Chapter Eighty-Seven: Sanskrit
The three-headed demon spirit, human beings rely on combat methods and wisdom alone to kill one, such a record makes all races admire, but the battle situation in front of them is not yet time to celebrate, the other two demon spirits break through the shackles of the sea of fire and begin to wreak havoc and kill, because the highly corrosive black mud covered around them makes all the melee soldiers helpless, and the long-range strike impact is offset by the black mud before it touches the demon spirit body. The situation www.biquge.info turned into a one-sided situation, and the heart of the dark watch was anxious, if the two demon spirits could not be solved as quickly as possible, and when the spirit king appeared, everyone present at this time was afraid that they would not be able to escape their doom.
"Let Ying'er come out. The light under Zheng's right index finger turned golden, and the right staff officer who said a faint sentence turned dark. "General, there are no less than 100,000 soldiers present, such a scale, if Ying'er comes out, I'm afraid~" The right staff officer vaguely expressed his concerns, but Zheng didn't talk again, just quietly waited for the order to be executed, the right staff officer gritted his teeth fiercely and personally passed the order.
In the central battlefield, the soldiers are dodging the deadly attack, and this feeling of power and nowhere to use makes them uncomfortable, and at this time, a melodious song reaches the ears of the soldiers.
"Who has never thought that if you are happy and healthy, how can you help the world to be cold? Life and death are impermanent, see through the dust waves, and hope that you are safe under the hillside. ”
At the top of the command tower, a girl **** walked out slowly with her feet, her slightly pale skin and unadorned white dress made her incompatible with this chaotic battlefield, she was singing with her eyes closed, her soft voice made every soldier's tense nerves relaxed, and the song expressing lovesickness touched the heartstrings of many men.
"On the bloody battlefield, everything is killed, for whom is wearing military uniform. Hot-blooded son, life and death, forever with the grave to complain. ”
All the soldiers relaxed their movements unusually tacitly, and the chaotic battlefield at this time only the singing voice was wafting, I don't know if it was an illusion, even the movements of the demon spirit were a little slower, the girl in white became the focus of the audience, and the shadow was extremely surprised, this song is not as simple as an ordinary good sound, there seems to be a kind of magic in it, which can enter people's hearts, if this is an attack, it will be terrible. A drop of crystal fell from Zheng's flickering fluorescent eyes, and the right staff officer was already choked up.
"The arrogant man fights in all directions, without worrying about life and death, crisscrossing the field, ten thousand people, what does it matter if the horse leather shroud. Kill all the charms and spirits, dare to discuss the short and long with the world, break the strong, fight high, and drink the blood of the enemy to rejuvenate the country. ”
The style of music suddenly changed from gentle lovesickness to reverberation, and the mood of all the soldiers was transformed again with the song, a fire in the chest was instantly ignited, and the unprecedented battle spirit erupted, a group of human warriors were inspired by the song, holding heavy swords and charging towards the demon spirit, and the demon spirit also woke up from the loss just now, and angrily slapped the giant hand to the ground, forming a black wave in front of the soldier. Just when the two sides came into contact, a layer of misty golden light appeared on the soldiers' bodies, and the golden light blocked the black mud that invaded the soldiers, bursts of white smoke came out, and the deadly black mud was dissolved, and the soldiers launched an attack on the demon spirit like a tiger out of the gate.
Ying'er is a Jinyuan-level warrior, the body of Jinyuan is called Sanskrit, this is a very strange ability, she can't call the gold element herself, but she can communicate with the gold element through singing, so that it can have a good impression and attach to any creature that hears the song, which is an extremely important auxiliary in wartime. Ying'er also has an identity, she is Zheng's own granddaughter, Zheng regards her as a pearl in her palm, very spoiled, when she was a child, Ying'er's favorite thing to do was to ride on her grandfather's shoulder and sing for him. Ying'er is a cheerful and lively girl, and there is no one in the army who doesn't like her, but everything changed after that accident.
Bloody Day, a nightmare for mankind, on that day, the Beast Horn coalition suddenly launched a large-scale surprise attack on the human army, the battle was tragic and abnormal, every human resisted desperately, and Zheng assisted Carly as a lieutenant to organize a resistance to the enemy. At that time, if you want to slow down the offensive of the Beast Alliance, you must block the communication between the various ethnic groups, Ying'er's parents as the commando leader led the raid on the insect and beast camp, wanting to eliminate the insect control master who controls the tired ear worm, but the Beast Alliance has been prepared for a long time, and they fell into the trap that has been laid out long ago. Ying'er's parents eventually died with the insect controller, buying precious time for humanity. When the battle ended, Ying'er learned of her parents' death, but the most unacceptable thing for her was that her grandfather personally ordered her parents to go on the expedition, she hated her grandfather's ruthlessness, and she also hated her weakness.
Zheng didn't explain why he did this, nor did he say sorry to his granddaughter, he would take Zheng with him wherever he went, and Ying'er didn't resist, and followed like a puppet. When the right staff officer came to Ying'er's room with Zheng's order, the girl was surprisingly calm, she just silently took off the necklace given by her mother and put it in the wooden box, and followed the right staff officer to the battlefield barefoot.
At this time, Ying'er stood at the top of the tower, Zheng stood in the tower, there was only a layer of wood between them, Zheng stopped the deduction in his hand for the first time, and looked at the misty golden light emitted by his body stupidly, Ying'er as a medium of communication between the gold element and the soldiers, felt the emotions of the soldiers on the field, most people fought with a sense of no regrets, even if they fell, there was no trace of resentment. And among the many emotions, the emotions that belong to the grandfather are particularly obvious, that is a kind of sadness that is desperate, a kind of helplessness, just a moment of feeling makes this girl teary-eyed, it turns out that grandpa has been experiencing and enduring this feeling, that personally ordered a group of soldiers to die The feeling is definitely more terrifying than death itself.
"Ying'er, I'm sorry. Zheng said a sentence in a low voice, the old tears were full of tears, and he no longer had the appearance of the military god who looked down on everything, at this time he was just a lonely and helpless old man, a poor old man who could only carry everything for the righteousness in his heart. A warm smile that could make the iceberg melt appeared on Ying'er's face after Zheng's whisper.
"The smoke of gunpowder dispersed and I was confused, looking up at the moon and being sad, frustrated and hesitant, helpless and sad, and I would rather bury the mountain with white bones. Blood is thicker than water and will never forget, who dares to think without regrets in this life, singing loudly, wandering wantonly, Huangquan reunites to talk about family life. Words ~ home ~ often!"
The last aftermath lingered for a long time, Ying'er also turned into a golden statue in the aftermath, in the face of so many soldiers, such a fate was doomed when she opened the body of Jinyuan, at this time she had overdrawn too much, and finally assimilated with Jin, completely leaving Zheng, at the end of that aftersound, only Zheng heard Ying'er's last words. "Grandpa, I'm sorry, thank you. Zheng knelt on the ground in pain, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he kept roaring in a low voice, he kept hammering the floor with his head, blood mixed with tears kept dripping, but the pain of the wound could not relieve the slightest pain in his heart, at this time he wanted to go with Ying'er, go to Huangquan, and return to the days when she sang on his shoulder. On the battlefield, Zheng's deployment reversed the situation, and at this time, the demon spirit was defeated in front of the strengthened soldiers, and Zheng exchanged the life of one person for a brilliant victory. But emotionally, Zheng has sold his soul, because what he has given up is his only relative in this world.