The strongest lord system

Chapter 70 Heroic Soul
Stormwind City was filled with a peaceful atmosphere, the blood stains on the north city wall had been washed away, and the corpses outside had also been tidied up.

If it weren't for the large craters that had been blasted by explosives on the ground outside, perhaps everyone would just think that this couple and Stormwind City were just an ordinary afternoon.

The sun has already set, but you can't see a single person on the street. It should be the time when every house smokes, but today it is surprisingly quiet.

Night slowly enveloped this peaceful land.

In an empty square to the west of Stormwind City, all the people from Stormwind City actually gathered here, and several fires were erected around this square.

There is a huge wood pile in the middle, but it has not been lit yet. On it are the bodies of 21 soldiers who died in Stormwind City.

Allen walked to the stone platform next to a brand new boulder in the middle of the square, he looked at everyone around him, and he bowed deeply: "Thank you, everyone, thank you for coming to see our martyrs on their last journey. "

"Tonight, we will hold a memorial service here for the 21 warriors who died in the Stormwind City's battle against the Bandit Guard."

"Some of them are still so young, and some have wives and children waiting for them to go back."

Weeping slowly came from the crowd.

"Some of them still have elderly people waiting for their retirement, but at this time, it is the white-haired people sending the black-haired people."

An old woman with white hair cried bitterly and leaned on the shoulder of her old man.

"However, in this battle against the enemy, in order to defend our Stormwind City, they defended their families, wives, children, and friends behind them! None of them took a step back, even if the enemy slashed at the bloody sword They, they didn't hesitate to meet them."

"They are our Stormwind heroes, they are our Stormwind martyrs. Please let us offer our blessings on their final journey here."

Allen closed his eyes, faced the direction of the fire, and lowered his head silently.

Everyone also imitated Alan's way and offered their last blessings to these heroes.

"Here, I also want to announce a policy. I hope that the heroic souls of those heroes can hear it and leave this world with peace of mind."

Butler Karen below already knew what the city lord was going to announce. He sighed, and from the perspective of a former warrior, he liked this decision very much, but from his current perspective in Stormwind City, it was unintentional. It will increase the burden on Stormwind City.

Everyone else looked at the city lord strangely, waiting for the city lord to announce some new policy.

"I, the lord of Stormwind City, Alan Omis, hereby announce a new regulation: From this time on, including the soldiers who died in this battle, all soldiers who died in the war or in the performance of missions, if they have family members, His family will receive a pension of ten gold pieces."

Everyone around was shocked, ten gold coins!This is quite the money that an adult can earn by working hard and painting for ten years.

"If there are elderly people in the family, we will give them a pension of one silver coin per month. If there are children in the family, we in Stormwind City will be responsible for raising them until they are 16 years old. And the family members of the martyr's direct generation will receive Support from the Stormwind City policy. For retired soldiers who are seriously injured and unable to continue fighting, we will arrange for their future work and life issues, and will also issue a monthly subsidy of one silver coin."

If the previous pension of ten gold coins surprised everyone, then these regulations can be said to be unheard of by everyone.

At this time, there was a cry from the crowd!
"My lord, long live!"

"Thank you, Lord City Master!"

"My lord, Wan En!"

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Allen heard that many people knelt down suddenly in an area of ​​the crowd, and he took a closer look at the soldiers of the Stormtroopers. Most of them were wounded, but they still came to see their sacrificed comrades for the last time.

Allen found that it was Karl who had just woken up kneeling at the front, and he insisted on coming here with the support of Madoran.

Allen stepped forward quickly, and a soldier who was kneeling on the ground was helped up.

"You still have injuries on your body, don't kneel on the ground."

When Alan just helped up a soldier with a broken right arm, he found that his face was covered with tears. Alan sighed, and while helping the soldier with a broken arm, he said: "Don't worry, Stormwind City will not forget your love for you!" You are the heroes of Stormwind, and we will take good care of you.”

"Thank you...thank you!" The broken-arm soldier saluted Allen with his only remaining left arm. His heart was beating again because he was disappointed with his future life because he lost his right arm.

Allen felt his heart was touched. Although this was not a standard military salute, it was the most beautiful military salute Allen had ever seen.

Allen nodded, walked around the soldiers, and helped them up one by one. Finally, he walked in front of Carl and said worriedly, "Didn't I tell you to recuperate well? Why are you out doing random things?"

Carl looked at the pile of wood in the distance, and said with a choked voice, "Master City Master, I want to send my comrades for the last time. They are soldiers I brought out with my own hands. I want to take another look at them."

"Just this time, let Madoran take you back later, and don't move around until the injury is recovered." Allen shook his head helplessly.

Karl also saluted Alan, but his right hand was still trembling a little. Alan quickly pressed his hand and scolded, "Your hand is still injured, so you don't need to salute."

Karl looked at Allen gratefully and said, "Thank you, Lord City Lord, for the regulations you just said to our soldiers. On behalf of those brothers who died, thank you!"

"Thank you!"

Allen didn't say anything else, and returned to the stone platform: "Everyone has seen the stone next to me. You must be wondering what this is for. Let me tell you now that this stone will be our martyr's monument." , the names of all the martyrs who died will be engraved on the monument."

Allen gestured to the butler Karen who was next to him. Butler Karen nodded, and asked a stonemason next to him to come up, and he brought props for lettering.

Allen continued: "Okay, now I'm going to announce the names of the soldiers who died guarding Stormwind City this time. All family members who recite their names, please come forward."

"Jason Betts, 23 years old."

"Matthew North."

"Cages Bell, 31 years old."

Allen read his name while the stonemason beside him carved his name on the boulder.

The family members of the soldiers whose names were read kept coming forward. Some of them were sobbing, and some were numb from crying.

"Please let us remember the names of the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for our Stormwind City. Our beautiful life is created by their blood and lives." Allen said as he took over from the hands of Karen Butler. After passing a torch, he walked slowly to the front of the woodpile, looked at the corpse lying quietly on it, he mourned for three seconds, and then lit the woodpile.

"Wooooow, dad!"

"Don't cry, be good! Your father died to protect us. Your father is a hero." At this time, a seven or eight-year-old boy burst into tears. The mother next to him knelt down and hugged her child, Suppressing the pain in his heart to comfort his child.

(End of this chapter)