Royal Road Qingtian

"I brought you here today to let you see this cemetery, this battlefield. This boundary cannot be destroyed, but the people who come here are constantly being wiped out...killed."

"Life can continue to perish, but the battlefield, even a stone connected to the mountain, has remained unchanged for tens of thousands of years. With more and more dead people, countless heroic souls are alive, bit by bit Integrating into this land makes the foundation of this place even more...indestructible."

"Even if the Star Soul Continent collapses, this land will rarely be wiped out, and it will survive independently!"

"Fighting here is already an obsession for the warriors of the Wumeng and Star Soul. If you don't live for it, you only want to die!"

The old man said.

"However, according to too many gossip rumors, the high-level officials of the Witch League and Star Soul are absolutely high-level at the level of a king or above, and their personal relationship is quite good!?"

Zuo Xiaoduo said: "If that's the case, can I understand... the heroic souls who die on this battlefield every day are not worth it? After all, they bleed and die here, but there is a lot of conflict between themselves and the hostile high-level people. Maybe somewhere to sit and drink tea and chat, or even have a drink and chat.”

The old man said lightly: "This situation is not a rumor, but a reality. It's not even just that. Once the high-level officials of both sides confirm that there is something that cannot be resolved, they will ask the high-level people here to help. Once they make a sound, There are very few rejections on the other side."

"This is a very normal thing. After many years of fighting life and death, as long as they fight, they are a kind of sworn enemy. Even every pair can be said to be, to some extent, inseparable friends!"

"As the old man said, the person who knows you best has never been your friend, but your enemy. Isn't it unreasonable?!"

"But even if you help each other, it's not a big deal, let alone a compromise and betrayal. The person concerned will feel that it's very face-saving. Once encountering such a thing, they often call their soldiers together and solemnly announce that a certain A certain asked me to do something for him, so everyone laughed together and was very happy. The whole process seemed to be going on a very glorious and brilliant thing."

"In fact, it is indeed very honorable and outstanding. It is definitely not just a high-ranking general who can gain the respect and entrustment of the other party."

"But this friendship will never be involved in the battlefield. Once on the battlefield, once there is a chance to kill each other, everyone will go all out and seize the hard-won opportunity."

"As for the soldiers who died in battle, who would feel wronged and worthless? No!"

"The feelings between soldiers, the feelings between enemies or opponents, ordinary people can't understand at all. If you talk about it in the rear, a bunch of people will definitely say: so many people are killed, and the root cause is you. play games."

"This statement is simply farting, it stinks!"

"Just like a past event back then, we have a high-level, two little girls who are more doted on here. They need to go to the opposite side of the Wumeng to practice and get something. The two little girls here are going to play with you, so you can take care of them for me."

"At that time, the Heavenly King immediately agreed without saying a word. The army dispatched experts to escort him all the way, and gave a death order: This is my face, don't throw it away! If anything happens to the two little girls, you don't have to come back, and neither do I. Explain the law to Dongfang Zhengyang."

The old man said indifferently: "The whole incident is so simple, but if the whole story of this incident falls into the eyes of the people behind, how can it not be said that Dongfang Zhengyang is colluding with foreign enemies, how can it not be said that the celestial king of the Wumeng has forgotten his ancestors! ?”

"There are many boundaries, at certain times and at certain stages, it is difficult to make it clear. The juniors on the side of the Wumeng, especially those with average martial arts qualifications, many who come to our Star Soul Continent to play, most of them have us behind them." People from the military are protecting them, as long as they don’t do anything excessive, it’s inevitable that they will come and go back safely!”

"certainly,

It is necessary to make it clear in advance in order to ensure its safety, otherwise, the two pink and tender little girls may turn into a pile of minced meat as soon as their front feet pass the Sun and Moon Pass! "

"The high-level juniors here, what is lacking in cultivation, or what is needed to consolidate and improve, tell the opponents over there, and there are very few things that they will not do. And the same is true for those over there. Although they know that these Things that improve the other party's genius may cause a future opponent... But as long as you bring it up, I will do it for you, this is mutual respect, a kind of respect that is incomprehensible."

"What I'm afraid of is that you don't say it, you don't mention it."

"When you have really reached this step, set foot on this battlefield, and experienced the fighting here, you will understand."

"A lot of things... I can't explain clearly, and I can't explain clearly."

"As for this battlefield, the Sun and Moon Pass is always the Sun and Moon Pass, but for both the Witch League and the Star Soul, a concept has been instilled in the hearts of the soldiers. That is, this place is a place for raising Gu. land."

"Whether it's the king of heaven, the commander-in-chief, or what, as long as everyone who can ascend to a high position must fight here, fight to achieve a glorious position!"

