Opening kendo full-level talent

Outside the city wall of Weiyang, on a watchtower more than 30 meters high, the militiamen guarding the city gate were the first to discover the Jingmo group returning from the south.

"Dang Dang Dang!" The crisp bell rang through Weiyang City in the morning, and the common people stuck their heads out to look south of the city.Early this morning, the Propaganda Department was sending people to publicize.So they knew, that was their team coming back.

"Oooo!"

"Everyone go to the south of the city to meet them!"

"Go and go!"

Since entering the state of war emergency, the deserted streets finally ushered in a flood of people again.

The common people called their friends and friends, greeted each other, and their faces were filled with festive expressions.The children ran happily, faster than their mothers, to meet their father and elder brother.

This doesn't even require the Propaganda Department to organize it, the common people are spontaneous, and they have paid too much for this war.

They were ready to cheer when the news of the victory came, but the eunuchs in the council hall told them that they would celebrate together after their team came back.

Now is the time to celebrate!
The first thing I heard was the sound of the orchestra, which was still directed by Lin Bai. It was called "Guardian of Iron and Blood". It was a war song that was sad at first, then transitioned to majestic, and then calmed down. It once appeared in "Soldiers Assault" Pass.

The gate to the south of the city slowly opened, and the third battalion with the heaviest casualties and the highest military exploits was at the forefront.

Each of them hung no less than two wooden plaques around their necks.Each of them and another comrade pushed a wooden cart.The ones lying on the car were already covered with white cloth, their sacrificed comrades-in-arms!
The people who were preparing to celebrate with high emotions of victory were all quiet and depressed.

The dead are the greatest, no matter what victory or defeat, joy or expectation, the martyrs who died for the war must be treated with the highest standard, must be put first, and everything else must give way to it!
If a person wants to jump higher, he must first squat down.Lin Bai believes that as long as we stick to the path of justice, the people and soldiers will gain stronger strength after grief and indignation!

Lin Bai dismounted at some point, and walked at the end of the third battalion, enduring the pain of the new skin and flesh being torn, and walked stiffly, accompanying the sacrificed soldiers to return home.

In such an atmosphere, crying is unavoidable.

The eyes of the people swept back and forth, anxiously looking for their relatives in the crowd.When I found it, the big stone in my heart was put down immediately, and I silently said thank you for God's blessing, and wiped my red eyes by the way.

If you can't find it all the time, then your heart will get colder and colder, until you see a military officer looking for your house with a list in his hand, there is a bang in your head, and your eyes turn black, as if the sky has collapsed.

Lin Bai's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He had to keep his face tense and open his eyes wide to see the pain and sorrow of the people.

In the oppressive atmosphere, Lin Bai and the soldiers of the Jingmo Regiment walked to the central avenue of the city. At this time, all the soldiers of the Jingmo Regiment had entered the city, and the south gate was closed.

The whole team then stopped, and the people who followed the team also stopped.Everyone stared at their supreme leader, Lin Bai, who stood on the roof of the command vehicle, as if he wanted to say something to everyone.

"People! Comrades!" Lin Bai shouted loudly.

"We have won! The city guards have defeated the Kingdom Army! Weiyang is safe!"

"But," Lin Bai immediately changed the topic.

"The city guards also made great sacrifices. Hundreds of good men died in battle."

"At this time of victory, we should be celebrating. But Weiyang, there are hundreds of families who have lost dear ones, they are not happy, they are sad, they are crying."

"We should not leave them alone to celebrate, because they are our comrades!"

"So I announce that the celebration banquet will be postponed for three days. First settle down our martyrs and make arrangements for the families of the martyrs, so that they don't have to worry about their future lives, and let our martyrs leave with peace of mind without regrets."

"Then, all of us in Weiyang will celebrate the victory together!"

Lin Bai's voice is solemn, sincere, and unwavering, like the most trustworthy old father, providing a seemingly indestructible support and a spiritual harbor for all Weiyang people in grief.

His figure is deeply rooted in the hearts of Weiyang people, as if as long as he is there, there is no need to be afraid of any difficulties, and no one will be mistreated or forgotten.

The people wept.

No auxiliary official can lead the people to fight like Lord Lin Bai, when the people need iron and blood, and give them arms when the people need comfort.

"Thank you Lord Lin Bai, woo woo woo,"

"The old man has no regrets,"

"My son is rewarded for his sacrifice,"

Standing next to the team, those people who had confirmed that their family members had died suddenly fell to their knees on the ground in tears.First one, then two, and then one piece, a large group, whispering inaudible words from the bottom of their hearts.

Lin Bai quickly jumped off the roof and pulled the people up from the ground:

"Get up, get up!"

"Don't kneel to me, this is what they deserve."

"They are all good soldiers and our good comrades!"

"Everyone, get up quickly, Lin Bai can't bear it!"

Lin Bai walked among the crowd, and the people were pulled up from the ground one by one by him.There are also soldiers of the city guards, like Lin Bai, with tears in their eyes, helping the sad and moved people.

The common people also opened their cloudy tearful eyes and looked at the young man who extended his hands to the court.They held the hands of Lin Bai and the soldiers with their warm, rough, dirty hands.

Shaking vigorously, I don't know what to do to express the emotion in my heart.Just nodded, or cried, or desperately held back crying, trying to show a smiling face in front of Lin Bai.

"Lord Lin Bai, you, are you bleeding?" A young woman covered her mouth, pointing at Lin Bai's waist and abdomen and screamed.

How can Lin Bai not know that he is bleeding, the new skin on his body has not fully grown, and the wound will be torn if the movement is too large.He just endured the pain and used his smile and sincerity to appease the suffering people, and he couldn't care about anything else.

"A little injury, it's okay. Everyone, get up quickly! The council will definitely hand over the pension, the certificate of honor, and the relics of your loved ones to you within three days. Please rest assured!"

"Cheer up everyone, don't be sad, the days will get better and better in the future, I promise"

"We believe in you, Mr. Lin Bai! You said you would lead us to win, and the battle will be won. We believe in you, you should go and treat your injuries quickly, so as not to leave the root cause of the disease," an aunt in her 50s wiped the red and swollen While persuading Lin Baidao with his eyes wide open.