The old man pulled up his clothes and wiped the sweat from his forehead. This very ordinary action made Corey freeze on the spot. He pointed at the old man and was speechless.
"Master Kerui, are you okay?" The old man hurriedly came over to help Kerui.
"You, the tattoos on your body, and these tattoos." Corey pulled up the old man's clothes. The tattoos on the upper part of the old man's left arm, the tattoos on his back and arms were exposed. Warner was also surprised. These tattoos were
Some he knew and some he didn't.
Let’s talk about the top of his left arm first. The mark is the symbol of the former Mad Lion Legion before Ammu was framed. There is a lion head below, which is the same as the Legion’s battle flag. This is after having three first-class military exploits.
Only those who are eligible to have the tattoo tattooed.
Looking down again, at the left and right wrists, two long swords intersect on the left, and two long spears intersect on the right. There is also a tattoo of a shield outside the crook of the right arm.
Corey and Warner couldn't see what else was on him, but these alone marked that the person standing in front of them was a veteran with outstanding military exploits, or an officer.
Warner and Corey both put away their smiles and stood up straight.
"I'm old and can no longer go to the battlefield. It's good to do some small business to support myself." There was some self-comfort in the old man's words, but also some helplessness. Both Warner and Corey could imagine that he must be Amu.
He lost his military commission when he was framed.
"Come here, serve some good wine and good food." Corey called out the door.
After a few glasses of wine, the old man's face turned red and he started talking more.
"It was more than forty years ago, when the late emperor had just ascended the throne, and I was only seventeen years old. At that time, there was a flood in my family, and I was the only one left alive, so I had to join the army. In short, I would be with this general today, and with that general tomorrow.
General." The old man smiled and told his story.
"Speaking of that year, I was already a squad leader, with dozens of people in charge. There was a young general who became the commander of our division. He had a really bad temper and would always curse people." The old man's face turned red, and his body also changed.
He was trembling. He drank a few glasses of wine and his voice became much louder: "
He led us to fight, and he said all day long that only those who survive are heroes. But he always faced several times the number of enemies, and he never took a step back. He is the pride of our kingdom. The old man is under his command
After more than ten years of fighting, no one can set foot on the northern border."
As he spoke, the old man burst into tears.
Warner and Corey looked at each other, their moods a little deep.
Both of them knew that the young general the old man was talking about was the former Ammu, General Muharrin. The old man shed tears because he was unfair to Ammu, perhaps also to himself, and also to those who sacrificed their lives to defend Yasi.
The soldiers marching across the border are unjust.
"How many soldiers like you are out there who have no home to return to and have no food to eat?" Corey deliberately used "you" instead of "you" in the title. At this time, Warner was speechless.
As the emperor of Yasi, Warner felt deeply ashamed to be with these soldiers who had fought desperately for Yasi.
When the old man heard Corey's question, he shook his head: "Master Corey, I'm a little better, my hands and feet are still there, but those who are disabled are the ones who are pitiful."
The old man didn't answer how many other people there were in Cory, but Corey understood that there were many veterans in Yasi who lived very pitifully. Thinking of this, Corey opened the window without saying a word, took out a whistle from his pocket, and put it
Blow on the side of your mouth.
In an instant, dozens of figures quickly appeared in front of Corey.
"Prepare the carriage, I have important guests. Invite Brother Amu to the Dragon Clan Temple, the ceremony is about to begin." At this point, Corey looked back at the veteran and said, "Prepare a decent armor for him.
, something lighter."
"Yes! I'll do it now." After the leader replied, everyone disappeared.
After a while, two carriages stopped in front of the small restaurant. Corey pointed to one of the carriages and said to the veteran: "You take this one and go change your clothes. You will attend the Dragon God Ceremony this afternoon."
, Marshal Baikal and Marshal Muharrin will also attend."
The veteran looked excited. He did not expect that he would have the opportunity to visit the Dragon God Ceremony. This was something that countless royal nobles spent countless money and attended in their dreams. Moreover, he could also see Marshal Baikal and his former highest officer, Mu
Harlem.
Sitting on Corey's carriage, Warner said nothing, and Corey was silent as well.
He didn't know how long the carriage had been gone. Warner sighed: "Kori, Yasi is sorry for these soldiers who fought desperately for Yasi."
Corey shook his head, but still didn't speak. He took out the token in his arms that symbolized the marshal of the Yasi Army, and kept turning it over.
"Ke..." Ammu had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Corey's carriage arriving, he was about to call out to Corey, but when he saw it was Warner stepping down from the carriage, he hurriedly changed his words: "Your Majesty, I'm late to greet you.
Please forgive me, Your Majesty." After saying that, Ammu took a few steps back and was deeply surprised by Warner's heavy expression.
Corey stepped off the carriage and saw Ammu without saying anything. Instead, he looked at the road behind him. Warner stood side by side with Corey, looking in the same direction.
At this time, not only Amu, but everyone was confused. No one dared to speak first, and everyone looked straight at the road.
An ordinary carriage appeared in sight, and Warner let out a long sigh. This sigh made all the ministers standing here bewildered. Warner turned around and slowly sat back on his chair, and Corey also sighed.
, walked to Warner and sat down.
Just when the ministers were surprised, an old man holding a light silk armor and wearing rags stepped out of the carriage. When he saw Ammu, he threw the armor to the ground in shock. He took a few steps and fell at Ammu's feet, bursting into tears.
He tore off his clothes and said, "General, I, I see you again."
All the tattoos on the body appeared in front of all the ministers. Others may not understand, but Ammu can very clearly tell the meaning of every tattoo on the veteran's body. This is that battle, that time
The mark left behind by those who have made meritorious deeds. This is a mark that can be proud of for a lifetime.
"Krihaka, Krihaka." Ammu's hands were trembling as he stroked the tattoos on the veteran's body.
"General, Captain of the First Squadron of the Third Battalion, Krihaka kowtows to you." When the veteran heard Ammu calling his name, he could no longer suppress his emotions, and his painful cries infected everyone around him.
The sadness I have heard for many years is vented unreservedly at this moment.
"Come on, get up. Put on your armor." Ammu personally picked up the armor on the ground and helped the veteran put it on, without any of his own soldiers coming to help.
Warner and Corey looked at each other, and then Corey came over: "Brother Amu, many of the soldiers who fought bloody battles for Yasi now don't even have enough to eat, and they don't have a place to live. We should do something,
We have this obligation and we also have this right."
Ammu nodded. These soldiers followed him to resist the invasion. They fought with him through life and death. Although he suffered, he has been vindicated. Not only has his identity and reputation been restored, he is now the marshal of the kingdom's military, in charge of the kingdom's military affairs, and has the ability to do so.
Do something for these veterans.
Ammu looked back at Warner, turned and knelt down on one knee: "On behalf of all the veterans in Asia, thank you for your kindness." The veterans standing next to Ammu were not stupid either. They already understood that this was His Majesty the Emperor, and he had given the order.
We must take good care of all the veterans who have fought for Yasi. He hurriedly took two steps, knelt behind Amu, and just kept kowtowing.
