dkrc Chapter 540
Chapter 540
The 536th chapter pays homage to our compatriots
The head of the League’s Legal Affairs Department died in the Founding Square. This incident spread quickly like waves. The news flow in the world today is like wind and thunder, and the league knows it in just half an hour.
Many subordinate units of the Ministry of Legal Affairs once again protested against Han Ce’s dominance. On this day, the accusation flew into the capital like snowflakes, and the situation became more serious.
However, on the Founding Square, Han Ce leaned back against countless generals in various theaters, glanced at the rest of the big figures coldly, grinned, and the smile permeated people.
The scene was silent for a while, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
At this moment, the magnificent bell rang. This time the bell was extremely heavy, as if it contained blood and tears and a heavy breath of life and death.
The sound of the bell is magnificent and the waves are magnificent, and everyone who hears it is moved.
The gate of the Red Palace slowly opened, and the people of the Heaven Shou Army Hall lined up to escort Lin Jun’s Heaven Shou out slowly.
“Tianshou, you finally came out!”
“Han Ce is crazy, crazy!”
“He just killed the Minister of the League’s Legal Affairs Department…”
All the big figures flocked to the head of Lin Jun as if they saw the backbone of the main body.
However, the strong of the Heavenly Head Army Hall refused to give up, and no one could approach Lin Jun’s Heavenly Head.
Lin Juntian waved his hand and motioned them to disperse.
At the end of the team, Lu Yu with a black-haired shawl and a red-haired arrogant Ma Jian walked out, their figures resembling ancient beasts, but standing in the shadows under the gate of the Red Palace shocked all the big men. She dared not step forward timidly.
There was a drizzle in the sky, and the rain covered the Founding Square.
“Today is Qingming, and it is also the day when many soldiers return to their souls.”
Lin Jun Tianshou stood under the founding monument without an umbrella. He was holding a document under the drizzle. His eyes were sad and heavy. The founding monument in front of him was no longer a simple stone monument, but by Wan Thousands of Kyushu soldiers sprinkled blood in a foreign land and land in exchange for the foundation of Kyushu.
Not only the soldiers of Kyushu, but also the ancestors of Kyushu who have resisted the weirdness since ancient times. They have already fallen asleep and turned into rotten soil, but they can still die generously for the descendants of the Kyushu people.
It is not only the blood that poured out the foreign land, but also the souls of countless Kyushu ancestors. The dying figure continued to emerge in the deep eyes of Lin Jun Tianshou. On the day the Three Emperors went to die, Lin Jun Tianshou stood in the Red Palace. The city wall looked at the Northern Ai Continent in the distance, and for a long time there was no words to cover his shoulders and became a statue.
“Now.” Lu Yu wore a commander-in-chief military robe, shoulder-length black hair wafting slightly, and calmly faced everyone on the square: “Start the Qingming Memorial Ceremony.”
Pay tribute to our compatriots.
Pay homage to our ancestors.
To pay tribute to our country that has drunk the blood of hundreds of millions of Kyushu people.
The bells reverberated heavily, and thousands of guards of honor walked out of the Red Palace. These tall and tall men were carrying boxes of ashes. The ashes were covered with the blood-red Kyushu national flag.
A white chrysanthemum is embroidered on everyone’s chest, the petals are hazy, and their thoughts and remembrance are entrusted.
The Kyushu national anthem sounded, and the Founding Square was solemn.
Boxes of ashes are placed under the founding monument, and white chrysanthemums lie on the ashes. Accompanied by the clear drizzle and the Kyushu national anthem, they seem to sleep in this country and protect the glory of Kyushu forever.
The generals of the war zones took off their military caps and looked at the founding monument with solemn expression.
Even if the big men have a lot of words, they can only hold back at this moment and follow the memorial ceremony in a regular manner. In Kyushu, offending the martyrs is like offending the Union Army. Whoever dares to cross this bottom line will have to die.
