Lin Xiao, who returned to Great Xia, received the treatment he deserved.

The guardrail along the coastline of Xiahai City is usually uninhabited.

Only the army was stationed.

But today there are countless colorful flags flying.

The inner and outer three floors are full of people.

Everyone's eyes were full of excitement and expectation, constantly looking at the coastline, until the shadow of the frigate appeared on the sea and sky line, people raised the red flag in their hands and waved it desperately, sweat mixed with cheers, constantly resounding through the densely packed coastline today.

The modern version of the wolf Juxu, the hero returns to China!

It's not just countless people who spontaneously come to greet them.

Even the military department introduced the highest etiquette.

A salute shot at the sky, rendering fireworks blooming on the surface of the Yellow Sea, the fireworks in the world are like the prosperous China in the past, and they are also deeply rooted in the pupils of countless people.

"Welcome to the city!"

A high cry rang out.

Salute soldiers stood like javelins.

The steel guns clenched tightly in his hands were all planted with bright red flags.

It's just that today's red flag has the number of the Independent Regiment on it.

Even these salute soldiers had irrepressible excitement in their eyes.

The Eastern Expedition was successful, but I didn't expect to be able to witness it in my lifetime.

This is simply the greatest national hero in thousands of years!

It is not an exaggeration to say that this is the name that has gone down in history!

Under the gaze of countless excited eyes, the frigate slowly approached, and the first thing that attracted attention was the corpse of the Yaki Orochi, which was transported by the three frigates.

The huge snake corpse, just looking at it from the ocean and the frigate, made countless people on the lookers gasp.

"Boy, how horrible is that thing?"

"That's the giant beast Yaqi Orochi in the legend of Dongying?"

"It's as big as a mountain, and it takes three frigates to pull it down!"

In addition to the shock, it also made everyone realize the hardships of the Battle of Dongying.

Although the final killing of Yaki Orochi was a joint effort of many powerful men, the independent army that fought from the coastline of Kyushu Island to the bottom of Mt. Fuji had already made great achievements, and the newly established number became the most legendary number in the entire East China Sea Campaign.

The frigate sailed into the port, and the huge corpse of the Yaqi Snake was also close in front of him, even though he was dead, but the deterrent power exuded by the heavy snake scales still shocked everyone's hearts.

Trample.

The deck slowly approached the shore.

Lin Xiao, whose military uniform was tattered and his battle armor was shattered, appeared in front of the world.

However, when everyone wanted to rush forward and cheer, they stopped abruptly and stood silently in place.

Just because behind Lin Xiao is a genetic warrior who walked out neatly.

And behind each genetic warrior, there is a bloody corpse on his back.

A handful of genetic warriors were holding an iron jar of martyrs torn to shreds.

On this day worthy of universal celebration, when other cities were cheering, on the shore of Xiahai City, all the people who came to greet the hero were silent, silently staring at the bloody corpses and the broken corpses of iron cans, a thousand words blocked in their chests, and only bitter eyes were silently watched.

The salute soldiers were lined up on both sides.

They could see each corpse clearly.

For a while, a little tear appeared in the eyes of these salute soldiers.

At the end of Yingbin Avenue, Ru Shuai stood on crutches, his eyes were both relieved and sad, so that when the old man faced the oncoming independent army, his old body seemed to be blown down by a breeze.

"The Independent Legion should have reached 12,000 men, but it has reached 6,800 men!"

Lin Xiao walked up to the Confucian Shuai and raised his hand in salute calmly.

"Complete the mission of stepping on Kyoto and report to the motherland!"

Ru Shuai stretched out his palm, touched Lin Xiao's head, and then raised his eyes to look at the more than 6,000 bloody corpses behind Lin Xiao, and said with a wry smile: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back, go home." ”

Lin Xiao shook his head and said calmly: "Teacher, inform all the families of the martyrs who died in the war, I will wait for them here, I took them out of Great Xia, but I couldn't bring them back alive, I am willing to accept the punishment of any martyr's family." ”

Ru Shuai was slightly stunned.

The high-ranking military officials around him all twitched their hearts.

"When you go out to fight, bloodshed and sacrifice are inevitable, you don't have to ......"

"Teacher, respect my wishes."

Lin Xiao's attitude was resolute, but Ru Shuai was even more distressed.

The twenty-year-old young man in front of him is too distressing.

Soon, when the whole country was immersed in the joy of the explosion of the extreme sense of national honor brought about by the sweep of the East and the horse stepping on Kyoto, a notice silently swept the national television station and all the news media.

There are no sensational words.

There is no joy of returning victorious.

There were only silent announcements and cold words.

"The martyrs have returned to China, please come to Xiahai City as soon as possible."

On the same day, many family members of the martyrs rushed to Xiahai City.

Among them were old and young, men and women, with hasty eyes and trembling fingertips.

When they arrived in Xiahai City, they found that the most prosperous Xiahai Avenue had been draped in paper white flowers, all the way to the coastline port of Xiahai City, and many taxis also hung up free signs, lined up at the high-speed rail station and railway station, waiting for them silently.

Sitting in the taxi, holding the list of martyrs who had already been soaked in cold sweat, the closer these people got to the coastline port, but they broke down emotionally and cried, listening to the cry in the back seat, the taxi drivers handed out tissues in silence, and continued to drive, the wind blew into the window, sweeping a pair of sad eyes.

More and more families of martyrs have arrived at the port.

The picture of the port completely made them nervous.

I saw that here was full of white coffins.

The coffin has a transparent window that allows you to see the faces of the martyrs inside.

The surface of the coffin is also covered with a red national flag.

Dense white martyrs' coffins, filled the entire port, even though it is daytime at the moment, but there are still white candles burning around the port, faintly burning, silent around, as if using candlelight to lead the return of the souls of the dead in battle.

"It's ...... This is my son..."

A white-haired old woman walked and walked, and suddenly stood in front of a white coffin, when she saw the familiar young face in the transparent window, she trembled as if she had been struck by lightning, and slowly lay on the transparent window, her mouth was wide open, and she cried silently, and the tears fell on the window one by one, blurring the faces of the martyrs inside.

"He's a good fighter." Lin Xiao stood next to her and said softly: "Until he died in battle, he was still on the way to charge, his spear and knife killed more than thirty enemies, maybe when he arrived at the Huangquan Prefecture, the judge Yan Luo would regard him as the soul of the East, and Huangquan would not be cold." ”