A strange cry came from the rear of the bloodthirsty beast, and all the bloodthirsty beasts stopped in unison after hearing this strange cry, and their triangular eyes stared at the few soldiers in front of them very viciously, and they roared backwards unwillingly, and then turned around and faded like a tide.

Poof, some young soldiers covered in blood suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, their bodies collapsed on the ground weakly, the fierce fighting had already hollowed out the potential of the body, serious overdraft, if it wasn't for the breath in their hearts, I am afraid that they would have fallen to the ground long ago.

"Woo woo ......" The blue sun is becoming more and more bewitching, the north wind is still blowing mercilessly with sand, the fallen soldiers are buried in the sand forever, hundreds of thousands of steel torrents rush out, and only tens of thousands of people are left after a fierce war.

"That's how the war is, the war three months ago involved the lives of half a million soldiers, the bloodthirsty clan suddenly retreated, and the next time I am afraid it will be a full-scale attack."

The bearded general who commanded the archers just now looked at the desert with a heavy face, walked in front of the cold wind and sighed in a low voice, How many people have come back to fight in ancient times!

"What about the powerhouses of our humanity? Why let some recruits play so hastily?! The cold wind wiped a tear from the corner of his eyes without a trace, the huge casualties just now were obviously because the recruits did not have the corresponding combat skills, and all this could be completely avoided as long as there was corresponding training.

Leng Feng was the military king of the All-Aite Military King Contest before, and he could see the weaknesses exposed by the army at a glance, in a sense, what was just now was not a war, but a massacre!

"Alas, they have an even more brutal battlefield and have no time to take care of it!" The bearded general looked stunned, he didn't know that a war was filled with the blood and hatred of countless people.

The blue sun has always been a silent witness, in the sunlight he projected, the soldiers who had just fought staggered towards the city one by one, without the momentum of rushing out like a rainbow, but the figure was even greater under the light of the blue sun.

Beacon City, an ancient city in southern Xinjiang, has existed for thousands of years, and there have been generations of soldiers defending the city on the city wall, how many people have been here since they were born, and then died in the war.

The cold wind walked into the city, and there were no so-called high-rise buildings here, let alone bright lights, some were just bold and free soldiers, a few thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenagers were holding spears and practicing with the troops, and several women in the distance were teary-eyed, their husbands had died in the war just now, and they did not have any grievances, and they died well to protect their homeland.

"Brother, I see why you are so familiar, have we met somewhere before?" A little girl with big eyes flashing in pink and jade walked in front of Leng Feng with some doubts.

"This is ......" Seeing the little girl's face, Leng Feng was suddenly shocked in his heart, this little girl was the one he saw when he dreamed back to ancient times, when she was standing in the city crying helplessly, and an evil cavalryman smiled and waved his spear at her.

"Yes, my little sister is so cute, and my brother thinks we are so familiar, what's your name?" Leng Feng squatted down and said gently, such a cute little girl should have grown up happily, but when she thought of what happened to her later, Leng Feng's heart stinged.

"My name is Wan'er, big brother, can you take me to eat a steamed bun, I haven't eaten for a day." Wan'er covered her stomach embarrassedly as she spoke, and her gurgling voice was rumbling.

Leng Feng felt sad in his heart, such a cute little girl had to suffer so much at such a young age, and the little child who should have pestered her parents was now worried about a steamed bun, and the impact of the war was reflected in all aspects.

"Okay, my brother will take Wan'er to dinner." Leng Feng picked up Wan'er and walked to a roadside stall, there are no decent restaurants in Beacon City, most of the soldiers are dealing with a little on the roadside, and they have to return to their posts at any time to prepare for battle.

Leng Feng and Wan'er sat on the stall, and after a while, the boss served a plate of sauced beef, three steamed buns and a pot of warm wine, Wan'er obviously hadn't eaten such a sumptuous meal for a long time, and she didn't know how to do it for a while, Leng Feng said lovingly: "Hurry up and eat, these are all prepared for Wan'er." ”

Wan'er happily picked up a steamed bun, the small mouth was full, and her smiling eyes were bent into crescents, and it was already a rare happiness for her to eat a full meal.

"This child has a poor background, his father died in battle a year ago, and his mother was also depressed and finally died, and he became an orphan at a young age, and there are many such situations in Beacon City, alas." The stall owner finished his business, walked over to the cold wind and sighed, and brought three more buns.

Listening to the boss's words, Leng Feng looked into the distance, and sure enough, there were occasionally three or two children sitting helplessly in the corner, some soldiers and women would give them some steamed buns, their father was still fighting with him yesterday, maybe one day his children could only live on the streets.

Leng Feng's heart is like a knife, of course war is your life and death, but after all, they are all children, and they have no reason to endure these undeserved pains, thinking of the soldiers who fell in a pool of blood in the war just now, Leng Feng's fists clenched and his knuckles turned white.

"Brother, Wan'er is full." Wan'er happily patted her bulging little belly, but her eyes looked at some of the teenagers who were also hungry at the foot of the city wall, and opened her mouth to speak but closed it.

"Does Wan'er want to give someone someone to eat too?" Leng Feng looked for Wan'er's eyes, and some skinny children were looking at the steamed buns on the table.

"Brother, the uncle who has been taking care of us before has not been able to come back this time, and Ergou and Da Niu have not eaten for two or three days." Wan'er's voice was already a little whimpering, tears were rolling in her eyes, and her relatives left her one after another, but she had no choice but to bear it silently.

Leng Feng bought all the steamed buns on the stall and walked with Wan'er to the other orphans.

"Ergou Daniu, everyone is coming to eat." Wan'er carried the steamed bun and shouted loudly to the children at the foot of the city, and the group of children swarmed up after hearing the sound, gobbling up the steamed buns, but if you look closely, one child only takes one steamed bun, and although she is very hungry, she consciously stands behind and makes way for the others.

Since ancient times, heroes have suffered a lot, and they have never been a great man. If these children live in a peaceful and prosperous world, their qualifications and potential are definitely no worse than any other's Tianjiao.

The Bloodthirsty are coming, ready to fight!