Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

The war has begun.

It started quietly.

It came before everyone noticed it, and when the people realized it, the flames of war had already begun to burn, stretching and spreading...

Daxia is a powerful country in the world, and in theory it is not afraid of war.

However, the countries in this world have too superficial understanding of war. The foundation of their civilization development does not come from protracted wars, but from the gift of the blood of heroes, and from the knowledge and technology of other worlds.

They themselves do not have a deep understanding of war, but have to face an almost unbeatable war object.

The war object that Daxia has to face is not a country, but the history of the entire world, the endless shadows that come like a tide, and the Taiyin Demon Realm that is constantly surging with a large number of demon species and strange demons, and the Taisui who killed the first person in a thousand years.

This is a war with no end in sight.

Even at the beginning of the war, the morale was high, and all the soldiers and those who came to join the army believed that it would not be difficult to repel the attack of the shadow world this time, because they have always been the winners in the past thousand years.

But this naive idea, as long as you go to the front line to take a look, just one look, you will immediately abandon this idea.

Because the battlefield is cruel.

Even the battle-hardened Panyan Army has never suffered such tragic losses, let alone experienced such a terrifying battlefield.

The border guards have also fought and killed in countless dark tides emerging from the shadows, but that was just a tide, and what appeared now is clearly a tsunami.

For ordinary soldiers, the sheer number is despairing, but as long as Fengsheng takes action, everything will be fine.

But even if Fengsheng takes action, it does not mean absolute safety... Because of the existence of Tai Sui, he will not directly participate in the destruction of the battle line, but will stare at Fengsheng and hunt him down.

Once a single Fengsheng or even two Fengshengs show up to help, they will be immediately targeted by Tai Sui.

In just less than a month, three Fengshengs were seriously injured one after another, and even Honglu Jushi, the third in the top ten, was almost dead.

In this regard, even Chen Buren, a military saint who has been using troops for many years, can only adopt a contraction strategy to compress the battle line.

The most scarce combat power is the consecrated saints, but they cannot be allowed to travel alone. They must form a team of three to act in a group.

This has led to a serious compression of the defense line that can be defended.

At the same time, a large number of demon species are also wreaking havoc in the rear, causing panic.

The day and night wandering gods, the black and white impermanence and the judges of the Yama Division are simply too busy... Without the black evil archers who act in secret, even the Yama Division did not expect that the spread of demon species would be so rapid. They don't care about exposing their identities at all, but are hatching new demon species at a very fast speed, transforming more people into fallen demon bodies, in order to create more chaos and panic.

Since the start of the war, in just one month, Daxia has declined visibly.

The original territory could not be maintained. As the front line continued to shrink, a large number of areas became sinking areas and were swallowed by shadows.

Many cities even became empty cities, and had to start migrating a large number of people to the central cities for refuge.

But Daxia is a big country with a population of nearly one billion. How easy is it to do these things?

At present, only one or two provinces have been lost. The south is still safe, but the north of the Yellow River has completely become a military control area. All the civilians in the Yanyun area have migrated to the south in large numbers, because it is destined to become a battlefield.

If the north cannot be defended, then if a large city in the central and southern parts, where the largest population is concentrated, falls, the casualties will be in the tens of millions.

Fortunately, the war has not yet spread here.

If the demons are in the central or even southern parts, then Daxia will definitely send people to help, which will lead to a longer battle line;

But in this war, the goals of both sides are different.

In the eyes of the destroyers, the core of destroying Daxia lies in the capital. As long as the capital is breached, all the saints are killed, and all the living forces are wiped out, then the remaining central and southern parts are nothing more than a massacre.

If you want to bleed Daxia, the best way is naturally to attack the central and southern parts... But whether it is Tai Sui or the outer gods, they lack so much patience. Their goal is still to break through the capital, and they need to do this within a year.

This is the margin that only the advantaged party has. Owning the Taiyin Demon Realm means having almost infinite military forces that can be drawn from the Shadow Realm, and the strategic goal can be changed at any time.

