Chapter 3368

This funeral procession of one hundred men was advancing very quickly. Even if there were people carrying two coffins at the front of the team, the speed at which they were advancing was no different as compared to that of a general march. Not only that, but this group of people was also all wearing the same tactical leather boots. When they walked fast on the concrete floor, the neat and uniform footsteps sound that they made resounded throughout the valley. There was an old man in the team, and at this time, he was already tired and panting from following the team to walk at a fast pace. However, the young men around him did not allow him to stop and catch his breath. Instead, they kept on urging him to continue walking fast, and some men would even push him when he was about to fall behind or pull the hemp rope on his mourning clothes roughly to force him to go forward. This old man was Cadfan. Meanwhile, on the top of Mount Wintry. Charlie as well as the others had already s