After a whole day of statistics, the situation in Chinese Town has been roughly clarified. What makes Liu Zhenming happy is that there is news about sulfur and saltpeter mines in the Foreigner Town Hall, so there is no need to check the resources from the system. Wait until
Let’s talk about it later when the merits are worth more.
Liu Zhenming proposed that night that the Chinese Town establishment ceremony be held in the city the next day, officially renamed Kamloops Chinese Town, pay homage to the soldiers who sacrificed for this small town, and award military ranks to the meritorious ones. From then on,
The Lieutenant General of the Chinese Self-Rescue Army officially implemented the military rank system.
In addition, Liu Zhenming also has another purpose, which is to take advantage of the victory to unite people and boost morale.
After the imprisoned Chinese were rescued, they all joined Liu Zhenming's team, so the number of Liu Zhenming's subjects increased from 2945 to 4468.
However, the public support coefficient has dropped, from 0.7 to 0.5. Liu Zhenming believes that tomorrow's Chinese Town establishment ceremony will improve the public support coefficient and military morale.
The next morning, except for the reconnaissance company that was still moving around and the necessary personnel who stayed in Xinhuaxia Village and Chinese City, as well as Zhang Donglai and other demolition team members, the rest stood solemnly outside the Chinese City.
Here, a simple martyrs' cemetery was just built yesterday, where soldiers who died fighting for Chinesetown are buried.
The memorial tower, monument, and memorial pavilion in the cemetery are still under construction, but they are already filled with many evergreen trees.
Liu Zhenming led more than 4,000 people to stand in front of the tomb and erected monuments inscribed with the names and birthplaces of the fallen soldiers.
At this time, after the death of Chinese in foreign countries, most of the remains were sent back to the country by Chinese organizations in various places. Only in extremely unavoidable cases, the bodies were buried in foreign countries.
Liu Zhenming looked at the names one by one from top to bottom.
Some are familiar and some are unfamiliar. They are all lying under this land now.
There were sacrifices in front of the monument. Liu Zhenming took a step forward with a solemn look. All the Chinese people behind him looked sad, even those Chinese who were rescued yesterday. Some people thought of the brothers who died fighting side by side.
, already shed tears unconsciously.
Liu Zhenming poured a glass of wine on the ground and said softly: "Brothers, Liu has come to pay homage to you. The Chinese Town we are fighting for is right in front of the brothers, and we have all become a part of the Chinese Town."
"Come, let's drink a glass of wine together. One day, if we meet again below, even if Liu dies, he will sleep here with his brothers."
Liu Zhenming's nose felt a little sour, so he picked up the wine, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
Even though his heart had already been hardened, at this moment, his eyes were still red.
Liu Zhenming turned around, his eyes filled with tears at some point.
"The dead have passed away, and our living brothers will inherit their legacy. From now on, what we have to protect is not only the Chinese city, but also the soul of the Chinese. I, Liu Zhenming, was born as a member of the Chinese Self-Rescue Army and died as a Chinese Self-Rescue Army.
From now on, anyone who wants to destroy this place will step on my body."
If the Chinese Town is lost, the Chinese mausoleums will also be destroyed by white people. Not only will the living be unable to have peace, but the dead will not be able to have peace either. That’s why Liu Zhenming said this.
Ye Geyin, He Xiaoqing, Jin Xiaowu and others all had tears in their eyes.
"Whoever wants to destroy this place will step on our corpses!"
I don’t know who started repeating it first. After a while, these words floated over the entire mausoleum, comforting these dead souls.
Gusts of wind blew through the evergreen trees on both sides, as if trying to echo the shouts.
"Ding dong, the Chinese city is protected by the dead Chinese souls, and the host's luck value increases by ten points!"
The elf's reminder sounded in his mind, but now Liu Zhenming's mood was in a state of agitation and he had no intention of caring about it...
"We shed tears to worship heroes, raise eyebrows and draw swords from their sheaths; bones are fertile in the Chinese city, and souls enter Chinese villages; heroic spirits are still in the world, beating demon drums. Brothers, please protect us Chinese to spread their branches and leaves in this land! Bless us
Every time I go on an expedition, I come back victorious! Pay homage to Liu Zhenming!"
Liu Zhenming knelt down, picked up a handful of soil from the side, and added it to the tomb.
Immediately, everyone one after another brought handfuls of soil to add to it.
The whole worship process lasted for more than four hours, and by the time it ended, it was already close to noon.
The opening ceremony of Chinese Town was subsequently held in the square outside the former police station. The blood stains in the square were also cleaned up. Red cloth and other festive things had already been hung here, and a high platform was built in front.
On the high platform is the loudspeaker that has achieved military success. This loudspeaker has been padded to the height of Liu Zhenming. He does not need to lean down. He can speak into it as long as you are standing there.
It was only when everyone returned here that the gloomy atmosphere improved.
After a period of commotion, the army and other Chinese people had already lined up. Next to them, a new group was added, that is, black people with black faces. Some black people who had performed well these days were also invited.
Watching the ceremony here, these black people looked at the actions of the Chinese with surprised faces.
In fact, these black people don't have much ideals. As long as they have food to eat and money to make, it doesn't matter who they serve.
With three cannon shots, Liu Zhenming slowly climbed onto the high platform.
"Today, we are standing here, standing on this land that we fought for with our blood. This shows that when a nation awakens, it begins to awaken from us. This is the Chinese nation." Liu Zhenming said with a proud face.
Said, the voice became louder and more powerful after passing through the speaker.
The concept of the Chinese nation was clearly put forward by Liang Qichao during the reform and reform. Of course, some of the people standing below may not know it, but Liu Zhenming believes that after today, they will all remember this term.
"Once upon a time, we were humble, had low self-esteem, and had no bones. Others bullied us, and even the weakest ethnic group trampled on us. We would only shout: We express our strong indignation and protest!"
Someone below quietly lowered his head, his face full of shame for being boneless.
Suddenly, Liu Zhenming raised his voice and shouted: "But I am very proud now. The people standing in front of me now have become a nation that fights unyieldingly, a nation that retains the unyielding blood of thousands of years! This blood
, once flowed in the blood vessels of our ancestors, and they never surrendered! Now, they are surging in our bodies, tell me, do you want it to cool down? "
"No, no!" The Chinese people gradually became excited and began to shout in response.
"Yes, we can't. Now we use the deafening sound of cannons to make the enemy tremble! We should crush their dignity and lives and let them know that we are not a group of cowards who only know how to protest! That's why we have our Chinese Town.
With our living space, the living space of a nation is not achieved by begging and protesting, but by iron and blood. I believe that more and more Chinese will join our ranks.
Join the resistance!"
Liu Zhenming paused, looked at the crowd below, raised his arms and shouted: "Because we all have unyielding ancestors, nothing can save us from our humiliating fate. Only fighting, even if we bleed, even if we die,
But even if I die in battle, I will face it calmly with a smile, because I will see those glorious ancestors of the Chinese nation. I can hold my head high and walk in front of Emperors Yan and Huang, Emperors of Tang, Song, Qin, and Han Wu. I can be proud.
Say to them: I, your descendant, have not brought shame on you; I have shed my last drop of blood for the rejuvenation of the nation."
"Like them, fight, use cannons and blood to build Chinese cities one after another, and let our flags be planted on the land of America one after another."
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" All the Chinese people were completely ignited by Liu Zhenming. The descendants of Yan and Huang have never surrendered. Even if he once slept soundly, he would wake up one day.
As Napoleon said, when the sleeping lion of the East begins to awaken, the whole world will tremble.
Let the descendants of Yan and Huang overseas be the first to wake up!