The difficulties and situations that Daxia is facing now can be imagined.

What is more difficult is that other countries are actually watching.

Even if the Roman side wants to rush to help, it is powerless and cannot come across the ocean. Not to mention the surrounding small countries, a few countries with national strength have no intention of participating in the war, and even try to do some sneaky things.

In this case, it is even a little bit of a crisis.

Even if it is the world's most powerful country, what about it?

The opponent it has to face is not a country, nor a civilization, and it does not even have an entity.

The lights are bright in the military camp.

Chen Buren stood in front of the military sand table, unable to hide his fatigue. His complexion was not good, not only because of fatigue, but also because he was attacked by Tai Sui a few days ago. Although he survived, he was also injured.

It was all thanks to Huanglong Zhenren who pulled him back from the gate of hell.

He took a sip of wine...Originally, drinking was not allowed in the military camp, but he drank to relieve the pain.

He looked at the sword under the lamp while drunk, and dreamed of blowing the horn in the camp...

Chen couldn't help but look at the red battlefield array. His eyes showed confusion and a sense of uncertainty as to where the road ahead was.

As a soldier, he is said to be a god in his military skills. Ever since he took a top position in the military, the only thing he has been thinking about is how to recover the subsidence area and regain the country. He has been preparing for this for too long. .

Chen couldn't bear to have no domestic servants, no wife, and no offspring. After he sent his adoptive parents away, he was no longer carefree and never embarked on a military career.

I have come here for this thing in my life, and I see that there is only one last step left to complete it, and only the last and most difficult part of the Demon Realm of Taiyin is left.

He originally thought that he would be able to capture this place in just three years, so that Daxia could truly become a prosperous age where all nations came to visit!

That was the immortal deed he vowed to accomplish for the person in Zhonghu Courtyard.

But once Rahu died, all the achievements he had made in the past were in vain.

Not only did he lose all the territory he had recovered in the past, Yan Yun even failed to hold on to half of it.

The front line is less than a thousand miles away from the capital.

Chen couldn't help but feel the deep mockery from fate. He sighed and was angry, but it was meaningless.

He tried his best but couldn't find a way to solve it.

The Soldier Saint also knows that the most critical point is that no one can control Tai Sui... Once Luo Hu dies, Tai Sui will be invincible in the world.

At present, he can only try his best to maintain the front.

But if this continues, I am afraid that within five months at most, the battle line will be pressed to the gate of the capital!

This is the calculation result after filling in human lives.

Within a month, the Panyan Army's casualty rate reached a horrific level, and people across the country were mobilized to join the army.

The first batch of extraordinary people from colleges and universities in various places have also arrived at the front line.

Sigh...the Patriotic War, this will wipe out an entire generation.

Just when Chen couldn't help thinking about how to delay more time, the tent was pushed open, and a figure rushed in, disrupting his thinking. At the same time, he slapped the table hard, and the sound was fierce and harsh.

The people who came in were in tears. Only a saint would ignore Chen Buren's military rules. She slammed down a piece of paper and said, "Do you know this?"

Chen couldn't bear to look down at the white letter paper. There was only one line of bright red fonts on it, as if written with blood.

‘——Hand over Bai Yujing, the war can be extended for three years. ’

Chen couldn't help being shocked: "Where did this come from?"

"front……"

"where?"

"It's everywhere." Hua Danlei breathed heavily: "It's everywhere!"

Chen couldn't help but suddenly grasped the white paper in his hand, and the paper turned into crumbs: "Shameless!"

"Tai Sui knew that Bai Yujing was the only one who had a chance to kill it, so he adopted this method to use public opinion to force that boy Bai Yu to come out and fight it to the death in advance!" Hua Jing said with tears and hatred: "Damn bitch , even used in conspiracy!"

She glanced at him and said: "Let the committee members in the army do ideological work for everyone and explain the interests and harms clearly!"

