"It took me a month to return to the rear with the captains from the front line." As he spoke, the picture quickened with a wave of his hand, and by the time they stopped, they could already faintly see a very large village, and it was not wrong to say that it was a city.

"Captain, why doesn't the ancestral village have a city wall?" Looking at the village in the distance, the bull asked.

"This is our last place, and when the walls are built here, our Terrans will not be far from extinction." As he spoke, the man in black quickened his pace, and the bull hurriedly followed.

Although there is no city wall, there is a gate at the east end of the ancestral village, and people pass through the gate when they enter and exit.

The man in black also walked to the door with the brute bull, and before he could enter, he heard an old voice shouting, "Yo, isn't this a little sword?" Coming back? ”

When the bull looked for prestige, he saw an old man with white body leaning in the doorway, squinting at them.

"He's the founding emperor of Great Xia?" Zhou Yi shouted, he had seen in the book that the first emperor of Great Xia was called Long Jian.

The brute bull glared at him, and didn't care at all because his glance made Zhou Yi spit blood: "Look at it carefully, don't bother!"

in the picture.

"Village Chief." Long Jian bowed his head respectfully and shouted.

"What, are you interested in coming to our village?" The old man's eyes opened suddenly, staring intently at the dragon sword.

"No, I'm not interested." Long Jian replied.

"Forget it, let's get inside. Really, why don't you say yes? The old man closed his eyes and said.

The old man who was still napping there asked Long Jian: "Captain, is he?"

"The head of the ancestral village." Long Jian replied, and then frowned: "When addressing the village chief, you should use honorifics, not him."

"Oh, got it, got it." The brute bull is playing haha, the captain is good at everything, but this character is a little rigid.

Although the brute bull thought so, he still bowed in the direction of the village chief.

When he looked at it from a distance, the bull noticed that something was wrong and walked into the village, and the bull affirmed his feelings even more.

"Captain, what's going on?" Seeing that each house was hung with white cloth, the brute asked puzzled.

Long Jian glanced at him, and his tone changed for the first time, becoming a little weird: "You don't know that the dead family members want to hang white cloths?"

"I know, but I can't have it in every house." The bull replied.

"Because every family in the ancestral village has died." When Long Jian said this, his voice was a little low.

"Let's go, I'll take you there and put the ashes away." As he spoke, Long Jian continued to walk towards the village.

After walking for about half an hour, Long Jian stopped again, and they came to the square of the ancestral village.

But it was not like the square paved with stone slabs that Li Heng saw in the novice village, but it was a little undulating.

The only thing they have in common, though, is that they are about thirty centimeters taller than the surrounding land.

"Captain, what are you doing!" Seeing that Long Jian sprinkled the ashes into the square, the brute bull screamed.

The head of the regiment is obviously dead, how can he treat his ashes like this.

Long Jian glanced at him, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes: "Shut up!" Don't speak out loud here, I don't want a next time. ”

The brute bull obediently closed his mouth, not because of the words of the dragon sword, but because the people around the square all looked at him, and their eyes exuded coldness like a dragon sword.

Long Jian grabbed him, nodded and apologized to the surroundings before walking out step by step: "How can I think you are a genius?"

Not far from the square, Long Jian stopped, patted his head, and said.

Seeing the reactions of the people around him, and thinking about the movements of the dragon sword again, the brute bull finally understood: "Captain, those?"

"Those are the ashes of the villagers." The village chief didn't know where he came out, he looked at Long Jian: "Go back, you miss you a little at home."

The village chief's words surprised the wild bull in the picture and the surrounding Lin Bing and others.

"The people of the ancestral village do enjoy the best treatment, and that's because they deserve it.

At that time, as soon as the children of the ancestral village were born, they had to be trained, and when they grew up a little, they had to start training. ”

The wild bull stopped here and said to Lin Bing, of course, the most important thing is Zhou Yi: "They are not like us, some of them participated in the battle at the age of eleven or twelve, and they will not leave the village until they are sixteen years old."

But for the next four years, they won't come back, and for the next four years, they're either fighting, or they're on the way to fighting.

In the past four years, according to the village chief, it is to train them, and there is also to repay the resources that the human race has given them to cultivate.

However, in the past four years, they will not be on too dangerous battlefields, just one or two levels higher than what I participated in at that time. Manniu said.

However, his words made Zhou Yi shudder a little, his life was in danger of facing the wild bull, and these sixteen-year-old children were even more terrible than him.

"Four years later, when they reach the age of twenty, they will join the battle for the fate of the human race, and that is the real battle." Speaking of this, the wild bull actually showed a nostalgic look.

"Let's keep watching." As the only person who could speak under the pressure exuded by the brute bull, Zhou Yi said word by word.

When the bull heard his words, he was a little embarrassed to retract the aura he exuded: "I'm sorry, I miss the battle back then."

"Huhu, it's okay, let's keep watching." What else can Zhou Yi say, he can only choose the only one he can choose.

"Oh, oh." The bull said yes, and the picture began to move again.

For the next two days, they watched all the battles in which the bull had participated.

When fighting with the Six Clans, although it was true that the Terrans went to die, it was only led by the people of the Ancestral Village, and the people of the Ancestral Village also participated.

And everyone who was sent to death did so on their own initiative, for the sake of the continuation of the human race, as if it was common sense to do so at that time.

In the final battle, Zhou Yi felt for the first time why all the people respected the ancestral village so much.

If it hadn't been for the other people at that time, everyone in the ancestral village would probably have participated in that battle.

Even if Long Jian persuaded the village chief, it was only after knocking out the ten young boys and girls who were left behind that they were completely quiet.

And in battle, the people of the ancestral village are like a bunch of crazy people, sometimes trying to kill an enemy.

With no weapons in their hands, they don't mind cutting off their limbs and killing their enemies with bone spurs.

And in temporary times, it is even more normal to hold the enemy and die together.

Even the battle that followed was the battle of the self-detonation of the various races.

When the Terrans drove the other six races into other worlds and won the final victory, the old man from the ancestral village stood in the middle of the battlefield and shouted the words that he will never forget.

"We Terrans don't have much anything, just a lot of people, and if you come back a few times, we can also use people to kill you. Come on! Come on! ”

Zhou Yi never thought that the kind old man at the gate of the village would have such a side.

In that battle, 105,691 people fought in the ancestral village, and no one survived.