At the end of July of the fourth year of Huaxia, the first batch of five battalions of Huaxia Army soldiers returned to Yangang, which they had been thinking about for a long time.

This is the first batch of triumphant soldiers, they are all lucky, if it is a few batches later, it is estimated that only the military camp will have a triumphant meeting.

When the first group of soldiers disembarked from the ship, the young men poked their heads out, all looking at the lively posture in the distance.

In order to welcome them, Yangang also spontaneously decorated, and the Yangang government, which is not bad for money, even gave up its blood to build a spacious all-cement road.

At this moment, both sides of this road are full of people who have come to welcome them. One by one, they stood on the side of the road, holding red paper star tassel flags in their hands, waving them wildly.

A banner was held up by several students, and it read: Congratulations to the heroic and tenacious soldiers of the Chinese Army on their triumphant return!

The students were even more excited, they raised their arms and shouted, one by one: Long live the king, long live China!

The soldiers looked at this scene, their faces were also beaming, and the battalion and company commanders were not as strict as they used to be when they were in the whole team, allowing them to talk and laugh.

After the soldiers of the five battalions had disembarked, they walked slowly in a separate formation.

As they walked through the crowd, there were deafening voices on both sides, all of which were shouting high.

At this moment, the honor belongs to every soldier of the Chinese Army, and their deeds have long been known to the people through the newspapers.

They not only defended the good life of the Chinese people, but also erected a monument to them that could straighten their waists.

Accompanied by the military band blowing "Singing China", the audience spontaneously sang along.

The Ming merchants looked at this scene, and they were all exclaiming in their hearts, from this moment on, they understood that the Ming Dynasty was not unjust.

It was not until the soldiers walked into the train station that the victory rally rested.

Salt Harbor is just the appetizer, and the real celebration is home to Meaux.

At present, the railroad tracks have been laid to the outskirts of Meaux, and only two trains are needed to transport five battalions of soldiers.

Many of the soldiers had never been on a train, and they were very enthusiastic about it.

The whole train was also hung with slogans, and the outside of the carriages was arranged with red silk cloth.

As the whistle sounded, they huddled into the carriage and looked at the scenery on both sides and retreated.

Some soldiers couldn't help but be frightened, and after adapting, they began to enjoy the scientific and technological achievements of Huaxia Kingdom.

As long as you look at the smoke and dust flying, and the scenery on both sides of the strait changes, a sense of pride will arise spontaneously.

The journey, which used to take several hours, only took two and a half hours with the speeding of the train.

When they arrived on the outskirts of Meo and looked at the brightly lit Meaux, many soldiers could no longer hold back and raised their arms and shouted.

For them, Dongqin at this moment is their hometown.

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The next day, when the sun lit up Meaux Square.

The national flag guards are walking with vigorous steps, carrying the Xingsui flag and walking to the flagpole in unison.

Then, under the performance of the military band, the national flag was solemnly raised.

It's just that there are a lot of people who come to watch the raising of the national flag today, and a red carpet is also arranged around it.

On the wall of the third courtyard, a slogan with black letters on a white background was also hung, writing: Loyalty and heroism, dedication to the country.

Yan Zheng stood on a temporary high platform, looking at the people around him.

I saw that in the crowd, there was a sea of papier-mâché star flags, and in each national phalanx, a banner was held high.

Everyone waited quietly, with unconcealed joy in their eyes.

Today is a big day to congratulate Triumph, they received a notice yesterday that they will all have a one-day holiday, and students will have a three-day holiday.

So at this moment, there is a sea of people in the Meaux Square, as long as they can come, almost all of them have come.

With the neighing of war horses, I saw more than a dozen open-top carriages slowly driving in from outside the square.

The carriage came from far and near, and after a while it entered the square, and at the forefront was a black hearse with four red characters written on it, called "The Heroic Soul Lives Forever".

The second, third, and fourth cars were all carrying wounded soldiers, some of whom had lost their hands and some of them had lost their legs.