Chen couldn't bear to say: "This won't be the last, it may just be the first wave. The front line is a military camp. We can still hold it steady, but what about the rear?"

Flowers splashed with tears and fell into silence.

The common people don’t know. Even if they know, who can guarantee that there won’t be any fools among hundreds of millions of people?

If someone really believed that handing over Bai Yu would lead to a three-year truce or that forcing him to fight would lead to a three-year truce, it would easily trigger a large-scale public opinion. This kind of internal strife would be a drain on the national power of Daxia today. .

When everyone is united and united, once such internal friction occurs, the so-called "strength in one place" becomes a joke.

Regardless of whether this strategy can really force Bai Yu out, the moment it caused controversy, this strategy has already taken effect.

Although it will not cause widespread adverse effects yet, it is like a seed planted in advance, which will cause necrosis in large areas once it spreads.

If the front lines continue to retreat and the bad news continues, who can guarantee that it will not have a worse impact?

But...

Daxia's side had no way to deal with it.

It would be easy to say if they could stabilize the front and win the battle, but the current decline of successive defeats is not convincing at all.

When human beings are desperate, they will cling to the faintest hope at any cost, even if that hope is false, a trap, or a bait.

Thinking of this, Hua Splash felt terrified.

She wanted to be angry, but before she was angry, she felt powerless and weak.

As a Martial Saint, as a being above 100 million people, she possesses the power to break up mountains and seas, but she cannot resist the disaster that destroys the country, nor can she resist the evil of people's hearts.

Those things are beyond human reach.

Not even a saint.

Hua Bu Lei said in frustration: "What should we do?"

"Block messages..."

"Can it be blocked?"

"What I mean is, don't let Bai Yujing know the news." Chen couldn't help saying solemnly: "Then, try to delay as much time as possible."

…

On the front line of the military camp, more people saw this white propaganda paper.

A young man who had just retreated from the front line was silently looking at the paper in his hand, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

"What this paper says is..."

"What's there to say? It's such nonsense!" The team leader next to him tore up the paper and said angrily: "A bunch of bastards, dogs that look like humans but not humans, are actually playing tricks!"

The soldier next to him lowered his head to eat the can, chewed slowly and whispered: "Let Bai Yujing come forward by name. Even the incarnation of the Demon Ancestor knows that after Luo Hu's death, if anyone still threatens him, it is Bai Yujing."

He looked sideways at the people around him: "You don't really believe what's on this piece of paper, do you? Just think about it with your head... If Bai Yujing dies, the battle line will only collapse faster."

Everyone in the military camp was silent.

Someone in the corner said abruptly: "I understand, but... I don't want to think too deeply about it for too long; I have only been on the front line for ten days, so many people have died. By the end of the day, one-third of the team is gone."

"I am a junior student. Before I came here, I thought it was an honor to serve the country. But after I came here, I found that I was still afraid of death... I didn't receive any news from my brother yesterday. He was assigned to the trap camp. I I don’t know what to do now, I don’t know if I can go back alive, and I don’t know how to tell my parents.”

"I want to write a suicide note, but my hands are shaking..."

He crumbled the paper in his hand, held his head in his hands, and sat slumped on the bed, his eyes bloodshot, and asked in a low voice: "What else can you say I can do? I know I shouldn't believe it, but believe it or not... Yes What difference does it make? Can we win this war?"

No one around him spoke, and there was a feeling of despair spreading in the silence.

The most terrifying thing is that there is no end in sight to the war, and there is no hope of victory. Everyone comes with the belief of protecting their homeland, but if there is no chance of winning, who would be willing to go through such a meaningless war? Die?

Originally, this was a speech that had shaken the morale of the military and could be punished according to military law.

But the team leader sighed and just said: "Forget what you said just now... We are fighting hard here for the sake of our country. From now on, please don't say these words again... Otherwise, before you die in the Shadow Tide, You will be swallowed up by despair first.”

