PS: Recently, reading novels is generally interspersed, and I want to add a little more, which can be regarded as a parallel world, hehe...... Prompt word: Big brother!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

The battlefield was filled with fierce shouts and killings, and groups of heavily armed soldiers with blades and shields in their hands rushed towards the battle line of the two armies on the battlefield in front of them

They are fearless, but more akin to ignorance, and in the hearts of these soldiers, there is no cherishing of life, only loyalty to their respective city-states. The original belief in their hearts is to take up the weapons in their hands and fight for their city-state, even if they sacrifice their lives, they will never take a step back on the battlefield.

This is a clash of cold weapons, sporadic and sporadic flickering with spells, and after many soldiers who rely on their strength and powerlessness to fight, they are often followed by some mage warriors who are weak in defense, but strong in attack. Wielding the staff in their hands, they poured their magic frantically into the enemy camp along the path they had carved out in front of them.

The battlefield here is a real meat grinder, there are soldiers being sent in the rear, and soldiers are constantly dying in the front, and no one counts the people who died on the battlefield, what their surnames are, what they are called, where they come from the city-state. Human life is the most despicable here, except for the blood-stained ground on the ground, when after a battle, when the corpses have been cleaned up by the city-states on both sides, there is nothing to tell the people that there have been countless lives here that have ended like this.

All the soldiers were fighting bravely, and not one of them retreated. Adversity! If hiding and not participating in the war is not considered a retreat, then the words can be said in that way.

No one noticed, on the edge of the battlefield where the two armies were fighting. In the middle of the boulder, a soldier with a blade and a shield lay leisurely inside. But his blade and shield were all set aside for the moment. He had a straw in his mouth that had been randomly folded from the grass. Through the cracks in the stones, he sometimes observed the battlefield of the two armies outside, and when he found that the battlefield was still as stalemate as ever, the soldier continued to lie down peacefully. A parchment sac was removed from his waist and the cork was opened. Pour a mouthful into your mouth.

", hit, hit. Fight every day. The leaders of the city-states are idiots, and the bigger territories have to fight to the death. "The soldier was dressed in comparison, with fur. Because the brim of the hat is so low, at first glance the soldier's age is not clear, but when he takes off the hat, you will find out. The soldier was not very old. He looked to be in his twenties. However, soldiers of this age are usually new recruits, but just look at this soldier can lie peacefully in the hidden stone pile, watching the soldiers of the two city-states not far away fighting each other's flesh and blood. But he still didn't change his face. It can be judged that this is definitely not the essence that a recruit should have. Only those veterans who are accustomed to the battlefield and have seen the fight can show the calm and calm of this soldier at the moment, but the strange thing is that this soldier does look like he is only a new soldier's age.

The soldier's name was Wu Xue. It sounds like a girl's name. I don't know what Wu Xue's parents think, but a dignified man chose a girl's name. Wu Xue was indeed a veteran of the city-state to which he belonged. But this old word does not refer to his age in the army. In fact, Wu Xue's current military order is just a recruit, and after about a month of recruit training, he was dragged here by the commanders of his respective units to send him to death.

By the way, the word death was used by Wu Xue herself, and the common slogan in the city-state was: "Sacrifice for the Federation!" ”

"Dedicate yourself, dedicate yourself to his big-headed ghost!"

Wu Xue's thoughts are really peculiar, although he has also been brainwashed and educated by the city-state since he was a child, but years of education have not extinguished Wu Xue's most self-conscious thoughts.

"No matter what time it is, it is your own life that is the most precious! Polis? What a city-state is! Wu Xue upholds: honor is precious, love is more valuable, if it is solid for life, both can be thrown. principles. On the battlefield, when all the city-state soldiers were shouting for their lives for the Federation, Wu Xue was already looking around for a place on the battlefield where he could hide.

To be honest, brainwashing education is really terrible, when a person receives an education from the very beginning, that is, when he grows up, he dedicates himself to the Federation, and dedicating himself to the Federation is the greatest honor, and deserters are shameful, they will be spurned by countless people, as a deserter, even if he dies, he will always be fixed on the pillar of shame in history and spurned by future generations. People who are educated under such an education model should not have a store like Wu Xue.

