Feng Mo didn't know that the leopard pawn was escorting grain and grass, and he hadn't yet reached the frontal battlefield, if Feng Mo could send troops to pursue when Mo Ke ordered a retreat today, it was very likely that Mo Ke would be defeated here.

Feng Mo sent an envoy to meet Mo Ke, hoping that the two sides would cease fighting for three days and collect the bodies of soldiers killed on both sides for incineration.

Moko agreed, and the setting sun shone as both sides sent their troops to pick up the dead bodies, and the whole scene was tragic and bleak.

Although the Rainbow Coalition eventually defeated Moko's army in today's battle, they did not gain much advantage, and the casualties on both sides were similar.

Around the time of Shen, the corpses of the dead soldiers of the Yang Yu Coalition Army were almost all gathered together, piled up into several hills, and Feng Mo stood in front, his hand holding the torch trembling slightly. He walked to the pile of corpses step by step, knelt down slowly, his lips moved slightly, and his eyes were filled with endless sadness.

Feng Mo just knelt straight like this, no one around him spoke, standing behind Feng Mo, and Tang Chen was also standing in the crowd.

Today, he led the phoenix feather cavalry to rush back and forth in the enemy formation, the first time he stepped on the battlefield, he didn't know how many people he had killed, he just raised his sword again and again, pierced a person's heart, and then pulled out, raised his sword and stabbed the next person's heart, and the cycle went on and on, until the enemy retreated, Tang Chen stopped the movement in his hand.

At this time, Tang Chen found that the sweat flowing from his back mixed with unknown blood stained his whole body, and the evening wind blew, bringing the fishy smell of blood to make him nauseous. The body is cold, but the heart is even colder.

Thinking back to everything during the day, every time he took out the sword, a pillar of blood gushed out, and a living life fell beside him. They also have their own lives, and maybe they like to eat beef, but it's all over.

Tang Chen used to live in a mountain, and his only relative was his master. Not long ago, the master died, leaving behind a letter and a bloody sword before he died. Tang Chen followed his master's instructions to go down the mountain, participate in the competition, and then follow Feng Mo to the expedition.

Thinking of the newly acquainted Feng Mo, Bai Yin, and Yuan Bing...... Faces appeared around him one by one, although they hadn't known each other for a long time and had very few words to say to them, Tang Chen always had a familiar feeling around them, just like when the master was by his side.

When the troops returned to the camp today, Tang Chen found Yuan Bing huddled in a corner, trembling all over, repeating in his mouth: He is dead, they are dead.

Yuan Bing was left in the rear during the day because he didn't know martial arts, and there were two people next to him to protect him, but somehow in the battle, a team of heavy thunder riders rushed over, and the people who protected Yuan Bing were killed, and the blood sprayed onto Yuan Bing's body, Yuan Bing looked at the blood stains and froze, Bai Yin saved her at the last moment, but continued to join the battle without comforting her.

Yuan Bing was in a daze after the blood splashed on his body, looking at Yuan Bing's injured appearance, Tang Chen's heart was deeply stabbed, since the first meeting, Tang Chen had a good impression of Yuan Bing, during this period of getting along, Tang Chen had fallen in love with this young and beautiful, hearty and upright girl. He slowly hugged Yuan Bing, wiped away the tears from Yuan Bing's eyes, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I will always protect you!"

These dead people should have their own people who want to protect, and Tang Chen also wants to protect this feeling around him, because he remembers being lonely, he never wants to be lonely again! Tang Chen tightly held the blood in his waist, only if I am strong enough, can I protect myself and the people around me!

Tang Chen, who lowered his head and pondered, didn't notice that Feng Mo had stood up, and the torch in his hand was also thrown out by him, the flames ignited the entire pile of corpses, and the stench of burning corpses permeated the entire camp, but no one moved, nor did he complain, the pile of rancid stench in front of him was exchanged for the right of these people to live now.

Once, they were comrades-in-arms who lived and died together, and they had long been brothers and sisters, but now, separated by yin and yang, grief has filled everyone's chest.

I don't know how long I stood there, the flames of the corpse pile were much smaller, Feng Mo slowly walked to the east side of the corpse pile, and sang loudly.

Lyrics:

Jun is a friend from afar,

Jun is a bedmate;

In the past, I swore to die together,

How can you bear to abandon it......

The night was deep, and the mournful song and the faint light of the fire tickled everyone's heart.

Feng Mo stood next to the pile of corpses, singing, over and over again, slowly, some people among the soldiers began to murmur, and gradually the voices became louder, and finally, everyone sang loudly with Feng Mo!

No one laughed at the ugly singing voices of the people around them, they were mourning their dead companions in their own way, at the end of the song, many people had already lost their voices and wept bitterly, perhaps, the next time they rushed to the battlefield, the dead people would be them, but they would not retreat, for the land behind them, for the people they wanted to protect, and for the sake of the brothers who had no blood relationship, revenge!

Feng Mo motioned for everyone to go back to the camp to rest, and in the end, Tang Chen, Bai Yin, Yuan Li, and the four of them were left to sit around the flames.

"What do you two think about going to the battlefield for the first time?" Feng Mo still had a hint of desolation in his words.

"I've seen a lot of people die in front of me, and I think they have a reason why they have to go to war, but we can try to avoid war if we have the chance. Bai Yin smiled slightly, "I want to be like you, master, and become a generation of famous generals to guard the Quartet and protect the peace of one side." ”

Feng Mo nodded approvingly and looked at Tang Chen: "What about you?"

"If. Tang Chen frowned slightly, and said something slowly, shocking everyone around him.

"I want to be an emperor!"

Feng Mo relieved himself, "There can only be one king in a country, don't say such things in the future, otherwise you will be killed." Can you tell me, though, why do you want to be an emperor?"

"The emperor can protect everyone around him, and at the same time, he is the reason why war will happen. The Yang Yu Dynasty had a vast territory, but it was not satisfied, and continued to attack, resulting in the separation of many families. If I were the emperor, I would stop expanding and recuperate. ”

"My master once told me that if a country loses the hearts and minds of the people, even if it has unlimited territory, it is meaningless! Therefore, I want to become an emperor and give a happy land to the people of the world, and also to give a stable life to the people I cherish. Tang Chen said that Yuan Bing's appearance in a daze during the day appeared in his mind again, and there was a sting in his heart.

Yuan Li saw who the cherished person Tang Chen was referring to, and he was happy in his heart, but he was a little worried, "What you said makes some sense, but before you are not as strong as Mo Ke, I don't want you to say this! Otherwise, you will bring disaster to the person you cherish." ”

"Doctor Xie Yuan, the younger generation remembers. Tang Chen didn't think about why Feng Mo and Yuan Li didn't persuade themselves to dispel the idea of becoming emperors, but just gave themselves enough strength to say such things again.

"You say, Brother Tang, if you become the emperor, isn't that the future rebel of the Yang Yu Dynasty, and I plan to be a famous general of the Yang Yu Dynasty, isn't it?"

"If, there really is such a day," Tang Chen slowly spoke, looking at Feng Mo, "No matter who stands opposite me, they will die!"

When Feng Mo heard Tang Chen's words, his pupils suddenly shrank, remembering the conversation he had when he practiced swords late at night, and finally shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"If there ever is a day, I hope I haven't died. ”

"Will you help me?"

"No, it won't. ”

"And what do you want to do?"

"I'll kill you, or you'll pave your way with my blood!"