…

A few blank sheets of paper cannot shake Daxia's will to resist and military morale.

It will not show any evil results for the time being, but it will leave some traces and plant one or two seeds.

This is currently the case.

But just as Chen Buren and Hua Peilei had expected, the battle situation continued to deteriorate and the defense line continued to shrink.

As time goes by, the number of casualties continues to accumulate and increase.

Many people couldn't even bring their bodies back.

Every life is fixed at that age forever and never gets older.

The deterioration of the war situation, the shrinkage of the northern battlefield, and the continued fall of Yanyun are further exacerbating the anxiety of the people across the country. Even the safe south is always affected by the war situation in the north.

Although it was under wartime control and Daxia officials controlled public opinion channels, it did not mean that all news was blocked.

Especially in this world where extraordinary power exists, there are many channels for the circulation of information.

In addition, there are people who are secretly adding fuel to the flames.

Two and a half months after the war started...

Large pieces of printing paper appeared in the sky over several cities, and the paper filled with text was splashed like snowflakes in the downtown area.

At the same time, another article suddenly spread across the entire Internet, spreading extremely quickly. Before the relevant departments could react to control and block it, it had already spread like a plague.

The title of the article is "Why No Saints Are Seen on the Battlefield"

The specific content does not directly target certain people, but targets the group of saints. In the article, they criticize, confuse right and wrong, make trouble, and use Spring and Autumn writing style to say how many people were killed and injured on the front line, but the saints refused to go to war, so Watching many soldiers die in battle, he hides in the rear fearing death; aristocratic families and wealthy families live in the rear and enjoy themselves, and do not send their disciples to fight on the front lines at all. They still enjoy the glory and wealth, and only innocent people die in vain; the war has begun to this day There are no results to be seen, only the soaring number of casualties. This is simply due to the incompetence of the Ministry of War...

At the end, there was still a question left.

——Why has Bai Yujing never left the capital since the war started?

This article was obviously written by Tai Sui. He did not express any opinions. He simply questioned, questioned and questioned again, provoking all the contradictions he could.

Instigating class conflicts and hatred within mankind, and then using the topic to play on the selfish characteristics of human nature, calling for not worrying about the scarcity but the inequality, crying about the innocence of the soldiers who died in the war, and creating a conspiracy to say that the front line is not unwinnable. , but due to Feng Sheng's refusal to fight, which resulted in repeated defeats and a corrupt war situation... He tried to drag Feng Sheng into the quagmire, in this way, to attack the official authority and arouse internal conflicts.

After reading this article.

Miu Tianji sighed with emotion: "It's so well written... Damn it, I couldn't have thought of a more vicious plan than this."

Everyone may be rational, but the public is not rational; if everyone sits down and talks clearly, they may express understanding, but if they are put together, they will be swept away by the wave of public opinion and become a mob.

So the masses are perceptual... their eyes may not be sharp, but they can only see those parts that others want them to see.

However, this wave of rhythm was suppressed within two days after it spread.

The promoter behind it was also caught. It was a small media company with only a few dozen people in total, but it triggered panic among tens of millions of people.

At the scene of the arrest, it was confirmed that this person was not a fallen demon, but a human being.

When he was arrested, he did not express regret, but sneered at the camera and said, "Time will prove that I am right."

But he had no chance. He was dragged away and shot on the same day, and the relevant personnel were also sentenced to life imprisonment.

News of the arrest was disclosed to deter other fence-sitters and lackeys.

Human nature is not all noble and great, and there are Adventists in all three bodies.

Faced with the threat of annihilation and the temptation of demons, some people will always lower their heads and accept the "Ark Ticket" handed over by Tai Sui. They think that as long as they accept the demon species and become a fallen demon body, they can change into a different identity. and life forms survive.

And this kind of infiltration didn't just start recently, but started early. The number of secrets buried by Tai Sui was extremely large. Some of them didn't have demon bodies at all, but they were willing to serve each other in exchange for the right to live.

