"Swish..." No one gave the order, but the guards in the barracks saluted neatly and watched a special team walk out of the barracks step by step.

"What are they doing?" Chen Lu looked here in the distance and saw only the more than twenty coffins escorted in the team.

"Are they transporting the coffin?" Xu Dongxing asked on the side. He and Chen Yuqiang had already made up yesterday. After all, they had a friendship for more than ten years. Now Xu Dongxing has surrendered to Lin Ze, so of course their friendship will be restored immediately.

Today, the two of them wanted to come for morning tea, but just sat on the teahouse for a while and saw carriages transporting coffins on the street, they were shocked.

"After sending them a few days ago, they sacrificed the bodies of the soldiers' bodies. Today is the day to be buried." Chen Yuqiang said in a heavy mood.

"Brother Xu, we will also send them."

"Well, I should really go to the delivery."

The team transporting the coffin was solemn and solemn, with no other noise except footsteps and salutes.

Infected by them, the people who were doing things on the street also put down their work and looked here.

Each coffin is square and long, with no abruptness, and the whole body looks very simple, but Hu Linhui knew that each size of these coffins was carefully calculated.

Under the golden lines, the coffin mainly in black and red tones looks very grand.

Hu Linhui was also a native of Qingzhou. Affected by the great turmoil in Qingzhou, he was forced to leave Qingzhou and come to Huangsha Town.

Note that Hu Linhui is not a refugee. They have relatives in Huangsha Town. His uncle's family lives in Huangsha Town. Their family comes to join his uncle.

His uncle owns a coffin shop, and the store is just like that.

Because there is a large mercenary club in the town, and the mercenaries make a living on the knife every day, the coffin shop is still good, not only can you support your family, but your uncle even married a concubine. When Hu Linhui and his family came to join him, his uncle welcomed Hu Linhui and directly arranged Hu Linhui into the coffin shop.

There, Hu Linhui happened to meet people from the public security management team who were dealing with the soldiers' bodies there.

Each soldier who died had already wiped and cleaned his body.

The solidified blood in every wound on their bodies has been cleaned; the wounds cut by the big knife have been sewn; every trace left by the yellow sand in the desert has been wiped away, every mud that has been stained by rolling has been washed away, and even the dirt in the toe cover has been cleaned;

What surprised Hu Linhui the most was that every soldier was wearing a brand new fitted armor, and he also brought a brand new knife or sword made of the best wood in the store.

"He is really not an official?" Hu Linhui was shocked when he saw the soldiers in the coffin wearing. Looking at the color and materials of the soldiers' armor, they were just the lowest-level soldiers.

Hu Linhui was a little doubted about his judgment, but after staying in the army for five years, he knew the level inside. Therefore, he could confirm that the soldier in this coffin was the most ordinary soldier, not a general.

"No, he is a very ordinary soldier, but he is the best and bravest soldier under my command. He is a hero." Xu Qiang, who was tidying up the soldier's armor and matching swords, said in a deep voice.

This soldier was Xu Qiang's subordinate. During the battle, he killed two Canglang thieves. Finally, when he encountered a team leader with the strength of Canglang thief on the first floor of the acquired level, he directly hugged Canglang thief's team leader and obtained the opportunity for his comrades to kill Canglang thief's team leader.

Hearing Xu Qiang's explanation, Hu Linhui felt a little relieved. Only by obtaining such military achievements can he be worthy of such a good coffin.

However, the bodies of the more than 20 dead soldiers behind were treated the same way, but this concept was overturned.

He couldn't help but point to the body of a recruit who was being sorted out and asked Xu Qiang: "What credit did he make?"

"Make me?" Xu Qiang looked at Hu Linhui and quickly understood why Hu Linhui asked this, because if it were him, he might have asked this same question. Treating the dead soldiers like this would be really good.

Xu Qiang replied with a proud look: "He is also an ordinary soldier. It's not a few minutes before he went to the battlefield. He was frightened and motionless. He was killed by another Cang Wolf's thief beside him. It's such a pity. He actually..."

Hu Linhui didn't hear Xu Qiang's words clearly, but his mind was a little confused. He could not have expected that a new recruit who had not made any contribution would be treated like this, and he also heard that these recruits had just been recruited from refugees.

Hu Linhui heard from his uncle that the coffins used by these dead soldiers were customized according to the instructions of the drawings. The wood was also made of Qingzi wood.

