The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

Chapter 1057 The Camp of Despair

Lu Yan briefly summarized the basic information he got from the chief named Wang Ji.

Overall, this seems to be a very ordinary world.

An ancient background adds a bit of fantasy and eerie color.

And in terms of combat power, it doesn’t seem to be very high.

At least judging from Lu Yan's current understanding, he is completely unworthy of any extremely dangerous evaluation.

The most important thing is that he did not find any familiar keywords from this information. It should not be from the movies, TV series or novels he has read...

Um……

Um!

This is doubtful for the time being.

More information is needed to make a judgment.

While Lu Yan was thinking, the young soldier named Erbao brought an iron pot and placed it on the fire.

There was only water and scattered ginger slices in the pot.

"Well, if you get caught in the rain, you'd better drink some ginger soup to avoid catching the cold."

As Erbao spoke, he rubbed his hands and sat next to the fire.

By the way, judging from what Lu Yan observed, the situation in this camp seemed not to be optimistic.

There should be a camp of 3,000 soldiers, but the current situation is that, including Wang Ji and Erbao, there are less than 20 soldiers in the full force.

There were nearly ten soldiers among them, all with varying degrees of injuries.

Without communicating, you can feel the strong aura of despair from these people.

These soldiers either threw their weapons casually on the ground beside them, or stuck them upright in the ground as if they had set a monument for themselves in advance.

Some people leaned against the flagpole, and some sat on the ground, all of them heavy and decadent.

The standard leather armor on his body was without exception, all in tatters, and his exposed skin was covered in dirt and he didn't bother to clean it.

It is better to say that this is an army than a group of refugees. The words "waiting to die" almost seem to be written on everyone's face.

It's hard to say how much fighting power such a group of people can have.

"It made you laugh."

Wang Ji wiped the simple knife he carried with him and smiled bitterly.

Although he was still full of doubts about Lu Yan.

But in his simple understanding, since the other party chose to let him go when he was fully capable of killing him, he could basically be judged as a friend.

After all, in their current state, it's really not worth using any tactics.

"To be honest, I still don't know why you came here, but this may not be a good thing for you."

Wang Ji let out a long sigh.

Lu Yan smiled indifferently.

He had already learned the basic situation of their camp from this chief.

To be precise, this area is actually an occupied area.

The demonic front has long since crossed this camp.

The reason why these twenty-odd remnant soldiers are still alive, in Wang Ji's words, is probably because the evil spirits feel that they can no longer pose any threat.

Just let them fend for themselves.

This is actually not surprising. You must know that the entire forward army was defeated by the evil demon and everyone died, and the three thousand people in the Xishan Camp were no exception.

These twenty or so people were basically all lucky enough to crawl out of the pile of dead people.

Later, they just spontaneously gathered at the camp.

Wang Ji and Er Bao went out on patrol before, just to look for anyone who had survived, and they met Lu Yan by chance.

For the surviving soldiers, every day they survive is a day earned.

Anyway, with such a small number of defeated troops, it must be a foolish dream to break through the evil blockade and return to the town under human control.

"I don't know where the battle line has been pushed to the rear. We will not have supplies here, let alone reinforcements. There are not many materials left in the camp..."

Wang Ji wiped a handful on his face, trying to cheer up.

But in the face of the cruel reality, it is obvious that nothing can be said.

"Old Wang, you have brought another person back. Have you forgotten that the food in the camp is only enough for three days even if you save it?" said a man with a scar on his face.

The man with the scar is called Zhou Ping, and he is also a very good man.

It could be seen from the barbed words in his words that he was obviously dissatisfied with Wang Ji's behavior of adding a burden to the camp.

Wang Ji was silent for a moment and retorted unconvincingly: "...We are all human beings."

"That's the reason?"

Zhou Ping sneered: "It's fine if what you bring back is a colleague. What else can this pretty boy do besides adding to our burden?"

Although the rest of the soldiers did not stand up to support Zhou Ping, their silent attitude clearly acquiesced in Zhou Ping's attack on Wang Ji.

Hearing this, Erbao's first reaction was not to stand up to support Wang Ji or anything else, but instead gave Lu Yan a cautious look.

He clearly saw the scene where Lu Yan suddenly appeared in front of Wang Ji and then removed Wang Ji's knife.

That kind of speed seemed to him even more terrifying than the innate warriors he had seen in Kyoto.

He was afraid that Lu Yan wouldn't be able to hold back and would conflict with Zhou Ping, so he quickly said: "Zhou Shichang, stop talking..."

However, before Er Bao finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Lu Yan.

"The burden has gone from surviving for three days to two and a half days?"

Lu Yan still had the usual kind smile on his face.

"***!"

Zhou Ping seemed to have a fiery temper. When he heard Lu Yan's taunt, he stood up from the ground and shouted angrily: "Try telling me that again?!"

"A fierce look but a weak heart can only reveal your weakness."

Lu Yan was still smiling, he didn't even stand up.

If nothing else, he felt that the millions of years spent in Greek mythology had at least made him a lot more patient.

Teng!

The long sword is unsheathed.

Zhou Ping made a move to slash Lu Yan with his sword.

Because he started so suddenly, the soldiers around him didn't have time to stop him.

It's just this threat...

"The ridiculous fun ends here."

Lu Yan pointed out casually.

The rule-based ability of Suo Tian is indeed very convenient for him now.

Zhou Ping felt as if he had lost control of his limbs in an instant. He held the long knife high but could not cut it down no matter what.

Everything around him seemed to reject his own existence, as if his behavior was something treasonous.

Feeling such incomprehensible power, Zhou Ping's eyes suddenly widened, as if his eyes were about to pop out.

"I...how did I..."

"what have you done?!"

"This is the power of the devil! What are you still doing? Hurry up..."

But when he was mid-sentence, it was like someone suddenly pressed the mute button.

Zhou Ping's angry voice disappeared instantly, and all he could see was that his mouth was still opening and closing.

(End of chapter)