"Countless soldiers are hoping that they can become the ones who are killed! Or, the brothers around them can become the ones who are killed!"

"Before each battle, there are countless warriors who encourage each other."

"If I am destined to die, I hope that I can become a stepping stone for my brother to go further!"

The old man patted Zuo Xiaoduo on the shoulder: "When you actually get to the battlefield, you will find that the so-called worry of life and death... has no room for consideration, or even room for existence."

"As long as you reach the Sun and Moon Pass, every warrior you see will be happy. Because for them, every day is money!"

"The most common sentence that the soldiers here say is——"

The old man's face became solemn, and he said softly: "For the rest of my life, every minute will be earned!"

"What is not reconciled and what is worthless are all things that narrow-minded people would consider. These are the strange things that only appear in the works of those sour literati."

"Heroes who really face life and death on the battlefield, how can they have the time to think about what they have? Whenever they have a little leisure, they either visit their brothers' graves, or visit relatives home, or just gather together to gamble, or sleep. Or drinking and getting drunk... There are also some people who are not injured on the battlefield and are particularly energetic, and can still call a group of people to fight among themselves after the battle..."

The old man smiled as he talked, and suddenly took out two sets of military uniforms, and put them on for himself and Zuo Xiaoduo.

Then he straightened himself up, and suddenly, Zuo Xiaoduo discovered miraculously that this old guy suddenly turned into a man who was only thirty or forty years old, which was even more exaggerated than turning into a living person.

"I'm here today, so I'll show you how the guys here talk and live. Let me show you, a real place where men live!"

As he said that, he took Zuo Xiaoduo and fell straight down, into the Riyue Pass, and set foot on this land.

Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly found out.

Here, there is actually everything you want.

Or it should be said that as long as it is inland, it is all here.

All kinds of shops, all kinds of business, all kinds of food, all kinds of things, everything!

If you look closely, many shops are run by ordinary people.

But those who were shopping or wandering on the street were all warriors, some with neat military appearances and some with sloppy looks. He wears his hat on one side, and opens his skirt to the other side. On a cold day, he reveals the tufts of thick black and thick chest hair on his chest. He walks with a figure-of-eight gait, and speaks in a loud and vicious voice, lest others will not know that he is a military ruffian. generally.

The old man took Zuo Xiaoduo, and walked towards a well-dressed warrior in military uniform.

The man walked towards him in a daze, neither dodging nor dodging, his whole body overflowing with a sturdy air.

The old man smiled and opened his mouth to speak: "Brother, ask for a way."

"Dogecoin! Are you asking me for a thread?"

This man opened his mouth to say a fucking word that could trigger a decisive battle in the rear, and his nostrils were turned upside down: "What the fuck!"

Zuo Xiaoduo was stunned.

How rude?

Based on Zuo Xiaoduo's judgment on the strength of the old man's cultivation base, he didn't even need to use his hands, just looking at it with one look and spitting it out in one breath, he could instantly kill the person in front of him!

The old man scolded: "Dogecoin, where did the blood soul three transfer to the second battalion? I can't find any coins when I come back this time."

"Here you go from here to the other side, and when you turn around, you will see a big rock, and there is a big flag in the yard where two guys like donkey coins are standing guard. When you see it, turn right and keep going. Damn go, walk about 20 miles, and you will arrive at the blood soul camp, you can go there and ask."

"Why is it so troublesome?"

"Don't go there if you think it's troublesome! Do you have anything else to do?"

"No, what the hell are you doing here?"

"I'm paralyzed to buy a box of cigarettes...the cigarettes in my hometown are so hard to buy here...the fucking tobacco company is really damn... I die every day and come back to life, so I can't buy the cigarettes I want to smoke! "

"Don't go... why don't you leave a name before you go..."

"Why do you want to go to my grave and ask for my name? I don't need it, go find your f*cking camp..."

The big man swaggered away.

The old man turned his head to Zuo Xiaoduo: "Did you hear that? Did you understand?"

Zuo Xiaoduo looked confused: "You are always so good-tempered... This guy doesn't seem to be able to speak without swearing... Is this the Sun and Moon Pass?"

The old man snorted: "All those who have experienced and survived on the battlefield, for tens of thousands of years, I have never seen a single person who does not swear or swear! This is still relatively light, and some words can be brought out Seven or eight of them..."

Zuo Xiaoduo was speechless.

This seems to be very different from what I know!

This is completely different from what was performed in the film and television drama!

The cleanliness here is really clean. It can be said that there is no rubbish or dust in any corner of the entire Riyue Pass, and there is not even any cigarette butts thrown around.

After visiting a few camps, all kinds of military supplies are as spotless as in the film and television dramas, and the tofu blocks are cut like knives.

