Five hundred years have passed since this mistake.
Even for the Protoss, five hundred years is quite a long time.
Xi Jiuye thought that he had completely forgotten Ye Lingyue and his military career, but until he arrived near the Seventh Army...
The hills are undulating, and a large number of camps are scattered among the mountains.
The horn of the early morning drill sounded, and the soldiers shouted loudly and forcefully.
Near the camp, there are recruits patrolling around. All these are so familiar, and they all bring Xi Jiuye's memory back to more than 500 years ago.
It was the first time that this kind of emotion appeared in Xi Jiuye's body.
His memory began to drift, and he remembered the time when he and Ye Lingyue first met.
At that time, Xi Jiuye was not yet a high-ranking deity in the north.
With the fall of the Northern Territory, the entire Xi clan was killed, and he hibernated in an ancient village on the border for several years, bearing blood and deep hatred, and living in extreme pain every day.
Until his father's subordinates found him, they taught him all the skills, and when he was fourteen years old, he went to the God Realm Legion.
At that time, his people were already upstarts in the God Realm, the Eight Desolation God Venerables, the Medicine Buddha, and the gods of the underworld.
They are all powerful and out of reach, but Xi Jiuye never gave up.
Because of his lack of family background, he was oppressed in the army, and after two full years of hard work, he became a small captain of the war battalion.
That day, he took his soldiers out on patrol and encountered a group of refugees from the God Realm.
At a certain time more than 500 years ago, there was a great turmoil between the worlds of humans and monsters.
It was also at that time that the alien demons who had been silent for a long time suddenly became agitated. They encouraged some monster tribes to attack the cities of the gods, and many cities were breached.
Ordinary Protoss civilians were displaced, and they lacked food without killing them. They broke into the vicinity of the military camp and robbed food and grass to satisfy their hunger.
Xi Jiuye was ordered to drive away these gods, and the hungry gods refused to leave, confronting the army of gods led by Xi Jiuye. When Xi Jiuye was about to order the encirclement and suppression of these gods, a young man walked out.
"As the soldiers of the God Realm, it is your duty to protect the people of the God Realm. Your food and grass are also the food and grass of the people of the God Realm. If you kill innocent people indiscriminately, don't you fear the ridicule of the people in the world?"
The boy's clothes are shabby, but he is very clean. "He" is very thin, but he has a beautiful face that is incompatible with other refugees.
On the palm-sized face, there is a pair of eye-catching moon eyes.
When seeing those eyes, Xi Jiuye felt a little resemblance, as if he had seen them somewhere.
It seems that I have just seen it not long ago, and it seems that I have not seen it for many years.
Perhaps the young man was too beautiful, or "he" looked too out of place with the group of refugees behind him, so Xi Jiuye looked at "him" a few more times unconsciously.
If he hadn't seen the protruding "larynx" of the young man's throat at a glance, Xi Jiuye would have thought that the other party was a woman disguised as a man.
The voice of "him" is also very immature, and it looks like a young man who has never seen anything in the world.
The side beside Xi Jiuye rushed forward, the young man clearly had no strength to restrain the chicken, but he stared at a pair of beautiful eyes and refused to leave, was pushed a few times, and almost fell to the ground.
Xi Jiuye's heart skipped a beat, and he stopped the soldier.
He walked up to the "boy" and said in a deep voice.
"There are no people in the God Realm who sneak around, and everyone can punish bandits."
When "he" saw Xi Jiuye, his eyes lit up, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in those eyes.
"We are not bandits. All the grain and grass in your grain and grass camp have been collected from Bujia Village in the past few years. These are the villagers of Bujia Village. Because of the famine, they came to ask for the grain and grass that they cultivated with their own blood and sweat. What's the matter? No. This kind-hearted brother soldier, can you share some food and grass with them, just a little, as long as there are food, grass and water for seven days, they can flee to the nearest city to seek shelter."
As he spoke, the young man grabbed Xi Jiuye's hand with his muddy hands. Xi Jiuye noticed that there were many small wounds on "his" hands, and the dried blood looked a bit hideous.
This really doesn't match "his" pretty face.
Xi Jiuye is a bit of a clean freak, and even the soldiers who have been with him for many years have never been so intimate with him.
Looking at the young man's hand, he slightly frowned, but it wasn't because of "his" dirtyness.
The young man's hand was very slender, and when his fingertips touched and slid across his palm, Xi Jiuye only felt his body tremble slightly, and an indescribable subtle feeling flashed away in his heart.
The boy's eyes flickered, his pretty nose wrinkled slightly, his rosy lips were pursed tightly, and he shook his hand lightly, like a puppy wagging its tail.
Xi Jiuye had raised a similar fluffy dog when he was still in the Northern Shrine as a child.
It was given to him by his mother, but it was a pity that his father Xi Sanqian was killed, and his puppy also died in a pool of blood.
With great difficulty, Xi Jiuye moved his eyes and hands away from the boy, and looked at Min.
These refugees are refugees from Bujia Village, but refugees are refugees after all, and the army's food and grass are not very sufficient, so Xi Jiuye finally ordered the group of refugees to be expelled.
When the boy and the group of refugees were driven away, "he" looked very lonely.
Xi Jiuye looked at the back of "him", thinking, in such a troubled world, "him" might end up the same as his little dog.
After driving away the refugees that day, Xi Jiuye thought that he would never meet the boy again.
Unexpectedly, the next day, he saw the boy leading a group of refugees to the legion again.
With a dark face, he went over to reprimand the boy, telling "him" to get away.
Unexpectedly, the young man smiled, showing his snow-white teeth, and said that "he" came to join the army.
"I thought about it all night, and this morning I saw that the recruitment of new soldiers in the barracks is not high. In order to let the villagers have food, it is better to bring the strong men from the village to join the army. Each person will serve for five years, and each person can pay three yuan in advance. Jing, the food purchased by Yaojing can be used to support the old, weak, sick and disabled in the village to settle down in neighboring cities."
The young man swept away yesterday's decadent state, and those beautiful moon eyes were bent, so beautiful that it made people trance.
Xi Jiuye glanced at "him" and saw "him" with a thin waist that couldn't even match his own thighs, and said ironically.
"As far as your virtue is concerned, it's useless to come here, and you can't pass the legion's physical strength test at all."
But around the evening, Xi Jiuye never expected that he would meet that boy again in the barracks.
"Captain Nine Nights, I was hired successfully."
Xi Jiuye's face stretched all of a sudden.
"How do you know my name? Who made you pass the physical fitness test?"