Today, the haze finally dissipated. Instead of the usual gloominess, it was a rare sunny day. The sun rushed out of the encirclement of the dark clouds, and the reflected sunlight shuttled between the tree branches, weaving into golden threads. It was exceptionally clear.
But even on such a warm day, the faces of the Order members were filled with solemnity. At this moment, the combat team put down their weapons, the personal guard unit ended their training, and even the search team did not go out.
Chen Feng stood above the crowd in black. At this moment, his expression was solemn and his eyes were indifferent. Even if he did not speak, people could still feel the heavy atmosphere around him.
Now, those standing below the stage were all the armed forces of the Order. There were a total of 219 people. The youngest was 17 years old, and the oldest was 35 years old. Everyone's body was at its peak. If trained properly, it would not take long for them to become an army of tigers and wolves.
Moreover, Chen Feng was not stingy in the treatment of these people. He provided them with meat every day. This was especially true for the combat team. They had been following Chen Feng since a long time ago. Their equipment was excellent. All of them were wearing armor made from beetles and were equipped with steel sabers. Some of them were even equipped with guns. All of them were high-spirited, completely different from when they had first arrived.
These were the soldiers under Chen Feng's command.
In the post-apocalyptic world, they gathered under Chen Feng's command to expand his territory. They were like the sharpest spears.
Why did His Excellency summon them here?
Just when everyone was still trying to figure out what was going on, a deep and long cry came from afar. Then, a group of warriors dressed in the same black robes walked over.
Each of them held a gray jar in their hands. Inside the jar were the ashes of those who had died in the battle.
Quiet and peaceful.
When the Order was established, a total of 69 people lost their lives while searching or fighting in the wild.
Death, for the majority of people who lived in the post-apocalyptic world, was a common and common thing.
This was not because they had a hard heart, no desires, and no love. They had blood, they had flesh, they had emotions, but the desolation of the apocalypse, the environment, bandits, and the lack of food could all become conditions for death.
Ashes.
The ashes of 69 people were placed in front of everyone.
Among the ashes, there were their loved ones, companions, and comrades who supported them all the way. The atmosphere suddenly became heavy. They were all iron-blooded men. But now, some people's eyes were rippling.
Living in this seemingly abandoned land, they were used to handling the corpses in a frugal way. They either buried them, cremated them, or even buried them in the wild.
Everyone's life was not easy.
The post-apocalyptic world took too many lives. Compared to those who died, for the survivors, how to live well was what they needed to pay attention to.
Chen Feng's solemn face seemed emotionless, but in his eyes, there was a trace of blood and scarlet.
What was the reason why an army was strong?
Sharp weapons? Tall body? Successful strategy? Or a commander who was good at fighting?
These reasons might be able to lead the troops to victory, but it still did not represent their strength. In other words, what about weapons? No strategy? Not to mention a professional with a hundred victories? How were they going to fight? How were they to?
The word that represented the strength of a force was not external force, but belonging.
Only each of them would treat order as their home. For their home, they would fight and kill. Even if they knew they were no match, they would still charge forward. Even if they fell, they would become a mountain, a ridge!
Only at that time, order would become truly strong!
If there was a day when his own army could condense such a spirit, then he would be able to fight one against ten and never be defeated!
Loyal Bone Tomb.
The empty tomb, there were no tombstones. There were only holes like nests. That was the place where the ashes were buried. It was also the Loyal Bone Tomb that Chen Feng spoke of.
In front of the tomb, there was a huge tombstone that was five meters tall. Even if these dead people did not have tombstones, but on the tombstone, the names of these dead people were engraved. A total of 69 people, not missing, not missing.
The dead, the soul.
The dead do not enter the ground, the soul does not return.
Placing the dead in a coffin, for people, was a ritual that must be completed.
The Loyal Bone Tomb was a tomb, but it was also a place of belonging.
Chen Feng's wish was not only to build a place to bury the bones of the soldiers, but also to condense the spirit of the soldiers under his command!
Right now, it was just the beginning. There were only 69 names on this tombstone. But in the future, in the bloody storm, in the waves of the era where people's lives were like grass, the names on this tombstone would only increase until it was full.
It had nothing to do with cold-bloodedness, nothing to do with desolation. This was the path that every king had to go through.
Bones as the road, flesh and blood as the bridge.
At that time, this tombstone that was condensed from the flesh and blood of tens of thousands of people would finally erupt with a shocking soul and essence.
Belonging, this untouchable and invisible existence, was not groundless. With it, an army would have a backbone. With it, the army would be undefeated in a hundred battles. With it, one could truly aspire to the top of the world, where the blade pointed.
Building a tombstone with people as the words.
No matter how much ambition, selfishness, or indifference Chen Feng carried in his heart, at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, he was like a god, shining on the world.
Chen Feng looked at the many soldiers in front of him who were loyal to him, and said loudly, "Although the economic zone has been recovered, there are stronger and more terrifying monsters outside. I can tell you with certainty that in the near future, a real disaster will break out in this city. At that time, tens of thousands of insects will come from all directions. Compared to that kind of battle, everything in the economic zone is just child's play!
"But don't be afraid, the armor made from insect shells will be sent to your hands continuously, and the weapons will gradually be strengthened, the sharpness will be doubled. Fight well, I promise now, once the war starts, 20% of the meat will be yours for every insect killed!"
Chen Feng shouted loudly, encouraging the soldiers to be like hot-blooded beasts, and made them feel no fear or anxiety. It was as if the merit could be easily obtained.
Chen Feng looked around, the horrifying atmosphere made everyone stop cheering. After a while, he said again,
"In addition to personal rewards, from now on, all the people who died in the war will be buried in this tombstone. I swear, for the sake of order, the families of the people who died in the war will be provided for by order. The parents will be buried, the children will be nurtured, and the widow will take care of them. I will let you live in peace, and I will let you live in peace. If I break the oath, I will destroy the earth, and the gods will cease to exist!"
The sound of heavy breathing came from the crowd. At this time, the soldiers' eyes were red, and they could no longer control the excitement in their hearts, and they all roared out.
Living in a chaotic world, they really didn't have any extra ambition, as long as they were alive, even if it was tiring, even if it was bitter, as long as they were alive, they were willing to do anything.
But they were born in the wrong time, and people were worse than grass. Even humans killed each other, not to mention insects and zombies!
Their homes were destroyed, their families were killed, they also had resentment and hatred, but in this place, they didn't feel the slightest humiliation. On the contrary, delicious food and warm housing, these requirements that they didn't dare to imagine in the past were all realized here.
Life was worse than grass.
This was the most vivid portrayal of this world.
As time passed, they became more and more conflicted, to live or to die? For people living in this post-apocalyptic world, this was a slightly sad choice.
This place was good, although all the systems were so strange, they had something to rely on.
In this environment, their broken hearts began to recover, they began to form new families, have new families, and welcome their own new life.
Listening to Chen Feng's vicious oath, everyone breathed heavily and clenched their fists.
Fallen leaves always return to their roots.
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