By the time Lu Yu and the others rushed back to the Chicken Coop Harbor, even the gunpowder battlefields in the Chicken Coop Harbor had almost been cleaned up by the people in the port.

"Thank you for your hard work this time!" Holding this hard-won, but very important contract, Li Tianyang comforted Lu Yu and them, and looked at the contract with satisfaction, reading it over and over again.

Of course, in order to rush back in a hurry, the contract signed by Lu Tian and them was basically the minimum requirements given by Li Tianyang and them, but after this crisis, Li Tianyang was already very satisfied with being able to make Satsuma submit so quickly.

The arrival of Lu Lu and them also means that an important thing that Hongmen is planning can be carried out, that is, to hold a collective funeral for the Hongmen soldiers who died in battle.

Including the Hongmen soldiers who died under Lu Yu's subordinates, the number of soldiers sacrificed in the Hongmen series of battles reached an unprecedented 3,123 people, accounting for 1/3 of the official members of the Hongmen.

For this reason, after Li Tianyang discussed with Wu Juren, Wu Jie, Dong Haoran and others, he decided to pay tribute to them and bury them in a collective way.

There was no joy after the victory, there was no joy of countless captures, and the entire Jilong Harbor was immersed in a lot of grief from the end of the war to the days when Lu Yi and them rushed back.

In addition to the Jilong Harbor side, the Bengang side is also preparing for the memorial ceremony, because among the Hongmen warriors, many warriors are from Bengang, Turtle Island, and even the indigenous warriors from the Indigenous Alliance, so Li Tianyang and they have already built a curtain in the central square of Jilong Harbor and Bengang in advance to facilitate everyone's memorial.

On the third day of the second month of the seventh year of the Apocalypse, it is advisable to break the ground and bury, early in the morning, the chicken coop port has been busy, in the central square, more than 1,000 urns as the protagonist are neatly placed in the wide curtains, and at the bottom, there are groups of Hongmen disciples wearing the costumes of chopping decay, Qi decay, great merit, and small merit.

On this day, not only the closest relatives of the fallen soldiers will wear filial piety to their deceased relatives, but even Li Tianyang, Mrs. Wu, Sanniang, Chen Yumo and their entourage all put on mourning uniforms for these fallen soldiers.

"The soul is back! The soul is back! ”

On the drapery, more than a dozen sturdy and capable Hongmen disciples lined up, wearing gray and white mourning uniforms, dancers in their hands were two or three feet long, hanging a few feet of white silk bamboo poles, summoning the souls of the fallen soldiers!

"Woo~~~Woo~~~"

The relatives of the fallen soldiers below were full of grief below, crying one after another, Mrs. Wu and Sanniang were the most soft-hearted, and stood at the forefront of the memorial crowd with Li Tianyang, and their eyes were full of tears.

"Stop!!"

The old man who presided over the memorial waved his hands and shouted with all his might, the members of the team who were shouting for the spirit stopped moving, and the mournful and weeping family members gradually stopped crying.

Li Tianyang slowly walked up to the altar, facing the black pressure below a group of Hongmen soldiers and their families, the whole person was in a nervous and sad mood, every time it came to this time, Li Tianyang always repented of himself, always felt that he had not done well enough, so that everyone suffered so many losses and casualties.

"Standing here, my heart is heavy, in the past month, our Hongmen soldiers have fought bloodily to create a better tomorrow for the happy life of future generations, and contributed their strength and life to the development and growth of our Hongmen." Slowly, Li Tianyang did not use the literary and memorial texts written by the Hongmen clerical personnel, but used plain language to present the memorial texts for this memorial in a heartfelt manner.

Today's protagonists are the ashes of more than 1,000 soldiers on the altar, as well as the Hongmen disciples who mourn and bury them, but there are also those merchants and seafarers who are doing business in the chicken coop harbor, and they are also solemn on the sidelines.

"Without the sworn struggle of our soldiers, there would be no strength of our Hongmen people today, and there would be no peace and tranquility in Jilong Port today.

"In the future, we will have other powerful opponents to challenge us, and other ill-intentioned people will peep at us, but I believe that in the future, there will also be thousands of Hongmen people who died in the same battle as the brothers who died today, and fight for our relatives and our land until the last drop of blood is shed!!"

"As the founder of Hongmen and a member of Hongmen, I am sincerely proud and proud of myself as a Hongmen person, because we Hongmen is a united and self-reliant team, and we are relatives like one!!"

"The deceased are gone, may the living continue to inherit their legacy, strive for a peaceful and peaceful life in Hongmen, and may their relatives and families spend the rest of their time in peace and security!"