Although trees like Qingzi wood are everywhere on Qingfeng Mountain, with wide distribution and large output, they are most suitable for making coffins.

For nothing else, the people of the rich families around them use Qingzi wood to make coffins.

Although those fragrant sandalwood and purple nanmu are high-end, Sangzi and Zili contain the meaning of their hometown. Therefore, the meaning of using green Zi wood to make coffins is very different.

Zimu is an ancient coffin with a low grade. The handmade coffin is also very well-made and expensive. It is actually used for an ordinary soldier or a coffin of an ordinary soldier just selected from refugees, which made Hu Linhui a little puzzled.

Such high treatment was considered to be considered as when Hu Linhui was in the army, and no thousand households in his army would have such treatment.

"A soldier who died on the battlefield has completed his last mission in his post, which is to shed his blood to defend his homeland and sacrifice his most precious life.

Regardless of whether he has military achievements on the battlefield or whether he is an official or a soldier, each of them deserves our respect. They exchanged their lives for our peace and defended our home with their bloody bodies. What we can give them is respect and nostalgia."

When Hu Linhui couldn't help asking again, Xu Qiang was silent for a moment, and then recited a passage from Lin Ze.

When Lin Ze proposed to give the soldiers who died in battle a more solemn funeral ceremony, it attracted unanimous opposition from Wang Ming, Qiu Kai and others. They thought it was too wasteful, and Lin Ze's actions would arouse reprimand and criticism from the superior departments, but Lin Ze's few words made those people silence.

Lin Ze could not have imagined that the words he said were circulating among soldiers and many soldiers could recite them.

From then on, the soldiers in Lin Ze's army were extremely loyal to Lin Ze. When he was in a desperate situation, he never thought of betraying Lin Ze.

Lin Ze's words completely conquered the hearts of all soldiers.

After Xu Qiang recited this sentence, he remained silent and did not speak anymore. He just covered the unique Lin-like eagle flag embroidered in his hand on the sacrificed soldier, covering his young and slightly tender and peaceful face.

Each coffin was carried by eight soldiers in armor. Although everyone had not received any training, surprisingly, these soldiers walked in a consistent and smooth and stable manner. They kept lifting the coffin from the barracks to the carriage parked at the door led by two brightly fur-colored iron hoofed horses.

Then, as the salute of the two soldiers guarding near the carriage, they slowly carried the coffin onto the carriage.

Each coffin was not stacked, and each coffin was placed flat, so each carriage could only carry two coffins at most.

This time, four coffins were sent to twelve carriages.

"Are they soldiers? Is it impossible?! Is this formation too exaggerated? Thousand households were killed, and there was no such formation. However, as far as I know, in this battle with the Canglang Thieves, all the ordinary refugees died. None of the personal guards around the Hundred Houses died. In this case, hiss..." Chen Yuqiang took a breath and smacked his tongue.

"They are all soldiers, ordinary soldiers, just selected from refugees." Xu Dongxing said with certainty.

Xu Dongxing had a very detailed piece of information about the deaths. It was precisely because of this piece of information that Xu Dongxing made the decision to surrender to Lin Ze.

"Soldier? Ordinary soldier?" Chen Yuqiang, who was interrupted, looked at Xu Dongxing next to him in surprise...

At this time, Hu Linhui silently recited the words Xu Qiang had just recited, with a strange glory in his eyes, and was roaring in his heart: I want such treatment too!

"Returning to the soul! Going home!" Xu Qiang shouted loudly in front.

"Return to the soul! Go home!" The soldiers behind them also shouted.

"Bang...!Bang...!" The sound of firecrackers followed.

Then, Xu Qiang said again: "Return to the soul! Go home!"......

In this way, we keep repeating and walking towards the cemetery...

Until Xu Qiang and his friends gradually disappeared and could no longer see, Hu Linhui stood there blankly. At this moment, only the other sentence Xu Qiang had just repeated Lin Ze said: "You are dead for me in battle, and you should treat him with national courtesy!"

"This is a national gift, the supreme honor of soldiers." Hu Linhui kept churning this thought in his heart, and a certain idea in his heart became more and more firm: I also want to be a soldier under Lin Baihu!

There are many people who have the same idea as Hu Linhui. Everyone looked in a certain direction with a passion, which was exactly where the Baihu Institute was located.

Every family in Huangsha Town has soldiers, so these people feel the most about such a grand funeral.

It was also from this day that Lin Ze truly won the hearts of all the people in Huangsha Town!
Chapter completed!