C993 Sending Comrades (1/2)

The battle of three-way groove wiped away the arrogance within the Bravehearts, and gave the Japanese samurai, who had locked themselves away to dream of being the boss, a deep lesson.

Before breakfast, the whole army had gathered in a neat formation, and the cremation of the bodies of the dead was about to begin.

The Russian Army's camp was a 100% wood structure. In order to survive the winter, they had already prepared mountain-like firewood, which the old setae used to force the locals to cut down.

The firewood was plentiful, and soon enough, more than three hundred firewood piles appeared in the wilderness. It was a spectacular sight from afar. The bodies of the dead were placed on top of it, and each pile of firewood was preceded by a caldera with a name on it.

The flags were fluttering and the bugles were howling in grief. Everyone carried their spears and sabers and sent their comrades on their final journey with the most strict military formation.

Dragon Lord and Sister Wu put on their secret military uniform. They put on the golden general stars that they would never show on their horses. Everywhere the horses passed, the earth would be covered with a solemn atmosphere.

The people in the distance were already frightened out of their wits. Many women and children were already kneeling on the ground, mumbling to themselves. No one knew what they were praying for.

Dragon Lord looked around and did not say anything, he only used a sword-like gaze to sweep across all the soldiers present. ”Those who die will be worshipped by the War God Shrine, those who are still alive will still need to struggle forward!”

”Monarchs! The spirits of our brothers are watching us, we have no choice but to fight to the death until victory! Gun! Sending off the forerunners! ”

The sound of the bolts pulling together was like a tide, followed by the sound of gunfire, which was like a torrential storm, rumbling like thunder.

”Light the fire! Salute! ” Raging flames engulfed the pile of firewood, smoke billowed up into the sky, and more than two thousand brave soldiers in the field collectively saluted the dead.

Until now, people could no longer control their emotions. Tears began to fall from their eyes. The military camp was cold-blooded, but it was not without emotions. Even sending a veteran back would cause the entire military camp to wail, let alone the moment of separation.

Dragon Lord choked with sobs and roared loudly. Free movement of units... ”

At that moment, the entire army was thrown into chaos. The soldiers rushed towards the bonfire without caring about the incoming heat wave, and found their fellow countrymen kneeling on the ground, wailing in pain.

Who ever went through a three-hundred-person mass funeral? That kind of sorrowful atmosphere scared everyone. Right now, none of the citizens in three-way groove could stand and watch, as they all kneeled on the ground and cried.

”This is the loyal army that saved us. They died for us … ”Child, kowtow to your benefactor!”