C993 Sending Comrades

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!"

Not only did this funeral intimidate all the natives of the Far East, it also affected the six hundred plus captives of the Russian Army. It was a pity that their comrades who had died in the end only ended up carelessly being buried in graves. Perhaps in less than three days, their flesh and blood would be eaten by wild wolves.

The fire lasted for more than four hours before it gradually died down. The soldiers collected some of the ashes and placed them in jars, and then sent them all to the Ship Closure s on the ocean. The bones of the victims would be transferred to Fusang and eventually be placed south in Temple of War.

It was now after noon, and the late breakfast was finally ready. He had to dry his tears and fight. The soldiers had to act like soldiers. They had to be able to afford it.

The army pot placed above the bonfire had long been boiling, while the dried mushrooms, dried venison, pickled vegetables, broad powders, and canned meat brought by the volunteers were all chopped and thrown into the pot. Soon, a big pot of fragrant meat broth started to emit a rich fragrance.

For eighteen hours, the soldiers that did not enter the kitchen did not utter a single word of nonsense. They carried their tin lunchboxes and ate a huge piece of meat. Some of them even stretched their necks to fish the food in the wok while others choked with sobs.

All the citizens of the three-way groove became volunteers. The staple food for 2,000 people was not a simple task. Pancakes, steamed rice, and corn noodle pancakes … They had thought of all sorts of ways to deal with this situation. Fortunately, the volunteers had brought a batch of rice noodles with the Ship Closure. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the three-way groove to provide such a large amount of food for their soldiers.

Dragon Lord smiled as he walked through the camp. At that moment, he no longer had the dignity of a general, so he lowered his body and started to joke around with the soldiers. Sometimes he would take a piece of venison from your bowl, and sometimes he would snatch chopsticks from the pot.

"Before, I said that we would fight guerrilla warfare on the black earth of White Mountain City. You all don't understand, but after fighting this battle, you should understand right? old setae is not that easy to deal with, we have to be more patient than them … "

"Also, you have to think about it. This land isn't suitable for a large army to fight on. We can't even solve one logistics problem …"

Look, eating with over 2000 people is a big problem. There are only a few strongholds with over 1000 people in Far East Region, and the rest are small villages with a few hundred or even a few dozen people. Even if they wanted to entertain us, they wouldn't be able to do so right?

"We are not locusts. We can't be like the old setae who rob and eat human flesh, right? By the way, during the hundreds of years of Rakasha's expansion in the Far East, there was no other way but to use human flesh as military rations! After you've seen the cold winter here for two months, you will know how powerful it is! "

"So we need to break down into zero units, the maximum number we can't go on guerrilla warfare missions, and most of it is with platoon units that can infiltrate and sneak attack us, we'll just take advantage of them and leave, even if we have to kill a old setae every day, how many do you think we can kill in a year?"

"With so many rows, how many do you get in a year? A small victory meant a great victory. A dull knife could bleed at any moment. This was a wise man's way of playing … In addition, if there were too few people hiding in the local stronghold, how could they afford to entertain them? "Otherwise, you won't even have a place to buy food if you spend money here …"

They were all telling the truth, and now all the soldiers were relieved. The warriors who were shouting for the fight no longer persisted, they finally knew the difference between them and Prime Minister's men was like the difference between heaven and earth.

Just at this moment, a large banner with black and white characters suddenly rose up in the dilapidated Russia army camp. The soldiers who were eating on the banner, who knew what was going on, looked at the banner in astonishment.

"Complaints with grudges, revenge with grudges! The people of three-way groove and the rest of the villagers of Wusuli River, gather! "Everyone, let's go to the public hearing …" There were a lot of soldiers holding iron trumpets and shouting at the top of their lungs. Those Far East Survivor s did not know what had happened and subconsciously started to gather at the Great Games.