A Fourteen-Year-Old Man, Using Ordinary Martial Arts To Defeat The Gods!

Yu Feng also looked at Li Zhan, but said nothing.

Li Zhan knew what he was thinking.

He turned to look at the old village chief Chen Dai and other people in Chenjia Village, and then scanned the crowd at the recruitment field. He tried his best to restrain his emotions and said word by word: "A total of 9,720 people walked out of Chenjia Village from top to bottom. , no one has returned so far.”

"The only eleven men left in the village are here now!"

"Now, those 9,720 people fighting desperately on the battlefield to protect them are also among them."

"His grandfather! His father, his mother, his sisters and brothers...all entered the battlefield."

"Let me ask you. Can I... still let him go?"

"Can!"

…

Li Zhan asked coldly.

In an instant, everyone in the recruitment field fell into silence again. Their fists were clenched, and the scars in their hearts seemed to be torn open. An unspeakable sadness and silent hatred filled the air.

The alien race of Gou Ri!

Fuck the war!

Let our elderly and children go to the battlefield.

There was a sad roar in their hearts.

"Men in western Sichuan are full of passion!"

Li Zhan looked up at the sky and murmured: "But please leave some seeds for Western Sichuan and leave some seeds for the Western Sichuan Army!"

After gathering his emotions, Li Zhan left.

The old village chief Chen Dai was speechless. Even he doubted whether his decision was right or wrong.

Yu Feng stood there for a long time, Li Zhan also said the same thing, and he even dared not agree.

But this cannot defeat Chen Nuo's determination. Now that he has awakened his only talent, he can infinitely increase his dimension. Only by entering the battlefield and killing enemies can he obtain blood crystals and continue to become stronger.

"Xiao Nuo, how about..."

Chen Yu, who was also carrying a knife, looked at Chen Nuo and was ready to persuade him.

"Second brother, I must go."

Chen Nuo is determined not to change.

He looked at Chen Dai and others. Now these ten people were his only relatives. Once they entered the battlefield, their chances of survival were slim.

He had lost too much and would never sit idly by.

As long as he kills enough enemies, he can help them survive on the battlefield. How could he give up?

Chen Dai was silent for a moment, and after discussing with Chen Li, he said, "I'll talk to the officer again. You guys wait here."

After that, he left the recruitment field and headed to the military camp in the distance.

Some young people in the square came up to persuade Chen Nuo.

Chen Nuo was indifferent.

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military camp.

Li Zhan's office.

Chen Dai told Li Zhan about Chen Nuo's childhood.

Li Zhan listened silently.

After a long time, he raised his eyes and suddenly asked, as if asking himself, "Old man, we have fought for so many years and sacrificed so much, for what?"

Chen Dai sighed softly, "I am the one who least wants him to enter the battlefield! But this child has really grown up."

"After shedding all her tears and making her voice hoarse from crying, she had nothing left, so she picked up the blade and fought with the enemy without any scruples until the blood was gone. This is the determination of that child!"

…

Li Zhan turned his back to Chen Dai, but roared in a low voice: "He is only fourteen years old! He is only fourteen years old! In the past, he was still studying carefree in the school, but now he has to carry a knife on his back. battlefield……"

"But there is no choice!"

Chen Dai said.

The two were silent for a long time.

But finally.

Li Zhan also agreed.

This decision may be wrong, but living in such dark times, there is really no choice.

…

After returning to the recruiting field.

Chen Dai informed Chen Nuo of this decision.

Chen Nuo also breathed a sigh of relief.

The war was tense, and the front line would start in three days. Those who had registered immediately went to the military camp for preparation.

This belongs to the Ninth Army Corps in Western Sichuan.

A total of ten battalions were recruited this time, totaling 100,000 people!

All eleven people from Chenjiacun were incorporated into the third battalion of the Ninth Army Corps.

This was a decision that Li Zhan made privately in violation of military discipline and wanted the villagers to take care of him.

After joining the army, everyone is equipped with an alloy sword and a set of military uniforms made of good materials, and nothing else.

Western Sichuan is different from other places.

There are powerful battle armors elsewhere, even equipped with high-powered guns, special medical supplies, etc.

However, western Sichuan is located in a remote area and is in short supply of supplies, making it completely unaffordable.

For example, to build a set of battle armor, the rare materials required are unimaginable, so there is only the simplest weapon.

However, even with only one sword, the Western Sichuan Army fought extremely bravely!

