Fighting, it seems, is an eternal theme, and it is also the daily life of the audience;

Just as people would invent "cockfighting", "dog fighting" and even "underground boxing" and the ancient Roman dueling arena, creatures who thought they were higher always had a natural desire to control what they thought were lower beings, to control their lives and destinies in order to obtain a sense of self-satisfaction.

It's like a food chain, the instinct of the rhythm of life;

This is human nature, and it is also the common nature of all creatures.

For the first time, the Buddha felt that the firewood knife in his hand was so heavy, he couldn't remember how many times he had swung it, and how many times he had fought back and forth with the sword blade of the Qin army opposite.

numbness

Fed up

Helpless

This sentiment began to spread throughout the battlefield.

It's a boring killing with no real interest, a simulated killing for the sake of killing.

Finally, a long pole caught the Buddha's firewood knife, and then a long sword swept over, and the Buddha's whole person was pulled out, if it weren't for his hard body, he might have been cut in half just now, but even now, there was a deep wound in his abdomen.

Taking a deep breath, he spit out heavily, facing the Qin army formation in front of him, the Buddha felt a hesitation, as if he was facing a moat that could not be crossed.

He is not a fool, in fact, if the so-called Emperor of Heaven sent the immortals and gods down to earth, he would not have been able to move the mountain.

The battle around was still going on, and the Buddha didn't rest for long, just glanced at the fat man and others who were still arranging the formation behind him, and immediately raised the firewood knife again and rushed over to kill it.

The broadcast chose the right opponent, or simulated the strength of the opponent that this group of people can deal with, coupled with the conscious cooperation of himself and others, so that he would not be instantly collapsed or crushed, but if he wanted to defeat the opponent, it was also a long stalemate.

Hills seemed to be the most elegant man in this battle, it was a dull and cruel killing, but for him, it was like painting an oil painting on the Seine, he seemed very light and elegant, and the two long swords danced from time to time with dazzling and brilliant sword flowers, outlining the beautiful scenery of a lotus pond after the rain.

But the Qin army's Changge military formation, like a hedgehog, made Shears's final finishing touch unable to start, and all your attacks and efforts seemed to have no effect, but Shears still stabilized his mind and continued to wield his own chic.

The second round of formations was arranged, and the monk and the fat man opened the formation together to welcome back the teammates who were fighting in front.

The two long swords of Shears unleashed a sky-high match, swept down, and after the break, the rest of the people directly broke away from the battle group and retreated into the formation.

This hand-to-hand encounter has also come to an end for the time being.

On the other side of the formation, Qin Jun began to reorganize the body of his robe or heal his wounds, and on the other side of the formation, many listeners were also seizing the time to recover.

No one speaks, and no one wants to speak.

The fat man didn't know why this emotion spread, he couldn't figure it out, but he, who had always called himself a courtesan, now seemed a little lazy.

The monk sat cross-legged, recovering his spiritual strength, and continuously arranging the formation, which was also a huge consumption for him, but he couldn't help but arrange, otherwise with the endurance of the Qin soldiers and the staying power of their military formation, a stalemate would definitely be held out to the end by the other side.

Hills vaguely felt like a leader, but he only issued a command in wartime, and in peacetime, he didn't regard himself as a leader, and he didn't bother to be this role, after all, generally speaking, the leader of a group of outlaws is often the first to die.

"Woo woo woo ........................"

The Qin army's trumpet sounded again, which meant that they were about to start the second round of the offensive.

The Buddha looked at the wound in his abdomen, because there was still the energy on the Qin soldier's long sword in it, so the recovery was very slow, he was very surprised, why the opposite Qin army was able to organize a second round of offensive so quickly.

"Knock knock.................. Knock knock ........................"

This is the sound of horses' hooves,

A cavalry of about thirty men roared from the top of the canyon in the distance, their armor was so simple that they didn't even have a horse.

"And cavalry?" the fat man scratched his head, "Those Qin soldiers not only passed by themselves, but also brought their war horses over?"

"That's not a war horse. The Buddha's eyes narrowed slightly, "It is another creature that is mutated by injecting the demon soul refined from the blood sacrifice of the demon beast into the body of the war horse." There is this kind of record in Tantra, and legend has it that there is a high monk in Tantra who pointed out such a creature, but it is too hurtful to the heavens and harmony, and it is extremely flawed, because this technique has been mutilated, and it is only in the hands of the pre-Qin Qi refiners............"

