For hundreds of years, there has never been such a large-scale war on the mainland, and every time I hear those epic heroic legends and mention those famous generals who have galloped on the battlefield, they have been full of enthusiasm and yearning.

However, only now, he realized how cruel the war was, and looking into the distance, the kind faces of his parents and the beautiful faces of his lovers appeared in front of his eyes. At this moment, he misses the warmth of home very much, even if it is his mother's trivial chatter, it is so kind and nostalgic in retrospect.

It's just, can you go back? Gently stroking the injured leg, a helpless wry smile appeared on his face.

Returning home is not the hope of him alone, but also of all ordinary soldiers like him. Unifying countries to dominate the world is only the ambition of emperors and superiors, and for these ordinary soldiers, a few acres of thin fields, male ploughing and female weaving, and filial piety of fathers and sons are their only wishes.

The golden sunlight shone onto the earth, but the surrounding aura suddenly became heavy and oppressive, like a precursor to the coming of a blizzard. The wind stopped, but the thick fog that had been permeating the surroundings for a long time quickly dispersed, and the whole earth was bathed in golden sunlight, but it gave people an unusually cold feeling, without the slightest warmth.

The soldiers looked around in surprise, and not far away, on the Guanyun Peak, two old men with large sleeves and wide robes were standing in the wind, staring at each other.

Their figures are so majestic, as if they have been standing for thousands of years, faintly exuding a majestic aura that dominates the world and covers the nine heavens, as if the surrounding mountains and the entire earth are surrendered to their feet.

"It's them!" The wounded soldier sitting on the ground stood up sharply and looked at the top of Guanyun Peak.

The whole camp suddenly fell silent, and in this strange atmosphere, everyone walked out of the tent and looked in the same direction.

On the Iron Stone Fort, countless soldiers also poured into the city, their mouths open, and they couldn't take their eyes off that direction.

Even the commanders of both sides walked out of the tents, looking at the two old men with awe in their eyes.

The two old men on the mountain peak, they had seen before, nearly half a year ago, at the most tragic moment of the battle of the Iron Stone Fort, the old man with a tired face slowly walked out of the Iron Stone Fort, when the city gate was wide open, but the entire battlefield with the sound of killing and earth-shattering was instantly quiet with his seemingly leisurely stroll. The most violent horses in the army stopped their roars, and even the wounded warriors forgot to wail.

"Let Chu Fengyun come out to see me." At that time, the calm voice was not loud, but it also spread throughout the battlefield, as if it sounded in the depths of the soul, bringing incomparable shock.

"Who are you?" A general Dinglin who led the army to attack the city shouted on the spot.

The old man just pressed his hand, and the invisible air flow fell from the air, and the general and the horse were blown into pulp. That was the first fierce general in the Dinglin Army, bravely championing the three armies with the strength of the Great Perfection Realm, but under his seemingly understated blow, he didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.

At that moment, everyone was stunned, even in the face of thousands of troops, horses, guns and arrows, they didn't feel that death was so close to them, as if everyone's lives were only in his thoughts.

It wasn't until another old man slowly walked out of the Dinglin army that the pressure on their bodies and the fear in their hearts lightened.