Six years have passed, and Fengtian City, in its twilight years, seems to be really lonely.

The dense tombstones at the foot of Fengtian City Mountain, one after another, are neatly arranged, and thick relics are piled up in front of each tombstone.

Several old women approached, tore the cork from the wine bottle, and sprinkled it on the hillside, spilling it on every grave.

For sixty years, it seemed like there would be a worship every once in a while, and they had become accustomed to doing the same.

No one cried, no tears were heard, and there was only a reluctant smile on the faces of these old women.

"Nobody, nobody."

Shaking his head and laughing.

The 2,000 garrison troops of the Great Yan are now all wiped out, piling up at the foot of this mountain, and the city is full of old and weak women and children, more than 400 people, most of their clothes are in tatters, and they even have to eat and eat carefully, let alone enter the battle.

The old woman raised her head, revealing her cloudy old eyes, and said with a smile: "Baili, the young picked you up to Fengtian City, do you resent General Fu?" Now it's hard for you to stay in the lonely city with us old immortals......"

"No!"

Ling Baili shook his head.

He knew that if it weren't for them, he would have starved to death on the side of the road, and that his current situation should be much better than that of the refugees who wandered to death.

This is the hometown of the soldiers stationed in the two thousand Great Flames.

Even for the sake of these only four hundred women and children, he Ling Baili would not leave without permission, and he would linger.

"Old fellows, poor boy!"

An old woman sighed.

"It's a pity that this skin, it's a pity that it's a handsome white skin, if it's in the capital, it's a son......" Another old woman sighed.

There is only one soldier left in the Fengtian Army now, and that is him Ling Baili.

Ling Baili, who went to the battlefield at the age of ten and was brave and good at fighting, was a young soldier who deceived me on the battlefield and grew up in the chaos of war.

In six years, he learned so much.

"Alas, confused, now the news that all the veterans of Fengtian City have returned must soon reach the barbarians in the north."

"Baili, you return, return to the land we yearn for, we have to descend."

The old women's tone was a little heavy, and they thought about it for a long time.

Fengtian City has been guarded for sixty years, and those dead Great Yan soldiers are dedicated to their Great Yan Dynasty, which is their sense of belonging.

And Ling Baili is not for a Great Yan Dynasty that he has never understood, he has the ability, and naturally he is to protect this group of amiable compatriots, that's all.

"In the past sixty years, not a single barbarian from the north has crossed the Fengtian Pass, and now he has come to me to be the forerunner? I can't do that, grandma. ”

Ling Baili shook his head.

"You have a good appearance, coupled with martial arts that are different from those of your peers, and even the local barbarians have persuaded you to surrender many times, and you should be a general, these are your strengths, return to Dayan, grow for a few years, and avenge us ......" The old woman's words were full of helplessness.

They don't want the little general in front of them to die like this, but there is no way to change reality.

"Grandma, don't talk about it...... Ling Baili's expression was slightly gloomy, "If I take over the heavy responsibility but fall, I will be killed by the old men after I go down to the Yellow Spring." ”

Hearing this, the old ladies sighed one after another.

The young man looked like a rock, and left alone.

Follow the long building and walk down the city wall.

There were only a dozen or so soldiers guarding the city on the city wall, looking at the lonely reflection, a little regretful.

They once had the same dream, to protect their own land, but now, they have no way to recover.

Ling Baili took off his armor, revealing his solid body,

Although he is thin, his muscles are extremely strong, and it can be seen that this little general is fighting on the battlefield, and he is definitely not slacking off or lazy, but fighting unremittingly.

In the past six years, my mother left me at the age of three, and my father died in battle when I was eight years old.

Although the bitterness is a bit bitter, the golden finger brought by the crossing is also gradually reflected in the war.

【Game System】

The familiar operation interface panel in front of you is the popular game "Strange Immortals", which also clearly introduces the various scores of this body.

Stamina, Strength, Intelligence, Agility......

His profession is divided into a spearman, in the jargon is a trumpet, the profession bonus is naturally flexible and fast with a gun, and he wields a spear on the battlefield, which often makes the barbarians busy.

Most of the data is the same as the game interface, except that the level data in the game is missing, and instead of it, the cultivation realm is ......

Ling Baili, who had never been in contact with the method of cultivation, was naturally in the realm of mortals.

It was only when the eight hundred barbarians attacked Fengtian City that Ling Baili discovered the usefulness of his golden finger.

[Switch Account], in addition to the identity of his own gunman, there are actually three full-level accounts that Ling Baili had practiced by himself before in this panel.

The one-eyed swordsman, the ghost stinger, and the evil elixir pharmacist, three powerful identities, let him have several extremely terrifying hole cards.

But the great strength is not unlimited, the spirit points! Spending this increasingly large number on the board is a necessity for switching accounts.

Fortunately, this spiritual value point will increase a little every day, after calculation, every ten days, Ling Baili can get the one-eyed swordsman account for five minutes, but the strange thing is that if you don't have an ultimate experience card, you can't use the ultimate.

I don't know if it's to pinch the game character into a one-eyed look, since that time after using the one-eyed swordsman to kill the barbarian, Ling Baili's right eye has recovered for half a month, and only then can he see things clearly.

Ling Baili put on his armor and checked the city guards at each corner of the city tower, that is, a few reinforced stone wall points, this was done to prevent the barbarians from erecting ladders to force the city wall, once the city wall was lost, those barbarians could easily attack the city, and there was a city of old and weak women and children behind him.