This type of people are the most terrifying. They look just like human beings, but they cannot tell whether they have been bribed. Moreover, once these people board the pirate ship, they will never have a chance to look back. The consequences will be far more profound than ordinary fallen demons. The influence may even give rise to a morbid psychological phenomenon called convert fanaticism.

then……

A more intense public opinion offensive began.

Since the first article, it seems that similar opinions are being generated in new places every week.

And the rhetoric became more intense.

What started as doubts turned into accusations and even insults, denounced for the canonization's inaction and incompetence.

Swearing is a no-brainer.

There is no need to express emotions.

There is no cost at all in opposing something.

Just like it's easy to tear down a house, but it's dozens of times harder to build it up.

Therefore, as a person with a sound mind, before speaking on a matter, what you should consider is whether you really understand it and whether you have a corresponding solution. If you just want to vent your emotions, you can point out all the people who put forward opinions. People have questioned it, but they have not given their own opinion, that is, it is purely possessed by a bully spirit, or it is a ridiculous kid.

But most people can't imagine the happiness of Gang Jing. However, Gang Jing is not aware of this. He thinks that it is happy to point out the country, and it is very comfortable to make everyone angry.

Therefore, accusations and insults will immediately trigger emotional points and spread in a flood.

Even a few rational voices will be quickly drowned in the tide of curses.

Over the past few months, people's emotions have been pent up and suppressed for too long. They need a window to vent. Anyone who is set up as a target at this time is destined to suffer.

The consequence of the outbreak of public opinion is confrontational behavior and introspective thinking.

This naturally created divisions within Daxia.

Even military recruitment has been affected.

The speed of refuting rumors cannot keep up with the speed of public opinion.

Officials are also trying to clarify, but they can't stop the proliferation of rumors one by one.

Because the fundamental problem does not lie in public opinion, nor in the reactionaries planted by Tai Sui, but in the constantly losing battle situation.

Without victory, the people's pent-up dissatisfaction will have nowhere to release, which will eventually lead to backlash.

The successive defeats on the front line and the contraction of the front line have made the military department even more distressed.

Four months after the war began.

Yanyun completely fell.

The whole country is sad.

Originally it was just mourning, but this emotion was exploited again.

Sadness turns to anger, which then turns to accusations and name-calling.

These angry emotions and surging public opinion eventually formed a huge boomerang.

It was clearly shot down on ‘Baiyu’, the role model that the officials had promoted and advertised.

Because Bai Yu never showed up or appeared, let alone left the capital, it was like disappearing from the world.

Various Baiyu jokes began to circulate on the Internet.

For example, the world-famous painting "Bai Yujing in the Capital";

For example, some things Bai Yu did and said in the past were cut out of context and compared with the current situation to ridicule;

For example, they went to the gate of Nanling No. 3 Middle School and turned on the loudspeaker to curse people, or even splashed paint on the photo wall of 'outstanding graduates'...

All kinds of irrational behaviors have received a lot of likes.

Life and death are fought on the front line, and the trenches on the front line are filled with human lives;

There was a wave of curses from the rear, and public opinion forced Feng Sheng to go to the front line and die.

This world is so magical.

The whole of Daxia was a scene of demons dancing wildly.

I am afraid that only when one day a group of demons penetrate the northern war zone and come to the south, this group of people will be horrified to discover that the truth they think is all false. It is not someone trying to fish in the water, nor is it a cowardly canonization. The battle does not show up, but the difficulty of this war is unimaginable.

But if this day comes, no one will care about the truth.

This means that the country will perish and be littered with bones.

…

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month, winter in the capital.

The weather was cold and there was frost on the windows.

In the courtyard, Su Ruoli breathed out a breath of cold mist, looked at the paper in his hand, and said: "This Bai Yujing deserves to die, he is just trying to gain fame and reputation, and is touted as the number one person of the younger generation, but he hides in the capital with fear of death. Refusing to play, I am afraid that few of his records are real. He is just a puppet introduced by the government. He is not that good at all. How can anyone achieve so many achievements in three years? They are all fake and scams. Now this lie can no longer be sustained.”

