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I slept until the afternoon again, and my roommates woke up one by one. Today is the day when the students and teachers of Wuhan University hold a funeral for those who died in battle. Su Bai and my roommates are all wearing Wuhan University uniforms, with a white linen robe on top, walking in groups of two or three on the campus streets.
It's drizzling in the sky.
But at this time, not a single student is holding an umbrella, walking with solemn expressions and bowed heads in the rain.
Their destination is the Martyrs' Cemetery of Jiangzhou Wu university.
Before arriving at the Martyrs' Cemetery, coffins were arranged in rows. On each coffin was written the heroic deeds of a student. The old principal, filled with sorrow, loudly recited, "Cheng Guorong, began martial arts training at the age of ten, reached the initial stage of martial artist at fifteen, admitted to Wuda at eighteen. During the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield, he was a middle level martial artist, and died in a bloody battle while bravely holding back three Shadow Cats to protect his comrades."
"Changshan Yin, the top scholar in the martial arts examination in Baoyang County, entered Wuda as a middle level warrior. After three months of training, he was promoted to high-level. As a Bronze level Shadowcat, he slaughtered in all directions. He disregarded the danger and stepped forward, desperately holding off the Bronze level Shadowcat for a full three minutes. He was torn into twelve pieces, his body almost devoured by the Shadow Cat, leaving only one hand!"
Beside the coffin, students dressed in Wuda uniforms and draped in plain white linen stood solemnly. Every time The old principal finished reading the story of a martyr, twelve Wuda students solemnly lifted a coffin from the ground, took dignified steps, and slowly walked into the Martyrs' Cemetery.
On each coffin, a bright red flag of the Dragon Kingdom is draped, with the school motto of Jiangzhou Wu university sewn onto it in golden thread.
With my chest, I will forge the unbreakable Great Wall of Dragon Kingdom!
On the ground, there are white paper money, a living person's mourning and farewell to their fallen comrades.
The light rain in the sky is getting heavier, perhaps the heavens do not want to see these tough men shed tears again, and want to use the rain to cover their tears. After all the coffins were placed in their respective graves, the old principal expressed his condolences. "Those of you who are still alive, must fight for those who did not come back! They are all your brothers and sisters!"
"Inherit their will. , go get stronger, go kill, go protect!"
Chief Instructor roared:
"Everyone, get ready!"
"A bow!"
Thousands of student slowly bowed their upper bodies towards the tombstones, deeply showing their respect.
This bow represents: May there be no war in heaven, and peace and happiness.
"Another bow!" This bow represents the hope that in the next life, we can be brothers again, sharing drinks and joy.
"Three bows!"
This bow represents that from now on, your parents are my parents, and I will do my best to take care of them.
Brother, have a safe journey.
"Fire the gun!"
"Boom boom boom!"
One hundred senior students held firearms and fired into the sky, bullets shuttling through the air as if guiding the departed souls of their fallen brothers to heaven.
As the gunfire rang out, countless people in white outside the Wuhan University campus wept uncontrollably.
These were the parents who had come upon hearing the news, 1,250 went, but only over 500 returned.
So many people, will never come back.
For the motherland, they are soldiers who died in the battlefield.
But for a family, it is the departure of a beloved relative.
It is the sorrow of the white-haired person sending off the black-haired person!
An old woman holds a piece of clothing that her child once wore, sitting in despair on the ground, continuously hitting the nearby railing, tears streaming down her face, crying out in a pitiful voice:
"Why, why did those beasts invade us! Why did those beasts kill my son, what did my son do wrong!"
"the Old Heavens, you tell me what my son did wrong, why do you take his life at the age of eighteen!"
"We used to live well as a family, why are you so heartless, you Heaven Killing beast, give me back my son, give me back my son!!"
At the scene, thousands of parents, the vast majority of whom share the same feelings as the old woman, do not understand why myriad ethnic groups invaded, why they have to lose their children.
The sound of weeping spread throughout Wuhan University. Even the usually lively Sister Su tightly held her parents' hands in this situation. "Dad, are they all families of children who died on the battlefield?"
Su's father Qiu Zihao nodded solemnly.
Sister Su Her voice choked a little: "Hey, it looks so pitiful."
The whole funeral lasted for nearly three hours. Finally, the old principal, looking weary, announced, "Students, I'm sure your parents are waiting for you outside the campus. Starting tomorrow, the school will be closed for seven days. Spend quality time with your families." If not for the many students who sacrificed in the Battlefield of Myriad Tribes, the students would probably have been ecstatic to hear about the seven-day break.
But at this moment, all the students' faces were filled with sorrow as they slowly walked towards the school gate. Because Wuhan University is under military management, parents are not allowed to enter. The surviving students were able to rush into their parents' arms.
The sacrificed students can only be carried by the older students in dark ash boxes, searching for their respective parents in the crowd. When Su Bai walked out, Sister Su quickly shouted, " Su Bai, Su Bai, we're here!"
Su Bai looked in the direction of the sound and saw that his parents and sister had come. Instantly, the heavy mood that had been weighing on him all day vanished, and he walked towards his family with a smile. No matter when, no matter how bad his mood was, as long as his family was by his side, they always made him feel the warmest. Su mu had dark circles under her eyes, and she kept looking at Su Bai. After realizing that Su Bai was really unharmed, she hugged him and burst into tears.
Su Zihao spoke up, "Your mom heard that your school was going to hold a funeral yesterday, and then she saw the news about so many students being attacked by wild beasts. She was so scared that she couldn't sleep all night. Even though I explained to her that you were okay, she's still worried about you."
"Alright, Su Bai, but you're safe now, right? Let's talk about it at home. We'll get drenched even with an umbrella in this heavy rain."
But Su mu paid no attention, as if afraid that if she let go, she would never see her child again.
Su Bai has always been one to share good news with his family and keep the bad to himself. He didn't tell his family about going to the battlefield this time, and after returning, he only made a simple phone call to ask about their well-being, as if the war had never happened. So it wasn't until they received a notice from school and saw the news that Su Bai's parents found out that their son had already been to the battlefield!
It took a long time for Su mu to recover. After having a meal at a nearby restaurant, the family boarded a bus to Yushan County.
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