Fallen leaves are flying, there are occasionally a few dead leaves on the bare branches that have not fallen, and the cracked old skin on the trunk that lacks water is only sticking to it, if someone touches it lightly or if the wind is a little stronger, it will also fall in a slump, right?

A flock of geese also flew south, and no animals were seen in the forest, and the forest was depressed and lifeless. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, there was a group of soldiers stationed next to the woods, still practicing the military drills of the army.

"Drink, ha. The voice continued to stir on the flat ground in front of the woods, as if the upright military posture, the bloody oath, and the bursts of sweat. But the voice is old, although it is full of energy, but the throat that has experienced vicissitudes will not deceive.

This is a group of aging veterans. A battle-hardened veteran.

I saw that under the sun, the veterans were still practicing the most basic military exercises in the army, and the traces of time could still be seen on the resolute face. The robe he wore was still the same robe that followed him to fight in the north and south, although it was already in tatters. In his hand, he still carried the long knife and sharp sword that he didn't know how many enemies he had killed. There were obvious cracks on the rusty long knife, and there was also the blood of the enemy, although it had dried up, but the dark red blood stains seemed to be the battle feats, that is, the glory was indelible.

The war horses are still wearing the armor and stomach put on by their masters, and the iron pedals are still clear and bright, vowing to step forward at any time and conquer the world.

Although the veterans are still armoured, the soldiers do not leave their hands, and they do not stop. But they are all old, old. They can fight again, when their relatives behind them need them, when the enemy's iron cavalry is about to trample on their homeland, they can still pick up the sword in their hand, and they can still fight on the battlefield. Although the sword is old, it also has a sharp edge!

The horse was quietly looking at his master's immortal war spirit, swaying the blood full of enthusiasm and the unwilling sweat. Although he was just watching, the unquenchable fire of war in his eyes was also burning. The horse's legs are lame, but the spirit of war that is not lame is still there. With a thin horse body and a fighting armor, the majesty of the year is still there.

In the distance, a large red flag was erected, and a huge blood dragon coiled, and the dragon's eyes seemed to emit divine light, shining brightly. A group of soldiers walked over with solemn expressions, led by a big man, with a big knife in his hand, a belly draped, and a red cloak flying in the wind. It was none other than Blood One, the great leader of the Blood Dragon Army.

There are a man and a woman standing on the left and right, the man's feather fan is shaking, and he looks like a literati and Confucian. The book is full of anger, and it is the second blood and the second blood dragon army.

The woman on the right, like a Guanghan fairy, has a delicate and moving face that always looks cold, it is the blood dance, the five capitals of the blood dragon army.

There were so many people behind the three of them who were all high-level members of the Blood Dragon Army, and everyone took off their helmets and held them in their hands before they came to the grove. The expression is solemn and solemn. The head of the blood one bowed to the grove, and so did the people behind him.

"Xu Guangsheng, commander of the Xiaocai Battalion in Xiaoyao City, see Dadutong. See the Blood Dragon Army Commanders. An old voice sounded, and a silver-haired veteran gave a military salute to the blood.

"All the cavalry battalions are there, see the Dadu Commanders, see the commanders of the Blood Dragon Army. The sound of a group of veterans behind him was deafening, but it was actually quite full.

"Hiss~grin. The thin horse raised its head and neighed, and saluted with its master.

Xueyi quickly supported Xu Guangsheng, "Old Xu, you don't have to make this big gift." You are our seniors, and the younger ones deserve to bow to you. Saying that, he bowed and saluted, without the slightest scruple of the chief.

This time, it was Xu Lao who picked up Xueyi, "The ceremony cannot be wasted." I'm not talented, but I still understand it. How can a commander salute his subordinates?"

"Old Xu, you have paid too much for the country and for Xiaoyao City, and you deserve to be worshiped by blood one by one. Blood sighed, without the slightest suspicion of contrivedness.

"All of the Blood Dragon Army has it, salute. "Drink a lot of blood.

In an instant, the Blood Dragon Army went up to the Blood Commander, down to the squad leader, and all of them bent down to salute.

Xu Lao's eyes were full of tears, and the subordinates who followed him behind him were also moist, although Xueyi and the others would make this great gift every time they came, but every time they made their eyes red and their noses sore.

"Adults, please. Xu Lao and his subordinates cried.

Then Xueyi and the others entered the woods under the leadership of Xu Lao, and saw a clearing in the center of the woods, surrounded by many trees. There are countless mounds protruding from the clearing, stretching for an unknown number of miles, and in front of each mound is a stone tablet with something written densely on it.