"Stop reading it!" Su Ruo couldn't listen anymore and whispered, "I don't want to hear it."

Tao Rusu cursed directly, and in a few words, she visited all the female family members of the writers who wrote these disgusting articles, and launched a crazy AoE attack with the radius of their ancestors.

Perhaps her curse was too ugly, even Mu Yaoxi beside her couldn't help patting her ears, trying to pour out these dirty words from her ears.

"I really want to curse back fiercely." Tao Rusu was indignant.

"Didn't you curse before?"

"I'm not talking about at home, but outside!"

"Outside, you will be sprayed back as soon as you open your mouth." Su Ruo shook his head and said: "And the more we refute, the more we will be treated as incompetent and furious."

"Yes." Amamiya Mahiru agreed: "Now, it's useless to say anything. The opinions of the people are not important. The outcome of this war is decided by only two people."

"What Tai Sui did is to prove how much he fears wood." Su Ruoli threw the paper into the trash can.

Mu Yaoxi said calmly: "But I will remember these remarks. When this matter is over, I will slowly settle the reputation loss he suffered."

"That must be done."

The girls talked with laughter.

A person walked past the gate of the yard and knocked on the door.

It was Ao Xuanyue.

She was dressed in military uniform and looked at the girls who were talking and laughing. She envied the relaxed attitude of this group of people.

"You are not nervous at all... Yanyun has obviously fallen, and the enemy is about to fight to the gate of the capital."

"If you are nervous, will the enemy not come?" Tao Rusu stretched: "And life still has to go on."

All the girls present have been on the battlefield, guarded the stronghold, and have been injured to some extent.

They are not sitting back and enjoying a good life, but in order to ensure the safety of the capital, they will regularly rotate back home in batches of three.

After several months of baptism of war, their temperaments have changed a little and become more mature.

Today, everyone gathered in the yard, which is also the first time in several months.

Because Yanyun had all fallen.

There was no need to hold on.

The defense line had already reached thirty miles outside the capital.

It could not be said that it was the end of the road, but this was the true meaning of the emperor guarding the country's gate.

No one knew how long the capital could be defended.

It was just clear that they could no longer retreat.

If they continued to retreat, they would have to retreat all the way back to Jiangnan.

So everyone had different psychological expectations on how to defend the capital and how long they could defend it.

Whether it was the people, the soldiers, the staff of the Ten Departments of Daxia, the senior leadership team, or the canonized saints... everyone was under a lot of pressure.

People's hearts were superficial and complicated.

Even Ao Xuanyue felt the pressure, not to mention others.

She knew Bai Yu much better than others, and watched him ascend to the position of Tianjiao step by step. She should have had enough confidence in this young man and believed that he could defeat the powerful enemy that Luohou could not defeat.

She could only force herself to believe it. Otherwise, she would not have persisted until now.

But the women in front of her were different. They could talk and laugh, not because they had less pressure than others, but because they had hope.

They believed in Bai Yu from the bottom of their hearts. As long as he was still there, the sky would not fall.

Ao Xuanyue thought that this trust would eventually be worn out as the situation deteriorated step by step.

But at this time, the battle line had come to the front of the capital, but they were still the same as before, not showing any nervousness, but talking and laughing.

So she felt very envious.

"Xuanyue, since you are here, don't leave." Su Ruo immediately grabbed her good friend's wrist: "Come on, let's make dumplings together."

"Not dumplings, but Yuanxiao." Su Ruoli corrected.

"It's the same."

"Yes, today is the Lantern Festival..." Ao Xuanyue suddenly realized that since entering the battlefield, it is difficult to have free time for the festival.

"Hurry up and make it, I'm waiting to eat it." Tao Rusu looked like he was not going to do it.

"I'll teach you, Yuanxiao is still very simple."

