40,000 Years of Cultivation

As the so-called "moves the whole body with one start", the traces of the large-scale mobilization of the steam army are impossible not to be grasped by the Fist Temple.

The main force of the Iron Fist Army was originally looking for a strategic decisive battle with the Steam Army. Now they no longer hide their true strength. Dozens of troops and hundreds of priests of the Fist Temple are like a swarm of enraged hornets. Approaching the village where Chaoges is.

On the strategically important ground with a radius of a hundred miles, the elite of the two sides have been entangled tightly, and staged a good show where the brave wins when they meet in a narrow way, and when they die.

And more troops are still coming forward from all sides to enrich their murderous teams.

It's like two monsters with dozens of heads on each end. They opened hundreds of blood basins and bite each other tightly. This side is already covered with bruises and blood dripping, but the other side is still swelling and growing. And staring at the opponent intently, ready to give the opponent a fatal blow at any time.

The battle lines within a radius of a hundred li have already set off a **** storm.

The small village where Gus is located is like the center of the storm, still maintaining a fragile calm.

Speaking of it, the decisive battle between the two sides started because of him.

But in fact, he is like the fuse of an unprecedented explosion. Without him, the explosion is only a matter of time.

Therefore, after the main forces of the two sides collided fiercely, the commanders of each other focused all their attention on the opponent, instead of forgetting his existence.

In particular, the commander of the Southern Steam Army did not want this so-called "Holy Son" to gain greater influence, so as to affect his own status, but he did not want the "Holy Son" to be captured and killed by the enemy, which would increase morale. Suffer a devastating blow.

The so-called "Holy Son" is just like a mascot, and it is best to be kept in a safer rear.

Therefore, in the next few days, even though Gus's body had recovered, he could not go to the fiercest front line, and even failed to see the high-level and commander of the Southern Steam Army.

The most he saw were the wounded soldiers sent from the front line, as well as the old and weak women and children who took care of the wounded soldiers.

The Steam Army regarded his village as a battlefield hospital.

Of course, the world of Boxing God has just developed into the embryonic stage of the steam age. The concept of the so-called "battlefield hospital" is actually extremely imperfect. There is no good way to treat the wounded with broken muscles or even **** flesh. In addition to applying placebo-like herbal medicines and bandaging, one can only hope that his "Holy Son" can bring about the miracle of healing without medicine.

It is a pity that the so-called miracle is something that cannot be copied.

For several sleepless days and nights, Gus stayed beside the wounded who were **** or even inhuman, awkwardly praying and healing for them.

But the only thing he could do was to listen to the groan of the other side getting weaker and weaker before he died, and then watched the wounded men spit out dim blood bubbles one by one, one by one, until the last one.

Although their enemies are often unarmed.

However, the iron fist army who has undergone cruel training has a body as steel as iron, and its fists are more like siege hammers and heavy artillery. When they dance wildly, they have a power of tens of thousands of kilograms, which is the literal meaning of "death if touched, rubbed Just die".

The significance of sending the wounded from such an iron fist bombardment to the rear is not so much for treatment, as it is not to let them die tragically on the front line, so as not to ruin morale.

Although not many wounded were saved, no one blamed Gus for not doing his best.

Everyone still believes in the identity of his "Holy Son", and there are even rumors that if you die under Gus's prayer, your soul will be able to rise up with the steam and go to the real heaven.

As a result, there are more wounded who need Gus. Many of the wounded who are seriously injured and fall into dying frenzy can hardly wait to hope that they can die under Gus's prayers.

There are also those elderly, weak, women and children who take care of the wounded. There are no full-time doctors and nurses in the battlefield hospitals of Boxing World. The people who take care of the wounded are nothing but civilians who have been affected and displaced by the war.

Many children’s parents are fanatics of the Steam Cult. They may have turned into a puddle of mud under the enemy’s iron fist bombardment in the intrepid charge.

Such children have all become Gus's diehards, and they worship him fanatically, like little tails that can't be thrown off, following Gus day and night.

Gus also heard the stories of countless fans of machinery and steam from the wounded and enthusiastic little admirers.

In fact, it's nothing unusual.

It's nothing more than how the Fist Temple forced people to survive, and severely cracked down on various inventions related to machinery and steam. In the end, officials forced the people instead.

But these have happened countless times, and there will be countless stories in the future. They are spoken from the mouths that spurt blood, from the innocent eyes, and they tremble with twists and shapes. The handwriting of Gus gave Gus a particularly strong shock.

This is a deformed world.

Gus had never realized this so deeply before he watched hundreds of people, in a brutal and **** form, tragically dying in front of him.

Hundred-legged insects are dead but not stiff. Even if the Steam Army really wins this so-called "strategic decisive battle", it does not mean that the Iron Fist Army is completely annihilated and the rule of the Fist Temple has completely collapsed.

The Steam Army at most consolidates the rule of the South, and then the world of Fist God will enter a state of confrontation between the North and the South.

In the next 100 years or even thousands of years, the fierce battle of countless dead bodies and blood flowing will continue, turning this world into a **** of Shura.

Even if machinery and steam teaching completely defeated the Temple of Fist and brought the entire world into the steam age, Gus already knew that steam civilization is still not the highest form of civilization. One day, new powers will rise again, and they will be ruined. , Sweep the power of steam into the garbage dump of history.

And in this process, how many innocent people will die tragically?

Gus didn't know.

He was entangled.

Holding the hands of the wounded soldiers who are gradually cooling down-many wounded soldiers are not much older than him, their green faces are particularly pale against the red blood, listening to them whisper the names of father, mother and beloved girl , Gus really, there is really no way not to treat them as living, flesh and blood people.

However, if Gus watched the world of Fist God fall into a century or even a thousand-year **** battle, turning these living people like him into a meaningless number of casualties in Shura Hell, he, he would never accept .

"If there is really a perfect paradise that can transfer everyone into it and live a carefree, forgetful life, wouldn't it be good?"

In the dead of night, when he was wearily curled up on the corner of the bed and took a nap, this ghostly thought would come to mind uncontrollably.