Chapter 2277: Cry for this empire! (2/2)

The miscellaneous generals missed the opportunity to throw flyers to the crowd, confiding them vividly.

How did they fought bravely on the battlefield and repeatedly made meritorious battles. After they emptied the troops and returned to the rear, how embarrassed they were. In order to survive, they even dragged their remains to betray their forces. They were eventually beaten to death in the arena. On, and so on.

These flyers were just printed last night, and they are raging at the moment, contaminated with their anger and unwillingness.

The trick of spreading leaflets was naturally learned from the ”Blood League.”

After the assassination of the Blood League, many opposition and reformists in the empire discovered the beauty of the ancient propaganda method of ”leaflets”.

Propagation through Lingwang seems to be advanced and fast, but it is extremely easy to be disturbed, blocked, and traced to the source. However, once the flyer is thrown out, it is almost difficult to find as long as it is picked up and hidden.

On the other hand, the tools for printing leaflets are also very easy to make, nothing more than rollers and metal plates, plus a specially formulated printing ink.

Even if you are not a master craftsman, ordinary immortal cultivators can use psychic abilities to carve tiny characters on a metal plate. With a little practice how to write backwards, two or three caring people can print thousands of flyers in one day. .

The content of the leaflet shocked the people from all walks of life in the empire who came to Yeling.

In the official propaganda of the empire, the empire's counterattack in the past ten years has been a hearty, unprecedented victory. Even if a large number of soldiers sacrificed, it was also a heroic death.

Unexpectedly, behind the glorious victory, there is still such a nasty and dark scandal. The imperial soldiers and noble cultivators will be down to such an extent.

At the moment, all the flyers were spread out one after another, and more and more tourists and visitors gathered from all sides of the imperial tomb to the generals. Even reporters from major media were moved by the news and came to find out.

Surrounded by a sea of ​​people, the miscellaneous generals marched along the central axis of the imperial tomb towards the mausoleum of Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi.

The real mausoleum is buried deep in the ground. It must not be alarmed, but above the mausoleum is a statue of 725 meters high and excavated from the entire hill. It is Wu Yingqi wearing a battle robe and looking resolute. The shape with one hand on hips and the other pointing towards the sea of ​​stars is regarded as a symbol of the Black Star Emperor. All the ceremonies of the mausoleum are held under this super giant statue.

The intentions of the generals of miscellaneous numbers have spread throughout the entire tomb in an instant, even if the team in front of them is preparing to pay their respects, they have given way to them.

Under the super giant statue of Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi, the crowd crowded behind the General Miscellaneous was no less than hundreds of thousands. The crowd was full of black pressure, and the tide was surging, but they all stood silently and silently.

The crying mausoleum ceremony officially begins.

”Commander-in-chief of the crying mausoleum” Chu Tianhe invited Zhou Lifu's widow and five children to his side, straightened his clothes, exhausted the last trace of psychic energy, and said loudly: ”Our compatriots already know what we are here. Well, we are not here to Yeling, but to'Cry Tomb'!

”We are all the most staunch believers in Xiuxian Avenue, the most loyal defenders of the empire, your majesty, and the Senate. We bleed and sweat on the front lines and fight to the end with the idea of ​​dying together with the holy allies, although we have not established too much. There is always a bit of hard work in his military exploits, and he even beats his body into an inhuman, ghost or ghost.

”We don't dare to expect how much this hard work can get, but now the flames of war on the frontline have not been completely extinguished, and some people can't wait to kick us away and cut off all our ways of living.

”This is the widow of Lieutenant General Zhou Lifu. The mid-week general has the title of'Ghost Butcher' on the front line. He is a fierce general who frightens the Saint League people. But when he returns to the rear, he has no life and was forced to death. He is left behind. The widow and five children do not know what to do.

”General Zhou’s today is the tomorrow for all of us. Bring the cattle and sheep to the abattoir to slaughter them. The cattle and sheep must croak a few times and shed a few tears. We are all living people who shed blood and sacrifice for the country. Soldiers who have been past, can't ask for only a bite of food, how can they not cry too much?

”However, we are not only crying for ourselves, we cry for all the soldiers who have shed blood and sacrifices, weep for the Majesty of the past, weep for Xiuxian Avenue and its creator, Black Star Great Emperor Wu Yingqi, and weep for the true human empire and the entire Cry for human civilization!

”In today's empire, wolves are in power, tigers and leopards are rampant, powerful and domineering, and there are many evils. It is no longer the empire created by Black Star Emperor Wu Yingqi!

”Even our seemingly majestic generals will be forced to death, let alone others? The empire has deteriorated into this way, isn't it worth all of us cry?”