Beneath the founding monument, urns were filled, and the scene was breathtaking.
There are countless portraits of ancient ancestors on display.
There were Emperor Qin, Han ancestors, generals who went to death generously, Emperor Yan, Emperor Suiren, and… Emperor Fuxi.
Lin Jun Tianshou stood under the founding monument, and the documents in his hand were sacrificial texts.
It was Tianshou who read the sacrificial articles himself, but at this time, the drizzle and coldness caused Lin Jun Tianshou, who was already unwell, to cough fiercely.
Upon seeing this, Lu Yu silently walked forward, patted Lin Jun Tianshou’s back and asked softly: “Teacher, is it okay?”
“It’s okay…cough cough!”
Lu Yu couldn’t bear it. From his point of view, he could clearly see the bloodstains coughed up from the corner of Lin Jun’s mouth: “Teacher, or let me come, you can hold an umbrella…”
“No!” Lin Jun’s head of heaven shook his head unwillingly: “I am the head of Kyushu. This memorial to the martyrs and ancestors should be read by me!”
Lu Yu nodded, stepped back silently, standing behind Lin Jun’s head.
Under the clear drizzle, Lin Jun’s head was holding the sacrificial text, and the sky was full of drones shooting. This national memorial will be synchronized to the whole world, and the whole world is witnessing this scene.
“Song Zhonglie.” Lin Jun Tianshou said.
Wan Lai was silent, and there was only the sound of rain on the vast Founding Square.
All the noise disappeared, and the white chrysanthemum fluttered under the hazy drizzle.
The face of Lin Jun Tianshou appeared on electronic screens all over the world.
People all over the world are looking at this old man standing on the top of Kyushu.
“People of the Blue Star, the human civil war is over.”
“This is the last barrier to the unification of mankind, and we all hope that there will not be another one.”
“In this war, the infinite enthusiasm and willingness of the lives of thousands of soldiers and soldiers told the heart of the war participants.”
Lin Jun coughed twice. He looked at the 400,000 army outside Founding Plaza, smiled gently, and continued talking.
“Soldiers, protect the country with their bodies, and build the Great Wall with flesh and blood.
Generals, stand on the battlefield with a sword, dedicate their bodies to repay the country’s grace.
The handsome, manage to decide the outcome, and stop the blood.
Soldiers, protect the family and defend China, and protect the people and Kyushu.
The flames of war are flying, the sky is full of gunpowder, the horses of gold and iron, and the flames of war!
In the troubled times, fate is like grass, and among the army, the soldiers are ruthless!”
“At a time when civilization is dying, it is at the time of the survival of mankind.
I am human soldiers, facing strong enemies without fear of my human soldiers, living in life and death outside, write endless glory with blood, and use my life to win the battle of thousands of miles.
Since the end of the world, our soldiers have battled thousands of battles. In the end, the Holy War completely ended the blue star chaos. This battle has suffered heavy casualties. Countless soldiers have given their precious lives for this, and will never see their loved ones. ”
Lin Jun’s head pointed to the urn and white chrysanthemum under the founding stele.
“Countless martyrs buried their bones in their hometowns, their corpses filled the battlefield, and created the country’s glory, and it became a national death.
Today, the chaos of mankind is over, and the martyrs have died without regret.
Today, our generation of human beings, should be so pious and sincere, to sacrifice to my thousands of martyrs, and I wish you peace before Wu You.
As a human soldier, we should uphold the meaning of martyrs and fight for the destiny of mankind until we die!
Martyrs, please rest in peace and witness the human legend that you laid the foundation for!”
The salute blasted in the sky, and the Bai Yan Miaomiao in the sky lifted into the sky, accompanied by the husky voice of Lin Jun’s head, embracing the loyal martyrs who were reluctant to leave in the sky.
Last time, he paid tribute to Lu Yu.
This time, he paid tribute to the people of the Kyushu tribe.