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Chapter 93 The Imperial Court, I owe you

Resentment!

Wang Suosheng saw a familiar resentment in the young man in front of him.

Angry, disappointed, indifferent!

Those who join the army leave their whole family behind, with their heads tied to their belts, to fight with evil monsters, and fight against the enemy desperately... This is for the righteousness of the human race.

On the battlefield, they fight to the death for an inch of land... often hundreds of corpses may be buried in just one mile.

No complaints, no regrets, unyielding and tireless!

Devoting your life is not just for the military salary of a few gold coins. As for the matter of promotion and promotion, in the smoke of artillery fire, you may die in the next second, who would think so far.

They were full of enthusiasm because the city behind them was full of civilians who needed to be protected.

However... when the war comes to an end, whether they return in triumph or abandon their armor... there are always some people who endure unparalleled pain.

They are...disabled soldiers.

If he died in battle, a martyr medal would be enough.

Due to various reasons, they did not die in the battle, but their limbs were broken, their arms were missing, they were missing eyes and noses, and some had all their meridians cut off, and became cripples... These people will be tortured by pain forever for the rest of their lives.

What's worse is that the war in the outside world is getting more and more intense. In recent years, the evil demons have frequently broken through the space channel blockade... This catastrophe in Wuhui City is also a warning to the evil demon clan.

The imperial treasury was in desperate need, and all the huge war resources were concentrated on the front lines... The subsidized medical care for the disabled at the back lines was inevitably stretched.

In addition, the war was too chaotic, and post-war rewards could not be achieved evenly.

After many soldiers were seriously injured, they only received a pension of a few hundred gold coins. This amount of money was difficult to sustain, let alone the rest of their lives, and even the medical expenses... Glory was just a cold badge after all.

When a bloody survival crisis lies ahead, countless people face the second loss of their families and their lives.

There is no filial son in bedside for a long time!

Some wives look at their husbands who are missing arms and legs, and are full of resentment... They can't work to make money, but they lose their temper at home for no reason. For many years, they just hate why he didn't die on the battlefield... The pain will last a lifetime, follow-up medical treatment

The cost, to put it lightly, can cost a family.

Under the vicious cycle, many disabled soldiers ended up begging on the streets, or even teamed up to rob and steal, causing harm to both parties.

You are no longer qualified to go to the battlefield, and you have no ability to work to earn a humble copper plate... You can only swallow the sour buns you begged for, stroke the rusty badge of honor in the middle of the night, and look up at the stars... Tears have already flowed

Dry.

That boy with a sarcastic face and fiercely throwing half a bun at you...is he really the people you protect with your life?

That wealthy daughter with gorgeous clothes and high status just throws dirty water on you... Is she worthy of your dead comrade?

Those street bullies beat and kicked you, and finally got a few coins, only to have them snatched away on the street... Are these people worthy of the war ravines filled by five hundred people?

These injustices, these helplessness, these anger... quietly gathered into an unspeakable hurricane of indifference.

This hurricane is... resentment.

A year ago, the ninth princess Qingxuanle imprisoned General Hu Nanyang and even whipped him in public... This incident caused an uproar in the three armies.

You must know that Hu Nanyang is the most dazzling new star in the army in the past ten years. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the faith of the soldiers of the three armies... Although this incident ended with Hu Nanyang's resignation as general, the overwhelming resentment...

But it is getting more and more intense.

General Hu Nanyang was strong in cultivation but approachable. Every time he returned home in triumph, the first thing he did was to meet the saints, and the second thing he did was go straight to the homes of disabled soldiers to provide pensions to the veterans.

He had no wife or children, so he dedicated everything to the Qinggu Kingdom and the military camp.

All his savings were used to help disabled veterans... This time he was whipped in public by Qing Xuanle for deducting military pay and falsely reporting loot... but the soldiers of the three armies knew it well.

Hu Nanyang deducted military pay and did not put a single copper in his pocket.

The reason why he falsely reported the loot was to get more money to help the disabled veterans who had no one to care about.

However... Qingxuanle's whipping made the general whom the soldiers most supported, Overlord, remove his armor... From then on, he was no longer the military god in their eyes.

The sneer from the young man in front of him was like the sharpest dagger, tearing Wang Suosheng's heart.

With his cultivation level, he can detect it easily.

This young man has shocking scars all over his body... The reason why he wears a mask is because he doesn't have an inch of intact skin.

The reason why only one of his meridians was awakened was because the meridians and acupuncture points in his body were almost shattered.

What kind of fighting and what kind of sacrifices could cause such scars... The brutality of that battle can be imagined... However, it is obvious that this young man did not get the honor and respect he deserved.

He was seventeen or eight years old, reduced to a cripple, and his appearance was ruined... This was already a devastating blow to a young man.

His sneer was like a bone-chilling cold wind, mocking himself and his disappointment in this imperial court.

"I am Wang Suosheng of the Military Aircraft Department, in charge of awarding meritorious service... Like you, I am also a disabled soldier... Maybe I am lucky and have not been abandoned by the imperial court. I can also comfort the disabled soldiers in the name of General Zuo."

"In recent years, ferocious monsters have been raging, border wars have broken out, and the imperial court is in chaos... Believe me, when the war is truly over, we disabled soldiers will definitely get the honor and rewards we deserve!"

"For all the injustice you have suffered, on behalf of the Military Aircraft Department... I solemnly apologize."

After finishing his words, Wang Suosheng looked solemn and once again looked at the child with a yellow mouth and solemnly bowed his fists.

The person he worshiped was not Zhao Chu... there were thousands of disabled soldiers living in dire straits... Zhao Chu was lucky to meet him, but more disabled soldiers would spend their entire lives...

You can only be sad in resentment, despair in resentment, and then die and die in the wilderness.

"These 100,000 gold coins are my own savings. They have no other meaning. I just want to...compensate a little."

In full view of everyone, General Zuo of the Military Aircraft Department solemnly handed Zhao Chu a gold coin card.

One minute later!

Zhao Chu held the cold soup of Chaos and shook his head slightly.

"A cracked heart, even if repaired ten thousand times, will be covered with hideous scars... But I accept this gold coin card!"

Zhao Chu took the gold coin card, walked to the wonton stall calmly, and put it down quietly.

This street vendor owner has a stooped waist and a 30-year-old face, but he has the vicissitudes of 60... One palm, five fingers are empty... A simple wooden bar is tied to his right leg... On his face, there is an ugly

of scars.

It was the work of a ferocious demon's sharp claws, and it was shocking.

Thanks to this military medal, the stall owner has a hideous appearance and his business is extremely poor. Almost no strangers are allowed to enter and everyone avoids him.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, tick tock!

Drops of tears kept falling.

The stall owner was lucky enough to have some skills in making wontons... He was lame and could barely walk through the streets... In the ruined temple on the outskirts of the city, there were three disabled veterans who had long been forgotten by the world.

Their legs were torn off alive and they could only lie on the ground begging.

This wonton stall is the only source of food rations for these veterans.

"Thank you, thank you sir...thank you..."

Looking at the gold coin card, the stall owner trembled all over and choked with sobs that he could not speak... After many years, his eyes, which had long been numb, still couldn't help bursting into tears.

"You don't need to say thank you... Qinggu Imperial Court owes you!"

Zhao Chu patted the vendor on the shoulder.

A mere 100,000 gold coins, let alone an outlier like myself... Even ordinary injured people cannot withstand the consumption... But for these veterans who are wandering on the line of survival, it is a huge sum of money.

An indescribable sadness left Zhao Chu with a lump in his throat!

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