Amamiya Mahiru had already prepared the materials.

The women sat around the table, chatting about ordinary things while making Yuanxiao.

In the cold winter, the courtyard here is a little warmer.

…

Zhonghu Courtyard.

Miu Tianji stopped a few people outside the courtyard.

He glanced at the visitors and raised his hand to stop them, saying, "Don't rush in."

The visitor glanced at Miu Tianji and said unhappily, "Old man, what do you mean by this?"

"Nothing, just asking you what you are here for."

"We all came here, what else could it be?" A white-bearded old man said indifferently, "Is your eyesight so poor?"

"Don't you old guys all cherish your reputation?" Miu Tianji asked directly, "In case you go in and disturb the adults, I will make it clear - are you really going to fight here, or are you just going through the motions?"

The faces of the several people were different.

One of them glared at him: "If the capital is destroyed, Daxia will perish. How can we come here to gain fame? If we lose our country, what's the point of keeping this reputation?"

Miao Tianji sneered: "Why didn't you come earlier? If you report here three months in advance, I can be sure that the battle line will not reach the capital for another month."

Another person said: "It's useless to say this now, we have also been delayed a lot of time."

"If you want to report, just go to the military camp, or find a city to stay some other time." Miu Tianji waved his hand directly: "Don't come here to find anything to do."

Several people looked at each other and left one after another.

Miu Tianji stood at the door of the courtyard, his domineering expression calmed down.

"Is everyone gone?" A deep voice came from the courtyard behind, sounding like a seriously ill patient gasping for air.

"It's okay, no one will come in." Miu Tianji comforted him, "Don't worry, I'm guarding the door."

"I should still meet them."

"You can't be seen at this time. You are so weak, but it will shake the mentality of this group of people... They are not unparalleled national warriors. If they really can't hold on, they might be the first to escape, so you can't bet. "

Daxia in the courtyard no longer insisted. After a moment, she asked in a low voice: "Where is the little guy?"

"Not awake yet."

"It seems that we need to find a time to move him out."

"Can……"

"It doesn't matter, I've already been mentally prepared."

The woman in the courtyard caught a piece of falling dead leaf and said in a gentle and calm voice: "I can die, Daxia can die. If I burn myself down for the continuation of civilization, I will gladly go there...but the child should stay. , he is the fire we want to leave behind for this world’s civilization. As long as he is here, everything can start again.”

Outside the door, Miu Tianji bent down deeply, lowered his head, and remained silent, his voice sounding like a spring flowing from the ice.

…

At the same time, at the gate of the capital.

Many people are leaving the city, dragging their families with them to the south.

There was a heavy flow of vehicles and the highway was blocked.

Most of the people who left were young people, but the old people were reluctant to leave.

After living in the capital for a lifetime, they are not willing to leave just like this. Even if the capital falls, they are willing to die at home.

Three miles outside the city.

"Okay, let's send it here." A young woman held the young man's hand and said softly: "If you send it again, it will go to the south."

The young man held the woman's hand, was silent for a long time, and asked: "Did I keep you waiting for too long? Even in the end, I just hurriedly got a certificate from you. I know that I am very selfish, even if you scold me a few words." That’s fine.”

The unassuming woman looked at the man in front of her calmly, stretched out her hand and pinched his nose.

"When have you ever listened to me? It's been like this since you were a child... When you were a child, I hoped you would study hard, but you ended up dancing with swords all day long; after you went to school, I hoped you would find a class, but you ended up going out and wandering around; later I hoped you would You can come back to see me, but you have been gone for ten years; then I almost forget you, but you are famous all over the world; then, I hope you will not come to me again, but you still find me; I hope you don't Said you liked me, but you still said this."

The woman sighed: "What else can I do besides marry you?"

The young man was embarrassed and apologized in a low voice.

