Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 948 Burial Ceremony
Elizabeth remained silent, looked at him carefully, then turned her gaze away, and said to Liu Xiaotong, "Why is he here?"

The third column is in charge of logistics and supply, so it has not been assigned any combat missions, and has been staying with Elizabeth and the others before.

Why Sissoko suddenly appeared here is really hard for Elizabeth to understand.

"I just asked a soldier."

Liu Xiaotong explained: "Sissoko was the last to appear. At that time, the soldiers of the first column were exhausted and could not hold back..." He carefully described the situation at that time.

When Elizabeth and Luo Yun heard that Silkoko was facing thousands of slaves by himself, retreated instead of advancing, and ordered the soldiers in the first column not to retreat, the brains of the two of them instantly came to mind. The scene immediately shuddered.

"...It can be said that if Sissoko hadn't appeared at that time, perhaps the first column might have been beaten and collapsed. That kind of situation would have been even worse."

Liu Xiaotong paused for a moment, and then said: "The army is defeated like a mountain... If the first column collapses and there is a phenomenon of desertion, then the guards may command the slave army to completely kill the first column."

The eyes of Luo Yun and Elizabeth fell on Sissoko's face again.

"No wonder..."

Luo Yun looked at Sissoko carefully, and said in a low voice: "...he will feel a sense of relief, Elizabeth, it seems that Sissoko is determined to die in battle."

"Yes."

Elizabeth sighed, looked away, looked up at the sky, and said with complicated emotions: "It seems that that time, the fact that he led the crowd to escape has always been in his heart, causing him terribly painful..."

"Yes."

Luo Yun nodded and said: "Sometimes I noticed that after cooking, Sissoko always sat alone in a daze, and no one paid attention to him. Everyone would reject him."

"Pity."

Elizabeth shook her head and said in a low voice: "However, he used death to wash away his previous mistakes... He did not live up to the title of captain, although other people often use this title to joke and laugh at him..."

The battlefield was cleaned for a full day before the dead slaves, guards and soldiers of the Ideal Freedom Army were all separated one by one.

The Woying tribe is full of dry, shocking blood, and a strong bloody smell, which makes people feel dizzy after staying here for a while.

Tashi also woke up from the coma, and the situation is not too bad. He was hit on the head in the melee before, causing a serious concussion. After a few days of rest, nothing serious happened.

When he learned that there were only about 100 people left in the Ideal Freedom Army, Tashi was silent for several hours before finally speaking.

Elizabeth decided to withdraw from the camp to rest. After all, after a battle here, it is no longer suitable to stay in and rest.

Call out all the slaves in the paddock.

Thousands of slaves stood in the open space outside the Woying tribe, looking at Elizabeth, Luo Yun and others in a daze, and the ideal freedom soldiers behind them.

"My friends."

Elizabeth's eyes swept over thousands of slaves, her eyes moved very slowly, so many people had the feeling of meeting her eyes.

"Let me introduce myself first, we are the ideal free army from the Heitian tribe..."

Elizabeth first briefly told these slaves the meaning of the ideal free army, and then she said seriously: "...The purpose of our attack on the Woying tribe this time is to rescue you, but due to the reasons of those guards, We started a fight with each other. I think everyone understands the situation at that time. We fought with each other out of necessity and mutual ignorance. In fact, we can prevent this tragedy from happening."

"However, now that things have happened, it is meaningless for us to regret and blame ourselves. After all, it is impossible for a dead person to come back to life because of our regret and self-blame, so we still have to live on. , But, from now on, we will shoulder the hopes of those comrades, comrades, and brothers who died."

Speaking of this, Elizabeth paused, and then said in a serious tone: "Next, it's time to bury our comrades-in-arms, Tashi, Rum."

"arrive."

"arrive."

With serious faces, Tashi and Rum walked out of the line and came to Elizabeth.

Elizabeth said loudly: "The burial ceremony will be carried out."

"Yes."

Tashi and Lang both raised their hands in salute.

The action of the two raising their hands in salute made the slaves stunned.

But then they realized that this should be a sign of respect. Compared with kneeling and kowtowing, there is no doubt that this way of raising hands to salute can maintain a person's dignity.

