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In the black fog, what is more brilliant than the stone lamp is the fire, the fire is soaring to the sky, the fire is shining all over the sky, and the fog becomes more like smoke, the smoke produced by this fire.

There were exclamations, screams and, of course, the sound of horns like air raid sirens - fire alarms. A large number of ships around, as well as the captains on board, have come to Demon Star Island, they are not only here to put out the fire, but more importantly, they are here to "escort", are the people of Ghost Island going to sneak attack Demon Star Island?

They used the "snail ghosts" to communicate with each other, reporting their respective situations, dozens of voices came out of the "snail ghosts"*, very confused, they estimated that it must be the people of Ghost Island who came to sneak attack, and some people even suspected that the heads of the leaders of the two regiments had fallen to the ground!

So, even if the situation is not so chaotic, after such a rumor, the sky has fallen!

Wu Liang watched, listened, stroked his beard, and if there was still meat on his face, you could see a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It happened as expected, even better than that!

The iron bucket array has been broken, for the time being, it is even said to have collapsed, it is nothing, of course, you can take advantage of it!

Even if the one-eyed baby has any opinions on the military advisor, he has now admired the five-body cast: "The military is really clever, it is really within the reach of skeletons, admire and admire!"

Dozens of skeletons echoed the beat.

Wu Liang waved his feather fan and said, "Now, turn the bow of the ship and head towards Ghost Island at full speed!"

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ the sunset is still infinitely good, but it is too gentle and bloody—the blood-stained clouds, listening to the crow of the crows, and feeling the cool evening breeze, do you still feel very beautiful?

Wind and wild forest.

After passing through this forest to the other side of the mountain, there is the famous chic forest.

Here is the scene of a primeval forest: tall shrubs rise from the ground, covering the sky and the sun, giant vines clinging, among which apes glimpse and scream, pythons hang, butterflies are reborn, and the shade is misty, shocking, terrified, and awe-inspiring.

The sunset, which was no longer visible here, entered the night early, and only the occasional gust of wind blew through the shade of the trees, and only a few sporadic lights leaked through the shade of the trees.

It seems that the carriage is impassable, and at this time, the army of the Heavenly Demon Fierce General is facing a big problem. After a day of scorching heat, the soldiers could no longer walk, and all they needed was water and rest.

They heard murmuring voices from afar, and the joy in their hearts was as if they had seen a beautiful naked woman and pounced on them when they thought about it! The sound of saliva, one after another, clearly revealed what they were thinking--they also wanted the general to really hear their hearts!

Half looked at it for a long time, and said: "Carriages are forbidden here, but only by crossing this barrier can you reach the chic forest, I'm afraid it will ......."

"Do you have any suggestions for that?" Xue Dao said. They should have spoken more directly, and they knew each other too well.

Half thought for a while and said: "These are barriers, there are plenty of water, and the soldiers need to rest, so it's better to ......."

"Set up camp here?"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"It's just ......" Xue * Dao stroked his beard and said, "This forest is weird, if there is an ambush or a night attack, I'm afraid it will ......"

"Don't be afraid, general, there are two of us brothers here!"

Immediately after speaking, the Wind and Fire Brothers' Lie Yan, who was promoted to general a day ago, was in the spring breeze.

When Xue Dao saw them, he laughed out loud: "The anger of the afterlife is really overwhelming!"

When the compliments were over, he said, "What are you going to do if you are ambushed or robbed?"

He tried to throw the question to Lie Yan.

Lie Yan sneered: "It doesn't matter what kind of ambush, trap, night attack or camp robbery or frontal attack he has, it's not negotiable how many kills he comes!"

"Why?"

"It's my ability!"

A fire was born in Lieyan's palm, which removed the spreading haze and danced, illuminating a proud face.

There is no doubt about his ability, Xue Dao thought, but his character is really fucking bad, and his arrogance may cause him to suffer a lot of defeats in the future, but it will definitely not affect his usefulness on the battlefield, after all, such a soldier, who would not like it? But if he wants to become a great material, he must extinguish his arrogance, otherwise he will already be in the coffin before he becomes a material! How to extinguish it, he has not thought of it yet-this has to be carefully considered!

Of course, compared to Lie Yan, his brother Lie Feng is obviously very general, his ability is also terrifying, his calmness, calmness and explosiveness, will make him famous in history or leave a stench for thousands of years, although he is a teenager but has such an old style, he must be able to do something earth-shattering! But he still has such a weakness, that is, his personality is too withdrawn, as if he suffered some shadow when he was a child, depressed, and even has some taste of tragic heroes. This kind of character leads to his indecision, what is right or wrong, even what should be done or should not be done, what is righteous or evil, he has great doubts and contradictions, when doing everything, it seems to be cautious and thoughtful, but in fact, the heart has undergone a fierce ideological struggle!

