June 14, 661, Imperial Calendar. Recommended: The Lonely Ant, the Great Master’s New Work: "Science and Technology Library" http://m./1_1998/

Jicheng.

Since waking up for eighteen years in the dream, the place Ye Xiao didn't want to come the least is Jicheng - an imperial city that was once stained with blood and then fell, which was a nightmare he never forgets in his dream.

In the Jicheng incident, four people in the Third Dragon Blade and the Eleventh Team were buried here. The Imperial Army, which participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Grass Emperor, died in this city because of the fear of throwing rats. 27,641 imperial civilians died in the incident, which became an indelible shame for the imperial military.

Eight years later, the war broke out again in Jicheng. An imperial general would rather be buried here than the once blood-stained city easily fell into the hands of the Japanese Alliance. So, under the fire of the Japanese Alliance, the city finally turned into ashes. In addition to 12,348 imperial soldiers, there were more than 20,000 Japanese Alliance troops.

Therefore, although the city was finally razed to the ground in the war, it was always Ye Xiao's nightmare, just like he would never forget the wolf warrior.

"A very ordinary imperial city, with no other characteristics." Warrior Wolf was on vacation with Ye Xiao and was pulled to this city by Ye Xiao. Since he passed by safely and sound on March 9, Ye Xiao was finally able to face the nightmare that only exists in his dreams, so he pulled Warrior Wolf to this city.

This is a market, in the "dream", and the last place where the warriors were bleeding. Ye Xiao stood quietly by a garbage dump, and the memories engraved in the depths began to churn.

There was a grass emperor who was smiling here. He kidnapped dozens of imperial civilians and finally resisted here stubbornly. At that time, the garbage pile was filled with dead bodies, and a group of scarred civilians were howling.

The war wolf grabbed Ye Xiao, rushed forward decisively, and shot the grass emperor to kill him, but the moment he rushed forward, fire was everywhere and roaring like thunder.

Here it turned into a deep pit, garbage, corpses and fearless warriors. In this explosion, they turned into meat paste and mixed with each other...

"Isn't it good to be ordinary?" Ye Xiao finally spoke. Isn't this ordinary city that has always been unknown among the many cities in the empire? Not many people know that it is such a good thing!

No blood, no sacrifice...

Or the Wolf Warrior had guessed the reason why Ye Xiao stood stubbornly here, but he, who was already in charge of a synthesis camp, wouldn't he care about the past that had never happened and was completely crushed by the wheel of history?

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The Mingyue Empire, which once dominated the Eastern Continent, was eventually dismembered by the empire into four forces that hated each other. The Haoyue Dynasty was the weakest among these four forces, so it legalized the mercenaries in its own country based on the Mercenary Act.

Therefore, the entire Haoyue is filled with countless mercenary camps - all kinds of skin and even alien races can be seen everywhere in Haoyue.

Inevitably, among these complex mercenaries, there are forces mixed with extreme hatred of the empire, and the Grass Emperor is one of them.

Although the Imperial military launched a thunderous attack not long ago, flattening the mercenary camps that were contaminated by the intelligence agencies and the Grass Kings, there were still many unexposed Grass Kings mixed in.

Blood Wolf Mercenary Seventh Camp.

Five large-scale teleportation arrays stood in the center of the camp, and more than 4,000 burly men gathered around these five teleportation arrays. The horse logo, which had never been shown, was blatantly worn by these people for the first time.

"Three hundred and forty-two years ago, the demons from China occupied our homeland, slaughtered our compatriots, and burned the royal court that we had passed on for thousands of years!"

"The men of the imperial kingdom have not surrendered to the power of China. For more than three hundred years, for the glory of our ancestors and the supreme glory of the imperial kingdom, we have never given up on the pace of fighting! Today, we will represent the remnants of the imperial kingdom and send the most fierce blow to this evil empire! The city built on the ruins of the royal court that was burned that year will bear all our anger!"

"Use blood to soothe the anger of our ancestors! Use blood to let that demon-like country know that our royal men are still fighting!"

An old man howled and mobilized the war - although what they believed was the most unblocked and cruelest terrorist attack for the Chinese Empire.

"Fight! Fight! Fight to the end!" These burly men struggled to smash their chests with their right fists and roared frantically. From their birth, they were instilled with the idea of ​​immortality with the demons. In the name of the warriors of the kingdom, they dreamed of defeating the giant and returning to the grassland occupied by their ancestors. So, generations of warriors set foot on the battlefield of no return, like moths to the flames.

