hearts of every living Roman, and it is precisely because of his heroic performance on the battlefield that the final victory of our city of Rome will be achieved, and you should be proud of your son!"

As he spoke, Bai Feng also took out ten gold coins from the wooden box behind him and stuffed them into the hands of the old lady, and said to the old lady who couldn't cry: "Auntie, you can take this money and take care of it for a long time, as long as there is one person alive among our soldiers in Rome City, there will never be an invader who can destroy your peaceful life, this is the guarantee that all our Rome City warriors promise you!"

"Woooooooooo......oo Governor, you are truly as merciful as the gods of heaven......! My unsuccessful son has been in trouble since he was a child, and even his relatives in the family scolded him for being unproductive, and only you said that he was a hero. Woowoo woo ......"

"Alas......" Listening to the cry of the old lady, Bai Feng's heart is also sour, every mother in the world is great; even if her son is no longer promising, in the eyes of his mother, he is also the best son, this is maternal love!

At this moment, Bai Feng sounded his mother, and hugged the crying old lady wordlessly, and after a while, Bai Feng, whose eyes were red, came to the next old man's side;

Looking at this strong old man, Bai Feng stuffed the gold coin into his hand and comforted him: "Uncle, your son is also one of the bravest warriors in our Roman City, his performance on the battlefield is worthy of his name as a warrior, he is the pride of all of us!"

To Bai Feng's surprise, the old man did not accept the gold coin he had stuffed, but instead pushed back his hand holding the gold coin, he raised his red eyes, tried to straighten his spine, which was already becoming more and more rickety, and said to Bai Feng stiffly:

"My son is the ninth generation of our family, I have taught him to be a brave and fearless warrior since he was a child, he has lived up to my teachings, nor has he lived up to the trust of your Governor, this is his mission, and it is also his glory, I am proud of my son!

But I can't ask for these gold coins, my wife has long since left me, and I have no relatives in this world except this only son; ”

The old man's righteous and awe-inspiring words were not a taste in Bai Feng's ears, he really couldn't imagine how painful this old man who had lost his wife earlier and was now sending a white-haired person to a black-haired man felt in his heart, he could only stuff the gold coin again, and said sincerely:

"Uncle, you have lost your only son, but you are definitely not alone, from today onwards, every soldier in our Roman city is your son, and this money is not my reward for your son, but for your other sons!"