On the seventh day after the war, the casualties in Luoyang City were finally counted out.

During that night of chaos, nearly 20,000 innocent people died in Luoyang, including 4,000 Northern Dynasties who broke into the city. If we include the Northern Dynasties cavalry who were driven to the Yellow River by the Tiance army and forced to swim and flee and drown.

The battle in Luoyang lasted only less than two days, but it caused nearly 30,000 deaths.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this loss is a meat grinder.

Most of these deaths were innocent people who died when the defeated soldiers set fire to the city.

The decent people who came to participate in the Luoyang Heroes Association from all over the land of China, who died in battle and were injured, were far more than half of them.

Just as Chen Qiu said to Ren Hao, in this battle, the Demon Sect and the Northern Dynasties came too ruthlessly, and the blocking points were too accurate, and it was just a little short of that, and the decent future heroes in the martial arts world were completely reimbursed.

But it's all over.

Even the people in the martial arts world who miss their dead brothers and friends have begun to return to their own life seven days later.

The Heluo Gang's pension and rewards have been distributed one after another in the past few days.

The rewards were delivered to the tourists of the Jianghu by the Heluo people. While they were entrusted to take their own portions, they would take the portions of the dead back to their homes thousands of miles away.

This was done generously and generously, and the amount of money paid was paid a little soothing the lonely hearts of the knights.

This time, in order to give an explanation to the people in the world, the Heluo Gang almost completely spent millions of money in the gang. As well as the Su family Luoyue Business House, they also lost all the profits of the past decade.

If one person dies, five hundred taels of rituals will be injured, and three hundred taels of rituals will be given a pension for every participant in the war. The numerous Beggars' Sects will also be rewarded.

There is even more money inside the Heluo Gang.

After Lei Shiyin went to the monk Lei Ye, she officially went out to take charge of the meeting on the third day. She inherited Lei Ye's generous and generous manners as soon as she made a move, which brought back some loose hearts.

Perhaps for experts, this little money is not worth mentioning.

But for the people at the bottom of the world, especially those scattered and scattered people in the world who have no sects and low-level means, their life is rarely so valuable.

At this moment, even in Luoyang City, even if the harsh and vicious people in the world were touching the heavy money in their sleeves, they could no longer say bad things about the Heluo Gang.

Money cannot be bought for a lifetime.

But many times, money can measure a person's value most directly.

Especially those of them, the gangsters who lick blood from the knife.

During these seven days, there were crowds of sorrow and funerals everywhere. This memorial and mourning for the dead reached its true peak at noon on the seventh day.

Early this morning, the Luoyang city gates were wide open, and the surviving people from the world were all wearing mourning clothes. Each of them held a black porcelain jar with ashes of fellow workers in their hands.

Except for those who want to return to their roots, the remaining people who die in Luoyang will be buried in the battlefield outside the city.

A huge stone five feet high had been erected there. It was a big stele made by the Mohist craftsman of Tianji Pavilion who had been sleeping for the battle of Luoyang for seven days. Everyone called it the "Hero Monument".

This is to mourn those martial arts fellow martial artists who died in battle to protect Luoyang.

Mourning and joy along the way, blowing and beating.

A few days ago, when the heroes' meeting opened, they came to play the troupe that played the ceremony. At this time, they started to have funeral work and mourn and joy. These musicians are also professional.

Amid the melodious and sad music, the common people standing on both sides of the street did not speak. Some of them even brought Bai Xiao, because someone in their family passed away.

But Bai Xiao was not just for his family.

They are also led by the heroes who died in battle in front of them. Although the common people are always afraid of the people who fight with each other in a disagreement on weekdays, their hearts are full of flesh. If they don’t have the heroes in front of them, they will fight to the death.

This Luoyang City cannot be preserved.

In order to protect themselves, it is normal for people to say goodbye to them when they are buried today.

The disciples of the three major sects of Jade Emperor Palace, Chunyang Sect and Jianmen walked in front. They grabbed the soul-summoning banner and kept scattering paper money in their hands, as if they were guiding the way for the dead souls.

The long crowd did not ride horses, and just walked on foot, holding the urns in their hands, each with serious expressions.

Some people walked on the road and hugged the ashes in their hands, their eyes burst into tears, and no one laughed at them.

The dead are the greatest. No matter whether they are heroes or cowards in front of them, they will die heroically.

Although these good men in the world had conflicts in their lives, they would share the same hatred of the enemy and would not be allowed to laugh at the dead in battle.

To mock the deceased is to mock those who survived by chance!

Wei Changbo was also in the crowd. He was holding the urn of the elders of the Nanhai Sect in his hand, followed by a group of Nanhai Sect’s brothers. The most peculiar thing was that Liu Zhuoran was also among them.

It seemed that after that night, the gap between the two sides disappeared.

The Sword Lord, who once stood tall in the clouds, now seems to have washed away all his luster and become an ordinary disciple of the South China Sea.

I don’t know whose urn cans in Liu Zhuoran’s hand belongs to.

But he hugged him very steadily.

