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Chapter 202 Heroes cannot be forgotten!(1/2)

Outside the memory screen,

When the young man finished watching all this, the expression on his face gradually turned pale with hatred.

He turned around with difficulty, not daring to look at Qin Wushuang.

His pale and tender face was filled with pain,

And regret.

Just now, he actually met his father through the memory screen.

It is also determined from this,

There is no possibility of forgery in this memory.

Although the father in the picture is shirtless and looks extremely tired,

But his eyes were always full of hope.

He could not imagine the gloom in his father's eyes when he was buried in the sea of ​​fire.

It is even more unimaginable, if my father Izumi learns,

The real traitor who stabbed them in the back,

How painful and despairing it would be when it was General Wang who had been chatting happily with them.

The young man didn't know all of this, and at this moment, he was in no less pain than anyone else.

"Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap."

Qin Wushuang's voice was a little hoarse, but his words were very complicated.

Once any problems arise in the battlefield situation, he may be held responsible for delaying fighter jets.

The entanglement and pain in his heart simply overwhelmed him like a tide.

And anyone who is swept by her gaze,

Everyone was shocked and subconsciously held their heads high.

Bibi Dong suddenly said,

In his small, narrow heart,

I believe that a real hero must be someone who has no hope of success despite being defeated by millions of people.

You must die fighting on the way to kill the enemy,

Earth-shattering and intense.

Bibi Dong watched this scene, the thunderous applause was still ringing in her ears, which made her emotionally ups and downs, and she was moved in her heart.

"If you can stand up when the empire is in danger, you are worthy of the title of hero."

But he was really too impatient at that time,

He rushed here without stopping and traveled through the starry night, but he was still half a step too late.

Qin Wushuang explored his hand,

A handful of stones suddenly appeared in the palm of my hand.

"Therefore, I decide."

"good."

Many people looked up involuntarily,

Looking at the slender figure standing in the void.

"The inscription on the stele contains the names of the more than 500,000 soldiers who participated in this battle. No one must be left out, so that they can enjoy the blood of future generations for generations to come."

But the nine-curved purple gold crown worn on top of her beautiful face adds a touch of dignity and solemnity to her, making her sacred and inviolable.

The young man continued to shake his head, his expression even more confused.

"Of course they are."

You know,

The order he received was to pursue the Eastern Route Army and implement the beheading plan.

"Holy Son..."

She seemed to be thinking about something,

The clothes are fluttering, automatically in the absence of wind, like a fairy,

"My dad is a hero."

Able to stand up when the empire is in danger,

"They...are all heroes!"

"As I said before, if they can stand up when the empire is in danger, they are worthy of the title of hero."

For a moment, the young man looked at Qin Wushuang who was very close at hand.

The applause was warm and loud,

Not only for what Qin Wushuang said just now, but also for all the heroic spirits who sacrificed in the battle of Jialing Pass.

The young man was a little confused,

But he nodded subconsciously.

Bibi Dong's eyes seemed to be filled with burning flames as she spoke loudly,

"I decide."

As soon as Qin Wushuang finished speaking,

The boy's young face was already flushed with excitement.

"They should be respected and worshiped by the world, and supported by the blood of the people of the empire for thousands of years."

As for the tragic situation of the fire, he only found out later.

It also made him feel uncomfortable and blamed himself for a long time.

Her movement naturally quickly attracted the attention of countless people under Wuhun Mountain.

"Do you see how tall and majestic Wuhun Mountain is?"

Bibi Dong murmured to himself,

Suddenly, blessings came to my soul, and my body grew taller.

"But my dad and the others...are they really heroes?"

"Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap."

Qin Wushuang slowly stood up from the sofa, pointed at Wuhun Mountain at his feet and asked,

They are the backbone of countless families,

He is the husband of countless people,

Countless people’s children,

And the father of countless others.

"Since the beginning of Jialing Pass, the mainland has been pacified, all evil spirits have been wiped out, and the empire will no longer have the trouble of war."

Don't know how to speak at all.

"If you can awaken your martial soul, you can enter the Imperial Soul Master Academy for further training. If your martial soul is mediocre, you can also read and write, and your future life will be safe."

"Eighty-one hero monuments will be built in Jialing Pass with funding from the imperial government from now on."

He had a look of determination on his face as if he was being inspected.

Countless people seemed to be infected by the atmosphere and spontaneously applauded.

Rather than die in obscurity and no one knows like his father.

Suddenly, there was applause among the tens of thousands of people at the foot of Wuhun Mountain.

However, at this time on the judgment stand,

The young man's face was flushed with excitement, but he bowed to Qin Wushuang very solemnly,

"The Wuhun Empire will last forever, and its prosperity will last forever."

"Similar to this Spirit Empire, just like the Jialingguan battlefield, if there weren't thousands of people like your father silently making sacrifices, where would the Spirit Empire be today?"

At this moment, Qin Wushuang spoke first,

"If they can stand up when the empire is in danger, they are heroes."

She took one step forward and the person appeared in the void.

He looked towards the direction of Jialing Pass with burning eyes.
To be continued...
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