Chapter 2395
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Di Ping's voice did not fall, only listen to a roar, all the soldiers in the shelter City, including the soldiers on the wall, faced the cemetery and saluted at the same time.
"Return to your place!"
Even the dark clouds in the sky seem to be broken by the soaring momentum. A ray of sunlight sprinkles on the hero's cemetery. The sky is full of brilliance, as if the gods are coming, rendering the whole cemetery like a god city.
Owen and others walked slowly into the cemetery carrying the coffin. Through the gate, people could see that they put the urn on the surrounding platform.
"Look, there are words on the stone tablet!"
All of a sudden there was a low cry.
Liang Jianyuan and others looked at the stone tablet one after another, and suddenly they were also stupid. They saw that the stone tablet was marked one by one, just like it was printed.
All the people who saw it were surprised. The stone tablet was made of stone. How could the characters appear? They were all carved out.
However, the people of the city of refuge are relatively calm. There are too many miraculous things in the city. What is the magic of a stone tablet.
Every time a name appeared, Diping would read one. His voice was deep and thick, like a yellow bell and a big Lu. It was solemn with excitement and excitement. It seemed that it was a kind of glory to be read by him.
There are nearly ten thousand soldiers in the shelter city. Their eyes are full of excitement and fanaticism. They seem to envy how they didn't die in the war. If they can be famous on it, they can be read by the city Lord. What kind of glory will it be.
Sometimes, the inspiration of spiritual strength is really unimaginable. For example, at the beginning of the founding of Yan state, countless heroes and martyrs rushed forward and followed them, just for the sake of the idea in their hearts. In today's eyes, this is how silly, but at that time, it was a kind of glory in itself, even if it was war death.
From the establishment of the shelter city to the present, nearly 500 soldiers, nearly half an hour, were on the list, but no one was anxious, no one left, they were listening in silence.
After reading the last name, di Ping's voice has been circulating in the shelter city for a long time. He slowly turns around, and a pair of bright eyes shine through his mask.
"Flag worship!"
All of a sudden, his eyes flashed and he yelled.
"Flag worship!"
The soldiers, too, were shouting in unison.
Flag worship! What is this for?
The leaders of the major bases, including Liang Jianyuan and several families in Kyoto, looked at each other one by one, unable to understand what Di Ping meant.
Li Wenhai suddenly had a bad feeling that something bad was going to happen.
As expected, when he saw a group of soldiers pressing eight people towards this side, he saw Xu Xingbang and Feng Yongnian. When he saw the last one, he was confused. It was not who Li Zexin was.
He stupidly watched the eight people being pressed to the stone tablet and knelt down. Several soldiers came behind them, and the ghost head knife in his hand was as bright as the cold moon.
"Zexin... Liang... Director, he... This is to kill people?"
Li Wenhai understood in an instant. His heart felt as if he had been caught by someone. He suddenly seized Liang Jianyuan and yelled.
Liang Jianyuan was also stunned. He didn't expect why Di Ping caught Li Zexin and others all the time. He had already prepared to sacrifice the flag here.
He was awakened by Li Wenhai, and quickly prepared to go to see if he could persuade Di Ping to stop the bloody scene.
"Back off!"
Just as he had just moved, the soldier in the front row suddenly looked at him, his hand was on the hilt, and his eyes were full of murderous spirit and warning.
Forced by these soldiers, Liang Jianyuan had to stop. He rushed to di Ping and called, "Lord Di, please be merciful. Don't be confused!"
"Di... The city Lord, Zexin is still a child. He can't be punished to death! We'll pay for it. Please let him go. Our Li family will pay for it! "
Di Ping slowly turned his eyes and looked at the two men. His eyes were bright as the moon. He said in a loud voice: "children, the hundreds of soldiers who died in the war in the shelter City, the children of other people, do they deserve to die, as well as the thousands of people who were killed and injured
"I... this......
Liang Jianyuan and Li Wenhai were full of sweat when asked by Di Ping's sonorous tone and majestic voice, and could not say a word.
"Lord! We can't let them go and avenge our bereaved relatives! "
At this time, some people in the crowd yelled.
This sentence is like stabbing a hornet's nest. Suddenly, countless people in the crowd are shouting:
"revenge......"
for a moment, the whole city gathers into one voice, that is revenge.
