"I brought you here today to show you this cemetery and this battlefield. This land cannot be destroyed, but the people who come here are constantly being eliminated... killed."
"Life can continue to perish, but the battlefield, even a piece of stone connected to the mountain, has remained unchanged for tens of thousands of years. As the number of dead increases, countless heroic souls are reborn and integrated into this land, making the foundation of this place even more... indestructible."
“Even if the Star Soul Continent collapses one day, this place will be hard to be destroyed and will exist independently!”
"For the warriors of the Wu Alliance and Star Soul, fighting here has become an obsession. They don't live for it, but only wish to die!"
The old man said.
"But, according to too many rumors, the top leaders of the Wu Alliance and Star Soul, the absolute top leaders who have reached the level of Heavenly King or above, have very good personal relationships!?"
Zuo Xiaoduo said: "If that's the case, can I understand... the heroes who die on this battlefield every year and every day are not worth it? After all, they bleed and sacrifice here, while their own and enemy high-ranking officials are likely to sit somewhere and drink tea and chat, or even drink wine and chat happily."
The old man said calmly, "This situation is not a rumor, but a reality. Not only that, once the top leaders of both sides confirm that there is something that cannot be solved and is beyond their reach, they will ask the top leaders on this side for help. Once they ask, the other side rarely refuses."
"This is all very normal. After so many years of fighting, whenever they go to war, they are mortal enemies. Even every pair can be said to be close friends to some extent!"
"As the old saying goes, the person who knows you best is never your friend, but your enemy. Isn't that true?!"
"But even if they help each other, it's not a big deal, and it's certainly not a compromise or betrayal. Instead, the parties involved will feel very proud. Once this happens, they will often gather their soldiers and solemnly announce that someone has asked me to do something for him. Then, everyone will laugh together and be very happy. The whole process seems to be a very glorious and outstanding event."
"In fact, it is indeed very glorious and outstanding. It is not something that any high-ranking officer can gain the respect and trust of the other party."
"But this friendship will never be involved on the battlefield. Once on the battlefield, once there is a chance to kill the other party, everyone will go all out and seize this hard-earned opportunity."
"As for the soldiers who died in the battle, who would think it was unjust and unworthy? No!"
"The feelings between soldiers, and between enemies or rivals, are simply incomprehensible to ordinary people. If you tell people in the rear, there will definitely be a lot of people who will say: So many people are fighting to the death, and the root cause is that you are playing a game."
"This statement is just bullshit, it stinks!"
"Just like what happened in the past, there is a senior leader on our side who has two little girls that he loves. They need to go to the other side of the Wu Alliance to train and gain something. Marshal Dongfang directly asked the leader of the war on the other side, "My two little girls are going to play over there, please help take care of them for me."
"At that time, the Heavenly King agreed without hesitation, and sent out experts from the army to escort them all the way. He also issued a death order: This is my reputation, and we cannot lose it! If anything happens to the two girls, you don't have to come back, and I won't be able to explain to Dongfang Zhengyang."
The old man said calmly, "The whole incident is so simple. However, if the whole story of this incident were to be seen by the public, they would say that Dongfang Zhengyang colluded with foreign enemies and that the king of the Wu Alliance had forgotten his origins!"
"Many boundaries are hard to define clearly at certain times and stages. Many of the younger generations from the Wu Alliance, especially those with average martial arts talent, who come to our Star Soul Continent to play, are mostly protected by our military. As long as they don't do anything excessive, they will come safely and return safely, which is inevitable!"
"Of course, we have to make it clear in advance to ensure their safety. Otherwise, the two cute little girls will be turned into a pile of minced meat as soon as they leave the Sun and Moon Pass!"
"If the juniors of the high-level here lack something in their cultivation, or need something to consolidate or improve, just tell the opponent over there, and they will rarely not get it done. The same is true for the opponent over there. Although I know that these things will improve the other party's genius and may create a rival in the future... But as long as you bring it up, I will do it for you. This is mutual respect, a respect that is difficult for people to understand."
"What I'm afraid of is that you won't say it or mention it."
"When you really reach this point, truly step onto this battlefield, and experience the fighting here, you will understand."
“Many things… cannot be explained clearly and cannot be explained clearly.”
"As for this battlefield, Sun Moon Pass is still Sun Moon Pass, but for both the Wu Alliance and Star Soul, they have always instilled a concept in the hearts of the soldiers. That is, this place is a place for breeding Gu."
“No matter if you are a king, a marshal, or anything else, anyone who can ascend to a high position must fight their way out here to achieve a glorious position!”
"Countless soldiers are hoping that they can be the one who survives the battle! Or, their brothers can be the one who survives the battle!"
"Before each battle, countless warriors would encourage each other."