The expression on his face was also very solemn. He was no longer the former outsider who had never been involved in the world. Since he had entered the world, he would be happy for the happy events and sad for the sorrows.

These heroes may not be born great, but they are truly upright when they die.

Isn’t this kind of good man worthy of his wife Liu Zhuoran’s mourning clothes for them and sending them to the underworld?

At the forefront of the team, the leader of the Lun Monk was led by Mr. Lei, the righteous brother of the Lang Monk, and Zhang Tugou, the leader of the Beggars' Sect. He wore a long white hat and grabbed a soul-suming banner in his hand. He walked along the way, and his voice was lengthening.

Calling back with soul.

Behind him was Lei Shiyin wearing a mourning clothes.

The girl has lost a lot of weight than seven days ago. Her cheeks have become thinner and her big eyes are getting darker. She is already weak and she is already shaking when she walks out of Luoyang with her ashes in her arms.

The gang members around her wanted to help her, but Shi Yin reached out and pushed her away.

Dad had already gone to see his mother. It was really unfilial that she could not talk to him before Dad died. She had to walk the way to Dad to the underworld with all her might.

Beside Shi Yin, Qingqing is also dressed as a filial daughter, holding the ashes of the wandering monk.

Lang Seng has never married in his life and has no descendants and family members. Qingqing, the adopted daughter of Lei Master, can only see him off and cry.

However, Lang Seng is a foreigner and a thief monk with impure six senses.

I think he won't care about this either.

Behind Shiyin is Shen Qiu and his gang.

Shen Qiu held a pottery jar with one hand, and Zhang Lan also held one.

This slippery guy picked the smallest and lightest one, and also chose the lightest one for Shen Qiu.

He was born in the Demon Sect and traveled all over the world. He saw many life and death. He knew that this glorious burial was to mourn the dead, but in fact he was to show the living.

But no matter what I think, I look solemn.

The seven newly appointed elders of the Heluo Gang followed the leader, Li Yijian was wearing mourning clothes and holding two jars in his hand, one of which should be held by Yaoqin.

But she was a weak woman, so Li Yijian did it for her.

In addition to the two of them, there were also Lang Mutou, Manager Zhao, Master Li, Zhang Xiaohu, Yi Sheng and Heluo Gang who suffered heavy losses in this battle, and these seven people were quickly promoted.

To be honest, the strength is just as good as the truth, but the success is loyalty, and they are all trustworthy people.

Among the crowd, there was the director with disheveled hair. He was holding his brother's urn in his hand. Beside him was Li Baoguo in leather armor, Wang Duwei and a group of old soldiers in Tiance, who were also buried under the Hero Monument.

Li Baoguo has a personal soldier around him.

It was Shuanzi, a young man in Luoyang City. The young man had a scar on his face, and it was the scar left by following Li Baoguo that night.

He is now a member of the Tiance Army.

He held his second uncle's ashes in his hand and wanted to send his second uncle to the hero monument.

Although the second uncle said he was mediocre and was living all day long to die, the day when the city was broken, the second uncle was killed by the Northern Dynasties dogs to protect the old and weak, and he was barely considered a righteous man.

A group of thousands of people left the city in a mighty manner. As the sorrow and music sounded, they walked five miles outside the city. On the edge of the battlefield where they fought bloody battles with the Northern Dynasties that day, under a hillside, on the shady face.

On the flat ground, there was an altar with a radius of ten feet.

Time was not enough, so the altar was not made very luxurious, but it was very solemn. The skilled craftsmen of the Mohist family built them with big stones and spent money to ask the Beggars' Gang in the city to help and dig the foundation, making the altar very solid.

There is no other decoration, nor is there any stone horses and stone people, it is just a big platform.

In the center of the platform, there is a five-meter-high stone tablet. It is said to be the Li family's mansion. I dug up the best and most expensive rockery in my house and gave it to the Mo family's skilled craftsman. This marble tablet was made within seven days.

It is irregular and asymmetric. The Mo family polished it as smooth as possible, and had no time to carve any mighty and majestic human figures.

A large red cloth covered the stone tablet, and there was a large tomb around the altar. The funeral procession came over and everyone stepped forward in order and put the urn in their hands into it.

Everyone shoveled a shovel of soil, and when the last urn can was put in, the ground would be flat.

The sound of sorrow and joy stopped.

In front of the stone tablet, people were standing full of people, paper money was flying, and soul-suming banners moved. As the thousands of people were watching, the martial arts leader, who was also wearing linen and tied with a filial piety belt, walked up to the altar.

In front of everyone, Ren Hao grabbed the wide red cloth and tugged it out hard.

"Crazy"

As the red silk flies, the huge hero monument is seen in the light of the sky.

On the front of the hero monument, there are eight strong and powerful characters, which read "Heroes are here, righteous men will be eternal." The word "There is a few traces of elegance in the vastness of the world, which is exactly the same as the heroes of the world and the grass-roots spirit.

In the exclamation of everyone in the audience, Zhang Lan curled her lips and said softly to Shen Qiu beside her:
To be continued...