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Di Ping's voice did not fall, only listen to a roar, all the soldiers in the shelter City, including the soldiers on the wall, faced the cemetery and saluted at the same time.
"Return to your place!"
Even the dark clouds in the sky seem to be broken by the soaring momentum. A ray of sunlight sprinkles on the hero's cemetery. The sky is full of brilliance, as if the gods are coming, rendering the whole cemetery like a god city.
Owen and others walked slowly into the cemetery carrying the coffin. Through the gate, people could see that they put the urn on the surrounding platform.
"Look, there are words on the stone tablet!"
All of a sudden there was a low cry.
Liang Jianyuan and others looked at the stone tablet one after another, and suddenly they were also stupid. They saw that the stone tablet was marked one by one, just like it was printed.
All the people who saw it were surprised. The stone tablet was made of stone. How could the characters appear? They were all carved out.
However, the people of the city of refuge are relatively calm. There are too many miraculous things in the city. What is the magic of a stone tablet.
Every time a name appeared, Diping would read one. His voice was deep and thick, like a yellow bell and a big Lu. It was solemn with excitement and excitement. It seemed that it was a kind of glory to be read by him.
There are nearly ten thousand soldiers in the shelter city. Their eyes are full of excitement and fanaticism. They seem to envy how they didn't die in the war. If they can be famous on it, they can be read by the city Lord. What kind of glory will it be.
Sometimes, the inspiration of spiritual strength is really unimaginable. For example, at the beginning of the founding of Yan state, countless heroes and martyrs rushed forward and followed them, just for the sake of the idea in their hearts. In today's eyes, this is how silly, but at that time, it was a kind of glory in itself, even if it was war death.
From the establishment of the shelter city to the present, nearly 500 soldiers, nearly half an hour, were on the list, but no one was anxious, no one left, they were listening in silence.
After reading the last name, di Ping's voice has been circulating in the shelter city for a long time. He slowly turns around, and a pair of bright eyes shine through his mask.
"Flag worship!"
All of a sudden, his eyes flashed and he yelled.
"Flag worship!"
The soldiers, too, were shouting in unison.
Flag worship! What is this for?
The leaders of the major bases, including Liang Jianyuan and several families in Kyoto, looked at each other one by one, unable to understand what Di Ping meant.
Li Wenhai suddenly had a bad feeling that something bad was going to happen.
As expected, when he saw a group of soldiers pressing eight people towards this side, he saw Xu Xingbang and Feng Yongnian. When he saw the last one, he was confused. It was not who Li Zexin was.
He stupidly watched the eight people being pressed to the stone tablet and knelt down. Several soldiers came behind them, and the ghost head knife in his hand was as bright as the cold moon.
"Zexin... Liang... Director, he... This is to kill people?"
Li Wenhai understood in an instant. His heart felt as if he had been caught by someone. He suddenly seized Liang Jianyuan and yelled.
Liang Jianyuan was also stunned. He didn't expect why Di Ping caught Li Zexin and others all the time. He had already prepared to sacrifice the flag here.
He was awakened by Li Wenhai, and quickly prepared to go to see if he could persuade Di Ping to stop the bloody scene.
"Back off!"
Just as he had just moved, the soldier in the front row suddenly looked at him, his hand was on the hilt, and his eyes were full of murderous spirit and warning.
Forced by these soldiers, Liang Jianyuan had to stop. He rushed to di Ping and called, "Lord Di, please be merciful. Don't be confused!"
"Di... The city Lord, Zexin is still a child. He can't be punished to death! We'll pay for it. Please let him go. Our Li family will pay for it! "
Di Ping slowly turned his eyes and looked at the two men. His eyes were bright as the moon. He said in a loud voice: "children, the hundreds of soldiers who died in the war in the shelter City, the children of other people, do they deserve to die, as well as the thousands of people who were killed and injured
"I... this......
Liang Jianyuan and Li Wenhai were full of sweat when asked by Di Ping's sonorous tone and majestic voice, and could not say a word.
"Lord! We can't let them go and avenge our bereaved relatives! "
At this time, some people in the crowd yelled.
This sentence is like stabbing a hornet's nest. Suddenly, countless people in the crowd are shouting:
"revenge......"
for a moment, the whole city gathers into one voice, that is revenge.
