The boy's heartbeat almost stopped along with his breathing.
The illusory world in front of me is fragmented like a butterfly in a storm.
The broken butterfly carcasses formed a beautiful and magnificent picture scroll.
In the endless sea of stars, a galaxy-like road spreads towards the other shore. The silver-white road is covered with blazing thorns, and the venom secreted by the scorched thorns is enough to make people die.
This is the path to "truth".
This is the way to "humanity".
Do you really want to embark on such a path
Gus' Adam's apple rolled, and he felt a mass of molten steel in his chest about to gushe out.
Knowing that this was most likely still a means of the devil, but he couldn't say it, and he didn't want to say a word of rebuttal.
"Let's go."
Lu Qingchen smiled, not caring what Gus was thinking, but grabbed the boy's wrist, "Let's go to the final battlefield!"
Gus returned to the wounded barracks, dazed.
At this time, the battle on the front line intensified.
Even though there were dozens of miles away from the front line, the thunderous rumble on the battlefield was still like a stormy sea, surging over one after another, making people feel numb from the eardrums to the soles of their feet.
The flames in the sky, burning all the way from the battlefield to the sky, reflected the night sky as if it had been turned upside down, and the bottom of the red-hot iron pot would be burned with huge holes at any time.
It had been a long time since the wounded had been transported down.
On the contrary, there were quite a few panicked and rout soldiers, throwing away their helmets and armor, and passing through the wounded barracks in a mess.
It was found that there were only old, weak, women, children and lonely ghosts left in the wounded barracks. These defeated soldiers didn't bother to disturb them, but continued to flee southward in a panic.
The two sisters, Gus and Gray, dared to ask them about the situation on the front line. The broken soldiers couldn't explain clearly, they only knew that the two armies were fighting in a criss-cross pattern, inextricably surrounded, surrounded and counter-encircled, collapsing, and gathering. and crashed again.
The Steam Army is a mob that hastily formed an army. It is far inferior to the Iron Fist Army in terms of discipline, morale, and training. Once a small group of troops is defeated and collapsed, it is difficult to regroup again. Retreating in front of the battle often triggers a chain reaction, driving hundreds of people to flee together.
There are also many steam troops who escaped in a daze without even seeing the enemy's face.
After all, the Iron Fist Army is a well-trained elite in all battles. Even if they are injured and disabled, as long as they do not lose their mobility, they can gather again and go into the battlefield without changing their expressions.
Having said that, this is the southern boundary after all, and it can be regarded as the home field of the Mechanics and Steam Cults.
As the saying goes, "Many ants kill elephants", if the number of mob exceeds the limit, it may also overwhelm the quality.
It is true that many mobs will collapse at the first touch or even collapse without fighting, but the news that the main forces of the two sides are entangled spreads in all directions, but more mobs continue to come. As the number of mobs increases, the advantage of a large number of people It is getting better and better, and the front line is gradually stabilizing.
Therefore, it is still hard to say who will win the battle.
Perhaps both sides are getting closer and closer to the limit of victory and defeat and life and death, just like two boxers who grit their teeth and persist, expecting that only one final punch will make the other fall down and never get up again.
"We should go to the front line!"
Gus and Gray track down Andre.
This remnant steam army from the north was tasked with guarding the wounded barracks, and did not participate in the decisive battle between the main forces of the two sides.
But in the process of going south, they saw more than one "miracle" performed by Gus, and they worshiped Gus to the point of fanaticism.
What's more, what Gus said was not unreasonable.
"Now that the war has entered an anxious stage, the main forces on both sides are holding their last breath. Whoever can get a new bargaining chip at this time—even a negligible small bargaining chip, may trigger a chain reaction and tip the balance of victory. Step aside!"
Gus gritted his teeth, "Although we don't have many people and are not strong, who says we can't be the key bargaining chip to decide the outcome
"As for the danger, of course there is danger, but we have traveled all the way south to here, besides taking a risk, is there any other option
"You know, those rout soldiers are all local people. Even if the steam army is really defeated, they just need to hide in the reeds covered with water networks or hide in the 100,000 mountains, and no one can find them.
"As for us, we are all from the north, and we have killed countless Iron Fist soldiers and priests of the Fist Temple in the process of going south. We have already signed up in the Fist Temple. If we search and arrest, we have no hope of escaping the net.
"So, whether it is to defeat the Iron Fist Army and the Fist Temple, completely... control our own destiny, or just to survive, we should all go against the current and fight to the battlefield of the decisive battle!"
Gus' words deeply touched the hearts of every remnant soldier.
Of course, it is more likely that these remnants remembered the earth-shattering and devastating power of the bolt blaster, Vulcan cannon, and honeycomb launcher.
If when the two armies were anxious, they would fight out as a surprise soldier and help Gus use that terrifying weapon to directly destroy the core of the Iron Fist army.
And so it was decided.
The disabled soldiers were originally responsible for guarding the wounded barracks, but that was the task when the wounded, old and weak, and supplies were sufficient.
Now, the wounded barracks has almost turned into a ghost, and there is no point in stationing here again.
The remnant soldiers were originally on the alert, but Gus inspired the last of their blood and desire to survive. After a while, they became the only retrograde among countless defeated soldiers.
Many rout soldiers were naturally very surprised when they saw the behavior of the remnant soldiers.
But at this time, the order has completely lost control, and there is no one to stop even the broken soldiers, let alone these remnant soldiers rushing to the battlefield to "die".
Not all of the many routs were warriors.
Many people are fanatical believers of Steam and the Mechanicus. The whole family was slaughtered by the Iron Fist army, and they have an inextricable blood feud with the Fist Temple.
It was only because he was engulfed by the chaotic torrent that he couldn't help being taken away from the battlefield.
After running for dozens of miles in one breath, the rout soldiers finally calmed down and regained a little bit of organization and discipline.
At this moment, when I looked at it and asked about it, I knew that even a remnant soldier from the north was going upstream without hesitation, preparing to fight the main force of the Iron Fist army for life and death.
Looking at their own performance, these fanatical believers were ashamed to death.
In addition, the name of Gus' "Holy Son" has long been publicized, and many fanatics have heard of it.
Even if he was dubious and didn't take this "Holy Son" seriously on weekdays, it was an undeniable fact that the "Holy Son" led his troops against the current at this moment.
Under the illumination of the torches, and perhaps the bewitching of the devil, Gus's slightly immature appearance is extremely sacred and stalwart.
Therefore, after walking dozens of miles away, the followers behind Gus and Gray were not only the remnants of the northern soldiers led by Andre, but also fanatics from dozens of defeated troops, and the number of them suddenly swelled. ten times!