Everyone in the camp looked like a human being, occasionally talking to each other, just a few innocuous words...

But as soon as he left the officer's sight.

These guys have let themselves go to a sensational level one by one.

It's nothing more than nothing to go out and make an appointment to fight if you don't agree with each other; then it slowly develops to the joining of fellow villagers, and it evolves into a big group fight, where the gangs fight against each other.

There are also those who deliberately find fault, vent their usual dissatisfaction, and make an appointment for a fight.

For example, "You come out so-and-so, I don't like you a long time ago..." This kind of thing can't be called a reason at all. This side just called out the name, and the other side has already jumped out with a hideous expression.

Anyway, everyone's temper is not good, as long as someone finds fault, it is basically impossible to fight!

I even saw two seriously wounded people lying there covered in blood, scolding each other, swearing and swearing endlessly, scolding upside down and foaming.

Eighteen generations of ancestors, some with no privacy, all scolded without any scruples, without any intention of avoiding taboo at all.

Looking at the resentment, if it wasn't for being seriously injured and unable to move, these two people would be able to blow their brains out.

The people next to him didn't persuade them, they all watched the show with their arms folded, they should play poker, they should gamble, they should bet on betting, they should do what they should do, pretending that there was nothing around them, nothing happened.

After listening for a long time, Zuo Xiaoduo finally understood that one of the two people was in an ambush, and the other risked his life to save them. Both of them were seriously injured, but they finally survived; All the other brothers died.

And this is exactly the crux of the two people's complaints——

One scolded: Stupid pig! Such an obvious trap, stepping into it like a fool! If you want to die, can you not drag other people down?

The other scolded back: Who asked you to save me, who cares about you saving me, I have already lived enough, I don’t want to live anymore, I want to die for a long time... The brothers who got involved are lying there, you are a pig! Do you not understand strategy?

The more they scolded, the more angry they became.

But following the whispers of the people next to him, Zuo Xiaoduo understood and figured out everything; the so-called stepping on the trap by mistake was not negligence, but that the battle situation had reached that point, and for the sake of the overall battle situation, partial abandonment.

But these two people scolded upside down, non-stop...

Zuo Xiaoduo's only feeling at the moment is: What's so noisy about this? What is there to scold? You are uncomfortable, you are unhappy, and I am even more unhappy!

The only result of going on like this will only make everyone unhappy, even spitting is a waste, why bother?

While they were making a fuss, they suddenly saw a murderous man descending from the sky, and said angrily, "Are there any Dongshan people alive? They were beaten up by people from Western Sichuan. There are so many people here, I can't swallow this breath! There are still Dongshan people who are panting." Follow me!"

With a bang, seven or eight people stood up in the whole room, and a group of people in the next room were also howling: "People from western Sichuan dare to beat people from Dongshan? It's against him! Brothers copy guys! Those who bring seeds go with me! "

Then I saw a group of veteran soldiers carrying knives and swords and flying into the sky in a swarm.

"This..." Zuo Xiaoduo's eyelids twitched.

This is the barracks of my dreams?

Is this the clean, tidy, courteous military camp that stands like a pine, sits like a bell, and walks like a wind in the TV and movies? Is this the serious and upright heroes on TV?

The whole camp I saw was a group of demons dancing wildly, and there were overflowing demons everywhere.

And look at those officers walking around in a daze, pretending not to see it...

Zuo Xiaoduo's brain is going to explode, the so-called hearing is believing, seeing is believing, now hearing it in the ear, seeing it in the eyes, the real, the real...

"This is the real military camp, the truth of the military camp, nothing to say."

The old man patted Zuo Xiaoduo on the shoulder: "Actually, you just have to think about it. These guys have been here for many years, looking at each other or the enemy every day. They are either practicing, fighting, or taking a short rest."

"Life is boring like a pool of stagnant water that goes round and round, and faces death and sacrifices all the time."

"How to release this pressure? How to get rid of the fear of death? How to squander the exuberant energy?"

"Even if you practice hard every day and practice hard, there is always time when your mind is empty, and you will inevitably miss home, women, children, and parents; and you can't go back, and you still need to be here all the time. As for the war, when I think about it, I have that uncomfortable urge to die and cry, why don't I want to vent..."

"But how do you vent? The simplest and most direct way is to torture each other, do it! Anyway, we fight each other, as long as we can't kill people, we can also improve our combat power through actual combat..."

The old man chuckled.

Looking at the gang of guys who were beaten to the ground outside, and the gang of army ruffians who were beaten up in the sky, there was only deep distress in their eyes.

When speaking, it seems that they will not open their mouths without a curse word; if they disagree with each other, they will directly draw their swords and fight at each other, and even a look can trigger a large-scale fight...

