Chapter XVIII: The Funeral

As soon as the two of them talked, they came to the city lord's mansion, and as soon as they entered the mansion, Du Hongcheng felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and there was no joy of winning at all.

Yao Bin and Judiwen stood in the courtyard, silent to each other, and even the guards at the door were speechless.

"What's going on!?"

Qian Yangyang is not like Du Hongcheng, who asked directly without thinking when he saw this strange atmosphere.

Judiwen glanced up at Du Hongcheng, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, but she quickly lowered her head.

The doubts in Du Hongcheng's heart deepened, and Zhu Diwen's behavior was really abnormal.

Du Hongcheng suddenly thought of a question, Zhu Diwen is here, what about Zhang Yuan? Could it be that Zhang Yuan has an accident!?

However, Du Hongcheng did not directly ask Zhang Yuan's situation, he tentatively mentioned it.

"Why didn't Zhang Yuan come, it seems that there is still a lot of work to be handled by him on the Magician Legion, and I wanted to surprise him. ”

Hearing Du Hongcheng's words, Zhu Diwen's uneasiness became even stronger.

Slowly, she raised her head, looked at Du Hongcheng and Qian Yangyang, and said a few words in a calm voice.

"Zhang Yuan, dead. ”

These four words exploded in Du Hongcheng's mind like a thunderbolt from the sky, even though he had been prepared for a long time, but when he heard the news, he still couldn't believe it.

ZHANG Yuan..... Zhang Yuan died.... Finish....!!!

"Impossible! What are you talking about!!!" Qian Yangyang didn't want to believe this ending, he pounced on Judiwen, grabbed her shoulder and asked over and over again.

Although Du Hongcheng was shocked, he still grabbed Qian Yangyang and lowered his head silently. On the battlefield, life and death are impermanent, although Zhang Yuan's death is very sad, but it is still normal, even though they have gone through such a battle together, they are lucky to survive, but this luck is obviously not on their side, Zhang Yuan left!

The four of them stood together for a long time and did not speak, and in the end, it was Du Hongcheng who took the lead in breaking the silence.

"Can you tell me about Zhang Yuan's final battle? ”

Zhu Diwen nodded, and told Zhang Yuan's last moment to Du Hongcheng and the two.

"In other words, he was besieged by the four archbishops and finally died!?" Qian Yangyang asked with a frown.

Judiwin nodded.

"So, what about you, where are you, aren't you his bodyguard!!" Qian Yangyang asked in a cold voice.

Judiwin bowed her head.

"It's my fault, I didn't catch up, and by the time I arrived, Zhang Yuan was already dead, and I threw his soul into reincarnation to save him from the suffering of Yahweh and the world. ”

Qian Yangyang wanted to continue to question Zhu Diwen, but was stopped by Du Hongcheng.

"You've done a good job, it's not your fault, it's a strategic mistake, don't blame yourself. Du Hongcheng comforted Judiwen.

Three days later, the port of Modeletos was officially added to the Empire.

After Du Hongcheng and a few others arranged everything, they returned to their home country to attend the funeral of General Zhang Yuan.

After returning to the empire, the four of them rested for a day.

The next day began the state funeral of the Empire.

On June 12, the first year of the Pompeii Empire, the first state funeral in the history of the Empire was held.

The Empress of the Empire sat on the balcony of the first seat, and the Prince of the Empire, Du Hongcheng, sat a little further back next to the Empress Dove, and beside them were Wang Nan and Dressley.

Beside them were Qian Yangyang and Guo Haochen, followed by Yao Bin and Judiwen, and the rest were ministers from all sides of the empire, and under the balcony of the Imperial Palace was the Imperial Square.

The square was full of people from Da Nao City, and the entire imperial capital was covered in white.

Under the square, there are huge portraits hanging on the main entrance of the palace, and the dove stands up solemnly from the throne, she looks at the people below, and her deep voice echoes in the square.

"The state funeral begins ....."

The dove stood on the balcony and walked forward, and when she walked to the balcony, she put her right hand on her heart, lowered her head, and mourned for Zhang Yuan.

The people in the square, together with their empress, held a silent tribute to Zhang Yuan, and all the important ministers behind the dove also stood up in place to pay silent tribute to the imperial father.

Under Zhang Yuan's huge portrait, there is no body, only his soul lamp, which is kept in an elaborate coffin and covered with the flag of the Pompeii Empire.

After the silence, the dove took the lead in jumping off the balcony.

The people were stunned, the distance between the balcony of the palace and the ground was four meters, and ordinary people jumped down to either die or be injured, but the dove was unscathed.

With the dove, Du Hongcheng and others fell down one after another. Under the gaze of the people, the dove walked to the side of Zhang Yuan's coffin, and a podium had been set up.

Gu Yu stood up, and Du Hongcheng and others stood behind him.

The dove's gaze swept over the people in the square, and her voice rang out in the square.

"The general of the empire, my dear friend, General Zhang Yuan, is dead. But, my subjects! We are gathered here today! Not for sorrow and pain! But to remember this great man! To remember this warrior who gave his life for the Empire! He will live forever in our hearts! We will inherit the will of the general, and for the liberation of the whole Yahweh world! For the prosperity of the whole empire! Go to fight, go to fight! The enemy attack will come, our journey will continue, and when the sun rises tomorrow, the empire will be even stronger! Glory to Pompeii!!"

"Glory to Pompeii!!"

"Glory to Pompeii!!"

"Glory to Pompeii!!"

The people in the square were ignited by the dove, their blood boiled, and a voice of glory returned to Pompeii echoing in the square!

Zhang Yuan's coffin was buried in a quiet new royal mausoleum on the outskirts of Da Nao City.

While Pompeii's funeral was taking place, the city of Yahwa was in silence.

The Pope reconvened the Round Table

"According to the news coming from the front, the port of Modrytos has been lost. Pope Paul VI's voice sounded flat, and there was not a hint of joy or sorrow in his voice.

Several cardinals and archbishops present knew what the Pope meant, and the Church needed a solution.

"Now that the Inquisition is completely under our control, we can gather the power of the whole world to pacify Pompeii and raise an army!" Cardinal Noelle injected.

The Pope nodded, he had this intention, since the inquisition did not deal with the heresy, then it was up to the church to do it himself!

"Immediately assemble the army, cultivate the angels, and order the first, second, and third mage legions and the subordinate knights to be drawn immediately, and target Natling!"

"Yes!" six neat responses rang out inside the castle.

The Church officially regarded Pompeii as an opponent, and put the Pompeii Empire in a position on the same platform as the Church, and the great war was about to start!