In the end, there were Zhang Sanfeng and several battalion commanders, as well as combat heroes.

When Yan Zheng arrived in the carriage, he had already stepped off the high platform.

With the help of the guards, he meticulously placed a national flag on the urn.

The urn is made of shipbuilding scraps and is made of century-old hardwood.

Yan Zheng's move made all the people feel a little sad.

Although there were only more than 100 people killed in the battle, the people who had not been in battle naturally imagined this battle to be more tragic.

After tidying up, Yan Zheng took two more steps back and bowed to all the urns.

Then someone read out: The monarch has an order, the heroic soul lives forever, and the Chinese soldiers who died in this battle are immortal! They will be buried in the Xiangyangdi Martyrs' Garden, their children and family members will be given preferential treatment, and if they have no children, the government will adopt their children for them to ensure that the incense of their family will last forever, and the hero's surname will live forever!

After speaking, the carriage drove towards the Xiangyang Martyrs Park, and many people present said goodbye in tears, especially the martyrs, who were crying heartbreakingly at the moment, but they were desperate for Yan Zheng in their hearts.

Preferential treatment for the living and honors for the dead, and that is enough! At least it will not make the living feel indignant.

After seeing the carriage leave, Yan Zheng shook hands with the representatives of the wounded soldiers and arranged them next to the high platform.

These wounded soldiers were already in tears, and most of their broken legs and feet were bombarded in the last battle.

In the temporary hospital in the battlefield, they received good treatment, and allicin was given priority, so the mortality rate after injury was only about 30%.

Originally, they thought that the wounded soldiers would not die in battle, but when they heard the king's arrangement for them, they were a little reluctant and felt that they had caused trouble to the king.

At this moment, they are even more flattered to receive such glory, and all the young men and big men are crying like children.

Yan Zheng choked back tears and arranged for them to sit down one by one.

Soon someone read out: The monarch has an order, the heroes who shed blood for the great cause of the Chinese country are the most respectable people, after they retire, they will arrange jobs, those who have not been married will arrange marriages, and those who are inconvenient will be supported by the government! We will not forget anyone who has contributed to the country!

Papapa-The people present couldn't help but applaud, and their emotions were extremely excited.

When Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward, a plate of medals was also handed over.

Yan Zheng pinned these battalion commanders one by one, this medal is called the "Patriotic Medal", and the shape is a black iron cross.

After the medal was awarded, the officers present saluted in unison and saluted the people present.

With the change of military music, the officers all stepped onto the high platform.

The soldiers of the five battalions, with the company as the basic unit, marched from a distance under the leadership of the company commander in a neat pace.

Their faces were full of heroism, and they all puffed up their chests with pride, and every time they walked through the column, a few of the people would say as if they were crazy: "My son, my son!" That's my son......"

Yan Zheng waved at them, and the soldiers hugged them with an impassioned roar.

After they walked through the square, they turned a corner and walked directly onto the most lively Changning Street, and then began the parade on the street.

On the streets, slogans and flags were already everywhere, and the rooms were also covered with papier-mâché colored flags, and the people on both sides followed and marched with the soldiers.

Soon, the team became a joy among the military and the people, and many soldiers were wearing big red flowers handed over from nowhere.

Some company commanders didn't know how to hold the children handed from there.

The jubilant atmosphere fills the entire city of Mexico, turning it into a land of bliss.

There are also beautiful maidens, who give gifts to these soldiers, and the bold ones even give them a hug.

All the shops are free of charge, and the good things are constantly brought out for everyone to enjoy.

Eventually, this carnival evolved into singing and dancing.

The aborigines danced with the Ming descendants, and the song gods were constantly changing, and those who couldn't sing also hummed a few words.

Several old men stood in the distance, looking at all this, and said with a happy face: "It seems that this world is the way!" It's really changed! ”

The party continued until the evening, when the crowd gathered again in the square, which was already full of stools.

A singing stage has been set up, and the new play "The Legend of the White Snake" will be performed.

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