Chapter 953：

1140: Martyrs Cemetery? (1 more)

Hasidy rested today, got up early, and the melodious bell rang in her ears when she went downstairs.

dong dong dong

The bell rang a total of seven times, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased.

Twelve days have passed since the ghost tide, Xuanwu City has returned to calm, and the city residents have returned to the rhythm of life in the past.

Most urbanites go out at 7:00 to buy buns at the bun shop, or buy baked sweet potatoes for breakfast, then buy a newspaper to read on the road, and then take a horse-drawn carriage to go to work in the workshop in the outer city.

The same is true of Hesidi. Although she doesn't go to work today, she has formed a habit. She first went to buy two big meat buns, and took a bite of it and left a fragrant taste in her mouth.

"I can't get tired of eating it." Hesidi sighed in admiration.

Since she left Yaoyaotian, her life has become much better, and she can live a good life without worrying about being discovered by people in Xuanwu City.

After a few bites of one big meat bun, Hesidi took another bite and walked towards the newsstand.

Five minutes later, she walked out of the crowd with today's newly issued newspaper, and walked to the carriage platform while reading.

She wanted to go shopping in the business district of the outer city, and admire the traces left by the city defense army after resisting the tide of ghosts.

Hessidi displayed the newspaper, his steps stopped, and his attention was attracted by the content of the newspaper.

Today's newspapers are different from those of the past, with two pages

!1!

Most of the face is text, and the rest are pictures.

"This is..." Hercydi's fingers trembled, her pupils dilated.

Looking at those pictures, she recognized that the content was Shanhaiguan and the city walls, and there were also ghosts that covered the sky.

"Remember history, the steel behind the good life." That was the headline of today's newspaper.

Hercidy lowered her head and read the newspaper from the beginning.

At the beginning of the newspaper, a few words introduced the relationship between the blood moon and the ghosts, and mentioned the preparations made by the city lord to deal with the tide of ghosts.

It also mentioned the work of underground air raid shelters and the storage of various materials.

Hesidi was shocked and exclaimed in a low voice: "So many things happened behind our safe survival.

clang clang??

The rapid rattling bell rang, and the carriage to the business district stopped at the platform and was ready to depart.

"The carriage is coming." Hesidi came back to his senses and planned to get on the carriage and continue reading the newspaper.

From the inner city to the outer city business district, it takes three hours by car, and the newspapers can just pass the time.

Hesidi stuffed the Xuanwu coins into the coin box, bent over into the carriage, and sat down by the window.

Most of the cars were full, and everyone held newspapers in their hands, burying their heads and perusing them with serious expressions.

It was very quiet in the carriage today, and everyone remained silent except for the sound of newspapers flipping.

Soon after, the carriage moved and galloped along the main road of the inner city.

Hesidi continued to read the newspaper, the blood moon came, the tide of ghosts broke out, and thousands of ghosts appeared, attacking Xuanwu City from all directions.

The contents of the newspaper mainly describe the situation of Shanhaiguan facing the tide of ghosts, and there are also several colorful pictures.

In order to print these colorful photos, the printing workshop spent a lot of time and tried for three or four days, but the results were not satisfactory.

In the end, Yiliyi went to the glazed beast, made several templates according to the photos Wanbai took during the ghost wave, and printed and colored them in batches.

The process is complicated, so the printing workshop prepared for another five days before printing a sufficient amount of newspapers, which were successfully released today.

Looking at the colorful photos, Hesidi felt inexplicably tight in his chest and felt breathless.

Photos are more empathetic than text, especially those **** photos that make people breathless.

The photo is accompanied by a text description, which seems to pull people to the battlefield of the past, and see the scene of the ghost tide attacking Xuanwu City with my own eyes.

In the carriage, some passengers' eyes turned red and their breathing became rapid.

"So many things happened in Shanhaiguan when we were hiding underground."

The woman sitting in the corner of the carriage sobbed softly.

The young man in his twenties bowed his head in shame: "Yeah, I don't know if I don't read the newspaper, I still have dissatisfaction in the air raid shelter, I'm really ignorant.

"Me too, I also complained that the Lord of the City is making a big fuss. Now it seems that it is all for our own good."

"I have decided, I will go to the army tomorrow!!"

In the carriage, passengers made remarks with emotion, some people were ashamed, some people were moved.

Hessidi bit his lower lip and read the rest of the newspaper.

"The ghost tide lasted for four days, and Shanhaiguan faced a total of thirty-two waves of ghosts, large and small.

