Chapter 2079 Funeral
Frisman couldn’t understand what Ji Xiaoyan was thinking about. He felt that Ji Xiaoyan's plan made no sense at all, and even felt that it would not work at all. However, looking at the confident expression on Ji Xiaoyan's face, Frisman couldn't bear to pour cold water on her. After all, this letter was important. Don't send it there. It will be useful or useless after sending it there. They will still go to the undead tribe.
It is also inevitable to take action.
So, Frisman followed Ji Xiaoyan's instructions and waited for her to write the letter before sending it directly to the Undead.
Taking advantage of this time, Frisman followed Ji Xiaoyan and met with the many aborigines in Qingcheng the countless guards who had sacrificed their lives for Qingcheng, and watched them being placed one by one in Qingcheng. In the square inside the city lord's palace, Frisman's heart still couldn't help but feel a little sore and painful. He knew that if the undead tribe really brought the bone dragon to the battlefield, or if the undead tribe came to help some aborigines, maybe the guards of Qingcheng would not suffer so many casualties, so Ji Xiaoyan wanted to officially bring the undead tribe to the battlefield. It is understandable to eliminate the alliance from Qingcheng!
After all, the leader of their undead clan was reluctant to join Qingcheng at the beginning, so it was just right to satisfy them this time.
On this day, the Qingcheng City Lord’s Palace Square is fully open. All the aborigines and adventurers in Qingcheng can step into the City Lord’s Palace Square to pay homage to the Qingcheng guards who died in battle.
Due to this battle with the fallen demon clan, a very large number of people died in Qingcheng. Therefore, after the aboriginals went to the city lord's mansion, the entire Qingcheng fell into a state of extreme sadness. Only Those adventurers would occasionally brag excitedly in the corner about how thrilling and exciting their battles with the fallen demons were!
After asking Chief Qing Gong to arrange for guards to guard the square, Ji Xiaoyan returned to the palace at night and lay on the bed to rest for the night.
When the sun emerged from the sky the next morning, Qingcheng, which had been silent all night, woke up again.
Countless Qingcheng residents and adventurers have spontaneously appeared on the edge of the largest square in Qing City. They all looked seriously at the aborigines of the Elf Tribe, Teng Tribe, Juli Tribe, Muxian Tribe, and Lusi'e Tribe. , neatly coming from a distance.
They used countless flowers and the most heroic tribesmen in the tribe to carry the fallen tribesmen, and brought countless aborigines to see them off. They stepped into the square step by step with solemn and proud expressions, and then They placed their respective tribesmen in it.
In the square at this moment, Manager Qing Gong had ordered a lot of firewood to be piled neatly overnight, and many fire mages were also waiting.
After arriving at the square, the indigenous people of each race began to move firewood, built a platform layer by layer, and then placed the heroes of their tribe next to each other. Go up and build the second and third floors
It was at this time that all the aboriginal people in Qingcheng discovered that the wooden towers of the Vine and Elf tribes were low, with only one floor. The Juli tribe had their master too tall, so Ji Xiaoyan asked them to build one by themselves. Wooden Tower, because only two or three can be placed on each floor Aboriginal people, so the wooden pagoda of the Juli tribe only has eight floors; the Muxian tribe, like the Lusi'e tribe and the Juli tribe, are all internal forces attached to Qingcheng. The aborigines who should have killed them in battle and Qingcheng The guards were put together, but when Ji Xiaoyan thought about the Muxian tribe, There were too many aborigines killed and injured at one time, and they should be given the honor they deserve, so the Muxian tribe was specifically allowed to build a wooden pagoda by themselves; the Lusi'e tribe and the Qingcheng guards piled up wooden pagodas and killed them in battle. The aborigines and Qingcheng guards were all put together.
The people of the Yi tribe now belong to the forces rescued by Qingcheng. After Qingyu asked other tribesmen, some people already had the idea to agree to Qingyu's proposal and attach themselves to Qingcheng. However, at this time, everyone did not It's easy to say that I could only follow Ji Xiaoyan's arrangement. In a corner of the square alone, Qingyu led him to build a wooden tower. It only had about one layer!
