Xu Yi has always felt that there is still a necessity in the development of science and technology.

Although technology has not shown any power in war, it is definitely not comparable to other aspects, such as communications, transportation, etc.

More like the present.

Thousands of detection drones spread out in a vast way, and even wormholes and rat nests can be found.

The mountains and fields are full of people, centered on Sunset Valley, with a radius of hundreds of miles. Every distance, the soldiers of Yizhou advance together.

From morning to evening.

From night to morning.

"Report! Find some blood-stained broken branches!"

"Report! Find the traces of the fight!"

"Report! Blood was found on some weeds."

In the Sunset Valley, a huge tent was on its back.

The sunset falls here, and the sun rises from here.

Every minute of time passed, Xu Yi and Lang Dao's hearts became heavier.

The three hundred Mutianjun felt the dullness and depression of the Wolf Sword and Xu Yi, and before he knew it, a solemn aura rose.

In the eyes of the Yizhou soldiers, there was awe and panic. In their feelings, it seemed that these people were no longer humans, and they turned into a ferocious beast lying in the Sunset Valley. If they were offended, they would open their bloody mouths and swallow them up so much that they didn't even have bones left.

Wang Buren's face was very serious.

He found experts from relevant fields, used scientific and technological means to identify them and finally confirmed them.

"These bloodstains are all left by General Red Leaf."

When Wang Buren said this, his heart was trembling wildly.

From the Sunset Valley where the blood was first discovered, to the blood found on the last weed, the distance between them is eighty-seven miles!

what does that mean?

Another day passed.

No new discoveries are found again.

A hundred miles apart, almost every inch of land was searched for.

Xu Yi looked at the shaking sunset in the sky and waved his hand gently.

Wang Buren silently clasped his fists and turned around and left.

Tens of thousands of Yizhou soldiers turned around and left.

Their feet were light and slow, afraid of making a slight sound and movement.

Everyone retreated cleanly.

There were only three hundred Mutian Army soldiers, only the scarlet eyes, the wolf sword with silent tears, only the calm face, but Xu Yi whose eyes were full of struggle and pain.

The sunset, ignoring anyone's will, is still falling.

The bleak dusk flash has a different sense of poignancy.

Sunset Valley, bloody everywhere.

"The red leaves like the most is the red maple. In addition, they like to watch the rising sun and the setting sun."

Xu Yi said lightly: "She said that after seeing the morning sun and the sunset, she felt that this day was not wasted, and she lived a life of flesh and blood."

The wolf knife lowered its head, and its majestic shoulders were shaking.

Pick.

Smack...

Tears as big as beans fell on the gravel and were smashed to pieces.

Bang!

The wolf knife knelt on one knee, and under his knees, the gravel turned into powder.

Xu Yi carried his hands behind his back, still watching the gradually falling sunset, motionless.

"My king! The wolf sword blames you!"

Wolf Knife's right hand did not clench his fist, and he clamped tightly in his chest, as if he had grabbed his torn heart.

This peerless hero who is enough to write to history is so fragile that it is even hard to breathe.

Xu Yi nodded.

"Wolf Knife..."

"Wow!"

The wolf knife cried.

Crying loudly.

Crying heart-wrenchingly.

He punched, punched, punched the ground.

Nothing is useful if you have any energy.

Click.

The stones are broken.

Click.

The bones are cracked.

A big pit appeared on the ground, and scarlet red was everywhere.

Xu Yi's face turned pale.

It seemed that every punch of the wolf knife hit his heart.

"Enough." Xu Yi said calmly.

The fist that was about to fall from the wolf knife paused.

The fist can stop, but the tears cannot stop.

"I like Hongye very much!" Langdao cried hysterically.

"I like her...I like her..."

Six years ago, the girl with the Red Leaf Seventeen and the Flower Season was already holding the cicada wing knife in her hand, and she followed Xu Yi to kill all directions in southern Xinjiang.

Six years ago, a honest young man who ran out of the mountains of Jingzhou to have enough food was twenty years old.

He has no father or mother, no worries.

He grew up eating a hundred families in the village, and he also carried water, loaded firewood and dug soil and plowed the land for the "parents" in the village.

He is very strong, and he can do four or even five people alone.

He has never been to school and has no name.

There was a severe drought in the village and he could not be raised anymore.

As soon as I came out of the mountain valley, I saw someone recruiting troops.

"What are the recruitment for?"

"fight."

"Who are you going to hit?"

"vast."

"Is there any food to eat?"

"Please take it!"

The honest young man who could not recognize two characters in big words, wearing a small number armor, appeared on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang.

After a battle, he was covered in blood and survived.

"Big man!"

The seventeen-year-old girl in the flower season has a graceful body wrapped in her red armor, and her beautiful face that is still a little tender and tender, with a hint of curiosity.

A clean towel was thrown over.

"Wipe your face."

"dirty……"

"It's just that I'm dirty and let you wipe it."

“The towels will be dirty…”
To be continued...