Chapter 495

Chen fan, with a knife in his hand, engraved the names of his dead comrades in arms on the spiritual tablets.

Li Daniel, Dong Xiaohu, Chang Yuan... A clear face, so alternating, this Chen Fan's mind.

He carved a spirit throne for the pursuit of the sun to commemorate the mount who put in the last drop of blood for himself.

At the end of the day, chen fan carved a memorial tablet for himself and put it into the storage bag for permanent collection.

He told himself that if his comrades in arms did not keep watch on him, he would have fallen. In the future, he would live well and live Li Daniu's life together!

Chen Fan thought a lot about such a person. He thought of the scene when everyone was drinking together, and also thought of all the rowdy, happy and joking days.

"In a twinkling of an eye, you have become one brand. The wine I promised you has not been cashed."

Thinking of this, chen fan waved his hand and sent several jars of liquor, so he locked himself in the army tent and drunk with his dead comrades in arms!

Until late at night, the patrol of the southern army could still hear Chen Fan's barracks laughing nonsense, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying.

No one dares to disturb him, because everyone knows that this is Chen Fan's last farewell to his comrades in arms.

In the morning of vertical sun, the Huben guards in filial piety once again gather in front of the transmission array of the Great Wall defense line!

In addition to Chen fan, Guo Gang, and Mu Yunhai, there are eighteen riders who need to return to Beijing, and Xiao Liujiang ran, who has been in a coma.

The rest will continue to rotate in the Great Wall defense line.

Chen fan and shibaqi had to go back to Beijing because they were the first-hand experience of the incident. Because Guo gang was the commander, he naturally wanted to go back.

As for mu Yunhai, he was worried about the safety of his disciples, and then he would go out with Chen fan to burn the slave King's court.

A total of 22 people stood in front of the transmission battle, each carrying one or two coffins on their shoulders, in which were the bodies of dead comrades in arms.

Behind the crowd, a hundred meter high Jingguan was carried by an ordinary horse, standing quietly.

Chen Fan looked back at the crowd and took a deep breath. The thunder like roar rang through the audience: "Li Danio, Dong Xiaohu, Changyuan..."

one by one, he called out the names of all the people who died in that war. He shot firm and unyielding in his eyes, and continued to yell: "I'll take you home!"

"I'll take you home!"

At this moment, both Huben Wei and soldiers of the Southern Army roared with Chen fan.

The light of the transmission array lights up, chen fan is the first to step into it!

The light flickers again, all people are transmitted back to xuanjing!

Hero, come back!

At this moment, numerous people have gathered outside the camp of Huben Wei, including ordinary people, military generals and eunuchs from the palace.

At the sight of Chen Fan and others, everyone gasped for breath, shocked by the coffins and the 100 meter high giant Jingguan.

Meng Hao led people out of the Huben Wei camp. After seeing the Beijing Temple, the excitement in his eyes was hard to hide!

In his eyes, this Beijing Temple is actually a symbol of bravery, an expression of war merit, and the best consolation for the brothers who died in the war for many years!

"Hum, the army is really a group of reckless men. They only know how to kill and attack, but they don't know that heaven has a good life!"

At this time, a harsh voice came out, and Chen Fanxun was a group of scholars from the Dongling party.