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This journey home is destined to be a battlefield of blood and fire.
Some died, some bled, some were from other races, some were from our own.
When deciding to take this path, Yi Tianxing had already been prepared. Not only him, but all the soldiers here were prepared, and had already put life and death aside. They were already prepared to be buried in the Iron Blood Great Wall.
It’s a great honor.
Buried at the Great Wall, leaving a name in blood and iron!!
Without hesitation, following behind Yi Tianxing, the army continued to move forward. It was as if what they had encountered before was just an insignificant fight. There was no fear, no retreat, and the steps under their feet were always firm and steady.
The faith in your eyes is not lost.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!!"
"The thunder in the sky is a drum, the earth is a tomb, and the blood cloud for thousands of miles illuminates the journey."
"The wilderness is fierce, the foreign races are wild, and the human race has always been unyielding."
"The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, the iron-boned and loyal soul will fight for the nine states!!"
"Holding the steel knife in hand, I will not stop until I defeat the alien race."
Wang Dahu let out a long roar towards the sky.
The war song began to sound again.
Every sentence seemed to make his belief more firm and stronger. After a fight, his fighting spirit became even stronger, as if it could tear the sky apart and shatter eternity.
They are using their blood to prove that this war song is a reflection of them. Even if they die in battle, their souls will live on.
They are using their lives to create the glory and dignity of the human race.
They did not need to take this path, but they did it anyway, in order to ensure that the human race would have the qualifications to hold its head high in this world, to have the dignity of being human, rather than being reduced to the shame of being eaten by blood.
Where does dignity come from
Killed his way out.
Forged in blood and fire.
"What a terrifying morale! Humans are a race prone to internal strife, but when faced with external enemies and in desperate situations, they can often burst out with unimaginable strength and power. Now it seems that the rumors are indeed true."
"The most terrifying thing is not the morale of this army, but the real leader of Xuanhuang City. A strong man will lead strong soldiers, and a weak man will be a coward and will only lead weak people. I heard a saying among the human race, "If one soldier is bad, the whole army will be bad." Similarly, a good leader will lead a group of truly strong troops and people. The most important thing now is not to bury this army, but to find a way to kill the lord of Xuanhuang City, Yi Tianxing."
Some aliens narrowed their eyes, looked at the receding backs of Yi Tianxing and others, and murmured secretly.
Some races are not unfamiliar to humans, and they even know a lot about them.
As of now, it has been seen that destroying this army may not be the real problem. How to kill Yi Tianxing is the most critical. To destroy this army, in fact, if you really make up your mind, you can still break through the battle formation and kill everyone at any cost.
This point, from the giants rushing into the battle array, even if they paid the price of all destruction, there is still a result. In the battle array, the human army will die, and there are ways to hurt them. As long as they can die and get hurt, no matter how strong the battle array is, it will break. Under the attack of countless alien races, a mere 20,000 troops are too few. You must know that the alien race may not fight you openly. There are too many means that can be used.
But the problem is, even if the army was completely wiped out, it would not matter as long as Yi Tianxing was still there and alive.
He can train an army of 20,000, 30,000, or even 100,000, or even a million.
Yi Tianxing is the source.
Killing one of them is more important than killing an army of one hundred thousand or one million.
Indistinctly, the alien race had already begun to plan to attack Yi Tianxing directly, rather than the previous situation where the army pressed forward and the two armies faced each other head-on. If Yi Tianxing was killed, the rest of the army could be wiped out at any time if they wanted.
Unconsciously, a smell of conspiracy began to spread in the air.
The army marched forward.
Before I knew it, I had walked hundreds of miles again.
Suddenly, a big mountain appeared in front of us.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a wide open space. The view is wide. A thatched house made of bamboo appears in front of you. Around you can see several acres of fields, which have obviously been carefully renovated. Various vegetables, fruits and melons are planted around. Some have already borne fruit, some have already bloomed. Some have already grown seedlings. Next to it, there is an acre of rice field, planted with a special kind of rice. This rice is almost mature, and the rice grown is different from others. On these rice, smiling faces appear one after another.
These smiling faces are so bright. It seems that you can hear the clear and pleasant laughter echoing in the rice fields. It gives people an inexplicable joy, which is the joy of harvest.
Obviously, this is no ordinary rice.
In front of the thatched hut, there was only a skinny old man wearing coarse linen clothes, carrying a hoe and swinging the hoe on the wasteland in front of him, renovating the wasteland and opening up new fertile land.
This is definitely an old farmer doing farm work.
His face is filled with longing for life and imagination for the future.