Not many people from the Wing tribe died.
The tallest wooden tower in the entire square is that of Qingcheng.
The guards of the Qing Dynasty were placed on each floor of the wooden tower, lying quietly on it as if they were asleep. They were sent up the tower one by one, and finally stood tall. In the square, he became the most conspicuous presence.
Everyone knows very well that many people died in Qingcheng. These people died fighting for everyone, and they are all heroes!
The little turtle pursed his lips tightly while drinking porridge, and stood together with some aboriginal people. The urgent desire to become an adventurer once again arose in his heart.
In the square, Ji Xiaoyan stood together with the clan leaders of various races, solemnly waiting for the guards of Qing City to place the last aboriginal who died in the battle on the tower, and then took care of Qing Gong. The arrangement of the general manager praised the bravery and achievements of these heroes. When the people in the city were excited, they took the torch from the guard beside them. After waiting for all the fire mages who had been prepared to stand around several wooden towers, Ji Xiaoyan then moved towards Several clan leaders nodded, took the lead and walked to the tower guarding Qingcheng, and put the torches up.
The patriarchs of each race looked proud and sad. After setting the wooden tower on fire with torches, they stayed under the wooden tower of their respective clans and watched the fire mages go to the wooden tower. After throwing up spells one by one and igniting all the higher places, the leader of the Elf clan sang a tune that no one could understand loudly, causing all the Elf aborigines to join in. stand up.
The sound became louder and louder, as the wanton and crazy flames flew towards the sky.
All the aborigines stared at the patches of fire, watching the aboriginals who died in the battle being swallowed up, and eventually turned into red, as if floating into the sky, turning into streaks of fire. Green smoke.
With the sound of "Wow", some aborigines couldn't help but burst into tears, causing another cry to sound out, one after another, and soon they were entangled with the songs of the elves, making the atmosphere in the entire Qingcheng even more intense. A little more solemn.
Some of the adventurers who were secretly laughing just now were also infected by this atmosphere. Looking at the fire in the sky, they all stopped the smiles on their faces and became solemn, and the excitement in their hearts was even more intense. No one knows.
Ji Xiaoyan, on the other hand, stood in the square with an unpredictable expression, looking at the fire that filled the sky without moving.
Ji Xiaoyan has never thought of sending all the aborigines to the Resurrection Gate to see if they can be resurrected! But she also knew very well that the number of aboriginal people who died this time was so large that Ji Xiaoyan almost didn't need to ask, she knew that the Resurrection Gate would not be allowed! Not to mention, even if the Resurrection Sect agreed, they Qingcheng would not have so many resources to resurrect these aborigines.
The Elf Tribe, Vine Tribe, Juli Tribe, and Osmanthus Tribe are also very understanding, and even told Ji Xiaoyan that since their tribesmen died fighting for Qingcheng, this in itself is a tribute to their people and Since there is nothing the Resurrection Gate can do about the honor of the race, let Ji Xiaoyan not care about it!
People are bound to die. This is the most tacit statement among the patriarchs of several races.
So, in the end, Ji Xiaoyan stopped mentioning going to the Resurrection Gate, and then discussed with old man Qingya and came up with the idea of burying all the indigenous people who died in the battle beside the moat. The fire burned for a whole day, and finally began to slowly extinguish before night fell. All the aborigines in Qingcheng did almost nothing during this day. They just stood in the square to witness the baptism of the hero.
The night gradually became darker, and when the last trace of fire completely disappeared into the night, the lights were lit in the square, and the aborigines of several races took out their Jars of various sizes came, and they walked silently to the ashes of the wooden tower, and began to put all the ashes into the jars, sealing them full.
After the last bits of ashes were put into jars, the aborigines of all races lined up neatly in the square. At Ji Xiaoyan’s order, the entire sacrificial team slowly Heading towards the moat,
Countless aborigines followed silently, with great momentum and majesty.
This funeral is very grand and grand for all the aborigines, and it is of great significance.
