When he left the Hero's Tomb with a heavy heart and went to the Soul Returning Hall, Lin Feng's expression was much lower. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update

There is no smile on weekdays, and there is no pride in pointing out the country and swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

Slowly come to the outside of the Soul Hall, the towering red brick and white wall, the masonry under the eaves of the wall is built with a bucket arch, the style is simple and heavy, the color of the whole hall is in the middle, and the brown and red are mostly matched with gray, the hall is solemn, but the atmosphere is vigorous.

The entire Gui Soul Hall is circular, and the Temple of Heaven is higher and taller than the Temple of Heaven, which is the core of the ancestral hall and the place where the ashes of Yan Jun are placed.

Under the eaves of the towering roof, there is a plaque inlaid with gold mahogany, and the dragon flying and the phoenix dance write the three words of the Soul Hall.

Concentrating on the exterior decoration of the Returning Soul Hall, Lin Feng was extremely satisfied in his heart, it cost a lot of money to build the Returning Soul Hall, and the materials were all excellent materials, just to create the best place for the Yan Army Heroic Spirit.

He didn't stay outside for long, Lin Feng crossed the threshold and walked in slowly.

The hall is very simple, there is no fixed point of redundant decoration, in the main hall, one by one circular steps, the steps are increasing layer by layer, as if countless ribbons are suspended in the air.

On each layer of steps, the Yan Army spirit seat made of Nanmu is placed, the name of the deceased is written in front of the spiritual seat, and the time when the deceased joined the army, as well as the battle and death experience are engraved on the back.

"A lot, there should be more than 100,000?" Lin Feng muttered to himself.

In the past, all his thoughts were on the battle, but he never expected that so many people would be killed in the battle, compared to the people in the Soul Hall, there were more Yan soldiers with no bones left in the hero's tomb.

After several years of war, hundreds of thousands of Yan soldiers were killed, which made Lin Feng want to end the war as soon as possible and let the people live a prosperous life.

This time, Situ did not explain, Zhang Yu, Feng Shihu, Hou Mingfeng and other generals could still feel the solemnity of the atmosphere, compared with the Hero's Tomb, the spiritual position set up in the Soul Hall more intuitively showed the number of casualties of the Yan army.

Walking out of the Soul Returning Hall, Lin Feng took a deep breath, death and responsibility made him feel extremely depressed, and there was an indescribable pain.

At this time, Situ walked over, pointed to the people who were visiting from all sides, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, we should cherish the memory of the heroic spirit, and we should look forward to the future, only by ending the war, the people will not suffer from the war, and the athletes of Yan Guo will not have to die on the battlefield." ”

"In half an hour, let's hold the ceremony!" Looking at the people on all sides, Lin Feng admonished.

During the visit, not only Lin Feng and others cherished the form of remembering the martyrs and paying tribute to the heroes, but the people present also had a heavy heart.

Even many military families, after going to the Heroes' Grave and the Hall of Returning Souls, saw the names of fathers, sons, husbands, brothers or friends carved on the tombstones or spiritual seats, and many couldn't help but whimper or cry sadly.

The ceremony of not celebrating became more and more sad, Lin Feng was very helpless, and he just wanted to get out of here quickly.

Found a sunny place, Lin Feng quietly looked up at space, he was a soldier in two lives, he was still not used to this atmosphere of yin and yang.

Soon there was a heavy drumming in the ears, slow but low, depressed and sad, and soon the people who visited quickly returned,

The ceremony was held in the square in front of the Gui Soul Hall, and the people gathered from all sides.

At this time, after a compact drum beat, Liu Xuanyuan stood up again and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. Said loudly: "The memorial ceremony has officially begun!" ”

The memorial ceremony is divided into two parts, offering to the sky, worshiping the kings of the Yan Kingdom, and worshipping the Yan army who died in battle, and the highlight is to worship the Yan army who died in battle and place the ashes.

Therefore, the ceremonies of worshipping the heavens and worshipping the kings of the Yan Kingdom were very simple and did not consume much time.

According to Lin Feng's understanding, there were also many virtuous kings in the history of Yan Kingdom, but later Lin Feng's first two generations of emperors almost lost the heritage of Yan Kingdom, and they were completely moths among the emperors of Yan Kingdom.

Otherwise, when he came to Yan Kingdom, Yan Kingdom's situation would not be so bad.

"Let's hold a ceremony to place Yan Jun's ashes." Lin Feng muttered to Liu Xuanyuan in a low voice, sacrificing the heavens and paying tribute to the ancestors of the Yan Kingdom, these two things, he was not very interested.

Instead of pinning your hopes on the illusory, it is better to rely on your own hard work and fight for the world.

Hearing this, Liu Xuanyuan quickly took action, he knew how much Lin Feng attached importance to the placement of Yan Jun's ashes.

With a wave of his hand, the Yan army in front of the Soul Hall lined up and blew the trombone, making a melodious sound, shocking the audience, and next to him, dozens of sturdy men were also beating drums violently.

When the two fierce voices were mixed together, another voice came from behind the onlookers.

"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son!

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the son! ”

Suddenly, the onlookers looked back and saw thousands of Yan soldiers, dressed in black, with white yarn tied to their foreheads, carrying red wooden planks on their shoulders, and Yan Jun's urn was placed in the center of the wooden board.