"If I am destined to die, I hope that I can be a stepping stone for my brother to take another step forward!"
The old man patted Zuo Xiaoduo on the shoulder and said, "When you are actually on the battlefield, you will find that the so-called worries about life and death... there is no room for consideration at all, and there is not even room for them to exist."
"As long as you reach Sun Moon Pass, every warrior you see is happy. Because for them, every day is a profit!"
"The most common phrase used by the soldiers here is—"
The old man's face became solemn, and he said softly: "For the rest of your life, every minute is a profit!"
"Things like being unwilling and not worth it are things that only narrow-minded people would consider. These are the strange things that only appear in the works of pedantic writers."
"Heroes who are truly facing life and death on the battlefield don't have the time to think about those trivial things. Whenever they have a little free time, they either visit their brothers' graves, or go home to visit their relatives, or gamble together, or sleep, or get drunk... Some who are not injured on the battlefield and are particularly energetic can even call a group of people to fight among themselves after the battle..."
The old man smiled and suddenly took out two sets of military uniforms and gave them to himself and Zuo Xiaoduo.
Then he straightened his waist, and suddenly, Zuo Xiaoduo was amazed to find that the old man suddenly turned into someone who was only in his thirties or forties, which was even more exaggerated than the magic of resurrection.
"Since we're here today, I might as well show you how the guys here talk and live. I'll show you a real place where men stay!"
As he said that, he took Zuo Xiaoduo and went down, landed in the Sun and Moon Pass, and set foot on this land.
Zuo Xiaoduo was shocked to discover.
Here, we can find everything we want.
Or it should be said that everything that is available in the inland is available here.
All kinds of shops, all kinds of business, all kinds of food, a dazzling array, everything you can think of!
Looking more closely, many of the shops are run by ordinary people.
But those who were shopping or strolling on the street were all warriors, some in neat military uniforms, and some in a scoundrelly manner. They wore their hats askew, with their lapels open to reveal tufts of thick black hair on their chests in the cold weather, walked with their legs splayed out, and spoke in loud and harsh voices, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were military ruffians.
The old man, with Zuo Xiaoduo, walked towards a warrior who was dressed in a fairly neat military uniform.
The man walked straight towards him without dodging or avoiding, exuding a fierce spirit.
The old man smiled and said, "Brother, ask for directions."
"Dogecoin! What are you asking me for?"
This guy said something that could immediately trigger a decisive battle in the back, and he still looked up with his nose in the air: "Bullshit!"
Zuo Xiaoduo was stunned.
How could you be so rude
Based on Zuo Xiaoduo's judgment of the old man's cultivation strength, he didn't even need to take action. Just a glance or a breath could kill the person in front of him in seconds!
All I heard was the old man cursing, "Where did you get the dog coins from the Second Battalion of the Three Generals of the Blood Soul? I couldn't find any coins when I came back this time."
"Go the fucking way over there. Turn around and you'll see a big rock. There's a big flag in the yard where two donkey-like guys are standing guard. Turn the fucking right and keep walking. After about 20 miles, you'll reach the fucking Blood Soul General Camp. Go there and ask."
"Why is it so troublesome?"
"Don't go if it's too much trouble! Do you have anything else to do?"
"No, what the hell are you doing?"
"I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes... The cigarettes from my hometown are so hard to buy here... Damn this damn tobacco company... I die and come back to life every day, but I can't buy the cigarettes I want to smoke!"
"Don't go... Leave your name before you go..."
"You're going to visit my grave and ask for my name? I don't need it. Go find your fucking general or whatever camp..."
The big man walked away.
The old man turned to Zuo Xiaoduo and said, "Did you hear it? Did you understand?"
Zuo Xiaoduo was confused: "You are so good-tempered... This guy can't speak without cursing... Is this Sun and Moon Pass?"
The old man sneered: "Of all those who have survived the battlefield for thousands of years, I have never seen anyone who didn't curse or spit out dirty words! This is still considered light. Some people can bring out seven or eight damn words in one sentence..."
Zuo Xiaoduo remained silent.
This seems to be very different from what I know!
This is completely different from what is performed in movies and TV dramas!
It is really clean here. There is no garbage or dust in any corner of the entire Riyueguan Pass, and there are not even any cigarette butts thrown around.
After visiting several tents, I found that all kinds of military supplies were as spotless as in movies and TV dramas, and as smooth as tofu cut with a knife.
Everyone in the camp was well behaved, occasionally talking to each other, but it was just a few harmless words...
But as soon as he left the commander's sight.
These guys are really letting themselves go to an outrageous degree.
It is common for them to go out and fight over a disagreement; then it gradually develops into a large group fight and gang confrontation with each other as their fellow villagers join in.
