The story was told until 19:59 in the evening, Luo Hou looked at the names of a piece of paper, and roughly estimated that there were hundreds of names on it, which is really a huge amount of work!!

Taking a deep breath, he handed the piece of paper to Shakya Yuan and asked the other party to start preparing for the roll call. When the other party saw the name full of paper again, he was stunned, this is too unimaginable.

"Roll call!!"

Zai Luo Hou shouted loudly, and Shi Jiayuan woke up, he took a deep breath, mobilized the true qi in his body, and shouted with full anger: "Where is Li Guangming!!"

"Where is Wei Jizi!"

......

One by one, the names were called, but everyone's mood was a little low, and they originally had great hopes, thinking that Luo Hou would have a different way, but it was such a simple way.

You must know that the land of Shenzhou is vast, and no matter how powerful a person's mana is, it is difficult to find the souls of heroes who passed away decades ago from this vast land.

After Shakya Yuan shouted again and again, although his voice was full of breath, his mouth was also a little dry. Seeing this, the Taoist head behind him naturally stepped forward, took the paper in the other party's hand, and then continued to read aloud.

This relay method is carried out continuously, from the beginning of the reading, and then again, three times in a row, and there is still no response on the spot.

"Whew, a soul-piercing arrow, thousands of ghosts and souls are coming to meet!!

Luo Hou didn't know when there was an extra long arrow in his hand, and he saw that he shot directly in a certain direction, and the black long arrow flew up instantly, and then it defied gravity and flew out directly, and it didn't fall for a long time.

The soul-piercing arrow flew out, and Luo Hou arranged for the people beside him to ignite the pair of thousand-year-old soul conjuring, as well as the heavenly spirit candle and the earth spirit candle on the ground.

In the night, the faint lights of this place emitted endless light, and when it was all over, everyone suddenly felt a breeze coming. An inexplicable feeling made everyone's eyes light up, and it seemed as if they had succeeded.

On the spiritualist platform that had been placed by the Heavenly Spirit Candle, suddenly, there was an additional soldier dressed in bullet holes and blood.

"Brother Wei!!"

Fan Yuanyang, who was originally sitting on the chair, stood up excitedly at this time, he trembled and wanted to get closer, but was quickly stopped by Xue Dan. The conjuring continues, and if the conjuring platform is destroyed, it will be difficult for the heroic souls behind to return.

And the people who were originally a little disappointed, when they saw that there was suddenly an extra soldier, they suddenly saw hope. I don't know who started it, but after the roll call was over, they followed and shouted the name again. For a while, the entire Wendao Mountain sounded in the midst of the "roll call".

In the darkness, on the conjuring platform, more and more soldiers returned, and Fan Yuanyang, who had calmed down, became excited again.

But instead of stepping forward, he stood below, tears in his eyes, and the names of the new comrades.

The soul conjuring guide continued to burn, and the soul piercing arrow did not return for a long time, and the entire soul conjuring platform was already full of heroic souls at this time. They stood there in an orderly manner, and although they had no guns or bayonets in their hands, they stood straight, showing a different military posture.

At this time, Fan Yuanyang was already crying like a child, how many years, he once closed his eyes and was these comrades-in-arms in front of him, how he hoped to see them again one day. Finally, he saw them, and they were still so young and so kind.

"Well, there are ten more people, why didn't they come?"

Luo Hou frowned slightly, feeling the soul-piercing arrow that shot out, he could clearly feel the existence of the ten heroic souls, but why didn't they come.

"Brother Wei, company commander..."

At this time, Fan Yuanyang finally couldn't help it and stepped forward, but he still didn't approach the soul conjuring platform very carelessly, but just greeted him from a distance.

The heroic souls suddenly heard the voice, and immediately looked at Fan Yuanyang, but the other party's face didn't seem to be familiar.

"Brother Wei, company commander, I'm Xiao Fan, Fan Yuanyang!!"

The old man suddenly knelt down, looked at the heroic soul in front of him, and shouted loudly. He has been through a lot, and he is not afraid of death or anything else, but he is afraid that one day his comrades will not know him.

"Little Fan!?"

Those heroic souls were slightly stunned, but there was such a kid in their memory, but the old man in front of him didn't seem to be quite alike, except for the slight resemblance between his eyebrows.

"Yes, I'm Xiao Fan. Ever since I returned to my country, I have been telling myself that one day I will bring you back. You know? I've been to the frontier to find the battlefield, to see if I can find your bones, but I haven't been able to do it, I've lost you. ”

"Later, I heard that the Chinese Taoist masters can summon spirits, so I came here every year to participate in the conference here, hoping to find a master to help me find you. I've been waiting for another ten years, and I'm really worried that I won't be able to find you again before I die. ”

"You once said that I am timid, and if I walk the yin and yang path alone, I will definitely be afraid, so you will wait for me in front. But I'm afraid, if I really go, I won't see you......."

"Finally, I found you, I didn't lose you!!"

The old man talked more and more, and even stopped controlling his emotions and taking care of his body, and cried loudly, this rare emotion, he finally vented it, and finally saw them again.

All the monks present were moved by this situation, they were silent for a while, and then shouted loudly again, even if the voice was already a little hoarse, but it was not enough, and there were still ten heroic souls who had not returned.

Luo Hou took a deep breath, and couldn't help feeling distressed, he had an extra purple spirit rune in his hand, and then lit it, letting it turn into a purple cloud and fly into the distance, which was where the remaining ten heroic souls were.

Soon, Ziyun returned, and it was the ten heroic souls who followed. It's just that they look a little crippled, because in that battle, they suffered a fatal blow, which also affected the soul body. It's no wonder that after waiting for a long time, they didn't arrive for a long time, because in such a situation, even if they feel the call here, it will take time to come.

Finally, Luo Hou fulfilled Fan Yuanyang's wish, lived up to his expectations, and recalled his former comrades-in-arms, the 78th Company of the Independent Battalion of the 38th Army Corps, with 378 people.

"The seventy-eighth company of the independent battalion of the thirty-eighth regiment, all of them are here, please instruct the company commander!!"

"Brothers, our sacrifice was not in vain, we are victorious, the war is over, the country is already strong, and we are going home!!"