Seeing Zhao Zhiguo's body, Qiu Zian couldn't help but feel sad.

"I have worked hard for the Jinsui Army for decades, but in the end I was framed and became an exception. You...Zhao Zhiguo, you tried your best to fight the little devils, but you were killed by the bandits. It's fate."

Qiu Zian couldn't help but think of himself, is there really no room for people like them who work hard in this world?

"The commander left his last words, and the body will be cremated after death!" Matthew said, "I will ask Secretary Qiu to go with him later."

"I already told you when I came here that I am no longer a secretary, I can only be regarded as a friend of your commander." Qiu Zian said.

"Please express my condolences to Mr. Qiu!" Matthew said.

"Political Commissar, the time has come." Liu Qingsheng reminded.

Soon, six soldiers came in, lifted Zhao Zhiguo and walked out.

The cremation place was on a relatively gentle hilltop outside the town, where the soldiers had already prepared everything.

A company of soldiers was placed around the site on guard, and all the officers in Anyang Town who could reach the scene were already waiting.

When Qiu Zian saw Commander Zhang was there, he quickly came over and said, "Deputy Commander Zhang, have you known about this for a long time?"

"I have captured the bandits who ambushed Zhao Zhiguo. I personally chopped off their heads, which can be regarded as revenge for my brother. It is just a pity that he is still young."

"You are indeed young, and you will be a dazzling and devastating star in the military in the future!" Qiu Zian also felt it was a pity.

No matter how talented he was in commanding, no matter how good he could make the little devils scream, it was a pity that he died young, just like a meteor streaking across the sky, the devastation was too short-lived.

Matthew took the torch and lit the pyre.

As the billowing smoke rose, many people were unwilling to watch their commander disappear little by little.

When the thick smoke obscured everyone's view, there were two soldiers waiting under the firewood pile, who rescued Zhao Zhiguo and then replaced him with another corpse.

"Hey... I finally don't have to be a corpse anymore."

Zhao Zhiguo felt the scorching heat above and wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that he was finally "dead"!

"Commander, there is water here!" The soldier brought a bucket of water over.

"We have to wait until night before we can go out." Zhao Zhiguo said, "How do you feel here?"

"It's the first time I've done something like this. It's quite exciting, but it's a little hot!" the soldier said.

Zhao Zhiguo brought the water in front of him: "Hot air is lighter, cold air is heavier, and the heat floats upward, so we can't burn to death here."

"Commander, as long as you are with us, we have nothing to fear."

Outside, everyone looked serious, and some were sobbing lightly.

People who didn't know Zhao Zhiguo's plan were convinced that Zhao Zhiguo was dead, because less than half of the pyre as high as a person in front of them had been burned.

Qiu Zian is also convinced that Zhao Zhiguo is dead. Even if a person can be resurrected after death, how can he be resurrected if only ashes are left after being burned?

The flame lasted for a long time, and as the flame gradually extinguished, the people gradually dispersed.

"Secretary Qiu, let's go!" Mr. Zhang said to Qiu Zian, "It's over!"

Qiu Zian looked at the fire not far away that was still smoking, and sighed in his heart: "Yes, it's all over."

"I heard that Mr. Yan doesn't welcome you very much anymore? Do you want to go to my place? Bring your family over. I guarantee that they will not be wronged." Teacher Zhang said.

"Forget it, I'm used to living here, and I can't sleep anywhere else."

"In that case, I won't force it. There are still many things to deal with in the army. I want to go back immediately."

Mr. Zhang accompanied Zhao Zhiguo to the end of the play, and he did not need to play a minor role in the rest.

Looking at the back of Mr. Zhang leaving in a hurry, Qiu Zian felt at a loss.

"In this troubled world, everyone has their own busy things, and it seems that I am the only idler!" Qiu Zian laughed at himself.

In fact, he knew very well that when he came to Anyang Town to attend Zhao Zhiguo's funeral, he was used as a tool by Mr. Yan again.

Mr. Yan had actually known about Zhao Zhiguo's ambush by bandits for a long time, and just wanted to use him to confirm the news.

There are only two types of people in the Jinsui Army, those who are useful to Mr. Yan and those who are useless to Mr. Yan. Since he was dismissed from office, Qiu Zian's mansion has been empty.

Not only did Mr. Yan never visit once, but other officers of the Jin-Sui Army also never visited him.

He worked hard for the Jinsui Army and worked hard without complaining, just like an old scalper.

But in the end, will his outcome be better than that of the old scalper in his later years?

A feeling of desolation arose spontaneously, and Qiu Zian even began to envy Zhao Zhiguo, who left with all his glory at the height of his fame and before he reached the age where others would exclude him.

At least there will be endless praise for him in history, and there will never be any controversy!

And this group of people will leave this world with criticism. Even if they enjoy the false prosperity in the second half of their lives, their lives will be like walking zombies.

"Secretary Qiu, our political commissar said that you can have a meal after coming down the mountain. If you want to stay here for a few more days, you can go anywhere. Just let us know when you leave." A soldier sent a message to Qiu Zian.

"Thank you political commissar for me."

Qiu Zian has no intention of staying in Anyang Town, and Mr. Yan must be waiting for news about him.

For Mr. Yan, Zhao Zhiguo's death must be great news.

In the evening, Zhao Zhiguo and the others were finally able to get out of the hole and get some air.

Fortunately, there was no one nearby, otherwise Zhao Zhiguo and the others would have been scared to death.

"Finally out!" Liu Qingsheng was already outside preparing to dig the soil, fearing that Zhao Zhiguo and the others would be cooked, "Commander, are you okay?"

"I have to admit, this is indeed a bad idea! I almost died from the heat inside." Zhao Zhiguo said.

There was also a billowing heat wave coming from the pothole, and it was a hell to be in there.

"Both Commander Zhang and Qiu Zian have left. It will probably not take a few days before the news of your death, Commander, will spread," Liu Qingsheng said.

"Where's the political commissar?"

"It's at Deputy Commander Gao's headquarters." Liu Qingsheng said, "Commander, you have to bring this with you."

Liu Qingsheng said as he took out a black hood.

If the soldiers on guard found Zhao Zhiguo walking into Anyang Town like this, they would cause trouble.

Zhao Zhiguo reluctantly put on the hood.

Inside the headquarters, Matthew Wen and Gao Cang were discussing troop expansion.

The first brigade must be expanded as much as possible before the Japanese attack. Even if it cannot reach 8,000 troops, it must have at least 6,000 troops.

Seeing Zhao Zhiguo coming back, the two people stood up quickly.

"Old Zhao, you are welcome to come back and continue to be our commander." Matthew Wen said, "The drama we should play with you is over. Next, should we wait for the Japanese army to take the bait?"
Chapter completed!