The ordinary woman continued: "However, I don't regret meeting you. It's just that I am too ordinary and ordinary, so I often feel uneasy and scared... When I was a child, I was afraid that you would get injured by fighting all day long; after school, I was afraid that you were illiterate and would not learn well; then I was afraid that you would forget me; then I was afraid that I would forget you; and then I was afraid that I would see you again... If you lose what you have not gained, then maybe it is not so easy. People feel sad.”

She stretched out her hand and hugged the man gently, her voice calm but filled with unshakable affection and power.

"But now I'm not afraid. Ren Nanbei, I'm not afraid of being your wife, nor am I afraid of being a widow for you."

Ren Nanbei hugged the woman vigorously... They were actually seven or eight years apart, but the wife had a baby face and looked younger. It was more like a brother-sister relationship than childhood sweethearts.

In the past, Ren Nanbei had been worried that the other party would not accept it, and he was also worried about the opinions of others, but now he can let it go.

He buried his head in the other person's hair and took a deep breath. From then on, he had infinite courage to face the ending that might be tragic or tragic.

…

In the capital city.

An old couple opened the door and walked into a new courtyard.

Shang Ming'e's eyes brightened: "Wow, it's so spacious? It's still my favorite courtyard house. How much did you spend to buy it?"

"It's not too much." Su Haoran said with a smile: "You have long said that you want a house closer to the children. I have been looking for it for a long time. It just so happens that housing prices in Beijing have dropped a lot recently, so I just bought a set.”

"Let's move."

"Now?"

"Move now!" Shang Ming'e said with a smile, "The earlier the better."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Su's father nodded, his eyes calm and his expression indifferent.

They will not leave the capital.

It's not that I can't bear to leave here, but the children are all in the capital. As parents, what reason do they have to leave?

No matter when and where, the family should be reunited.

…

Wu Sheng Pavilion.

With tears streaming down her face, she lit a stick of incense, placed it in front of the memorial tablet in Wusheng Pavilion, and watched the incense burn.

In just a few months, she was the only one left among the four Martial Saints in the Martial Saint Pavilion.

Huo Qiushui and Yan Wuji died one after another, and Shadow Saint was seriously injured and dying...On the contrary, she escaped from death.

In the empty Wusheng Pavilion, there were not even a few disciples to be seen, all of them went to the front line.

Today, during the Lantern Festival, after a temporary gathering, we found out that only three or four of the ten true disciples and inner disciples were alive.

The number of spirit tablets has increased. Many people did not bring back their bodies. Only a few relics were left, and they barely made a tomb.

After everyone left after burning incense, in the empty mourning hall, the Flower Saint, who always gave people a lively and cheerful feeling, suddenly covered his heart, covered his mouth and nose, and burst into tears.

...

It was night.

Thirty miles outside the capital.

In a field of weeds, Tai Sui stood on the commanding heights and looked towards the capital, where the lights were bright and colorful.

Even if he retreated to a corner of the capital, he could not hide the prosperity of this place. Even if only one in ten people remained, it was still the capital of Daxia.

It took him four months to fight all the way here.

But he was not in a hurry, not in a hurry... He even deliberately slowed down the progress a little.

He knew that there were at least more than a dozen saints gathered in the capital now, and it was not so easy to take it down.

But no matter how many saints there were, they could not stop the process of destruction.

Luohou could guard the human world for a thousand years alone.

Without Luohou, Shenzhou is so useless.

And Baiyujing, who is regarded as a lifelong enemy, has not been found until now, and he may not be in that city.

At this time, Tai Sui was quite absent-minded, without any lofty ambitions, but looking towards the direction of the capital, he felt a little desolate and lonely.

A war without an opponent is just a massacre.

"Forget it..."

Tai Sui raised his hand, and the demons under his command received the order and temporarily stopped the day and night march.

Originally, the night battle and siege would start in three hours at most.

Tai Sui called a halt to the night battle and asked the vanguard to wait for the follow-up army.

"Let you have a good Lantern Festival tonight."

"Tomorrow I will send you to the underground reunion."