Yang Fan has always remembered what his father on the earth said to himself, "If it's yours, grab it, it's not you, don't even think about it, no one in this world owes you, but if you owe someone else, don't take it seriously." ”

To this day, Yang Fan thinks so, so Yang Fan got the Shenhe system, and then got the essence of life, and then these two things had to be tightly tied to himself, so Yang Fan felt that these things should be mine, and they couldn't run away, and someone wanted to grab them, you can try it.

Yang Fan never likes to compete with others for something, but it should be something he gets, and he will never let it go easily, at this point, Yang Fan is stubborn to the point of hopelessness.

Therefore, Yang Fan is ready to go through thousands of mountains and rivers, quickly improve his strength in the unknown tempering, at least from an invisible ant on the ground to a wolf with sharp teeth and sharp teeth.

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The battle for the defense of the fortress city gradually became anxious, and there were already some unusually tough beasts climbing on the city walls, so the slingers at the head of the city quickly entered the battlefield.

Although Yang Fan's rocket launcher and Gatling played a huge role, Yang Fan still underestimated this huge beast tide.

This group of brutes is not an aimless attack at all, but an organized and large-scale advance.

From the winged beasts that had just been attacked in the air, to the kind on the ground that could set off a strong wind, thus greatly reducing the power of the Gatling bullets, and some rocket artillery shells were directly blown by the methods of those fierce beasts.

There are even some fierce beasts that can shoot energy waves remotely and break them directly in the air, so although the effect of Yang Fan's new weapon is considerable, it is still much lower than expected.

The battle that has lasted for most of the day, some people are injured and some are killed, and they are constantly biting their necks and taking off the city by the fierce beasts on the city wall of the sudden attack, but no one is panicking, and someone will quickly make a supplement to the position of the dead comrades.

Whether it is the Liu family's own army, or the national army of Noxus de Marcia Ionia, as long as it is an army, no matter what kind of prestige they have, it is actually composed of some very ordinary people, but when they choose to enlist in the army, they are already shining, and these people, no matter who they are for, are destined to be not ordinary.

Previously, when Yang Fan was training the troops of the hundred people, he met a man about thirty years old, who was a martial arts cultivator in the prime of life, but he was willing to join the Liu family's army and protect this fortress city together.

Once, during a break in the martial arts arena, Yang Fan learned his story by sitting with them and chatting.

That man's name is Zhao Changying, who used to be from the military, but the specific army of that country is vague, and he doesn't want to say more, he only knows that it is still a tragic border army, and he can't stand the daily deaths around him in the past few years in the army there.

At that time, the man drank some wine, because he still had a beard on his chin, and he refused to drink obediently when he drank, so he always leaned his neck and sat cross-legged with the bearded man who drank wine, his eyes were drunk, and he wiped the wine on the side of his mouth and said: "In those years when I was in the border army, I read some books earlier, and I talked a little bit about national loyalty, and most of those military robes did not talk about this, earning military merits, earning silver, and avenging the military robes that were one step ahead."

Killing the enemy on the battlefield is just killing the enemy, trying to have a good time, but on the battlefield, I cut a knife and shot an arrow, so when I stitched and pulled out the arrow, there was only pain, not fast, a lot of old men, lying in the tent of the wounded soldiers full of blood and dirt, screaming in pain, no one laughed at anyone......

I just said that I really couldn't stand the death of people every day around me in those years, so I retired from the army and began to fight in the rivers and lakes, I never thought that there were still dead people on the rivers and lakes, and the people who died next to me were even more pitiful than those in the army.

But it's not on the rivers and lakes, my former gang of brothers, just because of the opportunity to get a treasure that most people have to envy, somehow who leaked the news, a group of so-called people on the top of the mountain, you may not be able to imagine, some people from the seven or eight realms of martial arts found us, saying that they wanted to buy this treasure, but the bid was no different from letting us give it away for nothing, of course we didn't agree.

But the group of people glanced at our group, and that kind of look was like looking at ants on the side of the road, and then said that our lives are quite valuable, and we will use our lives to buy the treasures in our hands.

Then...... At that time, I didn't know that they were such mountain masters, so my brothers were pinched to death in front of my eyes one by one, and we didn't even have the ability to move a finger, let alone resist.

The reason for sparing my life, in my current opinion, is that the great martial arts master, hehe, the great grandmaster, he is very idle, he seems to want to see what an ant like me can do, and sure enough, in the end, he can't do anything to him.

You may not believe it, I, Zhao Changying, was born in a scholarly family, I didn't like that momentum back then, it belonged to the pen from Rong, of course, my family is not a wealthy lord of Zhong Ming Dingshi, but it can barely be regarded as a county, I haven't been back for many years, and I have a hometown where my parents are alive, but now, it has become like a hometown. ”

The man chattered a lot, occasionally said a few words of wine and drank a sip of wine, and the people around him also listened silently, everyone has lived a small half of their lives, they are all people with stories, happy or sad, on this occasion it is inevitable to evoke those memories that have not surfaced in the heart for many years.

Many stories of the deceased can be imagined and remembered, but they are unattainable.

Especially when Zhao Changying said the words hometown and hometown, the surroundings became more and more silent, most of the people came out to find a way out by themselves, and in the end they failed to achieve fame, so they ran to this fortress city far from the center of the continent to barely survive.

Who still doesn't have a father and mother in their hearts, who doesn't have a hometown in their hearts that can make them feel at ease, maybe there are still some of these young men thinking about the girl in their hearts.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him after speaking, Dahan glanced around, and was caught in this unspeakable thought, so he smiled bitterly helplessly and drank alone.

Then he glanced at Yang Fan, the leader, stunned, and looked into the distance with blank eyes, Zhao Changying reached out and handed over the wine jug.

Yang Fan came back to his senses, was stunned, and actually took the wine jug, raised his head and took a big sip.

It's just that I drank too quickly, and it was the first time I drank alcohol, so I was choked at once, and my face was red and I kept coughing, and the people around me laughed when they saw this scene.

It turns out that our leader, is just a hairy boy.

Liu Chongde, who was watching Yang Fan's group from the side, was expressionless, but his heart was shocked, why, even Yang Fan, this kid, wanted to drink?

Oh, it turns out that the boy knows what it feels like to be sad.