Whether it is a race like the Elf Tribe and Vine Tribe that suffered very few casualties, or a race like the Osmanthus Clan that lost a lot of people, they all gained the recognition and respect of Qingcheng from this funeral. It's not terrible if your tribe members die in battle. What's most important is that they get what they deserve after death!
However, for the adventurers, after the climax of the funeral has passed, all they can see is probably novelty.
So when Ji Xiaoyan and the others brought the first jar containing the ashes of the aborigines under the moat embankment, countless shocking scenes of this funeral appeared on the game forum, thus making the entire game world Players once again turned their attention to Qingcheng, and another wave of attention was drawn.
Burying the ashes of these aborigines in the moat is actually very simple.
Following Ji Xiaoyan’s instructions, Chief Qing Gong had someone dig a two-foot-high groove at the lowest point of the embankment outside the moat. The groove was not very deep, but it went around I walked around the entire Qingcheng moat!
Ji Xiaoyan walked at the front of the team, holding a jar in his hand, followed by countless aborigines. After they walked around the entire moat, they returned to the starting point. , and then after Yuji Xiaoyan put the first jar into the groove, the others put the jars together one by one.
The originally empty groove was soon filled with countless jars, densely packed and neatly arranged, just like countless aboriginal soldiers, staring at the city lord's palace in Qingcheng, and also The city lord's palace guarding Qingcheng.
The leader of the Elf tribe stood on the embankment of the moat. He looked at the moat for a long time with a hint of sigh and complexity in his eyes. Then he finally spoke to Ji Xiaoyan and said: "City Lord Ji, your arrangement is indeed true." Very good, let all our aborigines get the honor they deserve, and all us aborigines in the Qingcheng Alliance will belong to Qingcheng from now on!”
Ji Xiaoyan suddenly heard what the leader of the Elf clan said, and immediately looked at her slightly strangely, as if he didn't quite understand what she meant.
What does it mean that all the indigenous people of the alliance belong to Qingcheng?
The leader of the Elf Clan smiled with relief, but said nothing more. After looking at each other with an elder sent by the Vine Clan, he bowed to Ji Xiaoyan in a tacit understanding. He handed over and led all the aborigines of the Elf and Vine tribes to leave the moat and return to where they lived.
Afterwards, the aborigines of the Juli, Muxian and Lusi'e tribes also left with happy and proud smiles. Ji Xiaoyan even heard an accompanying Muxian aboriginal secretly Di Zai asked another person: "If I die in battle in the future, will I be left like this?"
The elder of the Muxian tribe looked at the tribesman who asked the question with a look of relief and pride. Smiles everywhere.
Ji Xiaoyan had been standing on the moat, watching the aboriginal people of all races leave. After all the adventurers and the aboriginal people in Qingcheng had left, he looked at Di Xiao and the people who had been accompanying the funeral. People from the Linshou Clan,
“Are you all the monsters from the Linshou Clan ready?”
Di Xiao nodded and motioned to the columns behind him to take out dozens of jars. Come, look solemn and confident He looked embarrassed and said to Ji Xiaoyan: "Although they are just monsters, they are our companions raised by the Linshou tribe."
"I understand!" Ji Xiaoyan nodded, He stepped aside half a step and said to Di Xiao: "You go!"
Di Xiao nodded and motioned to the clansmen behind him to carry the jars and go to the bottom of the moat's embankment to collect the ashes of the monsters. Put it into the groove.
This was the result after Di Xiao hesitated for a long time and came to Ji Xiaoyan to discuss it.
The Orcs did not sacrifice the natives, but the monsters who sacrificed died many, many times. If it were just normal times, Di Xiao would not ask Ji Xiaoyan to let these monsters enjoy the same honor as other aborigines who died in the battle, but this time, too many monsters died, and Di Xiao hoped that these monsters could also be given the same honor. Placing it by the moat became proof that they were close to the Beast Clan in Qing City.
In order to estimate that the natives of other races would be unhappy, Di Xiao and the others disposed of the corpses of these monsters themselves and waited until everyone had left before they dared to appear.
Ji Xiaoyan agreed to all of this.
No matter which race they belong to, they all made huge sacrifices and played a role in this battle against the fallen demons! They all deserve the same respect!
(End of this chapter)