"Li Erzhuang, who has been in the army for three years,............ Killed 305 enemies, 1307 years of the Chinese Emperor's calendar, and died heroically in a battle with the Hundred Nations Alliance, at the age of 27. Posthumously crowned warriors. ......”

"Zhang Luffa, ten years in the army,............ Killed 673 enemies, 1307 years of the Chinese Emperor's calendar, and the Hundred Nations Alliance died heroically, when Chinese New Year's Eve eight, posthumously crowned the warrior ......"

"Li Sihu, who has been in the army for eight years............ Posthumously crowned warriors. ”

"Hu Yixing, seven years in the army.................."

"Cheng Xiaoxi ............"

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

Seeing a depression, each mound is a life, it is a Chinese soldier who swore to die, this is only the outermost outermost, the soil is vaguely wet, the mound is still renovated, it can be seen that these graves have been built up recently. However, such graves are unknown here. I don't know how many miles it stretches. It's like a new sprout sprouting out of the ground, and everything you see is the same.

"They are all good sons and daughters of China, good soldiers of China, and they are good. With tears in his eyes, he bowed deeply and said loudly.

"Well done, well done. The Blood Dragon Army behind him all roared, and the group of veterans were not to be left behind, and they also roared loudly. It seems that this is the only way to show respect for the warriors who are buried here.

"Pour wine for each of them and let them know that we have come to see them. Blood roared, and the sound resounded throughout the woods.

Whoa...... Behind him, a large jar of wine was carried in his arms, and a large basket was full of wine glasses and bowls, all of which entered the woods, and each tombstone was filled with bowls and filled with wine.

The process of pouring wine alone took three hours, a full 50,000 soldiers, and three hours to complete this task. I can imagine how many sons sleep here forever.

"Big brother, I'm coming to see you again. Is it lonely down there?"

"Brother, my brother brought wine to see you, how are you down there?

"Captain, I'm also the captain now, haha. Seeing no, I've been upgraded, and I'm also a captain. See, Captain, woo-woo-woo......"

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

"Second brother, find your brothers below, and fight the world together below. How chic that must be. , brothers, I will drink with you. ”

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

For a while, the woods were talking and crying. At this moment, these big men who only shed blood and did not shed tears on the battlefield sat on the ground like children and cried, and the wine continued to spill on the ground and flow into the land. It's as if your loved ones are listening to you and drinking with you. In with yourself.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Soldiers are also human beings, and they are not soft on the battlefield when they kill the enemy, only shed blood, and do not shed tears. Forward and forward. Some families have died on the battlefield for generations or even generations, burying their bones in the land of China. Why? Because this is their home, this is the home where they were born and raised. He understands that if the mountains and rivers under his feet change hands, how can he survive alone as a member of the country, and how can his children and grandchildren have a good life. Therefore, only by doing one's part can he be worthy of the country that gave birth to him and raised him.

The blood group also walked in front of a small grave, like the burial ground of other soldiers, and it was not noticeable in the slightest.

"The Tomb of the Blood Three. The third capital of the Blood Dragon Army, he has been in the army for five years and has killed thousands of enemies,...... In the 1306th year of the Chinese Emperor's calendar, he died heroically in the battle of guarding the Cangwang Mansion at the age of 25......"

It turned out to be the tomb of the Three Bloods.

"The third brother, the eldest brother and a group of brothers and sisters have come to see you. Is it okay down there?" said with a trembling voice, a pair of tiger eyes slightly red, and tears on his face were clearly visible.

Behind him, the blood second class and others were also teary-eyed, and the leaders of the Blood Dragon Army were all silent.

Whoa...... Several cloth bags were placed in front of the three tombs of the blood, dripping with blood, and it was vaguely visible that they contained round things. With a bang, Xuesi opened the cloth bag, and a disgusting smell of decay emanated, only to see the heads rolling down in front of the tomb, the empty eyes seemed to be remorseful, and the big mouth of the black hole seemed to tell something?

"Third brother, these are all gifts I have brought you. You are still satisfied, I also asked the seventh brother to prepare more gifts for you until you are satisfied. His big eyes were red like four copper bells, and he was stalking.

"Third brother, is it okay to be down there? Can you find the brothers of the lost Easy City, can you be comfortable fighting the world below? As a brother, you are also eager to fight with your brother!"

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

A gust of wind and dust, the blood seventy-four people also came to this grove to worship their former brothers. There are many heads in front of the three tombs of the blood, and the heads of Bass and Schiller are the most conspicuous, after all, the heads of the innate masters are much richer than the essence of ordinary people.

Blood Qi and the others didn't say anything, but they also quietly worshiped their former brothers and enjoyed the warmth of this moment. It was as if his deceased brother was still by his side. At this moment, there is no world, only in one's own heart, among one's brothers.

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