"I hereby vow that I will never let the relatives of our Hongmen sacrifice soldiers be displaced because of their departure, and never let them be helpless and lonely from now on. I would do my best to take care of their families and their children, the old and the old, the young and the young. ”

"All the gentlemen encourage you!"

"How can you say that you have no clothes?? Fellow Son!! How can you say that you have no clothes?? With the son!! How can you say that you have no clothes?? Dressed with the Son!! ”

In the last sentence, Li Tianyang was shouting with almost all his strength, and his eyes even turned red on the spot. She was an ordinary person, she had died in battle and killed so many comrades-in-arms, every time she thought of the sound and smile they were once familiar with, Li Tianyang couldn't help but regret her latest decisions, and reviewed!

I thought that I had begun to gradually become numb, but when this kind of scene of going north appeared, Li Tianyang still couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart, and then enveloped his whole body.

"How can you say that you have no clothes?? Fellow Son!! How can you say that you have no clothes?? With the son!! How can you say that you have no clothes?? Dressed with the Son!! ”

"How can you say that you have no clothes?? Fellow Son!! How can you say that you have no clothes?? With the son!! How can you say that you have no clothes?? Dressed with the Son!! ”

The Hongmen disciples who were neatly lined up below invariably began to echo Li Tianyang's hoarse shout, from small to large, from near to far, and finally covered the sky of the entire Jilong Harbor.

The crowd watching the ceremony was shaken, the Ming Dynasty had never had such a concerted army, and there had never been such a solemn and majestic collective funeral as now.

I thought that Hongmen was just an ordinary folk group, but now when many people see Hongmen as a whole for the first time, just the neat and uniform white battle column in the memorial has already shocked their hearts, not to mention that the Hongmen collective began to shout and roar, and the sound was like thunder!

"Buried!!"

After the memorial service, the family members of the Fallen Deity Festival escorted their ashes to the Xishan Cemetery in Jilonggang, where the ashes of these soldiers were buried in the soil one by one, and their names were engraved on several monuments at the highest point of the Xishan Cemetery.

Similar to Bengang, Jilong Harbor also named the cemetery where the lecturers were buried Xishan, and the cemetery of the fallen soldiers in other places in the future was named Xishan, a special noun to show that they drove the crane to the west.

The monument stands tall, under the light of the sun gradually moving westward, so tall and majestic, one of the monuments has already been engraved with dense handwriting, which is the name of the various Jilonggang wars who have sacrificed for Hongmen over the years.

Even the second monument has been written on a stele wall, and there are still a lot of white ashes flowing out of the newly engraved handwriting, and the families of each fallen soldier can find the names of their relatives from it, so that they can grieve and feel sincerely glad that at least their relatives have left their names on this monument, which can be admired by future generations.

Because it is a collective memorial, so a lot of red tape has been simplified, there are no three crying, only three Yu, the crying that has stopped at the time of the burial, when the thick cement coffin is covered, Da Qian can't help but wail again, and the sadness is still shrouded in this huge team.

"Salute !!"

"Whoa!" One piece, all the Hongmen soldiers took out their long knives and raised them diagonally, with solemn expressions and tragic meanings, to see off these fallen comrades.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

At the foot of the western mountain, a group of soldiers of the special operations battalion holding flintlock spears high pulled the trigger and shot the bullets in the chamber of the gun into the sky, and the smoke of gunpowder was so thick that it spread.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! ”

On the north and south forts of Jilong Harbor, eighteen cannons were fired in an orderly manner, and snow-white water columns rose on the sea in the distance, like snow-white flowers!

"Bell! Clang! Clang! Clang! ”

The alarm bell in the chicken coop harbor rang continuously, opening the way for the soldiers who rushed to Huangquan, praying that they could return to life.

Sanyu is still presided over by Li Tianyang, but there are more family members such as Mrs. Wu, Sanniang, Chen Yumo and so on by his side, and even Li Tianyang's baby daughter, who is only more than a year old, also wears linen and filial piety, and under the guidance of his mother Chen Yumo, he obediently kowtows for them!

Li Tianyang also respectfully knelt down and bowed nine times to show respect and pay tribute to these soldiers, and after him, the snow-white Hongmen soldiers fell to their knees on the gray ground, and also made a big salute in a regular manner.

"Wash!"

The family members who finally restrained their sorrows, picked up the bamboo basket at their feet, grabbed a handful of white paper money, and waved it to the sky.

The scene is so shocking, but so solemn and solemn, and it ends with a bit of poignancy under the light of the sunset!!

(End of chapter)