The bear stood at the front of everyone, standing among the corpses of the ninjas. On the soft sword he held in his hand, at the tip of the sword, blood kept flowing down the direction of the soft sword.

Xiong's expression was cold, as if he was a little relieved, and for a moment, he seemed to be relieved.

I saw that the bear suddenly moved, he stabbed the soft sword in his hand into the ground in front of him, raised his head, clenched his hands, and roared at the sky, "Ah!"

The roar of the bear shook the mountains, shook the woods, and resounded through the sky.

At the same time, everyone's eyes stayed on the bear.

There were still more than 2,000 light horsemen left, and there were more than 4,000 slaves, and none of the Daoists were injured. However, at this moment, no one spoke, did not make any sound, everyone looked at the bear so quietly, as if waiting for the bear to say something.

But the bear didn't say anything, he just raised his head and roared towards the sky, letting his voice echo across the vast land.

After a long time, the bear stopped, sat on his knees on the ground all of a sudden, looked at the corpse in front of him, and showed a sad look in his eyes.

Shao Yu was not far from the bear's side. When he saw the bear's expression, Shao Yu couldn't help frowning, and then walked towards the bear, "Bear, it's all over, no matter how sad you are, it won't help, these dead people can't be resurrected." ”

"I know. "However, this is not my original intention, I don't want any of them to die, any of them!"

"I understand!" Shao Yu said, took a step forward, squatted down, and hugged the bear in his arms, "I'm your brother, how can I not understand you?"

"Brother?" Xiong was a little flustered, and repeated these two words in his mouth, and then his eyes revealed a trace of clarity, and he hugged Shaoyu tightly, "Yes, my brother!"

After hearing Xiong's words, Shao Yu's heart was much more steady, which at least proved that Xiong had not collapsed.

The nearly 20,000 corpses on the battlefield are enough to reach the terrifying Cheng dù, and nearly a quarter of these corpses are Xiong's masterpieces, which is enough to make people staggered. While killing, the bear was completely red-eyed, and seemed to have fused with the sword in his hand.

It was only when the dust settled that the bear realized what he had done.

Although the slave legion led by Xiong won, Xiong is still not happy.

The losses on the side of the Slave Legion were about nearly a thousand, and the number of wounded was twice as many as the number of dead, which may be much less than the Ninja Legion, but Xiong was not satisfied with this number.

"Each of them has their own family, their own life, and their own dreams. The bear looked at the corpse of a dead slave and said to Shao Yu, "But who deprived them of their lives, who deprived them of their dreams?"

"It's war. Shao Yu replied lightly, "In the war, death and injury are inevitable, Xiong, you don't have to blame yourself, they are also fighting for their dreams, even if they die, they are willing and have no complaints." ”

"But I don't want any of them to die!" the bear closed his eyes again.

A touch of sorrow, shining dewdrops, slowly slid from the corners of the bear's eyes.

Bear, crying.

Few people have ever seen the tears of a bear.

In everyone's eyes, the bear is a strong warrior, even if he falls into a place of no return, the bear will not be sad, will not cry, he will raise his fist, and fight against the truth that everyone in the world thinks is correct!

"Brothers!" said the bear abruptly to his feet, wiping tears from the corners of his eyes.

The bear's loud voice echoed in the wilderness.

Everyone was focused on hearing the bear's voice.

In the eyes of the slaves and the light cavalry, the bear was the soul of the battle, and it was because of the bear's existence that they would win.

In other words, if the commander of this battle is not a bear, then the Slave Legion has no chance of winning at all. Even if they have the support of the Daogu, and the assistance of the light cavalry.

"Let's mourn in silence for our dead brother!" Xiong's words made everyone's bodies tremble.

On this battlefield, the dead slaves all stayed together for a long time.

Although, they don't usually communicate with each other, and they don't have much contact, because the hired guards deliberately separate them to reduce contact between them. But they didn't let that distancing them from each other. They all come from the same place, the Central Plains, and they all share the same hope.

The slaves were actually very sad about the death of the people around them, although they knew that there would inevitably be deaths and injuries in the battle, and they were facing so many ninja elites.

But none of them thought about who died, and they didn't know who would die. Even some people don't know their names even after they die.

A slave whose skull had been cut off in half, still alive, sat on the ground, leaning against a banyan tree, two lines of tears streaming from his eyes.

He won't forget how he survived.

When a ninja stabbed at him with a katana, a slave next to him rushed over and blocked the ninja, but the katana in the ninja's hand stabbed the ninja in the chest.

The fight is cold.

The battle is silent.

The battle is pathetic.

Everyone, after hearing Xiong's words, stood up solemnly and looked at the corpses of their compatriots beside them, in front of them, solemnly and solemnly, simple and respectful, "Go all the way, brothers!"

"Why did we survive?" the bear's voice rang out again, "would you have survived without their deaths?"

Xiong's words brought most people to tears. This feeling can only be understood after experiencing that miserable battle, experiencing the land of life and death.

"Attention everyone, clean up the battlefield!" Bear suddenly saw a slave with a slightly shaky arm among the corpses. At this moment, the bear immediately ran towards that side as if he was crazy.

When he ran to the slave, the bear noticed that the slave was not dead, but that he had only been severely wounded in the arm and his body was crushed.

The bear immediately dragged the man above him aside, quickly came to the slave's side, slowly helped him up, and called someone to take care of the slave, "Is there anyone, come and take care of him, there should be salvation!" Everyone immediately starts to clean up the battlefield now, but if you find that you still have a breath of compatriots, save them as much as possible!"

Life is no joke.

At the sound of the order, all the slaves began to act immediately, and even some wounded slaves, as long as they could still move, also acted on the battlefield. Those light horsemen have also joined in the rescue and aid operation, they are all human beings, and they are all human, how can they ignore the life and death of their own compatriots?

During the whole process, Gao Mumu was quietly watching the bear on the side, and at this moment, she didn't want to say anything, and she couldn't say anything.