Regardless of whether you are right or not, if you win the fight, everyone will take credit for you, and if you lose, you will continue to be beaten: everyone swarms up and starts beating wildly: Paralyzed goes out to fight and loses, it's embarrassing for the brothers!

Brothers beat up the chief again after beating: I lost, I lost all my face!

I often fall asleep at night, suddenly there is a bang, the upper and lower bunks start to dry up because of a fart on the upper bunk, and the people turn their backs on their backs in an instant, and the beds are smashed to pieces in an instant... Then it develops to the whole room where everyone joins in the battle, swearing along with the neighbors Get angry and join the battle: disturbing people's dreams, damn it!

Everyone is a warrior, and they are all high-level warriors. Can the noise caused by people like them be so small?

After a battle, the camp was directly demolished, and it was devastated. But wait, the so-called punishment is nothing more than deducting all wages from everyone and repairing the camp.

It is said that some unlucky guys can't get their wages for two hundred years, and they either borrow money every day, or smoke, drink, eat and drink everywhere... their skin is as thick as a city wall!

The old man took Zuo Xiaoduo and transferred to three military camps successively, basically the same situation, no difference.

"Look at the surprise in your eyes, have you been deceived by the TV? If a warrior who can participate in the battle at any time and die at any time at the Riyue Pass, can still follow the rules, sit up and walk, and follow the law, it is simply unrealistic. If it is true Someone is so well-dressed and polite to talk to you, then either they want to cheat you, or they want to borrow some money from you, or borrow some cultivation resources or something..."

The old man said: "Ninety-nine out of ten of this kind of borrowings are borrowed but not repaid. You can type the IOUs as you like. No matter how big the IOUs are, some people dare to sign them, but the problem is that they don't know that they will repay them tomorrow." Can you live, you, the creditor, can you live tomorrow, the debt of the dead, how to collect it, how to pay it back..."

"As for the so-called military theme in the film and television works, I suspect that those screenwriters have never been in the army at all! They are just a bunch of sour guys who rely on fantasy men's world and play word games to cheat money!"

"..."

Zuo Xiaoduo looked cold.

As greedy and stingy as he is, he subconsciously thinks of his debtors. It seems that they are also going to the battlefield. If they come here, will they become such people?

Shit, those guys must be trying to renege on their debts!

"Even if he is a Confucian scholar who is full of poetry and books, noble and pure, full of literary and sage books, as long as he comes to the Riyue Pass, he will be transformed in less than a day, and he will be transformed into a man who speaks foul language and eats meat. A rough guy who can hold steamed buns with his toenails... because if he hesitates for a few seconds, he won't eat anything..."

"The members of the Wumeng are all looking forward to going to the battlefield, and our people are also looking forward to going to the battlefield... because if the enemy is killed, they can be captured...but the problem is...the guys on both sides are all the same in their bones. Help the poor!"

"There used to be a group of people who completely wiped out their opponents. The harvest seems to be very rich. There are more than 700 interspatial rings, but in the interspatial rings, there is nothing but weapons. I can't even find a piece of low-grade star soul jade. ..."

Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help sighing, and said: "There are also a lot of support materials in the rear, why don't you get some more, just for the sake of the soldiers, to stimulate their cultivation, and to improve their cultivation, it's not good!"

"A lot?"

The old man smiled wryly: "Do you know how many people there are in the Sun Moon Pass? The number of warriors participating in the battle here has already exceeded 200 million! Even if it is a low-grade Star Soul Jade, one piece per person would cost 200 million. And Low-grade star soul jade, how can it be used for such high-level fighters? How can there be any way to distribute it evenly! There may be no chance of such a little bit!"

"Of course there are resources, including donations from the rear, allocations from the military, and continuous mining of mines. There are indeed a lot of resources, but they are still far from enough for the needs of the front battlefield, and the gap is too far!"

"Even in the warehouses of various combat troops, there are a lot of training supplies, but they don't dare to take them out at all. They can only hoard them and distribute them as rewards!"

"Because once the export is opened and a routine is formed, if all the warehouses are open for use, the so-called reserves will not exceed one year at most, and those rich cultivation resources will be completely consumed. At that time, I am afraid that even rewards I can't even pay the military salary!"

"This is the status quo!"

"This is the truth, the truth of the barracks, the real barracks!"

"Of course there are a lot of resources in the rear, but the resources in the rear belong to the rear and cannot be confused with the front. The resources in the rear, in addition to satisfying life cultivation and stabilizing people's hearts, also need to cultivate follow-up talents!"

"The front line... can only be maintained like this... After all, the current war situation has formed a pattern of relaying from generation to generation."

As the old man talked, his mood gradually became depressed.