Looking at the two broken corpses in front of him, Caesar XIII had a complicated expression and a sense of kinship.

The Southern Union Corps had a complex structure, and not everyone was on the same page as him.

But they, like him, were the pillars of this empire, and their death was a pity for him and for the Ogordon empire.

The emperor sighed, covered them with their family banner with his own hands, and closed the lid of the coffin.

Listening to the low sobs behind him, Caesar XIII closed his eyes and gently rested his palms on the lids of the two coffins, "I can't promise you much, and I can't keep your family going, everything needs to be compromised before the interests of the empire...... But I can guarantee that if your descendants are willing to work hard, they will always get a chance, and that's the only thing I can promise. ”

Not for the royal family, not for anything else, just for the empire, for the dreams in the heart.

As an emperor, Caesar XIII was very 'naïve', unlike other emperors, not fighting for the future and interests of the imperial family, but for the sake of this empire,

But it is precisely this naivety of his that has sustained him to the present, and he firmly believes that his belief will not deteriorate in the future.

He couldn't promise anything else, everything they did was for the future of the empire, and everything else had to be conceded in front of the interests of the empire.

Even if it were him, he would even be willing to give his life if he really needed to, but only if he had an heir who would satisfy him, otherwise everything he had done with Calvin and Gregory would be in vain.

- He doesn't want that future!

Standing between the two coffins, Caesar XIII closed his eyes and prayed silently, at this time, he also hoped that these two legends who had sacrificed most of their lives for the empire could rest after death.

Even if they joined the United Legion for the sake of their family and power, although most of them were not good people during their lifetimes, even though their family is still in front of the wheels of the times, holding on to the power in their hands and refusing to relax......

There were so many contradictions and conflicts between them, and there were also grievances between those two legends during their lifetimes, but this did not prevent Caesar XIII from respecting them after their deaths.

They died defending the empire, and many soldiers survived under their protection, never betraying their will and abandoning their chivalry.

"Let me pay you one last respect......"

Caesar XIII took a deep breath, bowed slightly, then straightened up, his eyes snapped open.

All the grievances are revealed, and if these two legendary families are still in the way of the Empire, he will not show mercy to them, and will defeat them all, but will spare them all, even if those people may make a comeback!

Caesar XIII suddenly turned to look back, and in this square, in addition to the two legendary families, the old aristocratic group represented by Duke Ken stood aside, and Calvin, Gregory, and Lille were also listed.

Behind them, a silent figure stood there, it was two legendary subordinates, who came to see them off.

Farther away were the low-level soldiers crowded together, not all of the United Southern Legion, but they were enough to represent the Southern Front.

Even the Legion Commander and Deputy Legion Commander still need to sit on the southern border, and they send their lieutenants to witness the 'final' of the two legends.

As officers, they can't get rid of the responsibilities on their shoulders, but as friends, they can't be indifferent either.

These people are the 'Empire', and they represent the 'Ogordon Empire'......

Soldiers and nobles had already packed the entire square, but outside the Palace of Eternal Day, there were still many people.

They didn't know what was going on, and they didn't know much about the two legends, but in the propaganda, they all knew that they had died to protect the empire and fight the evil arcanists.

They spontaneously took to the streets to see off the two 'heroes'.

The two legendary family members lifted the coffin and placed it into the two pyres that had already been piled up, and then the two family members closest to the two legendary bloodlines took the torches from the attendants on the side and threw them into the pyre.

The flames jumped suddenly, the surging flames blew a raging heat wave, and the two of them could not retreat in the slightest, and had to watch the two coffins burn to the ground.

The flames could not scorch them, but they were tormented by the heat that crashed against them.

This is a tradition in the Ogordon Empire, and both nobles and commoners will use this tradition to send their loved ones on their last journey.

Human civilization began with fire, and it was the fire that protected them during the dark ages before the gods turned their attention to humanity, and they had already created their own civilization, albeit very backward.

It has been passed down from generation to generation, and the torch has been passed down from generation to generation, and finally created today's human civilization.

Humanity can't live without fire, so it's an expectation – a beautiful expectation that represents 'inheritance'.

Caesar XIII turned his back to the two blazing fires, let the shadows draw on his face, and suddenly raised his voice and said: "Next, I will personally conquer the south and fight those insects to the death!"

Calvin and Gregory's eyes twitched, their eyebrows raised, and they quickly glanced at each other, which was not unexpected, and with their majesty's character, it was indeed possible to make such a choice.

But even if they were mentally prepared, they still felt a tingling in their scalps.

It's a 'battlefield', and it's a battlefield for fighting the Zerg - it's dangerous to push the front into the Black Forest!

A war had just ended, and despite a victory, the morale of the soldiers on the southern front was low.

When they learned that they were going to face a war, many soldiers resisted, and the best thing to do to boost the morale of the soldiers was to have the emperor come to the southern front.

Anyway, in their opinion, this is not a good thing!

Caesar XIII's voice resounded over the Palace of Eternal Day, and the faint sound overflowed, making it felt by many of the civilians of Moro.

The firewood crackled as if cheering for Caesar XIII.

"This is an existential war for the whole world, for other nations, and for our empire. Caesar XIII looked solemn and said in a low voice, "At such a time, I can't continue to stay in a safe area and wait for the results of the battle, that shouldn't be the 'emperor' approach!"

"My ancestors, the ancestors of the royal family, never taught me to 'retreat'!

"I will personally conquer the south, share weal and woe with the soldiers who protect the empire in the south, advance and retreat together, if I can't protect the safety of the southern border of the empire, I will die there with the soldiers who protect the southern border!"

