As the childish voice faded.
After hearing the song, the people of Apricot Blossom Village became even more resolute in their determination to face death.
When people truly made up their minds and prepared to die, their eyes became remarkably calm and composed.
Blood and fire lay before them, and companions beside them fell.
The wound of their ruined homeland still throbbed faintly, while the demon beasts were about to reach them.
At that moment, everyone recalled the beautiful things in their ordinary days.
Children and grandchildren gathered joyfully at their knees, families reunited in harmony, fields abundant with grain.
Even the great river behind the village, with the wind carrying the fragrance of rice from both banks.
When Jiao Xiaoxiao finished her song, everyone knew...
It was time to face death!
"Brothers, fellow villagers!" Seeing this, Zhang Shouyi struck while the iron was hot and shouted, "Today, we will carry our most beautiful hopes and expectations with us and meet death with the utmost resolve and grandeur! From this day onward, the great river is me, the mountains and rivers are me, and the fragrance of rice is me!"
"For our children and grandchildren, brothers, fellow villagers—even if we die, we must stop these beasts here today!!"
With a furious roar, Wei Xuanfeng drew his embroidered spring saber and stepped straight onto the wall.
"For our children and grandchildren!"
The fighting spirit of all the saber soldiers and villagers surged to its peak at that moment.
Seeing their momentum was high, Wei Xuanfeng turned his head and nodded at Zhang Shouyi.
Zhang Shouyi understood at once. He drew a small black-and-white flag from his waist, raised it high above his head, and swung it sharply.
The flag movements were simple...
Raised, swept sideways, pressed downward.
It was the signal