This time, the Ideal Freedom Army suffered serious losses, with a staff reduction of about 70.00%. This is an astonishing number.

For those sacrificed soldiers, yesterday, Elizabeth asked people to change them into clean clothes and wash their faces with clean water, so right now, lifeless corpses are lying quietly on the side, looking , There is quite a feeling that the collective has fallen asleep.

The remaining fighters of the Ideal Freedom Army, in groups of two, under the command of Tashi and Rum, looked serious, carried the bodies of the sacrificed comrades, and gently put them into the big pit dug not far away, and then The two stood up straight and raised their hands in salute. Next, they went to move the next corpse.

Thousands of slaves stood there quietly, watching curiously. Of course, due to the solemn atmosphere at the scene, none of them laughed, and almost all the slaves had serious faces.

From the meticulous and solemn expressions of the soldiers of the Ideal Freedom Army, these slaves felt two words - respect.

Yes.

While this kind of respect made them feel strange, it also made them unimaginable.

When will slaves be treated like this?
Isn't it just thrown away at will in the barren mountains after death, to be eaten by those beasts?
The remains of the ideal Freedom Army fighters were neatly placed in the pit, and the last person to be carried in was Sissoko.

It was Tashi and Lang Mu who carried him in.

Putting the remains of Sissoko away gently, Tashi and Rum took a step back, took a deep look at him, and raised their hands in salute.

So far, hundreds of sacrificed soldiers all lay neatly in the pit.

Everyone has solemn faces.

"Soldiers of the Ideal Freedom Army, comrades, brothers and sisters."

Elizabeth spoke up: "Comrade Sissoko, the captain of the third column, died heroically in this battle. As a person who has made mistakes, I know that many people in our team looked down on him and laughed at him before." , ridicule him."

"However, in this battle, Comrade Sissoko, the captain of the third column, stood up at the critical moment. He did not deserve the title and responsibility of the captain. He is a qualified and heroic ideal Free Army fighter. In spite of the mistakes he made, I hope that everyone will remember him and his story in the future."

"Now, let us see them off. These comrades who died, their names will be engraved on the monument of heroes for our future generations to admire and remember... All soldiers, salute!"

Elizabeth was the first to raise her hand in salute.

Next, Yiyi, Wang Jian, Liu Xiaotong and others also raised their hands in salute one by one. This was not to be sensational, but the sacrifice of these soldiers really touched them.

Although they are just ordinary people, practitioners also have emotions and desires. Ordinary people deserve their respect.

Even the little old man Shen Jing stood beside Yiyi's legs, imitating raising his hands in salute.

Tashi, Rum and all the fighters of the Ideal Freedom Army raised their hands in salute, watching the sacrificed comrades including Sissoko with tears in their eyes.

"Get up, the slaves who are suffering from hunger and cold, get up, the suffering people all over the world, their blood is boiling..."

Elizabeth lightly opened her red lips and began to sing softly, followed by Tashi, Rum and the others.

The remaining soldiers sang the "Internationale" loudly with all their strength. The meaning in the lyrics moved the thousands of slaves who were silently watching, and some couldn't help humming along in a low voice.

After an "Internationale" was sung, with Elizabeth's order, the burial began.

The burial ceremony is over.

Elizabeth's eyes fell on the thousands of slaves next to her. These slaves began to feel a little uneasy, and they were all guessing in their hearts how she would deal with them next.

These slaves had seen Liu Xiaotong and Wang Jian, the two "Masters of Heaven and Man", flying in the air before, and saw with their own eyes that the guards fell to the ground and died instantly when they just waved their hands lightly.

and so.

Even though they were numerous in number, none of them dared to resist.

"Everyone."

After scanning the thousands of slaves, Elizabeth said calmly, "You are all free now."

"what?"

"become free?"

"What does it mean?"

After she finished speaking, thousands of slaves were in a slight commotion. They didn't quite understand what Elizabeth meant by freedom.

Seeing them whispering, Elizabeth didn't say a word. After a few minutes, after they were a little quieter, Elizabeth spoke again: "The so-called freedom is very simple. It means where you want to go and what you want to do now." , It’s all up to you to decide, no one will force you to work, and no one will abuse or beat you..."

(End of this chapter)