Caesar XIII thumped his chest hard, his eyes widened, and he roared angrily: "There is no emperor in the Ogordon Empire, we are established by 'martial arts', and as emperors, we should implement this belief - share joys and sorrows, advance and retreat together!"

The most powerful empire in the world has only lacked timid and cowardly rulers since ancient times, and has never been less than emperors and heirs who died on the battlefield!

Every heir to the Ogordon Empire who wants to inherit the crown must set foot on the battlefield and experience the battle firsthand.

Even in the era when the royal population was at its most decrepit, this tradition was never broken!

None of the emperors of the Ogordon Empire are misgiving!

Calvin put his feet together, raised his hands to beat his chest, and responded loudly: "Share the joys and sorrows, advance and retreat together!"

These voices resounded in the silent square, except for the crackling sound of the flames burning the wood, there were only a few voices left in the whole square.

The other new nobles hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and followed Calvin's footsteps.

"Share the joys and sorrows, advance and retreat together!" they shouted in unison.

This sentence is engraved on the 'Heroic Monument' with those incomparably brilliant names, and no matter whether you are from a poor background or a low family, as long as you can make enough contributions, you can leave your name on it.

All professional soldiers knew what this phrase meant, and it was the first thing they were taught when they became full-fledged soldiers.

After these people, the square fell silent again, and no one responded to the peace.

Soon, even some of the new nobles began to have panicked and confused expressions on their faces, but Caesar XIII was not embarrassed.

He looked at the old nobles coldly, Duke Ken held his cane in both hands, calmly looked at the emperor, and even had a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth.

Caesar XIII did not open his mouth to question, in the entire Ogordon Empire, only the royal family still adhered to that tradition, and the rest of the nobles had long since deteriorated.

Whether the royal family was forced by the pressure of the nobility, or they volunteered to insist, at least, they persevered!

They still have blood, even when they are most down, they also have the ruthlessness to give it a go, but those nobles have long lost all this.

“...... Share the joys and sorrows, advance and retreat together!"

A few scattered, even rather low, voices suddenly broke the eerie silence, making Duke Ken and other big nobles frown.

The voice came from behind them, those officers of the Combined Southern Legion?

Several officers and soldiers straightened their backs as if they were looking at them like madmen, their lips pursed, and their faces full of determination.

They are proud of being 'soldiers' and proud of the strength of the empire!

Maybe others don't understand it, but they don't need anyone else to understand them.

Pride is something written in the heart and engraved in the bones, and it does not need to be deliberately shown for others to see!

Some people's eyes flickered after they spoke, and their clenched fists suddenly relaxed, and then they clenched suddenly, pounded their chests, gritted their teeth and shouted: "Share the joys and sorrows, advance and retreat together!"

It was as if a wave of white waves had risen suddenly, driving the surrounding current, first low, and then setting off waves.

The corners of the Emperor's mouth slowly hooked, and he listened to those faint voices begin to fill the square, and wave after wave of sound came to his face.

"Share the joys and sorrows, advance and retreat together!"

"Share the joys and sorrows, advance and retreat together!"

"Share the joys and sorrows, advance and retreat together!"

"——Sharing joys and sorrows, advancing and retreating together!!"

Caesar XIII awakened the blood in the hearts of the soldiers, whether they were calm or reckless, at this moment, they could not help but feel their hearts surge.

This is the biggest difference between the royal family and those big nobles!

Relying on the identity of the emperor, Caesar XIII was able to infect all the soldiers with one sentence and let them use them for his own use, but the most important thing was not 'he is the emperor', but because he still has blood, the blood in his body is not cold, and he can arouse the resonance of the soldiers!

Any form of intrigue is useless in the face of the upright trend.

It's like those big nobles can only use tricks and strength to deal with him, but he easily broke their conspiracy with just one sentence.

"My soldiers, the names of each and every one of you have hope to be on the monument, but I don't want to see your names there, at least not after the war is over!"

Facing those stunned faces, Caesar XIII grinned: "Only the dead can write their names, I want you to be heroes, but I don't want you to die!"

"It's better to live well, live and enjoy the treatment that a hero deserves, and writing your name on it is only one of the treatments, and it is also a treatment that you have after death!

"I don't think any of you want to die without even taking advantage of the country, right?"

The soldiers in the square burst into laughter, they did not expect their monarch to be so humorous.

At this time, Caesar XIII raised his arms again and shouted: "There will always be deaths in war, you may die, he may die, even me, may die!"

"There is no basis for my words, I will never believe that I will really go on a personal expedition because I said a few words, but I will use the facts to prove that the royal family of the Ogordon Empire, your emperor is not a bad breed!

"Lao Tzu will stand on the front line with you, no matter how strong the enemy is, Lao Tzu will stand with you!"

In the end, even Caesar XIII himself couldn't help but be impassioned, throwing away the so-called 'elegant' disguise, and revealing the bad habits that brought back the original military life.

He had been emperor for nearly twenty years, but now he realized that the flame in his chest had not been extinguished, but was hidden.

Now, the faint flame is shining again, blazing and out of control.

Cheers and echoes resounded throughout the square, and the soldiers were suddenly excited to discover that their emperor was the same kind of person as them!

Caesar XIII turned his head to look at the old nobles, and saw the uncertain look on their faces, and his heart was even more happy, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

At this time, he turned his head and looked at the two pyres, and the brilliant fire suddenly came into his eyes.

It was the funeral of two legends, but the O'Gordon Empire did not limit the funeral to crying and solemnity.

This is not just a ceremony to bid farewell to relatives, but also represents the image of future generations receiving the torch from their predecessors.

Empire, I will protect it, and even make her more prosperous!