Speaking of this, the Buddha suddenly understood something, and said: "If that group of Qin soldiers used the resources of that world, it is not impossible for them to refine these war horses to enhance their strength. ”

"Xu Fu Dongdu, if Xu Fu is over there, it is indeed very likely. The monk also said at this time, "Legend has it that Xu Fu took five hundred boys and girls overseas to establish a country of his own, not to mention the authenticity of this legend, but at least it can show that Xu Fu is not a pure monk, he has his own ideas."

Now it seems that we are going to face a trade-off situation.

The listeners of the past generations of broadcasters have basically wiped out the peak power of that world, and the Qin army of that world can almost claim to be the king and hegemon, and they can completely use the resources of the entire world to develop and arm themselves, and they can even use unscrupulous means and regardless of the cost.

As for broadcasting, because it is impossible to continue to recruit new experiencers, the strength trend of the two sides is indeed reversed from before. ”

In the previous battle between the two sides, there were less than forty people left in the Qin army, and now a group of cavalry has been added as a new force, and the morale of the audience, which was already relatively low, has now slipped even further.

If it weren't for everyone's clear intention to broadcast this story world for simulation, maybe someone would simply stop doing it now, and if you don't do it now, it will be equivalent to going to that world to die in the future, and everyone still understands this truth.

Hills walked to the monk's side at this time and said, "Wait a while, I'll go with you to break the opponent's military formation, if you don't break the military formation, it's too difficult to fight." ”

The monk didn't ask Hills why he chose him, and nodded directly and said "yes".

The charge of the cavalry came in an instant, and these war horses trampled in the void, although there were only more than thirty horses, but they created a feeling of ten thousand horses galloping, fortunately, the strength of this group of cavalry itself was not strong, half of them were low-level, and half of them were even only half a step of the strength of high-level listeners.

"Get up. ”

Hills shouted.

Everyone stood up again, the formation was being attacked by the cavalry, and those Qin army foot soldiers were regrouped and crushed over.

A new round of fighting is about to begin,

But no one knows,

This exercise,

When exactly will it end?

........................

"Is this the answer you want to give me?" Su Yuhang stood up, Su Bai couldn't see his expression, and he couldn't figure out this man's expression, because Su Bai knew that it was impossible for the other party to come to him and try to convince himself with so-called friendship and family affection.

This point, Su Bai believes that Su Yuhang is also clear.

"Anyone does things with a purpose, even if it is aimless, this aimlessness is actually a kind of purpose. Su Yuhang said slowly, "We are all quails in fate, and we don't have the right to choose, at least we can't choose exactly according to our own preferences."

I'll let you know know about what I've chatted with you today, and when the time comes, you'll be ready to deal with their choices. ”

"It's cheap. Su Bai smiled and spit out these two words.

"The waves crashing on the beach, the tide rises and falls, it is a phenomenon that human beings cannot stop, I know what you think in your heart, and I know your hatred for me, I don't care, I don't care.

I took over a game of chess that was played to a dead end by others, and I wanted to save this game of chess, which was destined to cost more thought.

even

Change the rules of the board. ”

But in this case, the game loses the meaning of winning or losing. Su Bai looked at Su Yuhang, "That's why you've been showing up to change some things recently? ”

"It's because it won't do this, that's why things have become the way they are, and then it doesn't want to do it, and the mess is thrown to me, in fact, even I don't know how Alexander at the beginning channeled the cold and beautiful consciousness into the way it is now.

You're right, if you change the rules of the board without permission, then winning or losing will be meaningless.

But at least that's a guarantee that I won't lose. ”

Su Yuhang turned around, looked at Su Bai, looked at his son, and said with a smile:

"You can go back and ask your son, I know you love him very much, and at this point, you are doing a better job than me, and we can't undo what happened to you, but at least we can create a good environment for the next generation.

When he grows up, he can be a strong man in another world, a scholar, or even a sect, even if he creates his own king, he can also herd cattle and wander freely for a lifetime.

He hasn't grown up yet, he still has a future,

As a father, I am derelict in my duty, you, still have a chance. ”

"Isn't it good to be a man?" Su Bai suddenly asked.

"What?"

"Isn't it good to be a man?" Su Bai glanced at Su Yuhang, he didn't even bother to say sarcastic words now, "Feel comfortable and chic, have friends, relatives, someone cares about you, someone is really considerate of you, be a man, isn't it?"

Look at what you look like now,

People are not people,

Ghost or not,

Facing my son with a shy face, he still has to pretend to be warm and subtle, and use the word 'father's love' to convince me,

also let yourself,

Think it's disgusting, right?"

"It's a little. Su Yuhang generously admitted, "But my conversation with you this time, your answer, doesn't matter, does it?"