There are also those who deliberately pick quarrels, vent their dissatisfaction, and try to make a fight just for the sake of provoking one.
For example, "So-and-so, come out, I've been fed up with you for a long time..." This kind of excuse cannot be called a reason at all. As soon as the name is called out, someone with a ferocious face jumps out.
Anyway, everyone has a bad temper, and as long as someone picks a fight, there is basically no chance that a fight will not break out!
We even saw two seriously injured soldiers lying there covered in blood, cursing at each other with an endless stream of foul language, swearing at each other with foam flying at the mouth.
All the privacy of the family, including that of their ancestors, was dug out and cursed without any scruples, with no intention of being shy at all.
Looking at the resentment in their eyes, if they weren't seriously injured and unable to move, these two people could have easily fought their brains out.
The people around did not try to persuade them. They just crossed their arms and watched the show. They played poker, gambled, bet, and did whatever they were supposed to do, as if nothing was happening around them.
After listening for a long time, Zuo Xiaoduo finally understood. One of the two men was ambushed, and the other risked his life to rescue him. Both of them were seriously injured, but they managed to survive. However, all the other brothers who carried out the mission with them died.
This is exactly the crux of the two people's complaints.
One cursed: "Stupid pig! Such an obvious trap, you stepped into it like an idiot! If you want to die, can you not drag others down?"
Another one cursed back: Who asked you to save me? Who needs you to save me? I've lived enough, I don't want to live anymore, I've wanted to die for a long time... Damn, you're just a pig, you got all the brothers involved lying there! Don't you understand strategy
The more they cursed, the angrier they became.
But with the whispers of the people around him, Zuo Xiaoduo understood and figured out everything; the so-called accidentally stepping into a trap was not due to carelessness, but the battle situation had reached that point, and in order to win the overall battle, he had to give up part of it.
But these two people cursed each other all the time...
Zuo Xiaoduo's only feeling at the moment was: What's the point of arguing? What's the point of scolding? You're uncomfortable, you're unhappy, and I'm even more unhappy!
The only result of going on like this will be that everyone will be unhappy, and even your saliva will be wasted. Why bother
While they were making a fuss, they suddenly saw a murderous man falling from the sky. He shouted angrily, "Are there any Dongshan people left alive? We were beaten by the people from western Sichuan. There are so many of them. I can't swallow this! If there are any Dongshan people who are still alive, follow me!"
With a bang, seven or eight people stood up in the room at once. A group of people in the next room also howled, "People from western Sichuan dare to attack people from Dongshan? They are rebelling! Brothers, grab your weapons! Those who have guts, follow me!"
Then I saw a group of old military ruffians holding knives and swords swarming into the sky.
“This, this…” Zuo Xiaoduo’s eyelids twitched.
Is this the military camp of my dreams
Is this the military camp in the TV and movies, clean and tidy, polite, standing like pine trees, sitting like clocks, and walking like the wind? Is this the hero in the TV, who looks serious and upright
The whole camp I saw was a riot of demons, with evil spirits everywhere.
And then look at those officers strolling around pretending not to see it...
Zuo Xiaoduo's brain was about to explode. As the saying goes, what you hear is not as good as what you see. Now he heard it with his ears and saw it with his eyes. It was real, real...
"This is the real military camp. This is the reality of the military camp. There is no doubt about it."
The old man patted Zuo Xiaoduo on the shoulder and said, "In fact, if you think about it, these guys have been here for years. Every day, they are either looking at each other or looking at the enemy. They are either practicing, fighting, or taking a short rest."
"Life is as dull as a pool of stagnant water that repeats itself over and over again, and we have to face death and sacrifice every moment."
"How do I release this kind of pressure? How do I get rid of the fear of death? How do I squander my abundant energy?"
"Even if I train and practice hard every day, there will always be free time. When my mind is empty, I will inevitably miss home, my wife, my children, and my parents. But I can't go back. I still need to face the war here all the time. When I think about it, I have the urge to die and cry. How can I not want to vent..."
"But how can we vent? The simplest and most direct way is to torture each other. Let's do it! Anyway, we can fight each other. As long as we don't kill anyone, we can also improve our combat power through actual combat..."
The old man chuckled.
Looking at the group of guys who were fighting like fools outside and the group of military thugs who were fighting in the sky, there was only deep heartache in his eyes.
When they talk, they seem to never open their mouths without using a curse word; if they disagree with each other, they will draw their swords and fight each other; even a glance can trigger a large-scale fight...
No matter whether you are right or not, if you win the fight, everyone will take credit for you. If you lose, you will be beaten again. Everyone will rush up and start beating you: Damn it, you went out to fight and lost, you embarrassed your brothers!
