"I told your mother, no matter what the ancestral graves are, this Daxia is our home!"

"Wherever you are buried, it will be in your own home!"

"Son, go to sleep peacefully. Your father and I are waiting for you to come back."

The old man lowered his head and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

On top of the Great Steel Wall.

Lin Fan looked at the series of fallen heroes and bowed slowly.

On the throne, Mr. Jin and Mr. Chen also bowed silently.

Fifty million soldiers, bow to each other!

That's their brother!

Lin Fan whispered: "You guys, go ahead."

"We are here, waiting for you to come back."

"We will guard this Great Wall for you! When you come back, this will still be Daxia! It will still be your home!"

Fifty million soldiers roared in unison: "We will hold this Great Wall for you!"

"Don't worry, when you come back, it will still be Daxia here!"

It’s still Daxia here!

This is a promise made by the living to the departed.

It is the promise made by brothers to those brothers who have left!

150,000 heroes lined up and passed by, and Lin Fan bowed to see them off for three hours.

In these three hours, the dragon roared and the whole country mourned!

All Daxia people who watched this live broadcast bowed in greeting!

These 150,000 soldiers who left are heroes and national warriors!

In fact, even the elderly Guozang and Jin Lao did not straighten up. They bowed to bid farewell to every hero!

finally.

One hundred and fifty thousand soldiers, all sleeping peacefully.

Sleeping under the Great Wall.

This Great Wall has their names written on it.

"Everyone, let's see if this Great Wall doesn't fall! Let's see if we uphold your will and fight for Daxia!" Lin Fan straightened up and said loudly.

Fifty million soldiers roared in unison: "Let's see if this Great Wall doesn't fall, let's see if we fight for Daxia!"

Grief and anger turned into strength!

"Everyone!"

Lin Fan paused for a moment, looked at the densely packed Daxia people and soldiers, and said loudly: "The dead are gone, we still have to continue fighting."

"No matter what, I, Daxia, still won this battle!"

"But, we can't rest. In three months, the second batch of gods will arrive soon!"

"We don't have time to overremember or be overly sad! We also don't have time to celebrate victory."

In just an instant, all the information related to the second coming of the gods was posted on the Internet.

Unlike free countries that shut down the Internet to block information, Daxia never hides anything.

In an instant, the mobile phones of all Daxia citizens vibrated, indicating that documents had been received.
Chapter completed!