The sad and reluctant melody echoes in the wolfless wasteland, echoes in people's hearts, and makes the hearts that have no home snuggle together.

Outside Wangshui City, there were corpses all over the field, and the numb and sluggish Changning veteran, who was burying the bones, suddenly burst into tears from the corners of his eyes, and he cried loudly.

Soon after Gongsun Jiu returned, news came that all the soldiers who had suffered the defeat were regarded as sinners and disgraces, and they were asked to bury their bodies on the spot and never be allowed to return to China until they conquered Wangshui City. Without any supplies, in their current state, they wanted to attack the city and wait for suicide, which meant that the remaining more than 10,000 Changning veterans were all abandoned in the Wolf Wasteland.

The elegy inside the city was miserable, and the crying outside the city was equally sad, whether it was friend or foe, Chu Feiyan felt disgusted with the war itself for the first time in his heart.

In the early morning of the next day, Chu Feiyan, Wang Ye, Xuantianyang, Dugu Nanfang, Shi Ning, and Jiao Ping stood together in the dilapidated Wangshui City Tower, looking at the lost and depressed Changning veterans not far away. They shuffled with heavy steps, slowly burying the corpses of the soldiers, and when the bones of the last soldier were buried, they would have to make the reluctant choice of picking up their weapons again.

They saw Chu Feiyan standing at the head of the city, even though he changed into a white dress and braided his long hair, they still recognized at a glance the powerful man who could defeat Gongsun Jiu, it turned out that he was still so young.

The veterans remembered his punch to Gongsun Jiu, which was a punch to the Changning soldiers who died in vain under the arrows of the scorching sun, and they clearly remembered that their feelings at that time were complicated.

By noon, the last body was finally buried in the loess. But no one picked up the weapon in his hand, maybe because he didn't have the courage, maybe because he was sad in his heart. They focused their eyes on the city, only to find that Chu Feiyan's figure had disappeared.

They were both disappointed and glad, an hour later, they left aimlessly in the direction of Wangshui City, and a few people unconsciously walked in the direction of Changning Kingdom, and were scolded by their companions fiercely, and then turned around with red eyes.

The wind and sand of the Wolf Wasteland came as soon as it was said, and the huge wind and sand obscured their wandering figures, and became looming. But where can they go?

"When Liangzhou City and Yiyang City were attacked by Snow Shadow, we who had nowhere to go were as helpless as they are now. Shi Ning said compassionately.

"Hope, sometimes too, is a powerful force. ”

"I can't imagine that you, a rough man, would say such a thing. Dugu Nanfang joked.

Wang Ye's injuries were not healed, and as soon as he spoke, his whole body ached, and he snorted lightly in response.

"Hopefully, this kind of thing is illusory, but it is real. Xuan Tianyang looked at Chu Feiyan, who had not entered the crowd, and said with sincere emotion.

Feng An is seventy years old this year, alone, he has been in the army all his life, and he is only a small captain, and most of his partners who joined the army at the same age are no longer alive. But he was also very respected, and he took the lead in every battle, bringing out many soldiers, including two commanders who had followed him, and even a well-known general in the country.

But he was stubborn, insisting on refusing to accept the title, and refusing to retreat from the front line, just wanting to die on the battlefield in the end and see his former relatives, friends and partners.

He was so old that he struggled to even pick up a weapon, but he survived because many people kept him in his back every time he rushed to kill.

Now he has finally given up, the belief he has held on to all his life collapsed yesterday, he has been abandoned by the country he has fought all his life, and he can no longer straighten his chest to face his former partner.

For the first time, he was angry with the crowd and did not allow others to follow him, he wanted to stay away from the crowd and die alone in this desert.

He walked forward with a slow pace, never able to distance himself from the crowd, the wind and sand gradually increased, and then he saw a white figure in the wind and sand that covered the sky.

That terrible young man, Feng An subconsciously picked up the long knife in his hand, and then smiled bitterly, is it that he has cut the grass and eradicated the roots? This is nothing more common in the bloody battlefield. But looking at his expression, it doesn't look like it, he has read countless people in his life, and he has never seen such eyes.

Clear without a trace of impurities, there is no hostility in his eyes, not even the boundaries of home and country, just a touch of sadness.

Chu Feiyan held a knife in both hands and plunged the burial soul into the ground in front of him, and the wind and sand in the sky suddenly weakened until it stopped raging.

Feng An's old heart suddenly beat violently, and he remembered an ancient prophecy that had been circulated in the east of the continent.

"The black is the general, and the white is the king!"

"One day our King will come again, with a compassionate gaze, and a power to change the heavens and the earth, and when he appears, springs will spring up from the parched deserts, and the winds and sands will cease to cover the sun. ”

Feng An vigorously pushed away the compatriots in front of him, his cloudy and dim eyes, under the reflection of the sunlight, flashed with a somewhat strange light.

Chu Feiyan also noticed the somewhat unusual veteran in front of him, but he didn't care too much, he looked at everyone and said in a calm and penetrating voice:

"This battle has taken the lives of my brothers, destroyed our castles, left so many mothers without their sons, wives without their husbands, children without their fathers, we have lost so much..."

"If you want revenge, come here, it's a big deal!" someone in the crowd shouted angrily, "We have nothing left anyway!"

Chu Feiyan smiled self-deprecatingly: "If you talk about revenge, you have also lost your relatives, friends and partners, and the blood stained in my hands will only be more than yours, and I will not feel guilty for this." It's just that when I saw my brother's dead head appear in front of me, I never thought so seriously about what was the cause of all this suffering?"

"I don't get an answer, so I want to try to find it in you, because at least in this wilderness, we are all outcasts of our country, and this feeling is never pleasant, so I don't want to let you go. ”

Feng An stopped the restless crowd: "What the hell do you want to say?"

Chu Feiyan pointed to the dilapidated Chu Tower and Blue Castle: "It was damaged by you, I hope you will go and repair it, and then settle down there as if it were your own home." ”

Feng An was shocked: "What are you talking about!" His body staggered because of excitement: "As our own home?"

"Beyond this wasteland are the Three Great Moon Kingdoms, no matter where you go, you will face a miserable end, so I give you a choice, stay here, and leave a glimmer of hope to return to Changning!"

Although some people were already moved, they still asked: "I don't believe you have such a good heart, what kind of intentions do you have, we will not grovel and surrender!"

Chu Feiyan drew his knife and turned around in one go, using all his life's strength to slash down the knife that he had endured last night, this knife contained endless meaning, and filled the anger, sadness, compassion, and expectations in his heart.