The Flying City was filled with a calm atmosphere, the blood stains on the wooden fence had been washed away, and the corpses outside had been cleaned up.

If it weren't for the fact that there were large craters on the ground outside that had been blown up by explosives packets, perhaps everyone would have just thought that this pair and Flying City were just an ordinary afternoon.

The sun was already setting in the west, but you couldn't see a single figure on the street, which should have been the time when the smoke was rising, but today it was surprisingly quiet.

Night slowly enveloped the peaceful land.

In an empty square to the west of the Flying City, all the people of the Flying City gathered here and set up several fires around this square.

In the middle there was a huge wooden pile, but it had not yet been lit, and on it lay the corpses of the one hundred and twenty-one warriors who had died in the Flying City.

Aslan walked to the stone platform next to a brand-new boulder in the middle of the square, he looked at everyone around him, and he bowed deeply: "Thank you, thank you all for coming to see our martyrs on their last journey." ”

"Tonight, we will hold a memorial service here for the one hundred and twenty-one warriors who died in this battle against the bandit guards in Flying City. ”

"Some of them are still so young, and some of them have wives and children waiting for them to return. ”

Slowly weeping erupted from the crowd.

"Some of them still have elderly people at home who are waiting for their old age to die, but at this time, it is the white-haired people who send the black-haired people. ”

An old woman with a white head wept bitterly and leaned on the shoulder of the old man of her family.

"However, in this battle against the enemy, in order to defend our flying city, to protect their families, wives and children, and friends behind them! ”

"They are the heroes of our Flying City, they are the martyrs of our Flying City. Here, let us offer our blessings on their final journey. ”

Aslan closed his eyes and bowed his head silently in the direction of the fire.

The crowd also followed Aslan's example and offered this last blessing to these heroes.

"Here, I also want to announce a policy, hoping that the heroic souls of those heroes can be heard and can leave this world with peace of mind. ”

The Michaelo butler below already knew what the city lord was going to announce, he sighed, from the perspective of a former warrior, he liked this decision very much, but now from the perspective of the Flying City, this was not intended to increase the burden on the Flying City.

The rest of the people looked at the city lord strangely, waiting for the city lord to announce some new policy.

"I, the Lord of the Flying City, Aslan Sarah, hereby announce a new regulation: from this time onwards, including the soldiers who died in this battle, all soldiers who died in the war or in the line of duty, if he has a family member, his family will receive a pension of ten gold coins. ”

Everyone around was shocked, ten gold coins! This is quite a lot of money that an adult can earn by working hard and spending ten years.

"If there are elderly people in the family, we will give them a pension of one silver coin a month, and if there are children in the family, we will take care of raising them until they are sixteen years old. Moreover, the families of the direct generation of the martyrs will be supported by the Flying Sky City policy. For retired soldiers who are seriously injured and unable to continue fighting, we will arrange their future work and life problems, and we will also give them a monthly allowance of one silver coin. ”

If the previous pension of ten gold coins surprised everyone, then these regulations can be said to be unheard of by everyone.

At this moment, there was a cry from the crowd!

"Castle Lord, long live!"

"Thank you, Lord Castle!"

"Lord of the city, Wan En!"

Aslan heard that there were many people kneeling down in an area of the crowd, and when he looked closely, it was the soldiers of the Flying Army, most of them were wounded, but they still came to see off their sacrificed comrades for the last ride.

Aslan found that kneeling at the front was the newly awakened Handini, who insisted on coming here with the help of Simalan.

Aslan hurriedly stepped forward, and one helped up the soldier who was kneeling on the ground.

"You all have wounds, don't get on your knees. ”

When Aslan just picked up a soldier with a broken right arm, he found that his face was full of tears, Aslan sighed, and while helping the soldier with a broken arm, he said: "Don't worry, Feitian City will not forget your dedication to Feitian City, you are the heroes of Feitian City, we will take care of you." ”

"Thank you...... Thank you!" the Severed Arm soldier saluted Aslan with his left arm, and his heart was beating again because he had lost his right arm and was disappointed in his future life.

Aslan felt that his heart was touched, although this was not a standardized military salute, but it was the most beautiful military salute Aslan had ever seen.

Aslan nodded, bypassed the warriors, and picked up the warriors one by one, and finally he walked up to Handini and said worriedly: "Didn't you tell you to take care of your injuries, why did you come out and move around." ”

Handini looked at the wooden pile in the distance, and he choked up and said, "Lord of the city, I want to send my comrades on the last journey, they are soldiers I brought out with my own hands, I want to see them again." ”

Waconna next to him looked at his comrades in front of him with a sad and angry face, at a critical moment in the war, he was sent by Aslan to make the first deal with the Jack Patriarch of the Underworld.

"Just this time, wait a minute, let Simalan take you back, and don't move until your injuries are healed. Aslan shook his head helplessly.

Handini also saluted Aslan, but his right hand was still a little trembling, Aslan hurriedly pressed his hand and scolded: "Your hand is still injured, don't salute." ”

Handini looked at Aslan gratefully and said, "Lord of the city, thank you for the regulations you just said about our soldiers, and on behalf of those dead brothers, thank you!"

"Thank you!"

Waconna knelt in front of Aslan.

"My lord, I beg you, please let me follow you in the next battle, I don't want to watch my brothers die on the battlefield and be powerless, let alone become a deserter. ”

"I'll tell you about that later. ”

Aslan patted Waconna on the shoulder and returned to the stone platform alone: "Everyone has seen this stone next to me, everyone must wonder what this is for, I tell you now, this stone will be our martyr's monument, and the names of all the martyrs who died will be engraved on the tablet." ”

Aslan gestured to the Michelo butler next to him, and the Michelo butler nodded, and let a stonemason next to him come up, and he brought the tools for engraving.

Aslan continued: "Okay, I am going to read out the names of the soldiers who died defending the Flying City this time, and all the family members who read the names should come to the front for a moment. ”

"Edith, twenty-three. ”

"Marcus, eighteen years old. ”

"Cage, thirty-one. ”

..................

Aslan read his name as the stonemason carved his name into the boulder.

Families of the fighters whose names were read came forward continuously, some of them already weeping silently, some of them numb from crying.

"Please let us remember the names of these martyrs who died in our flying city, our beautiful life now was created by their blood and lives, they are no more, but the heroic souls are always with us. Aslan said as he took a torch from the Michaelo butler's hand, walked slowly to the pile, looked at the corpse lying quietly on it, he mourned for three seconds, and then set it on fire.

"Woooooooooo

"Don't cry, good, your dad died to protect us, your dad is a hero. At this time, a seven or eight-year-old boy cried bitterly, and the mother next to him squatted down, hugged her child, and comforted her child with the pain in her heart.