Without the secret financial support of Western forces and the Japanese Alliance, this group of former residents would have long disappeared into the long river of history. However, the Japanese Alliance provided them with the final protection. Generations of men have been constantly stepping into the battlefield with the name of warriors, and their lives are as cheap as wild dogs made from assembly lines, and their lives are brilliant and short in the war.

The only ones left were the disabled and the whole village of women and children - the imperial army once set foot in the Japanese Union to support them, and after seeing the boundless tombs and the women and children who had their thoughts washed away by hatred, they left sadly.

This is a manipulated remnants, pitiful, hateful, and even more hateful remnants. Their lives are only because of hatred. The males cannot escape and enter the battlefield and bloody destination. The woman twists her soul and life in hatred for life, while conveying hatred.

In a two-story wooden building in the camp, some engineers from the Western continent were secretly communicating.

Although the atmosphere outside was very hot, and the mercenaries who were cleansed by hatred were like the god of death who wanted to harvest their lives, none of the engineers who created the teleportation array were infected by fanaticism - they just felt that the danger was getting closer and closer.

"Rand, our mission is completed, the entire teleportation array has been laid. It is time to leave this place," an old engineer was not happy after completion, only with deep concern: "Once the teleportation array is opened, that damn evil country will definitely use robbers to level the base."

Thinking of the outcome of the previous teleportation array construction team, the only idea of ​​this engineer was to leave here as soon as possible - he is a teleportation array architect, an extremely valuable strategic talent, and should not be swallowed by the damn raiders.

The person who is called Rand is a middle-aged man, and the traces of war were very obvious. Faced with the engineer's request, he shrugged innocently: "According to the contract, you must also be responsible for transmitting them out, otherwise this is a naked contempt for the contract of Light and will be ruled by the Holy See! I don't want you to be tied to a wooden shelf and burned into a pile of cheap ashes."

"I believe in the ubiquitous God of Darkness, fucking the shit God of Light! If it weren't for the order from the Demon Palace, I wouldn't have been with you, a group of despicable and shameless lackeys! Now I have completed the mission, goodbye!"

Although Rand shocked some engineers with the reputation of the Holy See, another group of engineers obviously did not take this trick and planned to leave directly. In fact, if it were not for the call of the same goal, how could believers who believe in light work with believers who believe in night to build a teleportation array?

"Okay, for the sake of the God of Darkness, I'll send you away..." Rand smiled brightly. Just as he finished laughing, the banging gunshots sounded, and the engineers affiliated to the Demon Palace were massacred in an unbelievable look.

More than a dozen cold mercenaries pulled the trigger without hesitation after getting Rand's hint.

The engineers who were not affected were all terrified, but facing the black gun, even if they were strategic talents, they could only surrender in the humblest posture.

"We are still a boat, aren't we? For the sake of the God of Light!" Rand blew away the smoke from the muzzle, smiling like a kind priest. Of course, Rand's nickname is the priest, a demon wanted by the Holy See.

Faced with the pastor's smile, the engineers surrendered.

The teleportation quietly unfolded when the night reached its peak. These engineers skillfully threw into boxes of magic crystal blocks and opened a beautiful teleportation channel. Teams of fierce horse warriors walked into the channel with infinite hatred.

The last team of mercenaries disappeared in the passage, and Rand said to the trembling engineers with a very amiable smile: "You know, the God of Light is always so kind and great. For God's mercy not to be defiled, so I need you to shut up..."

An engineer reacted and screamed: "Rand, don't do this, because of the God of Light..."

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The gunshots sounded crackling, without any hesitation. The engineers who were still controlling the teleportation array one second were torn into pieces by powerful firepower in the next second, and blood flowed into a river.

Rand took out a bottle of crystal liquid. The liquid was as beautiful and dazzling as the tears of gods under the light. He placed the liquid under his nose and sniffed it gently. Although the blessed glass blocked the smell, Rand seemed to smell the most fragrant smell in the world:

"A devil's call... the God I believe in, I wish you a rest with the world!"

"It's time for God to need us to give. God's warriors, please follow me to spread the light of God!" Rand's smile became softer and more touching, but in front of his eyes it seemed like there were endless corpses stretching one by one under the call of the demon.

"May the God of Light be with us!" The mercenaries led by Rand prayed devoutly and then walked into the teleportation array with Rand.

There are no living things in the entire camp.
Chapter completed!