612 Poetry and Distance
The skirmish lasted half a night before it ended.
Originally, this kind of trivial matter would not affect me.
But the next day, thousands of people came from the alien side.
It's a headache for me.
Are those guys really not afraid of death?
Or is it really that much enmity with me?
Are they going to put me to death?
I can't figure this out.
If it was just a thousand years ago, the grudge after I helped the demon clan would not have been like this revenge after a thousand years.
It's hard to figure it out.
But I've decided to get rid of this big problem before I leave.
So I immediately gathered my troops and prepared to go on the expedition!
This time, there were not many people to bring, only one hundred and eight generals on the beam, five hundred Jiangdong troops under Xiang Yu, and then one thousand disciples were selected from the three peerless sects, led by Lu Cong and Liu Xiangjun.
The rest of the people continue to stay behind to defend Dashu Mountain.
And I took these people and stood guard at the exit at the bottom of the mountain, waiting for the arrival of the aliens.
In less than a day, that kind of small invasion of thousands of people came again.
I immediately led people all the way to slash and kill.
It's just that this time he slashed to the door of space, and he didn't stop, and he still chased all the way forward.
In this way, chasing the aliens, I led people into the alien world for the first time.
When Yang Ritian first entered here, he said that he saw a lot of people
I didn't think about what that lot of concept was until I came in.
But now that I'm just coming in, I understand what he means by saying a lot!
The exit from the alien world here turned out to be on the top of a mountain.
I led people out of the exit and stood on the top of the hill, looking around.
At this glance, I suddenly felt like I had walked into an encirclement.
Because all around us, everywhere the eye can see at the bottom of the mountain, there is a surge of people.
Most of them are the kind of people in gray, and there are also a lot of people in black.
In the distance, people in the distance cannot see clearly.
But you can also see that there are a lot of people over there, very many!
I sighed, what now?
I was going to kill in, kill all the way, and kill them.
Now I know why they have such confidence to fight with us when so many people die.
It seems that there are too many of them, and they are not afraid of death at all!
It's just that the number of people I saw in front of me was unimaginable.
Millions?
Tens of millions?
I don't know how many people there are, but I just know that if you have a dense phobia, you will have a numb scalp just by looking at this scene.
Just as I was thinking about whether to fight or go, the opponent's attack began.
Hmph, since they did it first, then it's a fight.
I asked the people of Liangshan, Xiang Yu, and the people of the Three Peerless Sects to rest first.
They immediately understood that their task was to mend the knife again.
I flew in the sky, and I stabbed the gray-clothed men who rushed over.
The sword qi fell from the sky with a bang, and the dust and smoke billowed on the ground, and there were countless casualties when the knife went down.
However, there were too many people on the other side, and I slashed thousands of them to death with one knife, and soon these guys disappeared on the spot, replaced by the guys who followed behind.
A few more knives to clear a clearing around us.
At this moment, we are at the top of the mountain, at the highest point, which can be regarded as occupying favorable terrain, easy to defend and difficult to attack.
So it's just me playing alone, and it doesn't take much effort.
When they come together with thousands of people, I will cut them down with a few knives, and they will be slashed cleanly.
After a while, they gathered thousands of people......
In the distance, dense small black dots are still pouring towards the middle.
It's like these guys can never be killed, never finished.
What kind of existence is this?
Their individual strength is not too strong, but it is stronger than ordinary people.
Especially those people in black, their strength is comparable to the second level of Taoist priests.
Although in my eyes, they are all ants.
But do they just not value their lives?
No, it's definitely not!
There must be something wrong with this.
However, the opponent's attack in front of him can only be fought.
Anyway, they are not afraid of death, just kill.
Every time I kill for a short while, the scene clears out a vacant lot, and then asks the people of Liangshan, Xiang Yu, and the disciples of Dashu Mountain to come forward to mend the knife.
So this battle is not too difficult, and everyone still has time to rest.
It's just that the opponent is attacking endlessly, and we can all see that there are so many people on the other side.
I have just killed so many people, and at this moment, the number of people on the other side is not decreasing.
It's as if the ones I killed were just a drop in the bucket.
This......
Anyway, let's kill.
In this way, we kept slashing and killing, from dawn to dark, from dark to dawn, and never stopped.
With very little time halfway through, I took the food out of the storage space and distributed it among everyone.
It's also a good thing that I've got a lot of food in my storage, otherwise everyone would be hungry now.
And just like that, we fought in this damn place for two days and two nights, and everyone was a little tired.
After all, it is a war, although the other side can't attack it, but who can have the heart to sleep and who can rest well in the war?
So after two days and two nights, all of us had red eyes, and although our combat effectiveness was not reduced, our mood became more and more irritable.
Because we have all seen that the number of enemies under the mountain still does not seem to have changed at all.
It's as if we've killed an enemy for so long and it's not working.
If you continue to kill like this, when will you kill the head!
At this point, I understand why the other party dared to attack Dashu Mountain after losing hundreds of thousands of people.
The feeling is that the number of people does not matter to them at all, there are more people in them than there are ants on the earth!
I have to say, this is a terrible thing.
In the past, I only thought that the enemy was not afraid of many, and the most important thing was to be strong.
But now I know that even a simple number of them is a terrible power.
Until now, there is no hope at all.
Keep fighting?
Looking at the people under the mountain, there are so many people, how to fight this? If you keep fighting, I don't know how long it will take!
If you don't fight, can you go?
How can that be!
Brought people here, killed for so long, although we killed a lot of people, but as long as we retreated, it was equivalent to our defeat.
Because the number of people in them is simply not enough to mention, the least important.
Thinking about it this way, I am in a dilemma.
Since it's a dilemma, it's better to just get in!
Anyway, it's not interesting to go back, if we retreat, the other party will get an inch.
It's better to fight a way now, simply don't stick to this mountain, kill down from the mountain, kill into their world, and kill a bloody way!
Thinking so, I shouted after everyone had finished eating: "Brothers, this world is not only about people, but also about poetry and distance!" Everyone follow me and kill into the distance! ”
(To be continued)
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