"My lord, there is a big mountain ahead. There are thatched houses and farmers working in the fields at the foot of the mountain. They look like people from our human race, but they are just a single family. No other houses or buildings can be seen."
The scout came immediately to report.
Yi Tianxing also saw this. With a wide field of vision, it was impossible for him not to see the surrounding situation.
"There must be something strange here. There is not only a thatched house in the wilderness, but also people growing fruits and vegetables, reclaiming wasteland, and planting rice. If this were normal, they would have been eaten by ferocious beasts, killed by alien races, and turned into blood food. Under such circumstances, they can still survive until now. I'm afraid this place is not simple."
Jia Xu took a step forward and spoke, keenly sensing that there might be something wrong.
"It's a little wrong. It's impossible for an ordinary farmer to survive. If he really wants to survive, he has to hope that ferocious beasts won't eat him or alien races won't kill him. If that's the case, his luck must be incredible."
Ye Zhiqiu also shook his head and said.
These odds are so small that they can be ignored and make no sense at all.
"It's getting late. It's not suitable to march at night. Don't get close to the thatched hut. No matter who he is, if he can survive in the wilderness, there must be a reason. There are foreign pursuers everywhere. In the dark night, they may launch an attack. If we really get close to the thatched hut, we may bring disaster to the enemy. Let's leave here and move on to find the next camp."
Yi Tianxing looked up at the sky.
The sky was beginning to darken and it was approaching evening.
There are too many uncertainties when marching in the dark, so it is better to set up camp and wait for dawn.
He took a long look at the thatched hut and the old farmer working hard to cultivate the fields in front of him, waved his hand, and was about to move on.
At this moment, a burst of singing came into my ears.
"My family lives at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. We have a house and a field, and our life is full of joy."
"I am an old farmer with a healthy body. My legs can plow the fields and my hands can dig for springs."
“Nongfu Spring… a little sweet!!”
A burst of self-entertaining singing echoed in the air, and one could feel the happiness conveyed in the singing, which was a kind of happiness and enjoyment of self-sufficiency and self-reliance. He did not have any inferiority complex because of his identity as a farmer.
This is a happy old farmer.
Take farming for fun.
enjoying the moment.
"My dear generals, you have been tired during the march. Come and drink some mountain spring water to quench your thirst and relieve your fatigue. This Nongfu Spring water is very sweet."
All they saw was that the old farmer smiled at Yi Tianxing and the others with a simple and honest smile, and then he shouted loudly.
He didn't seem to be afraid of the army in front of him at all.
Not ordinary, unusual.
Yi Tianxing's eyes turned and a thought flashed through his mind. As an ordinary farmer, who would dare to invite an army into his home? He would be so scared that he would be afraid that the soldiers would harm his family.
When something is out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on!!
"Should we go over there?"
Jia Xu frowned slightly and looked at Yi Tianxing and asked.
"Go over there and meet this jolly old farmer."
Yi Tianxing took a deep breath and made a decision.
Since he had already invited me, there was no reason to refuse. He was quite curious about such an old farmer. Of course, if he could be sure that it was a human, he could take it away with him. This place was too dangerous. It was not a good place.
If you stay here, you could die at any time.
"Generals, come and have a drink of water. This is authentic mountain spring water, left from the mountains. Drink it, it's refreshing and sweet. There's nothing else, but this water, it's definitely enough. Don't worry about what purpose this old man has. I just see that you generals are exhausted from fighting in the battlefield. Drink some water, eat something, rest for a night, and you'll be a brave man again tomorrow."
The old farmer grinned, his face was a little dark, as if he had been tanned in the sun. Although his palms looked a little thin, they were full of strength. He had gained strength from doing farm work.
Yi Tianxing glanced at the stream next to him. It was indeed spring water from the mountain. The water was still flowing. The possibility of poisoning was very low.
"Da Hu, take some people to get some water. Don't waste the old man's kindness."
Yi Tianxing smiled faintly and said: "Yanping, you arrange the men and prepare to set up camp. Rest for a night and continue the march tomorrow."
"yes!!"
The two men agreed and immediately began to prepare, taking people to fetch water and prepare to set up camp.
"Excuse me, old man. What is your name? Why are you here? Aren't you afraid of encountering ferocious beasts or other races?"
Jia Xu asked with a smile.
"My surname is Nong. There is nothing much to say about my name. I have long forgotten it. Everyone used to call me Lao Nongtou. Anyway, I am just an old farmer. I have no other skills. I can only farm the land. I have food and shelter, all relying on my own strength."
The old farmer said with a smile, seemingly not on guard at all.
He just answered whatever was asked, looking calm.