Chapter 27 Farewell
"Are you not so scared now?" Xu Zhao saw Zhao Dabao standing straight, wearing armor, looking like a young soldier, as if the timid boy he saw at the beginning was just Xu Zhao's fantasy.
"When you go to the battlefield, tell your close ones that when they see this mask on their way to the underworld, they will be able to recognize you. That way, you don't have to worry about others not recognizing you."
Xu Zhao coaxed and deceived, saying that sometimes the truth is not important, what is important is belief.
Xu Zhao didn't believe that there was such a thing as the underworld in this world, but since Zhao Dabao believed it, she weaved a beautiful dream for her.
"Since you are no longer afraid, why don't you follow me to the outside of the military camp and say goodbye to your familiar brothers?"
Although he had only known Zhao Dabao for a short while, Xu Zhao could feel the boy's sincerity. He was just too young to have experienced these things.
When I grow up and understand things better, I will regret hiding in the corner today and not daring to go forward to see you off.
This is why she wanted to persuade Zhao Dabao to go out and take a look.
Zhao Dabao hesitated for a long time, and just when Xu Zhao's patience was about to run out, he finally spoke, "Sister Xu, come with me to take a look. I want to say goodbye to those brothers."
Those brothers had always taken good care of him in the past. They would always think of him when they had something delicious. If he didn't go to worship them, he was afraid that when he met them in the underworld in the future, they would blame him for being ignorant.
"Let's go."
Xu Zhao came to the outside of the military camp again, and Zhao Dabao quietly slipped into the crowd. Although he was small, he was still quite conspicuous among the crowd.
Xu Zhao thought about it and tiptoed to the edge of the crowd. Although she might not know who had died, even when she heard Shen Yu reading their names, she had no idea what these people looked like.
Even so, she just wanted to accompany these soldiers who lost their lives on the battlefield for the last journey, and accompany these surviving soldiers to see off their good brothers.
After Chen Yu finished reading the name of the last deceased soldier, the leading monk followed suit and joined the chanting team.
The soldiers once again raised their wine bowls, and the wine jars were passed down from the person in the front, and everyone filled their cups with wine.
Xu Zhao saw Zhao Dabao taking out a black wine bowl from somewhere. It seemed that he was well prepared, but he just didn't have the courage to stand there.
As expected, she was not wrong about him. Zhao Dabao was a kind and loyal child.
Several masters kept reciting scriptures as if they were tireless.
Chen Yu held it up and shouted, "I hope that the gods will show their power and help me to stabilize my country and prosper my imperial fortune. I hope that the gods will pray sincerely, and may my country be stable forever and my people prosperous."
"I wish to offer this sacrifice to the underworld, and wish that the world will be peaceful and the living will have no worries. I offer a glass of wine and light a stick of incense, and wish that the dead will rest in peace in the underworld."
"Brothers, have a safe journey!"
After a loud shout, everyone shouted: "Brothers, have a safe journey!"
The sound was so shocking that it seemed to shake the heaven and earth and tremble the mountains and rivers.
After everyone finished shouting, they drank the wine in their cups.
As Zhao Dabao listened to Chen Yu's farewell speech, he began to silently recite the names of the people in his memory, and finally, he shouted together: "Brothers, have a safe journey!"
His voice was not small, but it was no match for the louder noises around him. His different shouts were drowned out by others, and no one noticed the difference in his shouts.
Xu Zhao didn't drink. She just bowed and bowed towards the front as a sign of respect, and silently wished everyone a safe journey in her heart.
What Xu Zhao thought did not happen afterwards. She thought that Shen Yu and his soldiers would throw the bowls in their hands on the ground after drinking, just like in TV dramas. However, this did not happen.
It turns out that TV dramas are harmful. There weren't so many bowls to throw in ancient times. I guess the bowl-throwing action was designed to create an atmosphere in TV dramas.
It was not until the second half of the night that the master who was chanting sutras opened his eyes, concluding a Dharma assembly.
At the same time, the soldiers left one after another.
Xu Zhao followed the crowd back to the military camp. She had slept for a long time during the day and was now full of energy. But the rest of the people returned to their own camps to rest.
She couldn't just wander around randomly, so she had to go back to her tent.
She lay down on the bed and fell asleep again soon.
The next day.
Xu Zhao went to Chen Yu's place for breakfast.
As soon as I walked to the door of the tent, I heard a familiar voice.
"Your Highness, I want to practice martial arts, go to the battlefield, and avenge my parents." A country comes before a family. Only when the Mobei Kingdom is defeated and dares not invade the Yue Kingdom again, these families on the border will not be harmed, and his parents' revenge can be truly avenged.
Seeing the two talking, Xu Zhao stopped and glanced inside. Only Chen Yu, Zhao Dabao and Fang Xuren were there. Since there was no one else, she didn't go any further.
She was worried that her presence would disturb their conversation.
Chen Yu recognized Zhao Dabao when he came to see him. This was the child he had taken in after his parents had both passed away. A year had passed, and he looked stronger than before, and he seemed to have grown a lot taller.
Listening to the visitor's request, Shen Yu just frowned slightly, "I remember your name is Zhao Dabao, right?"
Zhao Dabao didn't expect that the prince actually remembered him. It seems that what Sister Xu said was right. Their prince is really the best person and he really remembers everyone in the military camp.
He nodded vigorously, "I am Zhao Dabao."
"Dabao, there is no mercy on the battlefield. Do you really want to go?" Shen Yu said earnestly. He remembered that Dabao should be the only son in the family. If Dabao's parents were still alive, Shen Yu might not say these words. His parents would persuade him.
But now his parents died early and he has no brothers or sisters. Swords and knives are merciless on the battlefield. If Dabao had an accident on the battlefield, their family would be completely extinct.
If he were to die in the future, how would he explain this to Dabao's parents?
"Think about it carefully. Even if not for yourself, you should also think about your parents. Do they really want you to go to the battlefield to avenge them?"
Chen Yu looked at Fang Xuren standing beside him and motioned him to join in the persuasion.
Fang Xuren was a rough man who was used to riding horses and fighting in battles, but he just didn't know how to persuade others. He looked away and didn't get involved in this persuasion.
When Chen Yu saw Fang Xuren turn his head away, he knew that this man was unreliable, and sighed softly, "Dabao, don't be blinded by hatred and make irrational decisions. When you fall down on the verge of death, you will regret the decision you made in the first place."
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