Zhou Fei opened his eyes sharply.
He had a nightmare, in which the brothers and sisters of the college were all dead, and the scene was extremely tragic.
The second brother was beheaded by Guanzhu with a single sword, and the big brother assisted the other brothers, but in the end he could not escape Guanzhu's poisonous hand.
After killing all the disciples in the academy, the army of the temple came to Chang'an City in just one day.
Chang'an City ran out of all firearms, and couldn't stop the observer. The Kingdom of Chu, Zhao Kingdom, and the belated Qi Kingdom, plus the temple army, and the four-way coalition attacked together, and took Chang'an City in half a day. Up.
The Academy is gone, the Datang is gone, and even the red moon floating in the sky is gone.
Zhou Fei seemed to be left alone in the world. He stood blankly in the ruins, and the soldiers from other countries ran past him, laughing wildly and wildly. Their weapons were stained with blood from the Tang Dynasty, and the corpses of children were stuck in the tips of their spears. The female family members were dragged out of the house by them, stripped naked and wanton and frivolity. The man wanted to protect his family, but was torn apart and decapitated.
They couldn't see Zhou Fei, and Zhou Fei couldn't touch them. The killing intent was so full that they couldn't find any channel to vent.
At this moment, the watcher appeared in front of him.
Holding two heads in both hands.
They are Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother.
Zhou Fei went mad and rushed to avenge his brother, but he forced his way through the body of the master.
Then he woke up.
There was a lot of light outside the window, and the sunlight passed through the edge of the window and spilled on his face.
Zhou Fei subconsciously raised his hand to block the sunlight, and saw the blue sky through his fingers.
No gunpowder, no blood, no painful howls.
Nothing in the dream happened.
After lying down for a while, Zhou Fei slowly got up, changed his clothes and went out, and walked straight to Wangbei Building.
Song Fei is still painting, but the progress is not much different from yesterday.
Zhou Fei didn't have to urge too much, and looked quietly aside for a while, and found that there was nothing to help, so he left silently.
Afterwards, Zhou Fei visited the refining workshop in accordance with the management.
The production of firearms has stopped. It's not that there is a problem with the craftsmanship, but there is no material.
It takes a lot of metal to make firearms, but Changan is now a
In this isolated city, all the metal that can be used in the city has been exhausted, so there is no way to continue production.
The army outside the city should have received a notice from the temple, and the siege of Chang'an suddenly strengthened.
Judging from this reaction, the temple's attack on the academy should have come to an end.
Big brother, they can't hold it anymore.
After leaving the refinery workshop, Zhou Fei came to the city wall again.
This process is a fixed routine he has come to in recent days, just like going to school before, the dormitory canteen and classroom are three points and one line.
Because the siege was suddenly strengthened outside the city, the pressure on the defenders also became great. Even if they were equipped with powerful firearms, looking at the crowded heads outside the city, they were holding the artifacts in their hands. Not down to earth.
Many soldiers were already on the verge of collapse. Zhou Fei came to the wall to delay this collapse as much as possible.
But he didn't know how long it could be delayed.
"Mr. Six." Seeing Zhou Fei, the captain of the third detachment of the defending soldiers greeted him immediately.
Zhou Fei nodded: "How about today?"
The team leader sighed: "Morale is getting lower every day."
Zhou Fei looked outside the city: "As expected."
"Mr. Six, can we hold it?" the team leader asked.
Zhou Fei did not hesitate to answer this question before, but today, after having that dream, Zhou Fei no longer knows how to answer it.
Can you hold it
Can
The seniors have not heard from them for a long time, and with their ability, there is no problem at all in reporting peace.
Before, Zhou Fei could get news from the academy every day, but as of today, there has been no news for more than three days.
What Zhou Fei feared most at the moment was that everything in his dreams would come true.
If he could, he didn't want to care about the Tang Dynasty or Chang'an at all, as long as Zhou Fei's brothers in the academy were safe and sound, he would be satisfied.
The other people live and die, and have nothing to do with him.
"Mr. Six?" Seeing Zhou Fei hadn't spoken for a long time, the team leader couldn't help but ask.
Zhou Fei sighed: "Yes."
Although this answer has been heard many times, every time it comes out of Zhou Fei's mouth, the team leader can be filled with courage again.
After all, it's the gentleman of the college.
Academy, that's big
Tang's most powerful existence!
Even the most powerful existence of Dahuang.
"Keep on guard, war may break out at any time." Zhou Fei patted the squad leader on the shoulder: "It is not today, it is tomorrow. Once the army outside the city takes action, immediately open fire and release all the firepower. How much can it kill? Don't worry about the ammunition. By the way, have you all learned how to use these things?"
The squad leader nodded: "Basically, it's just not enough to be accurate."
"Cannonballs don't need to be accurate." Zhou Fei said: "You can put them wherever there are many people. As for firearms... Actually, they don't need them. There are many people outside the city, so you can put them wherever you want."
The team leader said: "Understood."
Zhou Fei said: "I'll go to other places, so you guys should patrol well."
"Mr. Six, walk slowly." The team leader waved to Zhou Fei.
Zhou Fei went to Sisheng Street again.
The Four Holy Beasts no longer appeared.
They are so weak that they can no longer maintain their form.
Even Zhou Fei couldn't feel the existence of the four sacred beasts.
Chang'an Grand Formation... It's almost impossible to hold it in the true sense.
Song Fei has no way to change the aura flow of Chang'an Great Formation. Everything she is doing now is similar to Zhou Fei's behavior at the moment, all of which are procrastinating.
But no matter how much delay, there will be the end.
"Teacher, I really can't do anything."
Zhou Fei touched the wall engraved with the portrait of the holy beast, looked up at the red moon, and said with grief and weakness.
In the huge city of Chang'an, no one can understand Zhou Fei's despair at the moment, and no one can truly help Zhou Fei.
Song Fei has tried her best, but it is still not enough.
What's more, Zhou Fei couldn't really squeeze a little girl's labor force. If it was an enemy attack, Zhou Fei would find a way to send Song Fei out of the city as soon as possible. She had no reason or need to accompany Chang'an to death.
And if the people in the temple knew that Song Fei had been helping Zhou Fei to do things for Chang'an City during this period, she would definitely not let him go.
Zhou Fei left the street in a daze, traveling around Chang'an like a lonely ghost.
Before he knew it, he returned to his residence.
The center of the lake is where the eye of the moat is located.
Zhou Fei jumped on the small boat and slowly paddled the oars towards the center of the lake.
(End of this chapter)