After the brothers beat up their superior, they beat him again: I actually lost the fight. You've made me lose all my face!
Often when I was sleeping at night, there would be a sudden bang, and the upper and lower bunks would start fighting because the person on the upper bunk farted. In an instant, everyone was thrown to the ground, and the bed was instantly torn to pieces... Then the whole room would join in the fight, and the people next door would also join in the fight, cursing angrily: You deserve to be damned for disturbing my sweet dreams!
They are all warriors, and high-level warriors at that. How can the noise caused by people like them be kept small
After the battle, the camp was completely destroyed and in ruins, but it was no big deal. The so-called punishment was just to deduct everyone's salary and repair the camp.
It is said that some unlucky guys could not receive salary for 200 years. They either borrow money every day or go around smoking, drinking, eating and drinking for free... Their skins have long been as thick as a city wall and as solid as iron!
The old man took Zuo Xiaoduo to three military camps in succession, and the situation was basically the same, with no differences.
"Look at the surprise in your eyes. Have you been deceived by the TV? If a warrior in Sun Moon Pass who is ready to fight and die at any time can still follow the rules and regulations, it is simply unrealistic. If someone really talks to you in such a well-dressed and polite manner, then they either want to cheat you or want to borrow some money from you, or borrow some cultivation resources or something..."
The old man said, "Ninety-nine percent of the time, this kind of borrowing is never repaid. You can write the IOU however you want. No matter how big the IOU is, there are people who dare to sign it. But the problem is that the creditor himself doesn't know whether he will be alive tomorrow, and whether you, the creditor, will be alive tomorrow. How can you collect and repay a debt owed to a dead person..."
"As for the so-called military themes in the movies and TV shows, I doubt that the screenwriters have ever served in the military! They are just a bunch of sophists who rely on imagining the world of men and playing word games to make money!"
"… "
Zuo Xiaoduo looked terrified.
Being greedy and stingy as he is, he subconsciously thought of his debtors. It seemed that perhaps, they were also going to go to the battlefield. If they came here, would they become such people
Damn, those guys must be trying to shirk their debt!
"Even if a person is a Confucian scholar who is full of poetry and literature, has a noble temperament, speaks elegantly, and is well-read in the books of sages, as long as he comes to the Sun and Moon Pass, he will be successfully transformed in less than a day. He will be transformed into a rough man who speaks foul language, eats meat with big mouthfuls, and can pick up steamed buns with his hands after just finishing his toenails... Because if he hesitates for a few seconds, he will not be able to eat..."
"The people of the Wu Alliance are all looking forward to going to the battlefield, and our people are also looking forward to going to the battlefield... because we can seize spoils by killing the enemy... But the problem is... these guys on both sides are all a bunch of poor guys at heart!"
"Once there was a group of people who completely wiped out their opponents. The harvest seemed to be very rich, with more than 700 space rings. However, there was nothing in the space rings except weapons. Not even a piece of low-grade Star Soul Jade could be found..."
Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help but sigh and said, "There are quite a lot of supplies from the rear. Why don't you get some more to distribute to the soldiers to stimulate their training and improve their cultivation?"
"A lot?"
The old man smiled bitterly, "Do you know how many people there are in Sun Moon Pass? The number of warriors participating in the battle here has already exceeded 200 million! Even if it's low-grade Star Soul Jade, one piece per person, that would cost 200 million. And what use is low-grade Star Soul Jade to such high-level warriors? How can we distribute it evenly? There is no possibility of such a chance at all!"
"Of course we have resources, including donations from the rear, allocations from the military, and continuous mining. There are indeed a lot of resources, but they are still far from enough to meet the needs of the front battlefield. The gap is too big!"
"Even in the warehouses of various combat units, there are a lot of training materials stored, but they dare not take them out. They can only hoard them and give them out as rewards!"
"Because once the export is opened and becomes a routine, if all the warehouses are fully opened for use, the so-called reserves will be consumed in no more than a year. By that time, I'm afraid we won't even be able to pay out rewards and military pay!"
“This is the status quo!”
"This is the reality, the reality of the military camp, the real military camp!"
"There are certainly a lot of resources in the rear, but the resources in the rear belong to the rear and cannot be confused with the front. In addition to satisfying life cultivation and stabilizing the people's hearts, the resources in the rear must also cultivate subsequent talents!"
"The front line... can only be maintained in this way... After all, the current war situation has formed a pattern of people taking over from one generation to the next."
As the old man spoke, his mood gradually became depressed.
There is another chapter in the afternoon.
Today is the birthday of Vice Moderator Tiger is not Big Cat and Red Dust is Luan. Let us wish Big Cat and Erluan a happy birthday.
I wish you happiness, health and satisfaction in this life.
(End of this chapter)