Chapter 403: Honor Will Always March Beside You

Two mornings later. On the outskirts of a city in the southwest. Green trees ringed the grounds, cypress and pine standing lush and solemn. Sunlight poured through a tall arched gate and spilled across the Martyrs' Cemetery. Row after row of scrubbed-clean headstones lay in neat formation along the hills. From a distance, they looked like ranks of soldiers standing at attention, guarding the southern gate of the nation. Those who rested here were all officers and soldiers who had paid with their...