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Di Ping's voice did not fall, only listen to a roar, all the soldiers in the shelter City, including the soldiers on the wall, faced the cemetery and saluted at the same time. "Return to your place!" Even the dark clouds in the sky seem to be broken by the soaring momentum. A ray of sunlight sprinkles on the hero's cemetery. The sky is full of brilliance, as if the gods are coming, rendering the whole cemetery like a god city. Owen and others walked slowly into the cemetery carrying the coffin. Through the gate, people could see that they put the urn on the surrounding platform. "Look, there are words on the stone tablet!" All of a sudden there was a low cry. Liang Jianyuan and others looked at the stone tablet one after another, and suddenly they were also stupid. They saw that the stone tablet was marked one by one, just like it was printed. All the people who saw it were surprised. The stone tablet was made of stone. How could the characters appear? They were all carved out. However, the people of the city of refuge are relatively calm. There are too many miraculous things in the city. What is the magic of a stone tablet. Every time a name appeared, Diping would read one. His voice was deep and thick, like a yellow bell and a big Lu. It was solemn with excitement and excitement. It seemed that it was a kind of glory to be read by him. There are nearly ten thousand soldiers in the shelter city. Their eyes are full of excitement and fanaticism. They seem to envy how they didn't die in the war. If they can be famous on it, they can be read by the city Lord. What kind of glory will it be. Sometimes, the inspiration of spiritual strength is really unimaginable. For example, at the beginning of the founding of Yan state, countless heroes and martyrs rushed forward and followed them, just for the sake of the idea in their hearts. In today's eyes, this is how silly, but at that time, it was a kind of glory in itself, even if it was war death. From the establishment of the shelter city to the present, nearly 500 soldiers, nearly half an hour, were on the list, but no one was anxious, no one left, they were listening in silence. After reading the last name, di Ping's voice has been circulating in the shelter city for a long time. He slowly turns around, and a pair of bright eyes shine through his mask. "Flag worship!" All of a sudden, his eyes flashed and he yelled. "Flag worship!" The soldiers, too, were shouting in unison. Flag worship! What is this for? The leaders of the major bases, including Liang Jianyuan and several families in Kyoto, looked at each other one by one, unable to understand what Di Ping meant. Li Wenhai suddenly had a bad feeling that something bad was going to happen. As expected, when he saw a group of soldiers pressing eight people towards this side, he saw Xu Xingbang and Feng Yongnian. When he saw the last one, he was confused. It was not who Li Zexin was. He stupidly watched the eight people being pressed to the stone tablet and knelt down. Several soldiers came behind them, and the ghost head knife in his hand was as bright as the cold moon. "Zexin... Liang... Director, he... This is to kill people?" Li Wenhai understood in an instant. His heart felt as if he had been caught by someone. He suddenly seized Liang Jianyuan and yelled. Liang Jianyuan was also stunned. He didn't expect why Di Ping caught Li Zexin and others all the time. He had already prepared to sacrifice the flag here. He was awakened by Li Wenhai, and quickly prepared to go to see if he could persuade Di Ping to stop the bloody scene. "Back off!" Just as he had just moved, the soldier in the front row suddenly looked at him, his hand was on the hilt, and his eyes were full of murderous spirit and warning. Forced by these soldiers, Liang Jianyuan had to stop. He rushed to di Ping and called, "Lord Di, please be merciful. Don't be confused!" "Di... The city Lord, Zexin is still a child. He can't be punished to death! We'll pay for it. Please let him go. Our Li family will pay for it! " Di Ping slowly turned his eyes and looked at the two men. His eyes were bright as the moon. He said in a loud voice: "children, the hundreds of soldiers who died in the war in the shelter City, the children of other people, do they deserve to die, as well as the thousands of people who were killed and injured "I... this...... Liang Jianyuan and Li Wenhai were full of sweat when asked by Di Ping's sonorous tone and majestic voice, and could not say a word. "Lord! We can't let them go and avenge our bereaved relatives! " At this time, some people in the crowd yelled. This sentence is like stabbing a hornet's nest. Suddenly, countless people in the crowd are shouting: "revenge......" for a moment, the whole city gathers into one voice, that is revenge. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