And Wu Xue is indeed a very ordinary soldier, he was born in this world, born in this city-state, since he was a child, he received the same education as all children. The people around him eventually became the most loyal guards of the city-state, and he was the only one, from the first time he went to the battlefield to play dead, and later, as soon as he entered the battlefield, he waited for the opportunity to find a hidden place to hide to save his life.

The reason for Wu Xue's behavior is naturally not because Wu Xue was born with a powerful Kaspersky firewall, which can automatically block Yiqiē's brainwashing education, the real reason is that Wu Xue herself is not a person from this world at all, or Wu Xue was not a person from this world before.

At this point in the story, you may think of the beginning of thirst, but you will never think of the end, no mistake, Wu Xue is indeed in the original world, and her soul has traveled to this world after death. Unlike most of the protagonists who travel through time, most of them are in the prime of life, and Wu Xue was only twelve years old when she died in the original world. At the age of twelve, Wu Xue was still in elementary school in the original world.

Fate is sometimes so ruthless, Wu Xue, who was only twelve years old, was terminally ill, and even before Wu Xue's thirteenth birthday, Wu Xue had already died of ineffective treatment.

People say that children from poor families are in charge of the family early, and similarly, Wu Xue, who was diagnosed with a terminal illness since she was a child and could not live to be fifteen years old at most, has more wisdom than children of the same age. More ** thinking. A stronger will. In general, people who have these three things will grow up. Most of them will have not weak achievements, but fate did not give Wu Xue this opportunity, and before the age of thirteen, Wu Xue's life was terminated.

The cycle of life is endless, there is no eternal life in the absolute sense, and there is no extinction in the absolute sense, this sentence is not false at all. Soon. Wu Xue's consciousness woke up, and it took a few days for Wu Xue to wake up from the shock. Wu Xue was naturally ecstatic when she realized that such a thing as rebirth had happened to her, and it was difficult for someone who had been terminally ill since childhood to understand the excitement of being in a desperate situation after dying. At that time, Wu Xue felt that there was nothing more exciting in the world than having a healthy body again.

But another proverb made Wu Xue know what it meant to be honest and not deceived by the ancients in later days. After a period of life, although in infancy. But by virtue of being more than ten years old. And it is still far beyond the wisdom of children of the same age, Wu Xue gradually mastered the language of this world, and learned from the mouth of Guò who raised himself that the continent where he was located was actually called Valoran.

"Wait, Valoran? How does the name sound so familiar! Yes! Isn't that the Valoran continent in the backstory of the League game? As a standard primary school student, Wu Xue naturally played the game League of Legends. Naturally, I also know that in League of Legends, people who play very well are generally called elementary school students. Wu Xue herself is a standard primary school student. However, Wu Xue can be very responsible and look up at those who play well: "I don't play very well...... It is a very dish! ”

Honestly. Wu Xue's League of Legends is really not very good, but it is not because of Wu Xue's identity as a primary school student, but because of his body, Wu Xue has been living since he was a child, and his body is very weakened, and League of Legends is a game that requires hand control, Wu Xue's weak body can't actually support such an intense game at all, so although Wu Xue has played it many times, he will be scolded as a primary school student every time.

No one likes to be scolded, and Wu Xue is the same. So later, because of poor health, Wu Xue gave up the game and stayed quietly in the hospital to recuperate. Although I can't continue to play this game, for Wu Xue, who is still young, there are no other games to play, so there is no way, when Wu Xue has energy, he likes to look through some hero information in the League of Legends, and look at the history of the background world of this game. So, speaking of which, although Wu Xue doesn't play well in League of Legends, Wu Xue knows very well about the skills, characteristics, and restraint of each hero.

Reborn in such a world, Wu Xue felt extremely excited, thinking in her heart, I know the characteristics of all the heroes in this world, and know their skills, in this way, this world is huge, isn't it for me to run around? Maybe it was because Wu Xue's heart became more innocent after being reborn as a baby, and he thought it was so simple, but in fact, when he gradually grew up. And when she gradually integrated into this world, Wu Xue was shocked to find that there was no hero in the original League of Legends game in this world. Demacia is not there, Noxus does not exist com familiar League of Legends game The city-states on the continent of Nevarolan do not exist in this world that Wu Xue is familiar with. Wu Xue's city-state is a city-state called the city-state of Talio, an alliance of five ** cities.