"On the first day, the city defense army lost 123 people! On the second day, the city defense army lost...

ask for flowers

"In this wave of ghosts, a total of 3,928 casualties were caused to the city defense army, of which 701 were killed and 701 were seriously injured.

!i!

One hundred and thirty-two people,

Two hundred and twelve disabled people..."

Hercidi's fingers were pinched white, and the shocking photos in the newspaper, the series of numbers, were stimulating her nerves. The car was still silent, but the image of the city defense army became taller in their hearts.

"Woooooo..." In the carriage, the gray-bearded old man cried bitterly.

Hesidi was stunned, and quickly asked with concern: "Old man, what's the matter with you?"

The old man said with tears in his eyes: "My son, he fell on the city wall, but I am proud of him!"

Hesidi felt even more uncomfortable, and opened his mouth not knowing what to say.

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"Old man, your son is a hero!" others praised.

"Do not."

The old man shook his head vigorously, his voice hoarse but serious: "It's not just my son, all the city defense troops are heroes, and it is only because of them that we have a stable life."

"Yes, all the city defense troops are heroes." Everyone nodded vigorously.

Hesidi asked curiously, "Old man, are you going to work?"

"No, I'll go see my son." The old man shook his head, holding a bunch of flowers in his arms.

"How many sons do you have?" Hesidi asked in surprise.

"One." The old man's eyes dimmed.

Hesidi was stunned, her voice trembling slightly: "Who will take care of you in the future?"

His only son fell in Shanhaiguan, and the old man is not too young.

"Go to the nursing home, the secretary told me personally, and they will take care of me to the ground."

The old man exclaimed:

"The Lord of the City is really a good person.

"So that's how it is..." Hesidi was stunned.

The old man sighed again: "There is still a pension, enough for me.

"No, you only have one son, and he died..." Hesidi didn't finish her sentence, feeling rude,

She said: "Then you just said to see your son, who are you looking at?"

The old man gestured to the bouquet in his hand and explained:

"The Lord of the City built the Martyrs' Mausoleum in the outer city

I'm going to send flowers to my son. "

"Martyrs' Cemetery?" Hercidy whispered softly.

ps: [1 update]: The second update of the positive code. Ten thousand.

1141: Their contributions should always be remembered. (2 more)

Knock Knock???

"Mu Liang." Li Yue knocked on the study door.

"Come in." Mu Liang's calm voice came out.

Liyue pushed open the door and entered, and saw Mu Liangzheng raising his hand, Yaoer and Xiaomi were waiting for him to change his clothes.

Mu Liang is wearing a black and white suit today, with a white placket and black robe, decorated with white and gray dragon-shaped patterns.

Li Yue said softly, "Mu Liang, the carriage is ready."

"Okay." Mu Liang looked at Li Yue.

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The silver-haired girl was still wearing the ghost armor, but there was a black cloak behind her back, and a black ribbon was also tied on the helmet, which was made of black-dyed spider silk.

step on???

DQ

Yue Qinlan and Fox Immortal also came. They were dressed similarly, wearing a long black dress.

Yue Qinlan asked gracefully, "Are you all right?"

"Okay." Xiaomi fastened her belt and smoothed the folds of the placket.

"Four Nine Zeros, let's go." Mu Liang put down his hands.

He is going to the Martyrs Cemetery today to mourn the city defense troops who died in Shanhaiguan, which is why everyone wears black clothes. The Martyr's Cemetery was built five days ago in the outer city.

Yue Qinlan took Mu Liang's hand and asked curiously, "Mu Liang, why are you wearing black?"

"In my hometown, when mourning and paying homage to the deceased, wearing black is a sign of respect." Mu Liang found an easy-to-understand reason.

"So it is." Yue Qinlan nodded slowly.

Fox Immortal suggested: "I think we can continue this custom and write it down in the newspaper, so that the townspeople will also know about it."

"Well, yes." Mu Liang nodded.

Yue Qinlan nodded and said, "I'll notify Yiliyi when the mourning comes back."

"Yeah." Mu Liang walked out of the palace, the carriage was parked in the square, and the highland guards were on both sides, also wearing a black cloak.

He got into the carriage silently, and Yue Qinlan, Hu Xian and others quickly followed.

Xiaomi and Yun Xin sat outside the carriage and closed the door with their backhands.

"Fuck!" Yue Qinlan's elegant voice came out.

oooo???

The moonwolves howled and pulled the carriage towards the heights.