Super soldier Wang Qiao

Chapter 949 Sending Spirits! (two more)

The next day, it rained lightly throughout the capital.

It's drizzling, I don't know who we are crying for.

The news of the death of General Peng Yuan soon came.

In this part of the capital, if you see a lot of generals, you don't catch a cold.

But this time, old general Peng Yuan has a very high status in the hearts of the people in the capital.

All I saw were white ribbons tied around the books.

Because there is a Monument to the People's Heroes.

It records the people's heroes in the founding war.

Peng Yuan's name is impressively on it, and the subsequent great achievements are full of five or six lines.

"In the battle of Hu Yueshan, more than two hundred devils were wiped out with a big knife!"

"Command at the Tianmu River and defeat Ichiro Yamamoto, who was the strongest captain of the Wa country at that time!"

"..."

Too much.

Almost all the people in the capital have been to the Monument to the People's Heroes, so naturally they all know the existence of Peng Yuan.

And in the capital city, there are more red generation.

Many people used to be soldiers led by Peng Yuan. At this time, they all ordered their families to put a brazier in front of the door as a farewell to General Peng.

Drizzle dripping!

Outside the gate of Longzu, the funeral of General Peng Yuan was held.

In the mourning hall, Tang Zhong knelt there, bowing his head as a dutiful son.

Today he is guarding the spirit of the old general!
Generals from all over the country came to bow down one after another, lit incense and walked into the mourning hall.

And as more and more vehicles arrived outside the dragon group, more and more people were inside the mourning hall.

Until the end, there was no room for people in the mourning hall. Those people directly chose to stand outside, holding all black umbrellas. They were soldiers, so they just wore military uniforms. Those who were not soldiers all wore black suits.

Even in the rain, no one said a word of reluctance.

As a filial son, Tang Zhong read the eulogy.

Everything was carried out according to the highest standard. The old general Peng Yuan had been suppressed before, but this time the most important thing for Tang was to let the old general leave with glory.

But they sent someone to send an elegiac couplet!
"A generation of heroes, pacify the world!"

Tang Zhong personally covered the elegiac couplet on the old general's coffin.

Finally, it's time to send the spirit.

The old general is Qin Chuan, a man from the high slope of the loess. Back then, he followed the revolutionary army to pacify the world. Now, he follows the ceremony of his hometown.

A folk suona expert stood on a high place, ignoring the light rain, and blew the suona in his hand.

"In the Qin Dynasty, the moon is bright and the Han Dynasty is the pass. The Long Marcher has not yet returned, but the Dragon City Flying General is here, and the Huma is not taught to go to the Yinshan Mountain!"

Suona sounded.

Then there was another gunshot. The old general was a soldier. When the gunshot goes off, it means the spirit of the army rises!
"Send orders!"

There were wailing sounds, at the gate of the mourning hall.

Wearing a filial piety, Tang Zhong grabbed the posthumous photo that the old general had prepared for him before he died, and set off from the dragon group.

Zhang Changgong, Qinglong also changed into a black suit, with white gloves on his hands, helping the spirit of the old general.

Follow behind Tang Zhong, and go away slowly.

Along the way, paper money clears the way!
The whole capital also became sad along with the old general.

Those who knew the old general's past achievements, when the old general's coffin passed in front of their house, directly bowed to the sky to show respect.

And on the road.

All kinds of vehicles stopped to pay their respects after seeing the spirit sending team, because everyone knew that it was a real hero.

Ordinary people along the way followed one after another, wanting to send off this old general who once dominated the entire capital.

A street full of people.

A person can reach such a point, which shows how much this person is admired.

Finally, the distance to the martyrs cemetery is getting closer.

At the door, among a black car.

All ordinary people are as if they have been beaten with chicken blood.

All of them rushed out in one go.

With a bang, the entire iron door tilted a little.

The young man guarding the iron gate was stunned and shouted: "What are you doing? I tell you, you are breaking the law!"

But no one listened at all.

In the car, when Yan Biao saw this scene, he was almost dumbfounded. He clenched his fists and said grimly, "These lowlifes!"

He originally thought that if Tang Zhong made a move, he would immediately lead someone to catch Tang Zhong, but he didn't expect so many people to do it together.

But at this time, as more and more people slammed their bodies together, the iron door was locked by an iron chain, and now the iron chain was slightly broken.

"come on!"

With the last collision, there was a bang, and the entire iron gate was smashed open just like that.

No one can stand in the way of a dead man!

(End of this chapter)