There is no familiar Summoner's Canyon, Tong dominates the battlefield, and the Frost Fortress has never been heard of. A completely identical continent, but a completely different history, after a period of confusion, Wu Xue finally thought that it was likely that although the world in which he was reborn was the world where the Valoran continent was located, the current era had not yet reached the time when the War College had been established, and there were still countless tiny city-states in the entire continent, and each city-state was constantly fighting each other for the land. What he did was just the land between the various city-states that was not too big in Wu Xue's opinion.

The era is not that era, but the war depends, the heroes are still there, those unfamiliar heroes, each has a powerful power, they are the leaders of their respective city-states, and they are also the heroes in the minds of countless soldiers, they have led wars again and again, some victories, of course, some are defeats, and the price of defeat is naturally death.

This is not an eternal world, where even heroes die. However, most heroes die at the hands of hostile heroes, and very few creeps are young enough to kill heroes, because even a badly injured and dying hero. It's not something that a small soldier can deal with. A hero's skill can kill a minion.

On the battlefield, the most common battles are between heroes and heroes, and between creeps and creeps, and there may be scenes of heroes slaughtering creeps, but such scenes are rare.

The fierce fighting on the battlefield continued, and the battle began at noon and continues to the present. The sun has gradually set, Wu Xue estimates, about another hour. The commanders on both sides will then call out their troops. Night is not a good time to fight, a day of fighting, and in the evening, everyone wants to have a good night's rest.

It's a sick world. There are a lot of sick ideologies. For example, in Wu Xue's view, the various city-states rarely fight each other at night, and every time night falls, the soldiers on both sides will tacitly stop fighting, return to their respective camps, and wait until the sun rises the next day, and the battle will start again.

An hour of time. For the soldiers on the battlefield and Wu Xue, they were all the same, and they passed by in a flash. The soldiers on the battlefield are caught up in the fight to the death. Either they die in battle, or they kill the enemy, and the most devoted battle is guided in their consciousness, and time flies extremely quickly.

For Wu Xue, an hour is just a slight sleep. Close your eyes and recuperate, humming a small tune leisurely and naturally, time passes naturally for Wu Xue.

The battlefield is a place where you may lose your life at any time, although the stone pile where Wu Xue is located is extremely secret, but it is not excluded that there will be hostile soldiers to find Wu Xue, even if it is not the soldiers of the hostile city-state who find Wu Xue, the soldiers of the own city-state find Wu Xue, Wu Xue's fate will not be very good, the people of the hostile city-state find that Wu Xue is naturally indispensable for a death battle, and the soldiers of the own city-state find Wu Xue, then Wu Xue will be charged with desertion in an instant, compared to being discovered by the soldiers of the hostile camp, What's even more terrifying is that it will be discovered by his own people. Once the reputation of deserters is legendary, even if Wu Xue escapes from his own city-state, he will not be accepted by the people of other city-states, and on this continent, deserters, as well as fear of fighting, are the most despised. At that time, Wu Xue will be wanted by all the city-states in the entire continent.

As an experienced veteran, Wu Xue doesn't know how many battles he has experienced, and those battles are so many that even Wu Xue himself can't remember clearly, but after so many battles, Wu Xue has been discovered by people from the hostile camp and has also been discovered by people from his own camp, but Wu Xue is still alive and well now, no one knows what Wu Xue did on the battlefield like a soldier who is afraid of death, and those soldiers who discovered Wu Xue's behavior were all dead without exception, and they were killed by Wu Xue.

Dead Dao friends do not die poor Dao, Wu Xue does not have any psychological burden for killing these people, because Wu Xue knows that if these people do not die, then the people who die in the end must be themselves.

If you are not vigilant on the battlefield, then you will die a miserable death, Wu Xue lay quietly in the pile of rocks, using towering weeds to block his body, and if someone sees Wu Xue at this moment, they will clearly see that Wu Xue's body is flashing with a light red fluorescence at the moment.

Wu Xue is already twenty years old in this world, from the first time she joined the army at the age of sixteen, to today, Wu Xue has been in the military for four years, but now Wu Xue is in the military, but she is still a recruit who has only received one month of recruit training.

The reason for this is because the battle between the city-states, in addition to recruiting a large number of civilian soldiers as cannon fodder, the most important combat power is the noble soldiers of the city-state, as well as the heroes as the main combat force, the survivability of the cannon fodder corps composed of civilian soldiers is extremely fragile, few recruits can survive three battles, the lives of civilians are very despicable, no one will care about the death of a civilian soldier, however, if a civilian soldier can survive several battles, or a person like Wu Xue who has lived for four years, It is basically impossible to get the attention of the government.

