Then, with every ounce of his strength, Su Tiankuo shouted, "We bid farewell to General Ning Feihu! May he rest in peace!"
Some of the spectators in the crowd could not help but begin to cry.
The war drums thundered once more.
It was as if they dramatized the hero's final act of bravery, or perhaps sang of the glory of a soldier's life.
Afterward, the pallbearers lifted the coffin and began their slow procession toward the cemetery.
The moment the Crystal Coffin entered the cemetery, the guards lining the road and the soldiers within the grounds slammed their ritual spears on the ground.
CLANG!
All the spectators watched the funeral procession with solemn expressions.
Their eyes held gravity, awe, and even a hint of envy.
For a soldier to receive such an honor in death, what more could a man ask for?
