The sky gradually darkened, such a large battlefield was full of thick bloody aura, full of stumps and broken arms, flesh and blood blurred, occasionally one or two flying birds in the sky called a few times, when they felt the thick aura of this battlefield, they were so frightened that they turned away from here.

On the grassland, it was originally the world of wild beasts, but after a day of fighting, even with such a strong bloody aura, no beast dared to come here, the entire sky, the ground, and the bloody aura was so strong, giving people a sense of danger and abnormality, not to mention the sensitive beasts.

At this time, the place left behind by the entire battlefield may say that the beast is no longer roaring, the insect is no longer crying, and the wind is no longer blowing, giving people the feeling of one word: quiet, and it is surprisingly quiet.

The sun is even more at this moment, I don't know what the reason, I don't want to see the bloody battlefield again, especially the battlefield that is cruel and full of killing atmosphere, it makes people feel frightened, if the timid people see so many people killed in battle, they will definitely be shocked, and even scared to death.

The afterglow of the setting sun continued to sway their last enthusiasm, reflecting the sky red, and the earth was also red, but it was far away from this battlefield, because the red here is no longer so beautiful, on the contrary, it is so red that people's hearts beat faster, red so red that people are suffocated, and red is frightening.

The evening dew can be said to be very beautiful, but now it is full of a lot of dead air, and it has nothing to do with the United States for a long time, leaving only deep injuries and nightmares, and I don't know if it was deliberately left by the leaders of various countries, or if they were really unable to clean up the battlefield, but this battlefield was preserved.

Suddenly, a cry came from the silent battlefield, the sound was very small, but it was very abrupt in this desolate and silent battlefield, and it was this cry that broke the silence of this battlefield.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the small figure standing in the middle of the battlefield, and on this huge battlefield, that small figure was stretched by the setting sun to grow old. It also seems particularly short, but it looks particularly bleak and shocking.

"Daddy, Naruto-"

A small voice soon reached Yun Ji's ears, and at this time, Yun Ji, who was only less than 300 meters above the ground, also noticed the small figure standing on the battlefield, particularly lonely and helpless.

I saw the little soldier standing there, his hands constantly pulling something on the ground, and his voice was so sad and sad.

"Daddy, where are you, where are you?"

"I want Daddy, I want Daddy, Ming-"

"Where are you, where are you, I miss you, I want you!"

One cry more miserably, one than one sorrow, one tone lower than the other, as if crying, as if confiding, the thin whispers make people can't bear to listen to it anymore.

"Alas!" When Yun Ji saw this, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, and he didn't have the mood to go down and pick up some cheap ones, and looked at the past with real eyes.

Charles: (Austria)

Level: 17,

……

After reading this information, Yun Ji suddenly understood that such a person is basically still a child, it should be said that he is naïve age, (16 years old), or it may be that his father couldn't bear to protect him in the exclusive "home" of home, which led to his age of only 16 years old, and was brought to the battlefield by his father.

This is a player, a player who doesn't know how to lose his father, and a young player who doesn't know the cruelty of the battlefield, but now he has experienced such a big battle, which has made him lose his relatives, and naturally he has lost his due peace of mind and the protection he deserves.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Charles found an arm from under the corpse, however, it also had a large shield on it, apparently the shield of the West Pole player.

So, he carefully turned the arm over, and when he saw a delicate pattern in that hand, he was stunned, and even more stunned.

"Wow-"

Suddenly, like a volcanic eruption, Charles folded his arms and cried: "Dad, you don't want me anymore, you don't want me anymore!" ”

It is really sad for the listeners, and weeping for the hearers.

"Alas!"

Yun Ji sighed speechlessly, fighting on the National War Continent, he should have expected this consequence, but this Charles couldn't accept it, which was completely inconsistent with the player's personality characteristics.

Basically, since everyone entered the game, the vast majority of players have been placed in the player's private place, the home, however, there is a certain difference between the time inside and the time in the game area, some people have been putting their families in the "home", but a small number of players have brought their children with them and let them grow up with them. Relatively speaking, such a big battle scene should be seen often.

However, Yun Ji is very sympathetic to this child, but he knows that this is a war, a war that is not a war where you die or I live, they have no other way to go, a war comes down, whether it is justice or villains, but the dead are all low-level soldiers, ordinary players.

"Lord, this ......" Guo Jia also saw the player's sad look and wanted to say something, but Yun Ji waved his hand and stopped his words.

"Fengxiao, this is war, war has only victory and defeat, no mercy; There is no right or wrong, there is no justice and evil, he is just a simple war, this, I believe you know much better, you should remember that Cao Cao gave them an idea in Changshe, at least hundreds of millions of people were burned to death, to be honest, these Yellow Turban Army, do they deserve sympathy? How many women and children are there, old and weak, and do they deserve to die? None of them should be, but they died, why, this has been war. Yun Ji said leisurely.

"As for sympathy, hehe!" Yun Ji sneered, "Don't they know about the Red Army?" Zhang Jiao, don't they know? They all know, but they still did it, why, they are not thinking about the life and death of the soldiers at the bottom, but their own interests, and their so-called national interests. ”

"I believe you have also heard that when the officers and soldiers broke through the towns of the Yellow Turban Army, how many slaughtered cities and villages, when our Yuncheng was attacked, five 5000W attacked our Yuncheng, how many people were killed and wounded, I believe you also know, no one wants to fight, but we have to fight, and we have to fight, isn't it?" Although Yun Ji's words were not much, Guo Jia's face changed and changed, and finally he just sighed.

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