These Yan Jun's expressions were extremely serious, calm, without the slightest mood swing, and they chanted softly in their mouths, and the sound of sluggishness spread in all directions.

Yan Jun walked slowly, chanting repeatedly, and the tone of his mouth was sad, catchy, and easy to remember.

Perhaps infected by the atmosphere of the Yan army, the people who were the first to hear the music in the rear couldn't help but sing a cappella, full of heaviness and sorrow.

Gradually, it spread among the people, and the sound became louder and louder, almost evolving into a chorus.

"How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son! How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. ........ with the son"

The sound became louder and louder, reaching the sky, as if this song could be heard in the entire Jinyang City.

When Yan Jun carried the wooden board of Yan Jun's urn on his shoulder and walked less than ten steps away from the Soul Returning Hall, Yan Jun suddenly stopped in front.

The drums stopped, the horns stopped, and the sound in the mouth of the Yan army gradually stopped, Liu Xuanyuan stood up again and said: "These ashes are all from the troops that resisted the Rong people during the battle of Black Flag Pass.

Although these people are still glorious in death, they rely on their flesh and blood to build a high wall of steel to keep the enemy out of the country and salute! ”

At the beginning, Lin Feng and Liu Xuanyuan discussed that when the ashes of the Yan army who died in the battle were placed in the Gui Soul Hall, they must let the people of Yan Kingdom know why these people died and where they died in battle, they may have never met, but they must be firmly remembered these people.

After Liu Xuanyuan roared out, the generals of the Yan Army and the soldiers of the Yan Army present, including Lin Feng, were all taken seriously, and their attitudes were sincere, and they bowed and were silent for a while.

The onlookers had never seen such a serious scene, and at the same time, they did not expect that the worship ceremony would become so serious.

In their eyes, such a serious matter can only be worshiped to the heavens or the emperors of the Yan Kingdom, however, at present, the emperor attaches much more importance to worshiping the heroic soul of the Yan Army than the first two.

Infected by the emperor and the Yan army, many people also bent down to salute.

During the service, the sound of trumpets and drums sounded again, and the Yan army appeared behind the crowd again, in a similar situation as before.

However, it is different, the people who carry the urn on their shoulders in front of them are the four most outstanding generals of Yan State, Hou Mingfeng, Zhang Yu, Feng Shihu and Zhao Hongru.

Maybe they were infected by the atmosphere, or maybe they were heavy inside, and the four of them didn't know the process of the ritual before. After the first wave of Yan Army, the four of them couldn't help but step down from the high platform and took the initiative to participate in the ceremony.

The sound of glamour sounded again, and the people began to chant in unison.

Coming to the Soul Hall again, Liu Xuanyuan said loudly: "These ashes come from the Battle of Bishan, when Zheng invaded Yan State, when the Yan State invaded Yan State, when it was in danger, the Yan army with the help of Zhao State, the army went south to defeat Zheng State, and captured the Bishan area, in this battle, the Yan army was wounded 5,220 people, and 10,000 people were killed in the battle, but Zheng Guo Tie Cai Jun was annihilated, laying the first step in the rise of Yan State. ”

…….

Next, there were the Battle of Western Jin, the Battle of Saiwai, the Battle of the Three Counties of Hunhe, the Battle of the Annihilation of Jin, the Battle of Gongliang,.... until the Battle of Ningwuguan with Zhao a few months ago.

Over the past few years, Liu Xuanyuan has introduced the specific casualties in the large and small wars of the Yan Kingdom one by one, as if reviewing the growth history of the Yan Army and the changes in the Yan Kingdom over the years.

In this move, Lin Feng didn't want to play any tragic color, and only hoped that the people of Yan Country would remember Yan Jun's actions of not fearing life and death over the years.

Unexpectedly, after this ceremony was held, it was full of pathos = color, and many people cried when they heard Liu Xuanyuan's story and understood Yan Jun's actions.

After the Yan Jun Heroic Spirit was placed, the matter was not over here, and Lin Feng didn't want to end it either.

The dead are great, the living are also important, he will not do things full of formalism, there is no meaning.

After a stirring drum, this time, not only Hou Mingfeng and other generals stepped down from the high platform, but even Lin Feng also walked down the high platform.

Soon there was a commotion behind the people, and when everyone looked back again, they saw a thousand veterans and remnants behind the crowd.

Most of these people have mutilated limbs, missing arms and legs, and have difficult movements, but they still persist, and their vicissitudes of life are full of fortitude and tenacity, and their temperament is different.

They may have been members of the Son of Heaven's pro-army blade warriors, or they were once invincible ironclad cavalry, or they were from ironclad infantry and other armies.

However, without exception, it is all thanks to Yan Guo!

Lin Feng Junchen hurriedly came to the front of the veteran and the remnants, and without waiting for the other party to salute, they each supported the remnants and walked towards the high platform.

At the same time, other veterans and remnants will be supported by Yan Jun.

At this moment, the high platform was already full of chairs, and after helping each other to sit down.

Lin Feng took the lead in bowing to these veterans, and suddenly, all the Yan troops present saluted the veterans at the same time.

At this time, Lin Feng quickly raised his fist and roared: "The veteran is not dead, but is gradually withering. ”

"Veterans don't die, they just wither."

"Veterans don't die, they just wither." The Yan army in the audience also roared, making a overwhelming sound.

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