The battle was finally over. Although Feihong Pass, which had just passed a fierce battle, was still filled with a faint smell of blood, it already had some of the peace and tranquility of the past. On the streets and at the city gates, there were no leisurely people who were usually leisurely. The soldiers of the Mo family army silently cleaned the battlefield and washed the blood on the streets. Some of these blood were from their comrades, and some from their enemies. No one could tell who was shedding the blood, but both sides of the war paid an extremely tragic price.

In the early morning, Ye Li took Qin Feng Zhuojing and Wei Lin out of Feihong Pass and came to a hillside not far from Feihong Pass. When they arrived, many people were waiting there. Most of the people present were injured, and some were even seriously injured. Everyone had a heavy and solemn expression on their faces. This was the place where more than a thousand kirins were sleeping. Seeing Ye Li coming, the more than a hundred kirins immediately stood up straight and saluted in unison, "I've seen the princess."

Ye Li nodded solemnly, stood up and said, "No need to be polite."

"Thank you for coming to the funeral of your brothers in person." A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of face came forward and bowed respectfully to Ye Li. This is the only alive Qilin team leader stationed in Feihong Pass this time. Although all the Qilin team members cannot remember the names of Ye Li, they mostly know the commander of these teams. Because most of these people are outstanding among the first batch of Qilin trained, many of them were even taught by Ye Li himself. Ye Li still remembers that the middle-aged man is named Li Yu. He is the same name as the romantic and knowledgeable Southern Tang Li Houzhu, but he is a completely different person. Even when facing his comrades-in-arms, he is very easy to speak. This time it is indeed difficult to come forward to talk to Ye Li.

Ye Li raised a faint bitter smile on her lips. She said, "I taught them all, how could I not come? I... I'm sorry."

The man who was originally taciturn suddenly turned red and looked at Ye Li with a more swallowing voice: "No, it has nothing to do with the princess. Since being a soldier... it is a blessing to wrap the body around the horse. But we..." Ye Li looked around and saw that compared to the once neat and elegant Qilin, the more than a hundred scarred soldiers looked a little decadent and sad. Among the more than one hundred soldiers who had never regressed at all, they were all looking at the neat rows of graves in front of them with red eyes. Among them, they were all comrades who had been born and died together. Perhaps two days ago, they had gathered together to chat and joke, chatting about their family, wife and children, and the future, but now they were separated by yin and yang.

Ye Li sighed softly and walked to a small open space in front of the grave. She respectfully bowed to the grave three times and said in a deep voice: "Sacrifice for wine!"

Behind him, Qin Feng and Wei Lin walked directly to the cemetery in front of each grave. Some water and wine were sprinkled in front of each grave. The Qilin soldiers next to him saw it and followed the two of them to spread wine along each grave.

The sound of a low and sobbing piano came to mind in the clearing ground in front of him. Everyone turned around. Ye Li sat on the ground before, with a simple ebony on his knees. Ye Li's fingers were twitching, and the sobbing piano sound slowly flowed out from his fingers. The sound of the piano was simple, and the faint tune played was more desolate and sad. This is the soul-summoning song.

Ye Li's piano skills were not extremely good, and there was not even a look of sadness on her face. However, the sound of piano flowing from her fingers made everyone feel the faint sadness and regret clearly. Yes, it was not pain but regret. I regret that I could not do better, and even more regret that so many excellent soldiers died in that way.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano gradually became more and more exciting, and each string seemed to be plucked in the hearts of everyone. People involuntarily played the past. The pride and joy of just joining Qilin, countless hard trainings, the past of living and dying, and the pride of going to the battlefield together.

"Men should know that the country is very kind, and death on the battlefield will lead to a good end!" Someone shouted in a deep voice, "Brothers... it's easy to leave!"

"Toast!" Everyone picked up the wine jar in their hands, raised their heads and drank it all at the graves in front of them. In the sound of the piano, countless tears flowed down with the wine, wetting the land under their feet with countless heroes. Brothers... walk well... take care of them all the way!

At the end of the song, Ye Li stood up and put the eumocchini on the ground beside her. Looking at the soldiers in front of her with tears in her face, she said in a deep voice: "Li Yu!"

The middle-aged general who asked Li Yu to come forward and said respectfully: "I'm here!"

Ye Li looked at him and said in a deep voice: "From now on, you are the deputy commander of Qilin. I ordered you to take Qilin back for renovation and return to Licheng immediately after everyone's injuries recovered. Within a year, I will see a complete Qilin. Can you...can you do it?"

Li Yu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He met Ye Li's firm and clear eyes and quickly said aloud: "I will receive the order! I promise that within one year... I will give the princess a complete Qilin again!" Ye Li's order really scared Li Yu. The importance and grade of the position of deputy commander of Qilin are extremely extraordinary. Even the third son of the Xu family, who has joined Qilin for several years, is absolutely first-class in terms of ability and ruthlessness on the battlefield, and he is also the cousin of Princess Ding. Even so, Xu Qingfeng is just one of the commanders of the 12th Qilin Team. The princess promoted him to deputy commander at this time...

As if seeing what Li Yu was thinking, Ye Li said lightly: "They are all your brothers left. I hope you can fill their position in person."

"I will receive the order!" Li Yu said loudly, and this time his tone was a little more excited. Ye Li nodded and said, "Everyone's injuries have not healed yet, so go back and rest early."

"Yes, I'll say goodbye!" Li Yu nodded and responded, turning around and leaving with more than a hundred Qilin soldiers back to Feihong Pass.

"Princess, it's time for us to go back," Zhuo Jing said softly. Ye Li shook her head and said, "I want to stay for a while." Ye Li made it on the ground again, put the ebony on her knees and played it casually. There was no fixed song, but it stopped and stopped intermittently. In this desolate white grave, it made people feel even more heartbroken.

On a high ground that was unwilling to be Qilin's grave, Mo Xiuyao and Han Mingyue stood side by side. Looking slantedly, they happened to see the calm face of a woman in plain clothes sitting on the white cemetery. Han Mingyue looked at Mo Xiuyao with white hair like snow beside her and said, "Since you're worried, why not go over and take a look?"

Mo Xiuyao glanced at him and said calmly: "I have a sense of responsibility."
Chapter completed!