Throughout August,

In the first half of the month, Dajin was immersed in the joy of singing and dancing.

However, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It was supposed to be a good day that the whole world celebrated, but because of the fall of Sanpin Confucianism, the entire Great Jin Dynasty was shrouded in the clouds of war.

Then the Fengchuan incident happened.

The 3,000-mile battlefield has become a place of worldwide attention.

The battle of Fengchuan was related to the northern border and even the entire Great Jin Dynasty.

Even if it is called a battle of national fortunes, it is not unavoidable.

From the day the convening order was issued, no one could escape the involvement.

The Kuijie students who were still on the battlefield in the north set off for the 3,000-mile battlefield in Fengchuan.

Far away from the north, the scribes and warriors below the sixth rank also rushed to Fengchuan one after another.

In this war, Dajin cannot afford to lose.

However, since the opening of the three-thousand-mile battlefield, the demon clan has always taken the initiative.

Every day, the Wenchang Monument and the Wude Monument will have a battle report handed down.

In four words.

That's to win less and lose more.

More and more people are ready to go.

At the same time, the garrisons began to move north.

After preventing the final defeat of the 3,000-mile battlefield in Fengchuan, the demon army raised troops and marched south.

Annan also left, and before leaving, he "viciously" pulled Li Changan in front of him, raised his head slightly, and looked at Li Changan who was close at hand.

"If Lao Tzu dies, remember to burn paper for Lao Tzu."

"In addition, if you like which daughter of the An family, hurry up and welcome you to the door, and leave a child surnamed An in the future, and it will be called Annan."

After speaking, he treated Li Changan as garbage on the side of the road, threw it aside, and then walked away.

Li Changan really can't understand this kind of rich kid's style.

One by one, it's like the melon seeds in the head have been pouted by a donkey.

If you want to be your own son, won't you just call your father and it's over?

Back to the college,

Ben is going to continue today's math lessons.

But Zhang Shaobai raised his hand directly, "Teach Li, the situation on the three-thousand-mile battlefield in Fengchuan is now critical, should we just waste it?" ”

"yes, there's always something we can do, right?"

Zhang Shaobai's words aroused the recognition of many people.

Li Changan pressed his hands and motioned for everyone to be quiet, "I understand what everyone means." ”

"The rise and fall of a country is the responsibility of everyone, and everyone has what they can do."

"But these things don't mean that everyone should go directly to the battlefield to die."

"Everyone present is an eighth or ninth grade, and this kind of strength goes, and there is no second use except to send them to death."

"It's better to be like Chen Lun and work hard to help more people earn silver, which is also contributing to the Jin Kingdom."

"Even if you donate more silver, you can use it for military expenses."

Gu Qiuyan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Li Changan's next words.

"The two demon clans now regard the 3,000-mile battlefield of Fengchuan as a key battlefield that determines the direction of the war."

"The demon clan is constantly increasing its troops, and the Great Jin is also deploying troops."

"There is now a deep pit that can never be filled, and human life is as cheap as mustard."

"If you go there it will be of no use at all, but it will cause chaos to the people who are fighting there."

Li Changan's gaze swept over everyone's faces, "If anyone of you has entered the seventh rank and wants to participate in the war, I will never stop you." ”

"But if it's just eight pins, stay here honestly, and no one wants to go."

Inside the school, the silence is terrible.

Li Changan had just finished training the students on the front foot, and was called to the ninth floor by Qin Xiuman on the back foot.

"Both friends went to Fengchuan, what do you think?"

Qin Xiuman and Xu Nian were both there, and the two of them looked at Li Changan together.

Li Changan saluted respectfully, and then replied: "It's useless for students to have ideas. ”

"That means there's an idea."

"I have an idea, but I can't do it." Li Changan said truthfully, "Whether it is an eight-rank scribe or an eight-rank martial artist, they are not even qualified to participate in the war. ”

"It's not a victory that can be piled up by human life."

Xu Nian's old-fashioned face didn't have the slightest expression, "It's good that you can know this." ”

"In this battle, the chance of Qipin surviving will not exceed thirty percent, or even lower."

"Even if you are a Kuijie student, you can't guarantee that you will survive, and He Ruzhong is proof of this."

"People below the seventh grade have gone, and they are completely the rations of the demon clan."

Li Changan nodded.

During the Longmen competition, He Ruzhong beat Li Lingfeng of Bailu Academy and won the first place.

The scenery is unparalleled for a while.

However, on the battlefield of Fengchuan, his arms were cut off, and his martial arts cultivation was completely wasted.

With such an ending, how can it not be alarming?

was admonished again, and Li Changan was very helpless.

I'm not a fool, so why don't you go to the north to find death at this time?

Is it given away for free?

It's glorious to die in Fengchuan, what should the family do?

Counting on the Jin Kingdom for a pension?

Don't make this joke, so many veterans can't even support themselves after they come back.

Not to mention the families of soldiers who died in battle?

On the ninth floor, twenty percent of the students had already set off for the three-thousand-mile battlefield in Fengchuan.

Zhou Ziyu and Annan are just two of them.

Li Changan sat back in his place, looked at the vacant seat beside him, and sighed lightly.

This person just left, why didn't he think it was boring?

In other words, the whole academy is no longer interesting.

The poems and essays on the Wensheng list are still wonderful, and the annual calligraphy and painting list is on the list again.

However, almost everyone's attention was turned to the Fengchuan battlefield in the north.

This is true of the academy, and so it is with the people of the city.

Up to the big restaurant, down to the wine shop and restaurant, all about the latest battle report on the 3,000-mile battlefield in Fengchuan.

Even the operas and storytellings in the hook column have become war content.

Even back home,

Liu Linglong will also pull Li Changan to discuss.

Only Liu Zhiyin was very worried, "Chang'an, I heard that many students in the academy have gone to the north. ”

"Hmm." Li Changan nodded, "Heaven and Earth Courtyard has gone to more than two percent. ”

"The war in Fengchuan is tight, and the demon clan is pressing forward step by step, so there is no way to sit still."

"Brother Zhou and Brother An have gone."

Liu Zhiyin nervously grabbed Li Changan's hand, "Chang'an, then you ......"

Li Changan said softly with relief, "Don't worry, I don't have enough strength to go." ”

"Really?"

"Really."

Jiang Ayayan, who had always been independent by her side, suddenly leaned into Li Changan's ear, "You are lying to her." ”

Li Changan, Liu Zhiyin, and Liu Linglong walked into the north house together, "What did I lie to her?" It's true that the strength is not enough, and you can't go. ”

"Do you want me to come with you?" Jiang Yanyan asked with a blink of inky jade eyes.

Li Changan was stunned for a moment, "You don't cultivate, what can you do if you go?" It's too dangerous there, but it's safest to stay here. ”

"I seem to have a little impression of the name Fengchuan." Jiang Ayayan seemed to remember something, "It's not because I've seen too much during this time." ”

"It's this place, which should have something to do with me."

Li Changan looked over, "No matter how relevant it is, you can't go." ”

"When can I go?"

"Wait for the border battlefield, push 30,000 miles to the north, and Fengchuan will completely become the hinterland of the Great Jin Dynasty."

"Li Changan, don't you keep treating me as an ignorant child and pushing 30,000 miles north? It is impossible to do it when the Great Jin dies. ”

Jiang Ayan's bite on Li Changan's arm.

……

Night

Li Changan fell into a dream again.

However, when he saw the two eye-catching characters "Juyong" on the broken city wall, he was suddenly struck by lightning.

The next moment, two familiar faces that seemed to penetrate into the soul flashed.