He's a marginal man, Xue Dao thought, I have to guide him to my side. How to guide it? This is another difficult problem that he must solve.

To his delight, the young brothers were under his own tent, and it was only a matter of time before he assimilated them for his own use.

Facing Lie Yanzhi's answer, Xue * Dao smiled bitterly in his heart, but he was so happy on his lips: "Okay, I appreciate people like you!"

He is not extinguishing his arrogance, but adding fuel to the fire, and why is this? First, Lie Yan has newly enlisted in the army, and he wants to get closer to him; second, "the higher he climbs, the heavier he falls", he just wants to lift him up and fall down hard, so that it will hurt enough, and the pain will make people grow, which is an indispensable growth experience for him, and only in this way will he mature.

Xue Dao turned to Bandu and said, "Okay, let's set up camp again." ”

The main site of the camp is a large open space by the stream, and the momentum along the stream is of course stronger than that of the stream, and it looks like the rushing Yellow River!

Before entering the Fengye Forest, Xue Dao also gave a special order: in order to prevent an ambush in the forest (you know, there are many trees in the forest, and each one is very likely to be a tree man from the chic forest, so everyone should be vigilant by eleven points), so please each of you draw your sword, see a tree and cut a knife, and then set up camp!

Xue Dao's caution was not unreasonable, otherwise on the battlefield, he didn't know how many times he had died, although sometimes he did it particularly excessively, but he thought it was necessary and worthwhile.

A large "clanging" of swords rang out, but there was not a single scream, indicating that there were no lurking enemies, and they could camp with peace of mind.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ night, the moon, dead silence, wolf howling.

Against this backdrop, what do soldiers who are fighting a war think of? Homesickness, family, friends, and lovers? Or tomorrow's war? Or the ghost that died at their own hands? Anything is good, but it is definitely not sleep!

Xue Dao thought a lot, otherwise he would never dare to live in, and he would have thought more after coming in. He set up a tribulus trap in front of the camp and assigned 20 patrol detachments to patrol both sides of the strait to prevent night raids and robberies of the camp. This is a top priority. The second thing is that they must be fireproofed, and they must extinguish the fire before going to bed, and if there is a fire here, they will have to die in the fire! The third thing is actually the most important, that is, how to play the chic forest. This is the biggest headache for him and Bandu right now.

A group of soldiers gathered around the campfire, looking thoughtfully at the tongues of fire - they talked so much, in this small group, they knew each other so well that everyone's story was already clear, and they became speechless. It's like an old couple, when they were young, when they first fell in love, they squeaked and talked non-stop every day, but now they even know the movements and eyes of a smile without making a sound.

In normal times, they would gather around the campfire, barbecue meat, drink wine, and even dance hotly on such nights, but not tonight, this is a grim night! Xue Dao has issued a ban on alcohol. Of course, drinking can make mistakes, and even mistakes others or their own lives, of course they know it very well, but they just don't get happy. Before these terrible battles, they would never think about whether they would die tomorrow, but something farther away than tomorrow, something that haunted their hearts but could not be fathomed.

A young soldier of about sixteen years old hummed a song softly: "There are abundant crops / herds of cattle and sheep / there people are warm / love each other / there ...... That's my hometown/When I betrayed when I was young/I thought it was a cage/When I grew up to be frustrated/I knew that it was heaven/How many tears can't wash away the old regrets......"

It is a song of homesickness, which is widely circulated among prodigal sons or soldiers or other people who are in a foreign land, and it is believed to be a classic. When he was singing, he had just sung a few words, and his throat suddenly blocked, and he couldn't swallow it, but tears flowed out. The other soldiers continued to sing, which was what they wanted to say, though they could not necessarily be heard from thousands of miles away.

Are they just walking corpses, butchers who only obey orders, and the slaughter has distorted their humanity, and they don't even have a lot of basic human things, is it their fault? They don't even know if it's wrong or right, because they're just the walking dead. But they still have something in their hearts, something that will creep out under certain circumstances, such as tonight, and make them think in their heads, a bunch of walking dead with ephemeral thoughts.

Almost everyone sang a song, and the song echoed in the forest, and it did not subside for a long time. Nightbirds and beasts that had been chirping were silent, not just infected or frightened. This kind of chorus is common in the army, but there are very few such feelings, maybe never at all, but it happened tonight.

This shows that Si Ye is indeed weird. Strange things always happen on weird nights, and that's one of them.

Could there be anything else?

The wind blew the forest, and the salsa rattled, blowing the song away—the song stopped as if a whip had strangled their necks—fear!

Why do they feel this way? It's not creepy, it's like skin, muscles and bones are exposed! Is it because it's cold and sudden?

They can't tell.

In short, something strange must be happening.