These three days are also precious.

The instructor explains the battlefield conditions, the strengths and weaknesses of each race, and various ways to survive on the battlefield, etc...

The old village chief Chen Dai also made arrangements.

Early morning on the fourth day.

"I am Yan Qing, a reporter from the Western Sichuan Military Daily. I am now broadcasting for you the footage of the new Western Sichuan Army that is about to go to the battlefield. What you see now are our heroic Western Sichuan Army soldiers!"

A beautiful reporter in military uniform came to the train station.

The camera focuses on the endless train station and broadcasts the picture to various large screens and TVs in western Sichuan.

The huge and narrow train station is crowded with people and has no end in sight.

Two war trains with one hundred and fifty carriages lay quietly like giant dragons.

A square formation of one hundred people stood at each train entrance.

The eyes of the people throughout western Sichuan were closely watching.

One hundred thousand soldiers and one hundred thousand families!

These people are the sons of their parents and the fathers of their children!

As soon as we enter the battlefield, heaven and man will be separated from each other from now on!

Although it hurt, everyone could bear to watch because this might be the last time they see each other.

Yan Qing broadcast along the waiting platform.

Use images to record the people in each square team.

"Reporter Yang!"

A young man suddenly shouted.

Yan Qing hurried over and asked, "Do you have anything to say?"

The camera is also pointed at him.

The young man in military uniform nodded, looked at the camera, and smiled: "Xiaoying, don't wait for me, find someone who likes you and live a good life."

"I'm done!"

The young man looked at Yan Qing.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing said to the young man with just this sentence: "We all need to live well."

The young man just smiled and quickly glanced away.

But in a corner of western Sichuan, the girl watching the TV picture burst into tears.

"Reporter Yang, I also have something to say!"

"I have something to say too!"

Many people shouted one after another.

Yan Qing ran over again.

"Old man, please erect a monument for me!"

"Sister, take care of mom!"

"Child, you must live. No matter how difficult it is, you must...live!"

…

Can I come back after this trip?

Everyone has the answer in their heart!

"We will all try to live!"

"No matter how hard it is!"

One sentence made Yan Qing collapse emotionally, her eyes filled with tears and her voice choked with sobs.

The whole western Sichuan resounded with loud cries of grief, women, children, old and young, crying together.

Yan Qing wiped away her tears and tried to calm down her emotions. She came to the phalanx of the sixty-eighth car. The camera focused on the figures lined up in a straight line and scanned the crowd of young and old. They were clearly people from Chenjiacun.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

The camera focuses on Chen Nuo.

Chen Nuo looked at the camera and didn't know who to say.

Others have taken souvenirs, but he...

His whole family has gone to war, who should he tell?

Are there still people in Chenjiacun today?

The old village chief and others and the people in the queue all looked at Chen Nuo. They knew everything, and they felt inexplicably uncomfortable. The youngest one had already come out, and there was no one else there.

Chen Nuo looked at the camera and was silent for a few seconds, but then said to everyone: "If there is no future, we will fight to the death!"

Instantly!

People approaching the waiting platform all looked at Chen Nuo, their eyes becoming more determined.

"If there is no future, we will fight to the death!"

Yan Qing murmured in his heart.

"boarding!"

Suddenly, as a whistle sounded from the loudspeaker, Li Zhan shouted loudly, and the door of the chariot opened. In an instant, everyone passed by Yan Qing's shoulders and entered the chariot.

Yan Qing turned to look at Chen Nuo's back.

"His name is Chen Nuo!"

"Fourteen-year-old!"

"All his parents, brothers and sisters have gone to the battlefield. He is the only one left. He has no one to talk to. Please remember his name and don't forget him..."

A young man stepped past the camera and said something urgently to the camera and ran into the carriage. He was afraid that after he died on the battlefield, no one would remember Chen Nuo or set up a tomb for him.

Fourteen!

Yan Qing's heart trembled and he stared at the battle train.

Although he had a handsome face, his height was not much different from hers, so she thought...

Fourteen!

The elders in western Sichuan in front of the major screens burst into tears when they heard this.

This is just a child!

"child!"

Many old people looked at the screen and shouted heartbrokenly.

Bang!

The doors closed and the wheels of the chariot slowly turned.

Yan Qing put aside the camera and ran to catch up. His eyes were fixed on the sixty-eighth car, and he could not suppress his emotions and shouted:

"Chen Nuo!"

"You must survive!"

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