Every civilian has the obligation to join the army, refusing to join the army will be punished as a deserter, there is no way, Wu Xue can only participate in a few battles, then not return, after returning to the city-state, live for a period of time, and then be recruited by the military again into the barracks, change a name, rejoin the army, and start again, this is Wu Xue's life after the age of sixteen. And Wu Xue's parents in this world died in battle a few years ago. Wu Xue didn't have much feeling about the death of her parents, after all, in Wu Xue's heart, there was only one pair of her parents, and even if they were Wu Xue's real parents, they were one step ahead of Wu Xue in Wu Xue's original world.

Night finally fell, the soldiers on both sides had collected their troops and returned to the camp, the corpses of civilians on the battlefield were unrelenting, only the bodies of nobles would be retracted, and civilians, throwing corpses in the wilderness was often their final solution.

"Click!"

Picking up the wild grass, Wu Xue walked out of the huge pile of rubble by the moonlight, on such a battlefield full of broken arms and stumps, and the extremely strong smell of blood, Wu Xue was like a sunny youth returning home at night, walking briskly and leisurely between the desolate mourning songs of the dead.

Shuttling between the misty blood mist, the rich smell of blood in the air intoxicated Wu Xue. Unconsciously, Wu Xue had already pulled out a dagger that had been pinned to his waist before. It was a black blade, but it was depicted with a strange blood-colored pattern, which made people look like the dagger had an indescribable demonic spirit.

Skillfully came to a corpse, the same soldier Wu Xue didn't know how many times he had done it, he was familiar with the road, and he felt dizzy when he saw blood at the beginning, but now even if it is a broken arm and stump all over the ground, Wu Xue can be at ease.

"Poof!" The bewitching dagger was accurately inserted into the top of a corpse's head, holding the dagger with one hand, Wu Xue was half-squatting next to the corpse, and at this moment, a layer of pale red fluorescence on his body flickered slightly. Such flickering embellished this bloodthirsty cold night, adding a little agility to the dead and silent wilderness.

With the operation of Wu Xue's internal exercises, if you look closely, you will see that along the position where the dagger is inserted into the corpse's head, the remaining blood in this corpse's body is subjected to a huge traction force and is sucked out by the largest stroke. The blood ran down the blade of the dagger. Flowing towards Wu Xue's body, in the process, a large amount of blood dross was filtered out, and only the essence of blood was absorbed by Wu Xue's body.

On the battlefield of cold weapons, many soldiers did not die from the weapons and directly stabbed the vital points, because as soldiers, their vital parts will be protected by leather armor, and they will generally not be fatally injured. The vast majority of soldiers die on the battlefield because of excessive blood loss.

Because of blood loss, the body is lost, and because the body is lost, it is killed by the enemy, and given such a situation, there is not much blood left in the blood vessels of the deceased in general. However, it was obvious that at this moment, Wu Xuetong's own blade and the exercises operating in his body had extracted a lot of blood essence in this corpse. Some of these blood essences were absorbed by Wu Xue's body, they strengthened Wu Xue's body, and strengthened the strange energy in Wu Xue's body, and the other part of the blood essence was absorbed by Wu Xue's dagger. It was obvious that the blood-red lines on the black dagger were a little thicker than before, and the color seemed to be more bewitching than before.

On the other hand, the corpse that had been extracted from the blood essence by Wu Xue was extremely shriveled up at the moment, and it was just a corpse of a warrior with a dead white body but a relatively strong physique a moment ago, but at this moment, he became a veteran smoker who died as if he had died of opium smoking, and it was appropriate to describe the appearance of this corpse at the moment.

Unable to extract a trace of blood essence from a corpse, Wu Xue finally ended the look of enjoyment on her face and pulled the dagger out of the corpse's body. Got up, Wu Xue prepared to find her next target.

On a dark moonlit night, on a dead battlefield, any sound would become extremely harsh. Wu Xue originally planned to continue to absorb the blood essence in the body of the next corpse, but it was the music that she heard in the distance and actually heard a cry for help.

"Help~~~~~~~~~ help!" (To be continued......)