"Camp Commander Feng is back."

"The broken brothers are back."

The long convoy suddenly erupted into a series of cheers.

The crowd cheered.

In the distance, the horizon is already white, and a new day is coming.

The people who broke out of the Xucheng Base City immediately boiled when they heard that Battalion Commander Feng and the others had returned safely after the desperate death.

Last night, the shadow of Xucheng Base City being attacked by the beast tide has not yet dispersed in the hearts of many people, and the scene of the end coming and dragging the family and running for their lives frantically echoed in their minds for a long time and could not be dispersed.

Fortunately, the garrison of Xucheng, as well as the city head and others, reacted very quickly and made the most correct decision.

Before the city was broken, he took the initiative to attack, and before the beast tide formed a complete encirclement, he organized the evacuation of the residents in the city, and used the Xucheng base city as a bait to attract a large number of beast tides to the city!

Even so, the garrison paid a terrible price.

'The Steel Knife Battalion, the commander of the Xu battalion, is a death squad that has been strategically abandoned.

Their task is to firmly clamp the beast tide in the ruins of Xucheng Base City, and buy time for the people who have broken through and escaped.

In the eyes of everyone, this group of warriors who stood up in times of crisis were destined to die in the kiss of the beast.

I didn't expect to come back safely.

"Camp Commander Feng, they're back, what about the Star Beast? Did you chase after you?"

"It doesn't look like it."

"I inquired clearly, at the critical moment, Battalion Chief Xu and they received support."

"Support? Where's the support?"

"Yes, before the Star Beasts were encircled, we sent out so many requests for help, and those dog officials in Haijing City have always been indifferent, why did they suddenly come to support?"

"It's not the support of Haijing City, it's said that an ancient martial arts powerhouse has appeared."

"Ancient martial powerhouse?"

"Yes, it's very powerful," said a young warrior from the Steel Knife Battalion, who is said to be a sword immortal who flies into the sky."

The news spread among the fleeing crowd.

Regardless of whether the legend of the Sword Immortal is true or not, it seems that there are really not a large number of star beasts chasing after them in the rear, and people's hearts are gradually returning to their stomachs.

The direction of escape is Hai Jingcheng.

It is a total of 431 kilometers from Xucheng Base City to Haijingcheng.

But this is a straight-line distance.

Considering the difficulty of driving in the wilderness during the Cataclysmic Era, the vehicles available in the city are basically difficult to move in the depths of the wilderness with mountainous and hilly landscapes.

Only a few off-road motorcycles, as well as flying cars, can drive normally.

As a result, the speed of the fleeing party will be very slow.

In addition, there were some elderly and children in the crowd, as well as soldiers who had been wounded in previous battles, and they needed special care, which reduced the speed of movement.

As the team travels, they will also be attacked by star beasts along the way.

In short, it was a perilous escape.

According to the current speed of action, even if the light brain outlines the most effective route, it will take at least four days to reach Haijing City.

If there is no army to support them, I am afraid that more than half of them will die tragically on the way to escape.

"If there is no martial artist, you can also raise Qi Realm to help transport and take care of the wounded."

"Is there a doctor?"

"Warriors of the Rushing Realm, please stand up, we need more manpower to open the way ahead."

"Do you know how to repair machinery?"

"The city government buys excess energy blocks, please don't be stingy."

All kinds of shouts, announcements, rang out in the ranks.

Someone stepped forward.

"Are there any disciples who have reached heaven? I'm 'Bald Heavenly Venerable, a disciple under my command, who wants to join the escort team with me to open the way?'

A bald head with a body like an iron tower handed over the daughter he was holding in his arms

The wife, with messy hair, raised her arms and exhaled.

"I, I'm cultivating under Brother Dao......

"I'm Sister Su's ......"

"Me too, cultivating Ling Bo Weibu."

"I only listened to Master Tongtian's lecture for the first time a few days ago, and although I haven't cultivated the first level of Chen Jiuyang's Divine Skill, I can't afford to lose my share as a disciple of Tongtian."

"Me too......

"Me too."

Many men and women who were originally hesitant seemed to be injected with courage when they heard the words 'Disciple of Tongtian, disciple of heaven.'

You need to be upright.

You need to cultivate a chivalrous spirit.

Protection is weak.

Defend the country!

Teacher Tongtian's words suddenly echoed in their minds, making their blood roll and they all stood up.

Soon, a temporary formation of more than 3,000 people was integrated.

"Thank you."

With a bandage on his head and a broken arm, the head of the city, Fu Lai, appeared and saluted these 'disciples of Tongtian.