"Boom, Boom......" A chaotic roar of horses came from the North.

The city has been defended for a long time, and in Fengtian City, even a five-year-old child can know that it is the northern barbarians who are going to attack this territory, and they tremble, and they don't know how long they can live in peace.

Ling Baili pulled out the spear behind his back, stabbed it hard in the sand, and then leaned on the iron spear and waited for the big battle.

As the vague large crowd appeared, Ling Baili also roughly saw the number of troops sent this time, about thirty people, driving horses.

The thirty barbarian army, like a black cloth, attacked towards Mukden City.

They were armed with large axes and bows at their waists, and each of them was clothed in heavy animal skin armor and wore a felt hat on his head, which obscured most of his face.

"Barbarian!"

Seeing the enemy soldiers in the distance, Ling Baili's eyes flashed with a cold glint, this brute was what he hated the most.

About 200 meters, the barbarian stopped.

Looking at the young people downstairs at the city gate, they all showed admiration, at this age, there is such courage.

It is admiration that the northern barbarians are flamboyant and warlike by nature, but after encountering a tenacious little general like Ling Baili, he was naturally impressed by him, if he was born in a dynasty realm, he must also be a famous general.

Now it is in the period of the great victory of the Northern Barbarians, and for decades, the Great Yan Dynasty has lost many pieces of land, lost territory, and lost the people.

No one wants to rush to the national capital, but this small Fengtian City has held on for sixty years, even if there is only one person left, there is still no intention of fleeing.

Admirable!

But the military order is like a mountain, and if this city is not removed, it is a slap in the face of the people of the northern region.

Among these people, a maroon war horse was the most eye-catching, with a tall head, a thick mane, a huge head, a thick iron armor, and a pair of copper bell-like eyes revealing a fierce look.

On top of the mount, the yellow-haired and blue-eyed general roared: "Ling Baili, whether you can descend or not!" ”

His eyes were full of fire, this lonely city that had been nearly sixty years old was stubborn and unfortunate, and if he was allowed to take it and return to the Northern Regions, his prestige would naturally increase a lot.

"Don't fall!"

Ling Baili replied without hesitation, his eyes flashing with the luster of battle.

The two words are like a handful of cold water poured on the fiery heart of the general.

"Poor vegetable god toad!" With the blonde general roaring, more than thirty people were dispatched to smash Fengtian City.

Looking at the incoming enemy, Ling Baili took out his spear and held it in his hand.

"What kind of bird language is spoken?"

At the beginning of the war, a spear rushed into the pile, smashed a horse away, and the brute fell down.

In the next second, Ling Baili rushed towards the crowd, raised his spear, and waved it wantonly.

Breaking the mountain!

Ling Baili smashed the spear hard, every move was a powerful mountain, and every blow would knock over a barbarian.

This was the result of years of practice against the barbarians, who believed that the god of the golden body rarely dodged, believing that the god of the golden body would bless them with every attack.

"The strength of this Central Plains person is really not weak!"

Looking at this scene, the barbarian with blond hair and blue eyes also showed a look of surprise, this man from the Central Plains was thin and thin, but his strength was terrifying, and he was able to overturn a horse with one shot, causing the barbarian army to fall.

The barbarians were brave and fearless, refusing to retreat, and soon most of them were gone.

"Up!!" The blonde general just wants a quick victory, and nearly a hundred people can't take a single Central Plains person, who can believe it?

Even if this kid is powerful, then crush him to death with numbers!

There are more and more barbarians, and Ling Baili can cope with the attacks from many aspects.

Suddenly, a broad axe smashed into the spear, and if it hadn't turned back in time, it would have almost died.

The owner of the axe was the blonde general, and his strength was so great that Ling Baili's arms trembled a little.

At this moment, he had a feeling of lack of strength.

"Retreat!!"

Ling Baili picked up the spear and swept three meters.

Suddenly, the flames were scattered.

Seizing the opportunity, the tip of the spear was like a man, stabbing these barbarians in the chest, and the barbarian iron cavalry was defeated and retreated.

Taking advantage of the situation, he jumped up, and the spear was thrown out suddenly, and many barbarians were stabbed to death, and blood was sprinkled on Ling Baili's armor.

The blonde general angrily scolded: "Tashi, Gazang! ”

True Nyima is reincarnated as a god of killing, can't he run out of power?

Ling Baili became more and more courageous, jumped on an iron horse, and smashed the Yellow Dragon in the barbarian iron cavalry trapped team!

"I don't need a big move to deal with you!" Ling Baili said in his heart.

A little cold came first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

The war is getting more and more intense! The barbarian's painful sound was in stark contrast to Ling Baili's vigorous screams!

"Run! Run! ”

The blonde general was stunned and frightened, and he didn't dare to play with his life anymore!

Hearing the number, the barbarian army hurriedly retreated and ran towards their hometown.

The lonely city that has not fallen for sixty years, the crazy killing god under the city!

If no one dies, the city will not be lost!

Ling Baili stared at these barbarian armies that were gradually disappearing in the distance, he would not let go of the guys who were staring at Fengtian so easily.

After knocking down two or three deserters one after another, Ling Baili took his horse and rode up, chasing after the blonde general.

The spear emitted a black light with a faint smell of blood, and it was shot straight out by Ling Baili, and the speed was extremely fast.

In the next second, a flower bloomed on the blonde general's chest, and then fell straight down.

Mukden, victory!