"Father, uncle, Deputy General Liu, Xiaowei Yang We're home! " The voice of the young leader called out like a heavy hammer hitting the minds of the people.

The men in white behind him cried out in unison: "general, officer, deputy general, deputy general, Liu Xiaowei We're home! " The loud voice seemed to shake the heaven and earth!

Some people sighed with emotion: "it's really pitiful. There's only one official general in the whole family."

Yes, only his official language is white, and he has no relatives any more!

All the heroes and martyrs of the government and tens of thousands of officers and soldiers died unjustly!

His face was blank and his eyes were empty, as if he was the only one left between heaven and earth.

"Officers and generals!" Some people howled and knelt and sobbed. Others began to scatter paper money.

"All the way, officers and generals." Up and down the slope, drinking in unison.

The passers-by who happened to pass by unconsciously stopped and looked at the flying paper money and the huge funeral procession. Their expression also became solemn and heavy.

"What a pity! It's said that at that time, all the relatives were dead, and only the officer general was still tortured in prison I almost lost my life. "

"They are wrongly accused of being short of money and treacherous to the enemy. Those crafty and sycophants who do not serve the country and the people themselves, but also frame up loyal officials and good generals who serve the country and the people are really not willing to die!"

"Fortunately, the officers and junior generals are very lucky. With the help of righteous men, they can escape from the heaven. Otherwise, I'm afraid we won't be able to wait for this day of injustice and snow!"

"But this man has died too much. What will you do in the future? He will be alone Why don't we give it a ride. "

“……”

People's mood is more and more excited, one by one, but these disturbances did not reach the white ear of the official language.

He just drove his horse to the west gate, followed by the five carriages with coffins. However, the number of people in the funeral procession was growing. The white flags fluttered like the sea, and paper money flowed like rain. The whole road was almost dyed tragic white

The owner of the tea shop followed the funeral procession with his donkey cart, and his son followed. As he walked, he picked up a jar of wine and smashed it to the ground

"Pa!"

The wine jar broke into pieces, and the fragrant liquor splashed all over the floor, which made the middle-aged businessman in the tea shop feel distressed: it's twenty years of good wine! If only I could sell it to him!

"Pa! Bang!... "

All the way, all the way to smash, with this wine to comfort Yingling!

At the gate of the western city, the crowd surged. Someone set up a memorial table to worship the spirits. The guard of the gate looked at the huge funeral procession, and felt a little confused. He hurried to find the city gate official: "Sir, this, this, can something happen?"

"What can happen?" The city gate official took a deep look at the funeral procession, and suddenly patted the guard's head, "it's just that there are more people to welcome the spirit, and the battle is a little bigger."

"My Lord said so." The guard was busy echoing the way.

The city gate official touched his beard and said, "you, go to the five city military and horse department and report it. It is said that because of the huge funeral procession, in order to prevent the stampede, people from the five City Army and horse department should be asked to help maintain order."

The guard answered and went to work.

Soon, the huge funeral procession finally passed through the west gate.

When the city comes, it's even more spectacular, and the people are welcome to come.

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