A few city government officials who were also wounded immediately came over to inquire about everyone's strength and actual occupation, and then arranged for these Tongtian disciples to quickly enter the tense and orderly work.

A hint of relief flashed across Huangfu Lai's face.

He is also an ancient warrior.

I will also regularly go to the Tongtian Guwu live broadcast room to listen to lectures.

Many ancient martial arts legends that have reached the heavens have also been cultivated.

Countless times I sighed at the profundity, completeness, exquisiteness and magnificence of the ancient martial arts of Tongtian, and also tortured countless times: What kind of pattern and courage can take out so many ancient martial arts true legends in one breath and let everyone in the world cultivate?

The true biography of ancient martial arts, in this era, is the capital treasured by the major sage families.

Ordinary people want to cultivate, unless they enter the family and sign a deed of sale, and act as a dog.

Otherwise, you can only cultivate those basic or castrated versions of the popular goods.

Even many universities in China have not been able to completely disclose their town school closures.

Even in the academic world, there are academic lords.

The successive commanders of Great Xia have worked hard to wear the stars and the moon, and I don't know how much effort and effort they have put in to open public schools in every base city.

But it is also facing the embarrassment of competing with large and small families up and down, being suppressed, poached, and robbed of students.

Even the White Deer Academy, the former cradle of saints, is now on the verge of disappearing.

In the past, there were also some people with dreams who tried to preach live in the virtual world of the optical network.

But in the end, they were all suppressed and disappeared.

But Tongtian persevered.

Huang Fu Lai tried to cultivate almost all the ancient martial arts of Tongtian, but his favorite one was the basic introductory martial arts of Dali Vajra Fist.

This fist method embodies a mighty and unyielding, slashing the evil spirit, can strengthen the spirit, develop the will, hone the mind, make people full of spirit, the heart is not invaded.

Just now when I saw the disciples of Tongtian come forward in the midst of the disaster, Huang Fu Lai's heart suddenly swelled with a strong sense of pride.

He saw the faces that were alive and full of courage.

Suddenly realized, maybe this is the right way to go?

Gunfire could be heard in the distance.

The crowd tensed.

But soon the sound of fighting died down.

Then there are drones flying at low altitudes and shouting to pacify.

It turned out that the soldiers of the garrison who were on guard patrol in the southeast met a group of fourth-level star beasts, and after a battle, they were expelled without danger.

"Fortunately, there was a sword fairy to help last night, otherwise...... The consequences are unimaginable." Huang Fu Lai looked at the long line, and a trace of worry appeared on his face.

His promotion to the head of Xucheng Base City was only one year.

Before he could make achievements, he encountered the disaster of breaking the city.

For the head of the city, the loss of land can be said to be an indelible stain on the official career.

But he couldn't care about it anymore.

Now we just want to be able to send these 360,000 Xucheng citizens to Haijing City as safely as possible.

And he himself, even if he died on the road, was willing.

"Many people can't walk anymore, discuss with the commander General Kang, and rest in place for twenty minutes."

Huang Fu said, "In addition, take out some of the city's reserve meals and water sources, distribute them to the civilians who lack food, and send my share as well."

"Yes."

The secretary next to him went to arrange it immediately.

The fleeing procession came to a halt for a moment.

In the crowd, a small, big-headed girl was cowered in her grandmother's arms, her eyes full of confusion.

Her parents, as well as her grandfather, were both martial artists.

He has been drafted into the convoy.

At the height of the breakout battle last night, every one of her relatives was fighting at the forefront.

It's dawn.

Except for her grandmother, who had been holding her tightly all the time, she didn't see any other relatives.

I asked several times and got no answer.

She looked at the wilderness sky with some blankness.

When she was within the city walls, what she longed for most was to go to the wilderness and run carefree.

But now, she only hopes that her parents, parents and grandfather can return to her safely.

There were staff who brought water and food.

The little girl took 20 ml of water of her own, moisturized her lips, and was about to drink it, when she saw a teenage boy two meters away, wearing a cyan robe, resting weakly against the rock.

The robes were stained with blood.

Even the sword he held in his arms was rusty.

His lips were cracked and dry.

The face is a little pale.

When the little girl saw him, she remembered her parents, who were also fighting to protect them.

So she got up from her grandmother's bosom.

"Here you go."

She came up to the boy and held up her small bottle.

The young man was stunned, looked at her, and said, "I'm not thirsty."

"Liar."

The little girl said, "Your mouth is cracked."

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