Rebirth: General, Don't Mess Around!

”This song will make those who hear it be excited at first, then they’ll start crying and weeping… They won’t be able to help themselves.”

The girl spoke in a low voice.

Ye Jian retracted her sword. As she retracted her sword, she still appeared tragic. Blood had already stained the depths of her heart.

The corners of Song Zhiqiu’s eyes were red. He walked to Ye Jian’s side and reached out his hand. He slowly took the sword in Ye Jian’s hand and said softly, ”I finally understand…”

That year, he was also present when Ye Jian was rehearsing. At that time, he was already shocked that Ye Jian, who had no dancing skills at all, could dance to such a level. Under the flashes of the blade, she perfectly portrayed the tragic and desolate scene of a hero at the end of his life. At that time, he only thought that Ye Jian was just performing.

Now, his opinion had completely changed.

She wasn’t putting on a show. It was a tribute!

She was paying tribute to her comrade who had sacrificed himself. She was paying tribute to her comrade who fought for their country. She was paying tribute to the heroes who used their flesh to resist the darkness and finally fell. These heroes remained unknown for the rest of their lives. Only a few people knew about them.

Ye Jian raised her head and gave Song Zhiqiu a forced smile. She opened her mouth to say something, but she felt her throat closing up. In the end, she pursed her lips.

Her emotions were fluctuating greatly now. That year, she suddenly received a call from Captain Xia. The bad news sent chills to her limbs and bones. She couldn’t accept the news of her comrade’s passing. In the end, she sent her comrade, J5, off with a song.

Now that she was in her fourth year, it meant that it had been two years since J5’s passing. It was still a pain in her heart that could not be touched.

After making some adjustments, Ye Jian looked up at the four students who were still looking at their instruments and said, ”It should be our turn soon. Let’s go.”

”Instructor…” A choked voice was heard. The girl playing the pipa trembled and said, ”I want to wash my face first. I’m very sad and can’t control my tears.”

The girl who raised her head was in tears. She cried because of the tragedy of the sword dance. She cried for the farewell of a hero who died on the battlefield.

She had played Ambush from Ten Sides countless times, but today… She cried today, and her heart tightened. Her emotions were driven by the dance, which became the perfect accompaniment.

Ye Jian didn’t expect to make others cry. In the past, Xu Wen was the same.

Looking at the other three students, the girl who was playing the zither was also secretly wiping the corners of her eyes. The two boys were also red in the eyes.

Seeing this, Ye Jian suddenly felt as if something had broken out of the ground and crawled into the depths of her soul.

Ye Jian looked at the students who were crying in a daze. Even her soul was in pain. She vaguely saw J5. He was wearing a tailored military uniform that showed the aura of a soldier. There was a faint smile in his bright eyes as he looked at her and the sad students…

Finally, Ye Jian’s soul trembled in pain. Suddenly, there was a light that drove away the darkness, took away the haze, and welcomed hope. At that second, she finally understood the true meaning of ’war’.

Soldiers were protecting these people… And now these people were crying for their heroes. It was worth it to die in battle!

’J5, my comrade, do you see this?

’You must have seen it.

’Look, although the people you protected don’t know about your existence, they’re crying because of you and thousands of people like you.’

Heroes wouldn’t be forgotten. The tears the civilians shed were the best tribute to heroes.